The craftsmen were in a hurry, but some people didn't think so, Wang Yang didn't want to change, they didn't have to.

The tall man is one of them, and he can't let go of Wang Yang's people who once dug him and challenged his status, and he is very disgusted.

immediately angrily led people back to the open space and ignored Wang Yang.

Wang Yang didn't care at all, took out a piece of wood and threw it to the little guy on his shoulder, touched its little head, and said to it: "It's up to you at night, no one guards it in the middle of the night, it's really hard to sleep, remind me if other animals are near." ”

The little guy is now an "old guy", there is no need for Wang Yang to say, animals are already super vigilant, especially animals such as mice whose sense of smell is better than that of dogs, and it is difficult for large beasts with heavy body odor not to be discovered.

The nearby grassland is indeed better, the air is well circulated, and there are no rotten corpse leaves, which does not affect the little one's sensitive and developed sense of smell.

In fact, Wang Yang said it, and the little guy couldn't understand it, he was practicing his pronunciation......

At night, everything is quiet, and the river is slowly flowing in my ears.

The crackling in his ears was the silent flame, and from time to time a "chirp" sounded, slightly sharp and harsh, Wang Yang got up and quickly lit a fire.

"Whew!" Wang Yang let out a low snort, warning the beasts trying to get closer, as well as the sleeping craftsmen.

The craftsmen will get up and watch their surroundings as if they were facing a great enemy.

There are indeed beasts nearby, although they are scarce, and many of them are alone, but after all, there is the ability to kill people with one blow, and no one dares to take it lightly.

They don't have the habit of keeping vigils yet, and they don't know how to arrange people to keep vigils reasonably. Before the beast strikes, there are always some very alert people who wake up immediately. Wake up others.

But once the secrets are sparse, it is inevitable that sometimes no one wakes up. As a result, he was killed by wild beasts.

This kind of frightened and frightened days can only be lived by primitive humans, and ordinary people will have a mental breakdown in three days.

Rao is that group of craftsmen, and they are also a little unbearable, if they hear the movement and get up, it is better to say that there are really wild beasts to attack, maybe after a fight, they can kill each other and get food.

But I woke up a dozen times in one night. Most of them frightened themselves, and when they found that there were no wild beasts to attack, they cursed and scolded.

The others were woken up, and they were even more angry and angry, and they also scolded.

No wonder this group of craftsmen has such a bad temper, to survive in such an environment, it is false to say that they are not angry.

Everyone wants to get a good night's sleep, so for them, the fire source is not used to process food at all. It's used to keep the night safe.

One can imagine how Wang Yang's flame attracted them.

Although the group of craftsmen didn't think that Wang Yang and themselves were in the same group, they all approached Wang Yang to sleep.

Wang Yang didn't say anything, but he didn't see it.

One night down. The spirits of the people were a little sluggish, and the next day they spread out to hunt.

Wang Yang didn't bother to participate with them at all. On the other side of the river, there are adults who bring fresh food, which makes the tribe feel a little uncomfortable. I can't watch Wang Yang eat the first bite first.

He didn't take the first bite, and others didn't dare to eat it. Although I brought the news, I didn't see it with my own eyes after all, so I was a little uneasy.

The more people, the more rules, the stricter the hierarchy, and if you break the rules, you will be over, and you will not be expelled from the tribe.

Wang Yang ate and drank freely without heart or lungs, and then in the strong afternoon, he lay down among the grass and made up for an afternoon sleep.

lest you be woken up at night by the shouting of the craftsmen.

After returning from hunting, Wang Yang found that the group of craftsmen did not have much food, and at the end of the day, it was enough for more than a dozen adults to eat, and children could only dig some grass roots to eat.

When they eat, they always look at Wang Yang, look at the delicious big meat in Wang Yang's hands, and watch Wang Yang eat the golden fried crisp.

Just looking at it, I feel drooling and envious.

In their opinion, Wang Yang lives too comfortably, he doesn't have to do anything, he sleeps at night, sleeps during the day, sleeps day and night, except for sleeping, that is, eating.

It's a fairy-like day!

They would go to Wang Yang to ask for food, but Wang Yang turned his head and ignored him, he didn't open a charity.

It was another night of waking up, and everyone's spirits were always in a depressed state of scolding.

In the next few days, Wang Yang ate and lived here every day, although he did not mingle with everyone, but gradually did not reject Wang Yang.

Why? Because of Wang Yang's ability.

They found that whenever Wang Yang woke up at night to call them, there must have been wild beasts lying in ambush nearby.

And when Wang Yang didn't scream, there would definitely be no wild beasts.

The others already wanted to get a good night's sleep, so those guys who shouted and shouted wolf in the middle of the night would be surrounded by everyone angrily, warning them not to bark again next time, and then pointed at Wang Yang very clearly.

Well, I'm considered a professional night watchman.

