(Ask for collection, ask for recommendation)

The atmosphere in the cave seemed a little sad, and the elder brother took the people who had wrapped as much fur as they could, and after saluting Wu Shi, he walked into the vast snow with his hunting weapons.

A group of people trudged through the snow, gradually turning into black spots, obscured by the trees, and disappeared.

Because the door of the cave was opened, the temperature in the cave dropped rapidly, and some children were already passively shivering.

Wu then asked some of the women who remained in the cave to close the door again.

Wu returned to his usual place and sat down, silent more than ever.

Han Cheng stood silently aside, feeling this grim food crisis.

He had been hungry for two days and two nights, and he deeply realized the horror of hunger, and the feeling of burning in his stomach was more unbearable than torture.

It is precisely because of this that his heart is so heavy.

Wu sat there in silence for a while, then got up and began to bust around the cave.

He pulled out something that looked like a crown with a lot of colorful bird feathers on it, and put it on his head, and then picked up a bone staff that was placed side by side with the crown of feathers and enshrined on a stone in front of a similar totem pole.

He picked up a bone knife from the side of the bone staff and slashed the palm of his left hand, smearing the gushing blood on his face one by one.

After letting Han Cheng leave the inner cave, the gray-haired witch dripped the blood from his hands on the ground in front of the totem pole, and said something in a language that Han Cheng didn't understand at all.

Then the witch's movements became even more bizarre, and he jumped and jumped, waving the bone staff in his hand from time to time......

Although he had never seen it before, Han Cheng still understood that Wu was performing a sacrificial ritual to pray to their gods for blessings and disasters......

After watching Wu Gu's dance here for a while, Han Cheng wrapped two layers of animal skins around his body, took a simple harpoon used for fishing in the tribe, and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

Now he is also a member of the tribe, and now that the tribe is facing a food crisis, it is not a way to wait like this, but now that he is younger, he can't hunt with the senior brothers, so he can only use some of his own methods and do his best to see if he can help the tribe.

He wanted to go to the river to see if there were any fish at the bottom, to be honest, Han Cheng had doubts about what the senior brother said about the fish being gone.

Judging from the distinct seasons and the black-eyed, black-haired, yellow-skinned tribesmen, Han Cheng could basically determine that he was still in that haunting land.

In his memory, there were not many fish in the rivers of this land in later generations that migrated with the seasons like migratory birds.

Of course, there are thousands or even tens of thousands of years away from the era in which I live, and it is normal for different situations to occur.

Still, he wanted to go and have a look.

"You, where are you going?"

The lame male primitives asked Han Cheng in a low voice, for fear of disturbing the witch who was communicating with the gods and praying for the blessings of the tribe.

"I'm going outside."

Han Cheng replied.

The stone slab used to block the entrance to the cave was very heavy, and even the one in the middle that could be removed as a small door was difficult for Han Cheng to move now.

If he wants to get out, he needs the help of other people.

"You, take it?"

The lame male primitive pointed to a harpoon in the shape of a straight stick in Han Cheng's hand.

Meaning what are you going out there to do with this?

Han Chengdao: "Pierce the fish." ”

The male primitive man showed a look of stupidity on his face, and the three or four-year-old dolls in the tribe knew that there were no more fish at this time, and this shrewd guy who seemed to be quite shrewd actually said that he was going to catch fish, which... That's really ......

"Fish, gone."

He is a kind-hearted person, although Han Cheng almost smoked him to vomit last time when he, he still couldn't help but want to remind this guy, lest he freeze in vain.

Han Cheng looked at this guy and suddenly realized a problem, according to the current temperature, there must have been a thick layer of ice in the river.

If it had been placed in the past, Han Cheng would naturally not feel embarrassed, but now, it would be difficult to smash them apart.

The guy in front of him is a good coolie.

He decided to fool the man.

His leg was lame, but he could walk, just slowly.

Of course, this was already an extremely serious problem for primitive people.

If you run slowly, you can't chase the beast, and when you're chased by the beast, you can't escape.

Running can be said to be one of the indispensable conditions for survival in this era!

Han Cheng shook his head and said, "Fish, I didn't leave." Fish, hidden. ”

He gestured with his hand as he spoke.

The male primitive didn't believe Han Cheng's words, and still stubbornly said: "The fish, it's gone." ”

Shaking his head and saying 'no,' he turned around and pointed to the witch who was performing a sacrifice in the depths of the cave.

It means that this is what Wu told them.

Han Cheng also shook his head: "Fish, it's not gone, fish, it's still there." ”

He pointed to the top of his head and to his own head, meaning that it was told to him by the gods.

The lame male primitive's eyes widened, he was obviously stunned by what Han Cheng had expressed.

He believed it a little, firstly, no one in the tribe had ever dared to joke with the gods, and secondly, Han Cheng's origin was really peculiar, and he had never heard of anyone who could go to the heavens, not even be able to communicate with the gods.

He looked at Han Cheng with some hesitation and slowly stood up.

"Fish, it's still there!"

Han Cheng said this.

He was then told that if he found the fish, he would not have to starve again.

Under the double attack of the gods and Han Cheng's painting of the bread without starvation, the lame man who hesitated for a while finally agreed to go to the river to catch fish with Han Cheng and contribute to the tribe.

The door at the entrance of the cave was opened, and Han Cheng, who was holding a harpoon, walked out of the cave with a lame male primitive holding a stone used to chop and smash.

The woman who remained in the cave watched the two whimsical men leave, and then blocked the entrance to the cave.

It is necessary to take a stone out of the cave, otherwise it will be very difficult to pick up a stone from the ground in the snow and ice.

The overwhelming cold air drilled straight into his body along the cracks in the animal skin, and Han Cheng couldn't help but shiver, he now had a strong urge to go back to the cave and sew himself a piece of clothing to wear.

It is uncomfortable to dress by simply wrapping the animal skin around the body and tying it with a tough grass.

The two braved the cold, stepped on the snow, and walked all the way to the river.

As soon as he arrived at the river, he regretted it, he shouldn't have listened to the guy's words and followed him out, where is there a fish here?

Lame is the name that Han Cheng silently gave to the lame male primitive, without a name, it is really inconvenient to call it.