In the cave of the Trojan Horse tribe, there was a miserable rain, and most of the tribesmen were already weak in their hands and feet, and they couldn't even climb up with gold stars in their eyes, and they were lying on the ground hungry and humming. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Uncle Zong Shun, many people are already hungry......"

Sun Wu's eyes were red and he looked at a group of clansmen: "If there is no more to eat, it is estimated that many people will starve to death tonight, and we can't wait any longer!" ”

Yang Zongshun let out a long sigh weakly, got up and found a few pieces of dry and hard leather like a slate to wrap around his body, and said to Sun Wu: "Let's go, you go to the slave cave with me, and drag the corpses of those little slaves back, can you last a few days......"

Sun Wuen sighed, also found a few pieces of leather to wrap, and followed Yang Zongshun out of the cave.

Although they knew that the extreme low temperature outside now might freeze them to death, they had no choice, they were the highest cultivators in the tribe now except for Rengui Renhai, and they were the only people these dying clansmen could count on now.

At this time of the year, the only thing everyone could do was to hope that others would starve to death before themselves, so that they could eat the flesh of the starving people.

The thick snow almost filled the valley, Yang Zongshun and Sun Wu crawled forward in the snow like groundhogs, needless to say the hard work all the way, if it weren't for the fact that one of them was a third-stage cultivator of the power of gold, and the other was a second-stage cultivator of the power of the wind, the strength of the body was far beyond the ability of ordinary clansmen, and I am afraid that if I didn't walk halfway, I would have to freeze a popsicle in the shape of a human.

But even so, when they arrived near the slave cave, the two of them were already exhausted, and their hands and feet had already been frozen without the slightest sensation, and they didn't look like they were their own.

"Zong, Uncle Zongshun, look ......"

Just came to the vicinity of the slave cave, Sun Wu suddenly trembled and screamed!

"These little slaves are still alive?"

Yang Zongshun looked up and saw the footprints of the line outside the slave cave heading towards the river bank in the distance, and he also screamed in surprise!

In the eyes of all the Trojan tribesmen, these little slaves were forced to live in this slave cave that could not shelter the wind and snow at all, and there was not much food to eat, they must have been frozen into popsicles by the wind and snow, and even if they did not freeze to death, they had already starved to death, and they were even thinking about how to dig out the corpses of those little slaves from under the thick snow along the way.

But I never expected that these little slaves not only did not die, but also went out for a walk in such an extremely cold weather!

"These little guys, how could they not die?"

Sun Wu felt that his head was not enough, and the thick snow on the fence at the entrance of the slave cave provided the possibility for those little slaves not to freeze to death, but without food, how did they spend more than two months?

Yang Zongshun also wondered, in this kind of weather, his cultivation of the third stage of the golden power, only half an hour after coming out of the cave, he already felt that he was about to freeze to death, and these little guys did not open the power of the five elements, they were not cultivators at all, and now they actually ran out of the slave cave, and it seems that the time to go out is not short, aren't they afraid of being frozen to death?

"Look at these footprints, they seem to have gone to the other side of the river to stop the boat, should we ......?"

Sun Wu was very worried, whether these little slaves knew that the food in the tribe's cave had run out and they were going to come to kill them, so they ran away, and he didn't know if they would come back.

He wanted to ask if he wanted to chase it, but he didn't ask after all, he knew that with his and Yang Zongshun's cultivation, it was already the limit to be able to survive here, if he didn't find a place to keep out the cold, I am afraid that it would not be long before he caught up with those few little slaves, and they themselves would be frozen to death.

"It's so cold, they have nowhere to go, they'll definitely be back - we'll go first!" After Yang Zongshun finished speaking, he found the wooden door, and pushed it open with a trembling rope, and the warm breath in the cave came to his face!

"No wonder they didn't freeze to death, it turned out that it was so warm here, even warmer than in our cave!"

Sun Wu also walked in, and then together with Yang Zongshun, he instantly fell into a stupor, and the fence that prevented the slaves from escaping in the slave cave did not know how to seal it, and even a trace of cold outside could not penetrate it.

Of course, that's not the point of keeping them in a slump.

The raised beds, the specially built fire pit, and the large and small clay bowls and clay pots neatly placed on the shelves next to them, the clay pots hanging on the fire pit, and there is not a trace of debris on the ground......

