Seeing Leng Huo's hesitation, the deer tongue couldn't help but stuff it into Leng Huo's hand, "You were injured first, and then you were drenched in heavy rain, if you are hungry again, I am afraid that you will die soon." ”

Leng Huo's heart froze, and he didn't dare to shirk it.

[Well, after the injury is healed, shoot a few prey to repay them]

Thinking of this, he took a few sips of the cold fire can, and swallowed a large piece of meat by the way and chewed hard.

The hot soup runs down the throat and warms the whole body. The chill from the cold rain slowly disappeared. Only a few people were left behind to break down their prey, and the rest returned home with their families.

The houses of the Antlers tribe are equally simple, no different from the homes of Cold Fire in the Valley. This is normal, after all, the Kaolin people lack tools, and people can only use the most primitive means to build houses.

When everyone dispersed, Leng Huo realized that the fierce claw had not left. He smiled at Leng Huo, "Now that you're here, the Antlers Tribe is your home. Let's go, I'll take you to the ancestral hall to rest. ”

As he spoke, the claws led the way. As he walked, he pointed to something while pointing out things for Cold Fire, introducing the situation of the Antler tribe to Cold Fire. The Antler tribe got its name because of the clearing in the forest near the tribe. Where there is a lot of grass and the terrain is open, it is the favorite place of flying deer.

Therefore, the first choice of the Antler tribe when hunting is the flying deer. The tribe also likes to make ornaments with antlers, and over time, outsiders call them the antler tribe.

The Gaoling people, no matter how poor they are, the ancestral hall is a necessary building, and it is also the best building in the tribe. It is a symbol of the tribe.

People place their common property in the ancestral hall, and it is believed that after the death of the ancestors, their souls will continue to live in the ancestral hall, watching the rise and fall of their children and grandchildren.

This is the case, and the Antler tribe is no exception.

The ancestral hall of the Antler tribe is located next to the waterhole and is taller than the other houses. In addition, the ancestral hall has two wooden windows that can be propped up from the inside for ventilation.

Pushing open the door, the ancestral hall is clean and tidy, and there is no dust at all. The spears were neatly arranged on a wooden frame in the wall. Stone javelins leaned casually against the wall.

There is no one living in the ancestral hall, and naturally there will be no tables and benches, let alone beds. However, the Kaolin people are used to it. Fierce Claw casually pointed to the wall, "Cold fire, the conditions here are poor, I'll find someone to get some hay here, and you can lie here and rest." ”

"Don't move the things in the ancestral hall, I'll find someone to bring you food every day. After a pause, Talon smiled and said, "The Antlers Tribe welcomes Cold Fire to live here forever." We can help you build a house, and even my prettiest sister can marry you. ”

The cold fire is not unexpected. For any tribe, the more warriors, the better. Cold Fire is not the strongest of the Kaolin Clan, but he is the most daring.

Those who dare to challenge the tyrannosaurus alone and survive, just by virtue of this, the cold fire is worthy of the fierce claws to pull together. Leng Huo didn't refuse directly, "Let's talk about it when I heal from my injury." Whether I can survive tomorrow or not is a matter of two questions. ”

Talon smiled and turned to leave.

After a while, the rain stopped. Leng Huo stood in front of the window and saw a brilliant colored arc suddenly appear in the sky. "Rainbow. Leng Huo whispered to himself.

In the Antler Tribe, there are many children who jump out and point to the rainbow and shout, very excited. Seeing the energetic little children, the cold fire was in a better mood, and he grinned and recalled the happy times of the past.

Not long after, some women walked in with hay in their arms and spread the hay in the ancestral hall. While laying hay, these women peeked at Leng Huo, and snickered in a whisper, so that Leng Huo was not embarrassed.

[My sister who doesn't claw is also among them.] 】

Men of the Kaolin tribe are usually tall and unusually burly. But this is not the case with the women of the Gaoling tribe, they are about 1.8 meters tall, with a slender posture and a delicate appearance. However, the women of the Gaoling tribe are by no means easy to bully, they can hunt with spears, and go home to make soup, which can be said to be able to write and martial arts. Without the greatness of the Kaolin women, it would be impossible for the Kaolin to survive in the harsh conditions of the light rain forest.

After a while, Talon brought strips of cloth to re-bandage the wound for the cold fire, and at the same time, he also brought a set of dry clothes. Leng Huo can only accept the kindness together, looking forward to repaying the other party in the future.

That night, Leng Huo, who was lying in the haystack, only felt that his body was hot and cold, and gradually passed out. When he was in a daze, Leng Huo could feel someone walking around and talking something, but he couldn't hear anything, and he couldn't see anything.

When he woke up again, Leng Huo found that he was covered with a tiger skin, which was vaguely the one he had hunted, along with several layers of deer skin.

Getting up from the haystack, the cold fire was still a little weak, and he took a long breath, feeling that the wound was a little painful and a little itchy. Leng Huo knew that this time he had picked up a small life.

Leng Huo touched his belly, only to feel abnormally hungry. He walked out the door, the sun was shining outside, and the poplar trees in the distance stood like swords, like the most competent guards.

The breeze is blowing, and the branches and leaves are rattling. The green grass and trees, the beautiful blue sky, and the fluttering white clouds make people's mood inexplicably better.

Not far away, a group of children were playing with javelins. At this time, it is spring, and there is nothing to eat in the forest except wild vegetables. In the Antler tribe, only women go out to collect wild vegetables. Children just need to practice their hunting skills. In the Antler tribe, the most important hunting technique was javelin throwing.

In the Antler Tribe, the side near the cliff has always been empty, and it is the most popular place for children to play. Not far from the cliff, there is a clearing surrounded by a half-meter-high wooden pile. In the clearing, a group of half-grown children practice javelin throwing. Twenty meters in front of them, there were seven or eight leafy pellets as targets.

The turquoise leaves were gathered together by the vines, forming a clump, half-suspended in the air. The wind came and blew and they swayed. Because of the shaking, it is difficult to hit.

These kids practice javelins against targets that are constantly shaking.

It's not easy for kids to hit stationary targets, let alone the rocking of them. However, even if they miss nine out of ten, these children are still meticulous.

The flying deer are the main source of food for the Antler tribe, and this flying creature is almost impossible to catch with ordinary means. There was no better way for the Antlers tribe than to use javelins to project from afar. In this case, accuracy is an important factor in measuring a child's ability.

Cold Fire watched outside the stake for a moment, and then the children noticed it. They exchanged heads and whispered to each other, forgetting about practicing javelins.

The Gaoling people are not good at hypocrisy, these children think that their voices are very small, but in fact, they are as loud as thunder, and the cold fire ten meters away can be heard clearly, and even covering their ears can't block these brain-drilling magic sounds.