The little tail of the ice age was still cold.

Overnight, snow and ice changed the color of the world. After a few snowfalls, the cold dominates the whole world, and no matter how hard the sun works, the ice and snow on the ground are safe and sound.

Before the heavy snowfall, between the vast water and grasslands in the north, a fierce collision between man and nature broke out again for an unknown number of years. An old woman with an ivory headdress sings a desolate and long tune, and with countless warriors, she resists the onslaught of nature with stone and fire.

Countless bones of all kinds were buried in the water and meadows. Thousands of years later, some bones were taken out and put into small medicine jars under the name of "dragon bones", which were fried to give the people who lived in this land the courage to fight against the disease.

It may have been a year when the heavens did not favor mankind, and the warriors' spinning thread of stone and fire was finally washed away.

The old woman cried and cried out to the heavens and the earth, and thousands of warriors wept and wailed blood.

The torrent of flesh and blood hurried south, making huge footprints in the world of ice and snow.

In the battlefield, countless wounds remained in the ice and snow waiting to die. But the warrior from the Jilin tribe, Changshen (one voice), carried his seriously wounded companion on his back, and stepped on those huge footprints with difficulty, and went south.

"Please pheasant, you hold on, we are still alive and well after ten days of walking, it must be the blessing of the god Li. As long as you can make it back to the tribe alive, you'll be able to get better. The eagle can be good, and he also said that he was going to marry Luo Qi. Po Tu didn't go crazy, let alone marry Qiao Huan, you can hold it well, Da Ji will give you a woman...... We're almost there...... You're going to hold on to ......."

The man's voice was hoarse, his lips were chapped, and his face was covered with ice slag. He shouted something to the weak man on his back, but more like he was cheering himself on.

He was afraid that the pheasant would not hold up and die on the short journey to the tribe. He was even more afraid that he would not be able to stand it and fall down from here.

He was so tired, too sleepy.

Extending from the direction of Changshen's walking, the Jilin tribe in the ice and snow is like a fairy tale world.

The roofs of the wooden houses are all white, and some smoke and fog rise between the wooden houses, making the place not like a human being.

The wooden village separates the large and small sides. On the small side, there are rows of houses, and only a small square is vacated in front of the cave. On the big side, there are sheds, caves and large playgrounds.

The playground was empty, and the men were tossing and turning in the snow and ice shirtless.

On the other side of the house, a few children with only their eyes were running around a few snowmen in the snow and ice, and a few half-sized dogs were also coaxing. Wild cats emerge from their chimney-side nests and circle around the big frozen fish.

In the warm room, people use thin ice to block the windows, and then work in the light of day. Someone in the way of making never constitutes fur, boots. Someone is steaming chestnuts from their shells and crushing them into powder to make pastries. There is a simple loom for weaving. Someone collected all kinds of fish bubbles, boiled glue soup. Someone is putting green vegetables into the soup and carefully putting a small spoonful of salt.

It is said that the vegetables and salt were obtained from far away by other wild people in the forest tracks, and the quantities were very limited, so they had to be eaten sparingly. But now people don't have that, and they're not used to it.

The windows of the room where Lin Ji is located have the best light transmission, and more than a dozen children over the age of seven or eight are writing and painting characters such as "mountains, rivers, water, trees, hands, feet, heads and faces" on the small table.

They would rather toss with men outside than learn this, but when they saw Lin Ji holding a book and looking fascinated, they had to grit their teeth and continue.

In front of the blackboard in front of the forest tracks, he was holding a book called "Nursing" in his hand.

Lin Ji felt that the greatest wealth in the small town was not the supplies, but the books. It's just that he can't read those books alone anyway, so he has to teach these children to read and write. When the time is right, he just throws the books out.

It's just that the process can be a bit long. These children were sitting on the tip of a stone as if they were sitting on the tip of a stone when they were in class, and now someone was looking outside.

Lin Ji raised his head and lowered his head and said, "If you want to write well without being whipped, you won't have to cry for a while." ”

"No, I'm not lazy, it seems like they're back...... one child defended.

Lying opens his mouth to come that is Lin Ji's patent, and he doesn't want others to learn it. So he immediately picked up the rattan.

Then, the door of the house was violently opened, and the shirtless man carried two people in, and without saying anything, pushed away the small table in front of him, and put the person on the bed of the forest trace.

"Traces, traces, help the pheasant, save the pheasant." Changshen, who was also being carried, looked for forest traces in the crowd, and after finding them, he pulled the forest tracks, and chattered blankly with his eyes.

"I knew you could save him, and he was stepped on by the monster and hooked again. They all told me to throw him away, saying we couldn't come back. We're back. Traces, you save him. He's not dead......"

"The Ghost Eagle spotted them. I saw the eagle circling in the forest behind me, so I asked them to take a look. And that's what they did. The men explained.

"How's it going? How's it going? When Da Ji and a group of women heard the news, they also rushed over with a hula.

"The hunt failed, failed. I saw footprints on our territory, just half a day's way back. Chang Shen muttered this, his eyes still blank.

"How so? How so? What about Youda? What about the tigers? How could it fail? Da Ji's voice suddenly raised a height, and everyone around fell silent, as if a dark cloud was hanging over everyone's heads, and the world was about to collapse.

In the quiet, Chang Shen was also speechless with guilt, as if he wanted to apologize for his sins with death.

In the silence, Lin Ji's voice rang out: "It's okay." You're doing a great job. You brought the pheasant back, and you did what you had to do. You even gave him the hides, and you've done a good job. Now, relax a little and get some sleep. We have high walls and nothing can get in. It's okay......"

The cry sounded, and Chang Shen really fell asleep.

"Now, except for a few who have studied nursing with me, everyone else is out. The man stopped training, put on his clothes according to the drill rules, and went back indoors. ”

Da Ji wanted to ask something, but she opened her mouth but didn't ask anything. She followed everyone out, looked at the high walls around her, and asked others in a low voice, "Can you stop it?" ”

"It's okay."

In the house, in addition to the vermilion monkey, the stone beak and the pier wood, there are also Qiao Huan, Cai Yu and the newly replaced Shou Li. These people actually didn't learn from Lin Ji for a few days. Because they don't even know words, and there are many things that they can't learn.

Lin Ji had no choice but to bite the bullet: "I just did a simple check-up, and there is nothing too big a problem with Changshen's body, it should be overworked." You guys come and wipe him with warm water first, and I'm going to give him a drip of glucose......"

"The pheasant was seriously injured, had a weak pulse, and had a comminuted fracture of one foot, which had been frozen. One foot was broken and fractured with a bone spur. I have a wound on my stomach and I haven't treated the wound...... So give him an amputation ......"

There was a small cubicle in the room of the forest trace, which was actually a bathroom. Lin Ji went over there once or twice, and a series of things that did not belong to this era, such as earpieces, hanging needles, etc., appeared in front of a few people. Then, while explaining, he was not very skilled but seriously operated.

Everyone was given a white mask, and it was difficult to see what they were looking at Lin Ji.

The boy said that he had only received some revelations from Chestnut God and that he had not conjured anything. Chinese cabbage, salt, blackboard, he also said that he was exchanged for these from other savages, and everyone believed it, so how to explain these things?

Can he conjure anything else? Or can he conjure up anything? Everyone thought for a short time, but they were soon carried by the rhythm of the forest and entered the state of saving people.

"Heh, saber-toothed tiger? Or a giant saber-toothed tiger? Is it finally here? I don't know if it's good or not? At a certain moment, Lin Ji, who was bloodily amputating the pheasant, suddenly raised his head and muttered to himself.

He is undergoing surgery, but he wants to eat tiger meat.