Everything in the slave cave is actually simple to the extreme, but compared with the dark and gloomy situation in the cave of the Trojan Horse Clan, where everyone is lying on the ground, and it is dirty and messy, it can be called splendid.

All this gave them the illusion that they had gone from hell to heaven.

"What are these little slaves doing here?"

Sun Wu trembled and walked to the shelf, touched the strangely shaped clay pots, didn't know what they were used for, and even put them in his mouth and took two bites to see if he could eat them, but he almost broke his teeth.

"It must be Lin Feng, these must have been made by Lin Feng's kid!"

I don't know why, Yang Zongshun is very sure in his heart, all this is done by Lin Feng, although he doesn't know what the use of all these things is, but he knows that the little slave named Lin Feng will definitely not do something meaningless, he said: "Sun Wu, close the door, we will wait for them to come back in the cave!" ”

"Yes!"

Sun Wu nodded and closed the door, no longer thinking about whether Lin Feng and the others had escaped—this was simply heaven, who was willing to leave?

"Oh my God, how can this fur be so soft?"

Yang Zongshun walked to the still burning fire to keep warm, and sat on the bed next to him, the warm and soft touch of the nitrated fur made him involuntarily scream again, and when he saw the appearance of those furs, he was even more surprised: "Are these the wild pig skins?" How did they make the mad pig skin so soft that the monsters couldn't eat? Those bone spurs, how did they pull them out?"

Sun Wu didn't know, but he was doing one thing, that is, wrapping the soft leather around his body, and the warm feeling made him breathe a long sigh of relief, and the feeling of being frozen to death just now finally eased.

Yang Zongshun was also painting a tiger according to the cat, wrapping his body like a fluffy bun, and roasted it in the fire for a while, before finally regaining a little vitality.

Then both of them began to sniffle involuntarily, because there was a strange smell in the cave—it was the smell of food.

They hadn't eaten for days, and their sense of smell became unusually acute, and then they noticed a clay pot on the fire pit, far from the fire, from which the fragrance seemed to waft out.

It took a long time for the two to find a way to remove the lid from the clay pot, but the deep pot-bellied clay pot made them get out the warm pig skull and soup in it and eat it into their mouths, which became a problem, Sun Wu tried to grab it with his hands, and then retracted his hand with a hot scream.

The two of them craned their necks to look at the food in the jar, saliva flowed like a river, but they were at a loss, they had never seen such a tool as a clay pot, let alone a way to eat by putting a pig's skull in a jar to stew and drink soup, they had always had only one way, to burn and eat!

They are now like half a bottle of water found in the desert, but they can't reach it anyway, so they can only wait for the crow to die of thirst.

"Just smash it!"

Sun Wu saw that there was something to eat but couldn't eat it, and he scratched his heart with a hundred paws in a hurry, stomped his feet and shouted.

"No!"

Yang Zong shouted vigorously, he would rather continue to starve and wait for those children to come back, and would never allow Sun Wu to smash the clay pot and eat the contents of it.

Everything in this slave cave completely subverted his cognition, he didn't know how all this was done, but he knew one thing very well, that Lin Feng was able to let a few children survive these few months with almost no food, and they were still alive and well, then, maybe he had a way to make the entire tribe of those who were about to starve to death survive!

Over the years, he had seen too many of his people starved to death, and he had eaten a lot of the flesh of people who had been starved to death, and he really didn't want to eat the meat cut from his people again.

Yang Zongshun's status in the clan is very high, only in the patriarch Rengui and the Ren family, not only because he has the cultivation of the third stage of the golden power, but also because he is highly respected, often when everyone is hungry and half dead, he takes out his little food and distributes it to everyone, so everyone respects him unusually.

It can be said that in addition to being inferior to benevolence in cultivation, Yang Zongshun is the uncrowned patriarch in the hearts of the Trojan Horse clan only in terms of the degree of love by the clansmen.

So even though he was hungry and crazy, as soon as Yang Zongshun's words came out, Sun Wu immediately stopped the idea of smashing the clay pot to eat, and said, "Uncle Zongshun, that little slave named Lin Feng, is he really as capable as you said?" Can it really be so that the people don't have to starve to death and eat the corpses? ”