This is thanks to the little guy's super sense of smell, mice, physiological growth is very fast, not by day, with its own short and regular biological clock, can basically complete the work of 24 hours a day.

Wang Yang was not in a hurry to mix with the craftsmen, and honestly fought on the front line of the night vigil with the little guy in front of the night watchman.

After a few more days, the craftsmen slept better and more at night, and their spirits were much better during the day, they were more efficient in hunting, more passionate in flirting, their waists were no longer sore, and their legs were no longer painful.

This is thanks to the little guy brand high calcium tablets, one top five tablets.

However, Wang Yang's relationship and craftsmen did not improve, and they did not even consider it Wang Yang's credit.

That night, Wang Yang planned to sleep in their open space, but was expelled by the tall man and others.

They came to Wang Yang angrily, kept stomping their feet, and pushed Wang Yang at the very least.

"So dragging?!" Wang Yang sneered, walked away, and actually crossed the river and returned to the tribe.

This night, the stars were clear and the moon was bright, it was a bright season, and it was not suitable for murder, but it was still won by a saber-toothed tiger who had been staring at it for several days.

This saber-toothed tiger is not a petty commodity with a lot of indiscriminate numbers, but a guy with rich experience in struggle, when Wang Yang killed his companions, it saw it with his own eyes, and he saw it clearly.

Later, Wang Yang burned the grassland, and it should not die, so he crossed the river to the other side and escaped with a glimmer of life.

Such a saber-toothed tiger with great luck and great misery must be the protagonist of the tiger.

It came quietly, carrying the corpse of a child whose throat had been bitten off, and enjoyed its supper proudly.

The next day, when the craftsmen saw the pool of blood, they immediately understood what was going on and panicked.

Whining and yelling at each other, blaming each other, why don't you wake up others at night?

The people who were accused all innocently pointed to the building complex, and that was because Wang Yang was not there.

The craftsmen were speechless, but they didn't expect that in more than ten days, they would lose a member just because Wang Yang was not there for one night.

As the old saying goes, it is incomparably good, it can be applied everywhere, from thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift.

The craftsmen who were accustomed to sleeping peacefully, at this time, at night, people were panicked, and they didn't see Wang Yang, who was wearing a tiger skin coat and lighting a fire on the side, and they felt extremely scared.

The black night seemed to be the blood of a wild beast, and as the night deepened, it eroded the hearts of everyone.

Someone has insomnia.

The price of insomnia is that the next day is sluggish, not in the mood to hunt, and the whole body is soreness and weakness.

They want to sleep, but they can't do it without hunting, where can they eat?

Unfortunately, this has also affected their hunting efficiency, which is even lower than before.

I finally stayed up until the night, but I couldn't stay up anymore, and I didn't look for a spouse, so I fell asleep.

Sleeping, still unsteady, in the middle of the night again the previous scene, a little wind and grass, everyone got up like frightened birds, woke everyone up.

A lot of insomniac guys can't sleep at all, and they are called up again, and the anger can be imagined.

Quarrels, arguments, until fights.

They are very depressed, could it be that they can't do without Wang Yang?

Not really! As a good Chinese man, Wang Yang adheres to the great concept of integrating the 36 strategies in Sun Tzu's Art of War.

His trick is a typical method of wanting to get away with it, first let you understand how good we are, if you don't give us a salary increase, we will strike, let you understand that you can't play without us.

It's okay to change it to the saying that if you are in love, it's all about the same.

Anyway, before I knew it, I had already become high and big, and I controlled the key lifeline.

If you feel that your wings are stiff and want to fly solo, we will turn around and leave, and you will fall miserably, and you will know why you can fly so high.

There was once a sincere Wang Yang in front of you, you don't cherish it, and you won't regret it until Lao Tzu is gone, if God gives you another chance, you will say......

"Woooooo

While bathing by the river, the craftsmen seized the opportunity and came to Wang Yang and pointed him to the place where he lived.

Wang Yang is not playing and killing after all, since the craftsmen realize their importance, then they will be a favor and go back with them.

As soon as Zhilu Dao went back to sleep, they turned their faces again, and they still didn't want Wang Yang to sleep in their open space.

Wang Yang flicked his sleeves and left!

The craftsmen quickly grabbed him, pulled him into the clearing, and motioned for him to sleep.

Wang Yang was unhappy, and pointed to the middle place, indicating that he wanted to sleep there.

The crowd was unhappy again and protested angrily.

Wang Yang shook his hands again and wanted to leave! And they pushed him into the middle and went to sleep.

"Hmph, sluts are hypocritical!" Wang Yang lay down with a big grin, thinking that this group of craftsmen really didn't give some color, and he didn't know how good he was.

Suddenly, on a whim, the old god stroked his long beard and sighed, "It feels so good to have a black belly." (To be continued......)

PS: Students who go to bed late vote for recommendations at 12 o'clock, it's a new week, I feel like I'm in a good state today, and I'm quite satisfied with the writing.