I saw that this man pulled the rattan tied around his waist, threw the animal skin to his companion, and walked towards Ye Feng bare-chested.

Ye Feng didn't know this person's movements at this time, he was burying his head in drilling the grooves of the wood block with a stone tool, and Yu Guang saw a pair of feet standing in front of him, so he ordered: "You help me find a vine." ”

This man was stunned for a moment, didn't he want to pull my animal fur? I took off all the hides, but you asked me to find vines, and it couldn't be more appropriate to describe it with the phrase "I took off my pants, but you showed me this".

Seeing this person standing there still, Ye Feng raised his head suspiciously, and his face made close contact with an indescribable part of this clan.

"Ahh Ye Feng's sexual orientation is very normal, so he is naturally not interested in this thing, his feet jump out of his old height as if they are loaded with springs, and his hands are rubbing his face indiscriminately, and he is still very hard, crackling, and after a while, red five finger prints appear. Ye Feng felt very uncomfortable in his heart, Nima's, I actually touched the man's thing with my face, woo, my life is clear.

Seeing Ye Feng's expression, the man knew that he had caused a big disaster, so he hurriedly took the animal skin from his companion's hand, tied it around his waist, and ran to find the vines.

Ye Feng couldn't find a person to vent, so he could only continue to drill grooves for the wood, saying that this stone tool is really not easy to use, if only there were metal tools, but in this primitive and wild era, it was just a luxury, it depends on whether the metal ore can be found in the future.

But the meal has to be eaten one bite at a time, and the road has to be walked step by step, not to mention that he doesn't even have to eat without fire. Finally drilled the groove of the wood block, the clansman had not come back yet, Ye Feng couldn't help but worry about whether something would happen, after all, there were so many ferocious beasts in these years, even if there were wild wolves near the tribe, there would be occasional wild wolves.

Not only Ye Feng was worried, but everyone was also very anxious, Ye Feng thought that because something happened to that clansman, then his own sin would be great, and he said to Duoye that he would take someone to find it, and Duoye agreed after thinking about it.

Duoye casually ordered more than two dozen people, and was about to go on the road, when he suddenly heard a clansman shouting: "There, he's back!" ”

The crowd searched for prestige, and saw a man running towards the tribe with a large bundle of vines, panting and seeming to be very tired. Everyone rushed up to help him, and Tachiha took his vine and asked for warmth.

Ye Feng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but he was still curious: "Where have you been" The man smiled unconsciously: "The vines around the tribe are very smooth, so I ran a long way to find the rough vines."

Ye Feng was stunned, he didn't tell him to find rough vines, how did he know?

Ye Feng asked the reason, and the man said: "I saw you use a wooden stick to drill wood, which reminds me that when I used to drill stone tools, stone tools would get hot, and the longer I drilled, the hotter it became, if you change to wood like you, it might catch fire after drilling for a long time!" The first time you used the method was laborious, so you came up with a vine wrapped around the stick, pulling it back and forth, making it hot and eventually catching fire, if the vine you used was too smooth, it wouldn't work"

Ye Feng heard that there was a talent in the dark! You must know that this is a primitive era, if it is placed in the later generations of ironclad national treasure-level existence, it doesn't matter if he takes away his "innocence" before.

Ye Feng saw that the materials were complete and prepared to dry. Seeing the tired appearance of the man, he was about to change someone, who knew that the man had to come by himself, seeing that he insisted, Ye Feng didn't force it, and called Heru over to press the wood block, and he became the shopkeeper next to him.

In this way, Heru pressed the head of the book, and the man pulled the vine back and forth, and after seven or eight minutes, a thin wisp of white smoke came out of the fur that was the ignition of the animal.

Seeing this, Ye Feng knew that it was going to be done, so he hurriedly grabbed the hay prepared in advance, lay on the ground regardless of the image, signaled Heru not to stop, and gently covered the hay.

Maybe he was too anxious, his breathing was a little heavy, and he accidentally inhaled a wisp of cigarette into his lungs when he inhaled, well, it smelled like when the power went out at home when he was a child, and he burned his hair when he was doing homework with a candle.

He was choked with tears coming out, but now he didn't have time to take care of so much, he gently blew into the hay, waved his hand to let Heru take away the stick, and an orange tongue of fire burst out, and quickly added hay and dry branches to make the fire burn.

Originally, the flames were too small when they first came out, and the clansmen were far away, so they didn't see the fire for the first time, but only saw the white smoke floating up, which made people can't help but hang their hearts, until Ye Feng burned the fire, and people breathed a sigh of relief.

People began to cheer, and in these years people did not learn to applaud, nor did they have musical instruments to celebrate, but only to open their throats and shout, to vent their joy, savage and primitive.

Ye Feng ignored the cheers of the people and took care of the meat on his own, he hadn't eaten anything except those two fruits since he woke up, and he was already so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, which was one of the reasons why he insisted on drilling wood to make fire.

As soon as the words "let me go, the witch is coming" came out, as if by magic, the crowd became quiet, and people automatically separated a passage, standing there with a serious face, like a sentinel.

On the passage, a kind and gentle middle-aged woman frequently turned her head to signal to the clansmen, and walked through the passage without hurry.

The middle-aged woman has a fat face, which is rare in this era of material scarcity, she wears a coat made of black feathers, a crown made of peacock tail feathers, and a wooden cane with twists and turns. This middle-aged woman is the witch of the tribe.

At this time, Ye Feng was engrossed in roasting meat, and he didn't know anything about what had just happened, and Harazi flowed all over the place, and Heru next to him saw Wu Xiang and stabbed Ye Feng with his hand to remind him.

"Don't make a fuss, I'll give it to you when it's cooked!" Ye Feng slapped Heru's hand away and said impatiently.

Heru couldn't help it, and raised his head to look at the witch who was getting closer and closer.

Ye Feng smelled the aroma of barbecue, "Well, yes, it's almost ready to eat, pure natural without additives and no pollution, if you want to get a barbecue stall in the future, you will definitely make a lot of money!" After speaking, the corner of his eye swept a black figure.

Look in, "Fuck, what did I see, Birdman!" No, it's just a person, why is he dressed like this! ”

Ye Feng tilted his head around Wu while eating the barbecue, looking at Wu curiously, and his tilted head looked like Heru.

In the end, Duoye couldn't stand Ye Feng's rude behavior, and said loudly: "Ye Feng, this is the tribe's witch. ”

"What! Is this a witch? The guy who said I had a bad brain? ”

After finishing speaking, he went up to theorize, who knew that Wu pointed to Ye Feng's head and said to a one-centimeter wound: "It's all opened, can't it be said that it's broken?"

Well, you have a good point, I can't even argue with it.

When night fell, the clansmen gathered around the bonfire, singing and dancing, and Ye Feng leaned against a tree trunk and looked at the clansmen with a smile. However, in the grass less than ten meters away from him, a white figure glared at him angrily, dangerous, approaching Ye Feng step by step.