The shouts of the ancients were still heard in the surrounding woods, and Tinch, who was no longer angry, began his hunt again.

An ancient man of a certain age was twisted and his neck was broken by Ding Qi, who was wrapping his feet around the vines of a tree, with the help of his rapidly spinning body in the air; A thin primitive man who stood tall and tall among the ancients was stabbed in the heart by Ding Qi, who was standing in front of him and covered in leaves, but he didn't even make a sound; An ancient man armed with a spear was attracted by the cry of a pheasant in the bushes and lost his life; The murderer who killed the young ancient man with a bone hammer was suffocated to death by a circle of vines that fell from a tree...

Ding Qi's slaughter was going on, but the leader, who had been sitting in the rear of the Chinese army and moving slowly, found that things were beyond his imagination. First of all, the movement of his subordinates in the jungle is getting smaller and smaller, and there is no longer the momentum of the mountains and the sea at the beginning; The second is that they are the only three people who give feedback on the sound signals they emit, except for the two guards around them.

And in the process of moving forward, one of the guards found the body of a subordinate, but he didn't find a single wound all over his body, as if he had died suddenly, this phenomenon beyond their understanding made him also frightened, and he kept muttering in his heart if it was because he had not sacrificed to the mountain god for a while, causing the mountain god to be angry and send punishment. There is no answer, and no one can give him an answer, continue to fear.

The unknown is scary.

"Trumpet, Trumpet, Trumpet"

After the leader who was tormented by fear couldn't help but utter three syllables, the two guards around the leader were all alert, and all the wind and grass around them were included in their alert range.

Upon hearing three strange shouts, Ding Qi noticed that the last three Ancients in the jungle had not continued their search below, but had suddenly turned and rushed towards the leader's position. This made Ding Qi, who was ready to expand the results of the battle and wipe out the opponent, very helpless, so he had to hide far behind the dense branches and leaves in the forest to watch the opponent's moves.

After chattering for a while, the ancient people gathered together showed a little frightened look in their eyes, and looked around, and the growing fear urged them to protect the leader in the middle, slowly retreated, and quickly turned around after not being attacked, and walked away in one direction.

Ding Qi, who was hiding behind the tree, watched their disappearing backs, and after a little hesitation, he took out the mountain knife at his waist and cut an arrow-shaped gap in the big tree beside him, indicating the direction in which the group of ancient people left, and then unfolded his body to follow the traces they left behind.

After Ding Qi left, three figures came out of the forest, looking at the silent woodland and the direction Ding Qi left, the three of them wailed for a while, and under the leadership of the man with a feather crown on his head, they walked in the opposite direction to the enemy.

Three days later, Ding Qi stood on a tall tree, took advantage of the cover of leaves, held a telescope and looked at the two ancient people who were hobbling forward not far away, and looked forward in the direction they were going, and found that several ancient people were standing on a hillside and were busy with something. A river meanders down the hillside, rippling in the light of the sky, and from time to time a big splash is stirred.

Several ancient women, bare-chested and breast-bare-covered only with a fur wrapped around their lower bodies, stood by the river, holding a spear, and walked slowly along the river, occasionally plunging their spears into the water, stirring up a splash, or returning empty-handed, throwing the spear to the ground to express their depressed mood; Or a swaying fish, dancing happily, sharing their catch with others, and then continuing to fish with their spears.

On the open hillside, there is a cave near the mountain, three or four meters high, five or six meters wide, it is not clear how big it is, only seven or eight ancient people with wrinkled faces sitting at the entrance of the cave, constantly beating another stone with the stone in their hands, and then putting it aside after knocking it into the shape they need, and then knocking another stone until the shape they want appears, if they have not obtained a suitable stone tool after beating, they will pick up a stone from the ground again and continue the action just now, and the tinkling sound will be in one piece. Behind him, you can faintly see the fire shining in the cave, and from time to time the light is blocked by children entering and leaving.

Outside, in the clearing, a group of bare-bottomed children, led by a half-grown child, played a game of spear throwing at five or six human-like skulls and the head of a beast with sharp teeth and sharp teeth. They were in high spirits, and from time to time let out a cheer. It can already be seen that this is their preparation for the future hunt, playing while practicing spear throwing skills. A few of the larger ones had a higher level of spear throwing and a significantly higher hit rate than the others.

There were even a few children of two or three years old who sat in the weeds outside the cave entrance with a straw stick sticking their saliva, dipping ants in the grass and eating them one by one, giggling happily every time they succeeded, as if it were the happiest thing in the world, let alone having a snack before dinner.

Suddenly, there was a commotion, and Ding Qi turned the camera to that side, but it was the women fishing by the river who spotted the two primitive people walking towards them, and they kept shouting and gradually retreating. In the absence of any confusion between friend or foe, it is undoubtedly a wise move to retreat to the cave.

The shouts began, and all the children on the hillside rushed back to the cave, and the old primitive people all stood up and looked out of the cave. At the bottom of the hill, the two staggering forwards shouted loudly to the top, and kept waving as if to answer the women's inquiries.

After hearing the reply, the women quickly rushed to the two leaders, chattering around the leader, and the ancient leader also replied fiercely, and after a while, several women cried loudly. Ding Qi couldn't understand what they were saying, but he could guess the general meaning of why you two came back, but what about the others? What about the head of our family, what would I do without him?

The leader shouted, and the scene fell silent. After saying a few more words, the women hurried back to the cave with the leader in the middle and the other man in their arms. The old man at the entrance of the cave stepped out of the way, and along with the frightened children beside him, he followed the leader into the cave and disappeared through Tinki's telescope.

At this moment, Ding Qi, who was a little haggard, watched the two people surrounded in the middle in front of him walk into the cave, and his heart was full of peace. Ding Qi, who deeply realized the danger of the jungle and became more dangerous at night, expressed his admiration for the fact that the other party could still have two people alive, and no one knew better than him who had personally experienced these three days and two nights how difficult it was to survive in this forest, except for the two primitive people who survived.