The scenery in front of me has changed.

The withered grass burst out under my feet, the green color stretched to the place where I couldn't see, the sky was bright, the sun seemed to crawl out of the dark clouds, just the right temperature, shining on my body, warm.

The soles of my feet are thick calluses, and when I step on the grass, I don't feel very painful, but I feel very hard.

I'm used to feeling like this, as if I've always been like this, walking barefoot and fearless.

The river sparkles in the sun, and from a distance, the wind blows, sparkling, crushing the blue sky and white clouds in the sky.

On the bank of the river, there are cattle and sheep walking leisurely, grazing in a daze, napping and funny, and water birds peeping not far away, waiting for this group of animals to unload their guards, and then fly over unexpectedly, tear off a handful of hair, and take it back to make a nest.

Everything is so familiar and serene, as if the memory is the beginning, the deepest part of the soul is inscribed.

"All the way, you see, the seashells are blooming!"

When I came back to my senses, I just saw the seashell flower in front of me, the light blue petals, the oval shape, the petals at the height of the stamen, and the fragrance of the spit, attracted butterflies and bees, and kept turning around it.

The seashell flower is my favorite flower, and it is also the largest flower I have ever seen in the tribe.

Around the Mother River, most of the wildflowers bloom as small as fingernails, rich in color, and there is everything, either only one color or multiple colors, scattered on the same flower bone.

In the spring, I like the blue weed, its color, like a clear and cloudless blue sky, pure and profound.

In the summer, I like wild yellow clouds, they are like clouds, they open one by one, stretching without end, weak and not feeling weak.

In autumn, the wild yellow cloud will produce red fruits, with granular seeds on the outside of the pulp, pick them, can be dried to make grain to eat, can also be mashed to make wine, and drink when the weather is cold.

In autumn, my favorite is the spicy chestnut, which is not a flower, but a tree, and the leaves of the tree will first turn golden yellow, and then from golden yellow to dark red in autumn.

The leaves of the spicy chestnut are light and round, and when they reach dark red, there is no water in the leaves, and when it falls, it can be collected and used for fire.

The leaves of spicy chestnuts are soft, and even if they turn red, they are flexible and elastic to the touch, and they are much easier to use than other wild grasses and leaves.

In winter, I don't have my favorite flowers, at this time, the time is always long, and the cattle and sheep raised will not be able to stand the cold and die, let alone people.

Every winter, it is a fierce life-and-death challenge, and the people in the tribe gather together to keep warm, and basically do not go out except when necessary.

At that time, everyone gathered around the coals, watching it, looking forward to it, praying. At this time, the only thing that can be called a flower is this spark, right?

I thought that for a long time to come, there would only be these repeated likes and hates, but I didn't expect that I could meet something else, an existence that allowed me to give up my life.

All the way, I met all the way.

When we first met, he was a little wolf, pure white, soft and lovely, and was given to me by Ah Tian, the son of the tribal patriarch.

He is very cunning, obviously he is a monster who has become a spirit, but he still looks like a little wolf, trembling and accompanying me.

At first, I didn't know that he had become a demon, so I just treated him as a wolf cub without a mother, milking him, coaxing him to tell stories, and carrying him to sleep.

At that time, there seemed to be something going on in the tribe, but what was the specific matter, Ah Da and Ah Niang would never talk to her face, but would only discuss secretly and quietly when she was asleep or leaving.

Although they were careful to avoid the children, people like me, Mina, and the other newly grown men and women in the tribe knew a little bit about it.

Some people say that it is the people of the tribe who discovered that outside the mountains and forests, there is also heaven and earth, that place, the water is fertile and the land is strong, and the ground is full of prey and edible food, and the reason why the patriarchs do not hold bonfires this year is to take everyone to migrate before winter comes.

It's a place that is not far away, but it is not near.

It was also said that in the days of their disappearance, they met other tribes, who were stronger and richer than us.

The big tribe wants us to merge into their tribe, and the reason why they let them come is also for this, if we don't agree, before winter comes, they will ride horses and carry weapons, and kill all the people of our tribe.

Now, the adults are hesitating, whether to run away or obediently?

These two rumors have formed two opposing situations between the young people of the tribe, and they are divided between men and women.

The boy thinks that it is the second possibility, and we need to arm ourselves and protect ourselves from being harmed.

Or, directly agree with the advice of the big tribes and merge with them.

Integration, it doesn't mean that we won't be beneficial, if we can become a big tribe, it means that they occupy the best survival base, with the most abundant water and land.

If we merge with them, then we won't have to be afraid of winter anymore.

Girls, on the other hand, are more inclined to discover new worlds, and it is best to be able to migrate to new worlds.

We have gone to a new world, with abundant water and rich land, as long as we are all industrious, then survival is not a problem.

It's better to still live together than to wander alone, right?

The argument was still in full swing, but on my way to deliver lunch to Ah Da, I met a group of men riding big horses and wearing black stone clothes.

They jumped down the hill with the horses with the long turquoise poles in their hands, and before they could reach me, they formed a circle and surrounded me in the middle.

At that moment, I was scared.

Ah Da They were cutting trees on the nearby hills, and I came alone, because I was accompanied all the way, Ah Niang felt that at noon, I would not encounter anything, plus the little wolf was by my side, and the beasts in the mountains and forests could also be avoided.

It's just that A-Niang didn't expect it, and what I didn't expect even more was that I met such a group of people.

His face was hidden behind the green stones, and there was only one pair of eyes, blue eyes, that stared at me with fierce eyes.

"Catch her!"

I heard familiar language, but their words made me scream in fear.

At that moment, all the horror stories came to mind, and I thought of what Amor and the others said, the story of the beast eating man.

These people are obviously more terrifying than the beasts that have become demons.

I can't live, can I? Are they going to catch me to eat?

As a result, the group did not touch me, and when I opened my eyes again, the people on the horse were all on the ground, and only the horses were still circling around the people on the ground.

In the midst of this chaos, there was only one person, standing with his back to me.

That was the first time I saw a humanoid all the way.