Because of the disharmony in the couple's life, the family cold war between Gilliette and Landhoe begins. The two have been separated from each other for some time. Gilliette woke up from insomnia in silent tears many times. The originally fair and ruddy face lost its luster and lost a lot of weight. She has become quiet and doesn't like to go out, and spends all day in a daze at the fire.

Landhuo knew that he was at a loss, but he was unwilling to put down the big man's shelf, and patiently talked to Gilliet and enlightened him.

Perhaps, no kind of reasoning and rhetoric will be used, and some things are not said or pretended.

He gradually felt that the fire pit that burned vigorously every day was not as hot as before, and that the floor that was laid flat and neat every day was not so comfortable, and gradually became less fond of returning to this new house. It also gradually turned Gilliet's coldness into hatred.

The closer the person, the more hurtful the conflict, the more alienated and ruthless, and even hateful.

In the beginning, Gillier was not wrong, it was Landho's slight incompetence that cooled the atmosphere of this new house. He had no reason to blame Gillier, and no reason to blame Gillier. However, the unspeakable anger in my heart should always find a way to vent it. Landhoe naturally sprinkled it on Gilliet's brother Regit.

Landhoe, who had already taken refuge in Tichota, had become blatantly insane. He started from a child to an adult, and felt that people who were slightly unfaithful to Regett or had opinions about him would unite and slander and persuade him.

Landhoe called Stillin and Loha, whose face had been burned by his mother's burning skin, in the name of teaching martial arts, and took them to a distance from the tribe and asked them what they wanted to learn. One answers wrestling, the other fights.

Landhuo moved his legs and feet, and pierced a few martial arts styles, and saw that the two children's eyes were straight, and he said okay.

Landhoe teased after the ceremony, "Don't be amazed. These are all elementary movements, and the more powerful ones will be taught to you slowly. ”

The two children expressed their willingness to worship Landhuo as a teacher and learn the most powerful tricks in the world from him.

After Landhuo readily agreed, he said: "Since you are willing to worship me as a teacher, you must listen to me, and the matter of learning martial arts with me must be kept absolutely confidential, and you must not tell anyone." If you two are willing to obey, show me a few wrestles first, and I will arrange a martial arts training plan for you according to your own conditions. ”

The two children looked at each other hesitantly, and agreed.

"Good! Ambitious. You are definitely the leaders of the future, the heroes of the snowy lands of the future. Landho gave a thumbs up and said, "Stilling, you are tall and old, representing Tikota, the king of the tribes. Loja, you're small and small, representing the fool Regget. Let me see if the king of the tribe can defeat the leader? Let's get started. ”

When the two children heard that Landhuo had given them the title, they were only happy and did not think much about it, and immediately raised their arms and fell to their feet.

The skinny Loha was Stilling's opponent, and when Stilling stepped up and gently pushed forward, Loha was pushed to sit down.

Landhoe picked up Loha and asked if the fall hurt, and Loha shook his head and said no.

Landhoe said, "Well done. When you are a leader, don't be afraid of being thrown down by others. Then he turned to Dilling and said, "Stilling, you're doing well, too." Fell down the chieftain, what do you think? ”

Stillin said proudly, "I thought it was the leader's martial arts." It's vulnerable. ”

"Stilling is so smart." Landhoe said, "Remember, the chief is not a god. It's a human being, it's flesh and blood, it's an animal that can be killed with a spear. ”

Landhoe saw that Loha's expression was confused when he heard him speak to Stilin, and quickly said to Loha, "I originally wanted to take care of you and make you the leader, but I didn't expect you to lose to the king of the tribe. Remember, learn martial arts well, and in the future overthrow Reget, and become a good leader who fights all over the tribe. ”

Loja loses and hangs his head.

Dilling won, beaming with pride. Asked: "Uncle Landhor, tell me, when I grow up, can I be a leader?" ”

"Yes. Both of you will be leaders in the future. "Our current leader is incompetent, only cares about his own enjoyment, not for the sake of the tribesmen, and everyone is very opposed to him. ”

"Then, there is only one leader in a tribe, who should be me or Loha?"

"I don't deserve it." Loha, who had just lost the wrestling as the leader, said angrily, "I want to be the king of the tribe, the hero of the snowy land, and fight against the leader." ”

"Good. There is backbone. Like a man. Landhoe said to the two children, "As long as you listen to me in the future, your wishes will be fulfilled." ”

"Good. Uncle, we will definitely listen to you. The two children replied in unison.

After co-opting the two children, Landhoe felt that they were still too young to insist on instilling anti-Reget's rhetoric as a reserve force, but could not play a role in the real thing, and visited some hunters who he thought could be co-opted.

