In the depths of the primeval forest, the injured Long Qiupeng was surrounded by a group of wild men, and there was a wild boar that he had killed lying on the ground next to him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Just a few hours ago, he was hiking in the wild with his friends, but a sudden rainstorm and flash flooding caused him to fall off a cliff. When he woke up again, he was here. The cliffs are gone, replaced by primeval deep forests with no end in sight. He vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but God didn't give him time to think.

There was a noise in the bushes, and common sense warned Long Qiupeng not to provoke the other party easily, but there was no food at the moment, and this situation did not allow him to give up any possibility of obtaining food. So he picked up his knife and tiptoed into the bushes.

A baby boar, so small that it may not even be weaned, but this is not a comfort to him, because the mother boar is certainly not too far away from her. Wild animals are afraid of people, but females who have just given birth are an exception.

Long Qiupeng knew that he should leave, but luck held him back, wanting to hunt this cub at his fingertips. It was this moment of hesitation that made him miss the best opportunity, and by the time he came to his senses, the female boar had already appeared in his field of vision, galloping towards him.

Long Qiupeng wanted to dodge, but in a hurry, his body flickered, and a sharp pain came from his ankle. Although he escaped the first round of the boar's attack, he also fell to the ground. Fortunately, the female boar is small and has no fangs, otherwise she would have died in fear.

The boar did not give him a chance to breathe, and rushed towards him again. He dragged his injured leg and barely dodged, and the boar pounced again. Taking advantage of this gap, he quickly turned around and jumped and rode on the sow.

With all his might, he stabbed the boar in the neck with a short knife. The wild boar was in pain and knocked him to the ground at once, but at this time, the carotid artery of the wild boar had been pierced by Long Qiupeng, and the blood was gushing like a spring for a while. It struggled a few times, then collapsed to the ground, twitched for a while, and then stopped moving.

If Long Qiupeng hadn't been injured, he would definitely take advantage of the victory to chase after him and chase those little pigs back. But at the moment, he could only lie next to the wild boar and gasp for breath.

But this victory did not give him the slightest respite, and before he could even stand up, he was surrounded by a crowd of savages. He was startled, and he didn't care about his injured ankle, and immediately stood up.

The other party was a group of yellow people with disheveled hair and some thin skinny. The women at the head were wrapped in animal skins, but the children who followed them were naked. They all carried a mess of food, and only one was an older boy who held a stone that was what was to be considered an axe.

"Hello......" Long Qiupeng cautiously greeted the other party, but the other party did not respond at all, or did not understand, his greeting not only failed to convey friendship, but even caused a commotion from the other party. He looked at each other again, only to realize that although at first glance, these people were no different from modern humans, but after closer inspection, it was not difficult to find that they had better body hair, rough skin, and some ape-like characteristics.

Long Qiupeng was stunned for a moment, the wound was real, the pain was real, and the wild people in front of him were even more real, and the only reason that could explain this strange phenomenon was: crossed.

He scolded in his heart, didn't the book say that it was okay, men wear bright, and women wear clear. Otherwise, it is directly a magical other world from heaven to earth. However, he was thrown into this uncivilized prehistoric barren land, relying on mortal flesh, punching and kicking to fight for a place to live, and from then on he had to live a barbaric primitive life of drinking blood.

It was autumn, and it was a little cool in the primeval forest, but Long Qiupeng collapsed from low blood sugar because of the pain on his body, which made beads of sweat the size of beans constantly oozing from his forehead. Although they have some advantages in weapons, they are probably no match for the other side in terms of numbers or physical strength. He hesitated, and the brief stalemate seemed incomparably long to him.

At this time, the roar of strange animals can be heard in the depths of the forest, and many animals have just given birth to their young, and they have begun to prepare to accumulate energy and food, so that two generations of life can survive the winter, and the survival instinct makes many animals uncharacteristically aggressive.

The possibility of a person trying to survive in a prehistoric primeval forest is zero! Long Qiupeng's brain was spinning, and he thought about it repeatedly, and found that the only way he could survive was to form an alliance with the primitives.

The conditions of prehistoric society were harsh, and as long as you could find the right chips, it was relatively easy to become one of the primitives. Right now, in the face of these primitive people with yellow faces and thin muscles, who had obviously been hungry for several days, Long Qiupeng knew that he had a chance of winning. In fact, these primitive people stood there from the beginning without making any moves, but never took their eyes off the boar.

Long Qiupeng pointed to the wild boar and said to those people: "This--wild boar-give-you-." Bring -- me -- together. But what responded to him was the blank look of the primitive man.

