Mo Yi'er entered the shed and said in surprise: "Why haven't you slept yet?" ”

"I'm waiting for you, Leader Mo Yi'er, come over and eat! I've been busy now, hungry! Fuji Zhi sat up hurriedly and greeted Mo Yi'er. Luck was also busy bringing the warm food to Mo Yi'er, it was steaming, and he was very appetizing when he looked at it.

"Waiting for me? I'm so sorry, I just want to get it done sooner! Go to sleep, you're tired all day. Mo Yi'er took the food and smiled apologetically!

"Not tired at all! Now that I am well fed and warmly dressed, what is there to be tired of? The best! Luck spoke plainly, but he was satisfied. He had a faint smile on his face and looked very happy.

In the past, they had never been so comfortable in the caves of the Zhihua tribe in the cold weather, but they were slightly better than other tribes, so they would not freeze to death and starve to death.

The little pompom also lifted her eyelids at this time and glanced at Mo Yi'er, in more than an hour, she was about to suck the blood of the golden lion. These people don't sleep, but what's the matter?

Mo Yi'er gave him a reassuring look, and chatted with the clansmen while eating. After chatting for about ten minutes, Mo Yier persuaded them to sleep again, and said that if they slept well at night, they would be more energetic in doing things during the day.

The clansmen didn't say much, and went to sleep on the kang one after another.

Mo Yi'er also lay down in her place, and the little pom-pom was already leaning against the corner and closing her eyes to recuperate.

Gradually, the breathing of all the tribesmen became steady and long. Mo Yi'er knew that they were all asleep. Primitive people are good at this, they rarely have a lot on their minds, and the quality of sleep is good. So Mo Yi'er got up and walked out lightly. The little pom-pom that was in touch with her also quietly followed.

Not far from the shed, Mo Yi'er sucked the golden lion blood needed today, but she didn't go back to the shed immediately, but said: "Little pom-pom, let's go and take a look nearby!" Maybe tonight the spy will go out and meet the outsiders! ”

"Okay, let's take a look!" The little pom-pom agreed, and Mo Yi'er climbed on his back. When it flew up, the little pom-pom was a little annoyed: "I forgot to bring out the cloak to you, it's still very cold at night!" ”

"It's okay, I'm not cold at all!" Mo Yi'er also felt strange, she would still feel the cold of the snow a few days ago. Even if the sun rises in mid-sky, there will be a slight chill. It's not cold at all these two days, and I don't even need a cloak!

"Strong, I'll fly a little slower!" The little pompom flew at a low speed, not letting the cold wind blow Mo Yi'er. But where the back and Mo Yi'er are close to each other, Mo Yi'er's hypothermia can still be felt. He was not at ease: "Why don't we go back?" Let's wait until tomorrow when we wear a few more hides and come out, okay? ”

"Little pom-pom, I'm really not cold!" Mo Yi'er hurriedly explained. "I'm not stupid, am I going to freeze myself? Let's go over and have a look! Let's go to the place where the wolf's footprints were found that day! ”

Although the little pom-pom was not at ease, Mo Yier insisted, and he had no choice. I had to ask Man Ge for some herbs to ward off the cold tomorrow, so that Mo Yi'er could drink two more bowls.

The two of them flew in a short time to the place where the wolf's footprints were found, which was bare, with only some shadows of trees rubbing, and not half a human figure. Mo Yi'er glanced around a few times, and said, "Let's go and inspect all the sheds to see if there is anything suspicious." ”

But this time, they were disappointed, and the whole night was peaceful, and no clues were found.

After tossing a big circle, seeing that the sky was about to dawn, Mo Yi'er hurriedly returned to the shed with the little pom-pom, lay back and continued to sleep.

After all, it was not his own nest, and he didn't go with him so much when he slept, and when someone got up in the morning, Mo Yi'er was woken up by the slight movement. When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was Luck filling the stove with firewood.

"Woke you up?" Luck asked Mo Yi'er in an apologetic whisper.

"It's okay, I'm not too sleepy!" As she spoke, Mo Yi'er also got up. While she was washing, she looked at the busy Luck, who was boiling medicine for Fujishiba, who had not yet woken up.

Mo Yi'er smiled and asked, "Luck, did you boil the medicine for Fujizhi first when you woke up in the morning?" ”

"Yes, the witch doctor Mango commanded that this medicine should be drunk in the morning and in the evening!" Luck worked hard, even if he had to build a waterproof wall during the day, but he still didn't get up half a little late, delaying Fujishiba from drinking medicine.

"Why don't you let a woman boil the medicine for you? They spend the day in the shed, and they have more time than you! ”

"How's that going to work? I promised the witch doctor Bango! Luck looked like he was going to take care of Fujishiba as a matter of course, which made Mo Yi'er's smile deeper, but he didn't expect him to be so good to Fujizhi.

However, as far as Mo Yi'er knows, Luck used to have a woman. But in this primitive period when the relationship between men and women was casual, it was not a big deal, but I don't know if he still maintains a relationship with the original woman. Will he and Fujishiba take a step closer?

Just thinking about it, Luck's medicine boiled up, and Fujishiba woke up. Along with this, there was also the wind and dust servants who came from the small cave.

Suo Fanya also got up, and was startled when she saw Simla coming in a hurry: "Simola, why are you here so early?" Nothing is going on, is it? ”

"No......" Silkola gasped and smiled, reassuring the other worried people in the shed. In her hand, Simmola held a leather bag containing Mo Yi'er's animal skin clothes and some of her supplies and food. He was afraid that Mo Yi'er would have no clothes to change into, and he would be embarrassed to eat the food of the Zhihua tribe, so he hurried over early in the morning with his things!

When the clansmen in the shed saw these things, they understood that it was Simola who hung Mo Yi'er. They all laughed kindly, and the women were more envious.

The little pom-pom lifted his eyes, and sighed in his heart: Fortunately, there is a silk pull, compared to them, the little pom-pom is not so careful, otherwise he would not forget the jì cloak and go out last night.

Mo Yi'er and the others stayed on the altar until noon, and ordered the people who came to make boots to work, and cut out a lot of soles, before pulling back to the small cave with the small pompom and silk.

On the way, they did not go very fast, but talked as they went. Mo Yi'er asked Simara, "How did you get the size of the soles of the leaders Sang's feet?" ”

"It's easy, even if it's on the land, there will be footprints. I asked the leader Sang to do me a favor, and I walked around in a place where there were few people, and there were! ”

"I see!" Mo Yi'er thought, he really deserves to be his own man, and he is really smart. In this way, it is more accurate to compare it with the footprints in the snow. Mo Yi'er hurriedly took out the parchment roll and compared the footprints of the leader Sang and the snow......