After visiting a few people and hitting a wall, Landhoe went to the old hunter Ferentvo's house.

Ferentevo is in his forties, gray beard, thin and tall, his wife died of illness at an early age, a daughter died at a young age, his son was killed by wolves when he attacked the tribe more than ten years ago due to a broken spear, and when he returned to the house to change weapons, he was left alone to live alone, and when he was upset, he would sometimes find someone to say a few low-level venting words, and he also teased Regit in person many times.

Regit never cared about anything, he grew up eating the fruits and vegetables picked from the prey caught by Ferrantevo and the older generation of hunters, and watched the older generation grow old day by day and leave one by one, he was grateful to them from the bottom of his heart, and at the same time, he also had a lot of sympathy, so he never regarded Ferrantevo and the few old people who could still hunt as hunters, but regarded them as elders, meritorious men of the goshawk tribe. No matter when, where, or how Frentevo said he was biased, he laughed it off, and said to the old hunter what he liked to hear, never taking it to heart.

Unexpectedly, Reget's generosity and kindness now turned into an opportunity for Landhoe to take advantage of.

When he came to the old hunter's house, where Ferrantevo was sitting bare-chested by the fire with his clothes in his clothes, he saw Landho come in, greeted him, and did not give up his seat, nor asked what was the matter, but continued to catch his lice.

Landhoe sat close to Frentvo, reaching out to help him catch lice.

The old hunter took his coat to the other side and said, "Are you here to help me catch lice?" ”

Landhuo smiled and said, "Hehe, a little." ”

The old hunter simply put on his clothes and said, "Then I will not catch them." ”

This stubborn old man doesn't give face at all. Landhuo smiled: "Okay, you can do it yourself, I won't help you." ”

"I'm all dressed, you say." The old hunter asked, "What's the matter?" Say. ”

"Hehe, it's not a big deal." Seeing that Frentevo was still stubborn, Landhor said straight to the point, "I want to go around, and by the way, I want to know what you think of the leader." ”

"What's the use of me saying more?" The old hunter said, "You are now the brother-in-law of the chief, and you cannot afford to offend." ”

"What about my brother-in-law? I still don't get bullied. "Landho throws bricks and stones.

"Who ate leopard gall? To bully you is to have no leader. ”

"Do you think the leader really has the capital to convince everyone?" Landhuo probed.

Ferrantevo said a little excitedly: "He's a poof!" Indecisive and unsightly. Compared to the difference between the world and the world of Maiatten. What was the tribe like when the old leader was there? What does it look like today? The hearts of the people are scattered and torn apart, and some people have long wanted to overthrow him. ”

"Someone has been trying to overthrow him for a long time?" Landhoe asked knowingly, "Who are you referring to?" ”

"Young people, don't underestimate the wisdom of others." The old hunter stroked his thick gray beard and said, "I saw that you were involved with Tichothus years ago. Which hunter in the tribe doesn't know? Although Tichota was wise, he was too cunning, suspicious, and cowardly, so who would be willing to die for him? ”

"Why don't you get rid of Tycote?"

"Hehe, Regitte is not stupid. He knows that you are tickled by the clothes, and the wind in the bed - it can't make the weather. The old hunter looked at Landhoe with contempt and said, "Go back and tell Tichota, just say that old Tevo said it, either rebel or be a good citizen, don't make such a fuss, affect the mood of others, hurt your own dignity, and be blamed and laughed at." ”

Landhoe saw the expression on Ferrantevo's face, and saw that he was calm, like an outsider telling a story, and said, "According to the seniors, Tichota should hurry up and fulfill his wishes?" ”

At first, the old hunter thought that Regitt had sent him down to adjust public opinion, and deliberately made nonsense. At this time, he finally figured out Landhoe's purpose, and he cursed in his heart that this scum who didn't know the height of the sky, and he was no longer willing to let Landhoe stay in his room. Holding back his extreme anger, he said, "No matter how kind a dire wolf is, he still wants to eat meat." No matter how disguised a thief is, he will steal. Go, go to the river, and I'll tell you the answer. ”

The old hunter said, and got up and went out first. Landhoe hurriedly followed and closed the door.

When the two men came to the river, Ferrantevo picked up a stone and threw it into the water, looked back at Landhoe, and was silent for a long time.

Landhoe looked at the rushing river in bewilderment, not understanding what the old hunter meant.

When Mosov came, he asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"Come here. The old hunter has to make sense of things. ”

Mosov came quickly.