He had almost emptied all of his talent for acting, repeated it countless times, but it still didn't work well, and just when he was about to give up, finally a teenager seemed to understand his intentions, and he muttered in front of the others, and then the wild people let out an excited roar, and then began to lift the wild boar with all hands and feet, and Long Qiupeng followed behind the group.

However, he knew in his heart that while everything seemed to be going well, all alliances were temporary until he became one of them. These primitives didn't trust him that much, just as he didn't trust them very much.

After walking a distance, Long Qiupeng found that although the primitive man was thin, he was not weak. They all have the agility and strength of animals, and even if they are barefoot and carrying wild boars, they still walk fast. Long Qiupeng, who had an ankle injury, followed behind, and it was a little difficult.

Only the savage boy showed great curiosity about this strange man. Like a newborn baby, the young man kept stretching out his fingers to carefully test the strange things on Long Qiupeng's body, and made squeaky sounds from time to time.

"Long-Qiu-Peng-" Long Qiupeng pointed to what he taught the young man. The young man was a little ignorant, and Long Qiupeng said it several times before he reluctantly said a vague word "dragon". Although it was just like this, Long Qiupeng was still in a good mood and laughed, and the young man laughed when he saw Long Qiupeng laughing, and said while laughing: "Dragon, dragon." ”

Long Qiupeng pointed to himself and said, "Dragon." Then there was a point to the young man, who had a good understanding this time, and soon he pointed to himself and said, "Deer." Then he gestured and put it on his head, pretending to be a fawn.

At first, Long Qiupeng thought that he had heard it wrong, but when the young man made a deer look, he immediately affirmed that the young man spoke Chinese. It's just that it has a very strange accent, and there is some gap between it and Mandarin. Immediately, Long Qiupeng pointed to the trees, flowers, and grass on the side of the road and tried it, and the young man responded one by one, although it was not 100% in line with his idea, but on the whole it was better than expected. If you can communicate, then many things will come a lot easier.

As he spoke, his eyes lit up, his vision widened, and he had followed the primitive people out of the forest. A natural cave, the terrain is higher than the lake in the distance, the water, the wetland plain, the dwelling that is not easy to accumulate water, for a primitive tribe, I am afraid it is difficult to find a more comfortable place to live, and the tribe of deer is here.

Long Qiupeng saw many people gathered at the mouth of the cave, cheering around a newborn baby. A woman with a cane was dipping something on the baby's forehead, and Long Qiupeng guessed that it was the leader of the tribe, who was performing a ceremony for their new member.

When the ceremony was over, the deer called out to the chiefess, and she turned her head and glanced at the people here, but her eyes fell on the wild boar, and her sad face instantly showed a radiance of joy. But this joy was interrupted by Long Qiupeng, who was dressed strangely among the clansmen.

When the woman looked at Long Qiupeng, he also looked at this woman from the eyes of a modern person. Although it is not particularly Peugeot, her sturdy body curves make her look toned and sunny.

"Hi ......" Long Qiupeng was a little embarrassed, and subconsciously raised his hand to say hello to the woman, but he didn't expect the female leader's already vigilant expression to suddenly turn into anger, she roared, and the clansmen in charge of guarding rushed over and held weapons at Long Qiupeng.

Lu hurriedly explained to the female leader, but the female leader did not relent, she approached Long Qiupeng step by step, and kept chanting words in her mouth, looking very nervous and angry, no matter how Lu explained, she didn't pay attention.

Long Qiupeng could tell from the few words that the female leader didn't want to let her stay here. He was a little annoyed, now the tribe was in dire need of food, he was in dire need of shelter, no matter who it was, it was a great deal, but the stupid woman in front of him refused.

Whether it can be achieved or not is fate, since the other party insists on refusing, he does not plan to pray again and again, there is no place to keep the master, there is a place to keep the master. But it is okay to go, but the wild boar that he has worked so hard for cannot be easily surrendered, he holds a short knife and rushes to the wild boar, stepping on the wild boar and pointing at himself, declaring the ownership of the wild boar.

The sharpness of the short knife is incomparable to the stone knives and stone axes of those primitive societies, and the sharp and shiny side blades refract dazzling light. Shocked by his momentum, the primitives took a step back, looking at their leader in fear and cowardice.

The most unwilling person was not Long Qiupeng, but Lu, who kept talking to the female leader, pointing at Long Qiupeng, wild boar, and newborns and wounded people in the corner.

In primitive societies, every tribe would have a shortage of food, but this tribe seemed to be more serious. The female leader was relieved by the persuasion of the deer, her expression changed from anger to hesitation, and then from hesitation to helplessness, she said something weakly, and the primitive people dispersed one after another, but reconciliation could not hide the hostility in her eyes.