"You've come just in time." Knowing that they were all the same, a sharp light shot out of his eye, he glanced at Mossov and Landerhoe, picked up a stone and threw it into the water, and said, "Mossov, what do you see?" ”

"You think I'm blind?" "You threw a stone into the river, and the stone was gray and round. ”

Glad that he was not colorblind, Mosov looked at the old hunter proudly and thought, I think what else can you say?

"Go on." The old hunter moved his neck and turned his head.

"There was a splash." Landhoe added.

"Yes, the water is colorless and odorless, it looks soft, and it lies down all the time, and it can't stand up. When I threw a stone into it, it was hit and immediately splashed, which was only superficial. It looks like the stone wins, but, what about the stone? Where is it now? Tell me the location, and I'll go down and get it. ”

Landhoe and Mosov shook their heads. "I don't know." "I can't say." No one is sure where the stone is now.

"Although you answered 'I don't know' and 'I can't tell,' I'll tell you," said Ferrantevo. Because, I don't know where it was washed away by the river. Maybe it's in the same place where it fell, maybe it's been washed away. ”

Mosov looked the old hunter in the eye and said, "Isn't it just about throwing a stone into the water?" What exactly do you want to illustrate with it? ”

Frentevo said to Mosov: "Young man, don't be impatient. In life, there are many things around you that as long as you pay attention to them, expand your imagination, and deepen your thinking, you will realize their underlying philosophy and be inspired. I didn't invite you here. You're good to go. I'm talking to Landhoe about a point. ”

"It's boring. What does a stone illustrate? Mosov said, and walked away.

"You can go too." The old hunter said to Landhoe, "It is indeed a matter of a stone thrown into the water, and it does not make much sense. ”

Landhoe is a scheming man, he likes to listen to these philosophical and reasonable topics, whether it is correct or not, he has his own opinions.

"Hehe, don't be like him. I'm listening. Landhoe encouraged the old hunter to continue.

The old hunter was pushed against by Mosov, and his mood suddenly became bad, as if he couldn't remember what to say for a while. He stroked his beard and stared at the river for a long time before he said, "If he wants to usurp the throne, he will be like this stone just now, splashing an instantaneous splash, and he will soon be submerged, and he will never see the light of day." However, if you bring half a mountain of stones and throw them from here, its power and cohesion are so great that it can block the path of the water and change its direction. ”

"According to you, as long as Ticoduo grows stronger, he will definitely be able to overthrow Regit?"

"Not really. Although Tichota was wise, his qualities were evil and unpopular. Even if you become a leader, you will die faster. ”

Landhoe listened, a blue arc passing through his mind. He rolled his eyes and thought, I'm so young, why don't I lay a foundation in advance and try it in the future?

"Huh." Landhoe nodded and said, "Uncle Tvor, you have benefited a lot from your words. I'll talk to Ticho about it and ask him to accept you as a player. ”

Not far away, two women fetching water discussed, "What is the man of Gilier talking about?" Finger-pointers. ”

"The water is so loud that I can't hear it clearly. As if talking about stones. ”

The woman who was speaking behind her couldn't speak clearly.

"Accept me?" Ferrantevo said with a bearded face, "What do you use to be obedient?" I read that you are the brother-in-law of the chief, and it is for the sake of the chief's face that I have the patience to tell you so much. Throwing stones is just a wedge, and I'm embarrassed to veto your ambitions bluntly, and I hope you will self-reflect in the process. You have no reason, you have ill intentions, and you are accompanied by wolves, in a vain attempt to subvert the tribal regime, and there is nothing else to say about chopping you into pulp. He also dared to regard me as a mediocre husband and win over my heart. Don't look at me usually teasing the chief, that's a kind of closeness, a kind of love! If you dare to touch a single hair of the leader, the old man will be the first to fight with his life and let you move your heads. ”

Landerhoo saw that he had misjudged Ferrentevo's position and said something that had lost his head, and he trembled with fright, and pleaded: "Good uncle, I am talking nonsense because I have a conflict with Gilliette and am in a bad mood. Please don't take it seriously, forget the stones, forget the river, forget all my words. Your forgiveness and great kindness will never be forgotten and will be reciprocated. ”

Ferrantevo glared at Landhoe and shouted, "Kneel! ”

Landhoe seemed to have prepared in advance, and as soon as the old hunter's lips moved, he knelt down in advance.

Ferrantevo didn't even look at it: "I'm going to accuse you of this evil seed in front of the chief!" He turned and walked away.

"Look, Gilliet's man is on his knees."

"This stubborn old man actually dared to bully the leader's brother-in-law. It's really bold to cover the sky. ”

The two women who had beaten the water looked at Landhoe, who was kneeling there alone, and said.

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