Everyone talked and discussed until the sun was setting in the west. Mo Yi'er shouted to stop, and everyone hid at the foot of the mountain after eating dried meat to supplement their bodies, preparing to set off as soon as it was dark.

I don't know if it's God's help, but this night it was dark clouds and the moon, and I couldn't see anything clearly on the snowy land. Under the command of Mo Yi'er, this group of clansmen blended into the night and marched towards the mountain like ghosts.

In fact, the night helped them, and at the same time created obstacles for them. If you can't see the scenery clearly, it will be much more difficult to walk in this night. Mo Yi'er asked everyone to take off the white animal skins that they had covered during the day, and then lined up behind her, while at the front of the line was a small pom-pom exploring the way, and at the back was a formation by Bang Ge and Xue Bai.

Everyone only needs to see the previous one who is close at hand, so that no one is separated.

The road is difficult, but they are not afraid of hardship or tiredness, and everyone sweats in the cold night. In order to be able to hit the outsiders, they are happy to do it. Fortunately, this mountain is not as high as the Mountain of Human Faces, and in more than three hours, they reached the halfway point of the mountain.

Mo Yi'er ordered to stop and rest, and replenish the body. When you're thirsty, grab a handful of undusty snow and stuff it directly into your mouth. The clansmen have long been accustomed to this, and they do not feel bitter! At such a moment, Mo Yi'er, like others, held a handful of clean snow and put it in her mouth.

The snow is a little cool, I don't know if it's a psychological effect, and it's a little sweet.

A man named Tart Ka sat two or three meters away from Mo Yi'er, he was very burly, and his tense muscles were wrapped in thick animal skins, giving people a very heavy feeling. Mo Yi'er remembered that he used to follow Sterstra from time to time and was one of his cronies. Stella once joked that Tartkar was the heaviest man in the tribe.

In primitive societies, there were few fat people, more people with burly bodies and tight muscles. Don't look chubby, the Barron leader is also a muscle all over his body! The man in front of him, called Tartka, is about 1.9 meters long, and he should weigh more than 200 pounds by eyesight. He sat on the snow and grabbed a handful of snow directly from behind him to eat. Because of his health, he needed to replenish more water, and a handful of snow was not enough for him to quench his thirst, so he grabbed a second handful. Maybe it was because I was tired, or maybe I was careless, and while catching the snow, I leaned back and lay directly on the snow.

It's nothing, and if they don't have to hurry, they can rest in the snow. But as soon as Tartka lay on his back on the snow, he jumped up with a scream.

Mo Yi'er shouted unhappily: "What's wrong?" Didn't you say try not to make a sound? The exclamation of the tart card just now was a little loud, especially in this quiet snowy night.

Tart Ka hurriedly covered her mouth and apologized to Mo Yi'er: "Leader Mo Yi'er, I didn't mean to, it's just that my back hurt from something in the snow chromium!" ”

Another man named Seymour next to him lowered his voice and laughed: "Tartka, you're not a woman, are you going to jump up when you giggle?" Ha ha! ”

Tart glared at Seymour fiercely and said, "I didn't mean to, hmph, this broken stone is really annoying!" So saying, Tartka sat down again where he had just been sitting, and dug up the chromium stone with his hand, ready to throw it away to vent his anger.

It wasn't shallowly buried, except for a sharp water chestnut pointing upwards to the heavy tart card. He touched the sharp spot in three or two clicks and pulled it out, but he didn't expect that after trying a few times, he didn't pull it out.

Seymour glanced at the tart card with a flushed face, and smiled: "It's just a stone, what are you fighting it with?" ”

"Huh? How doesn't this look like a stone? Tartka didn't bother with Seymour this time, but realized that the touch in his hand was not a stone, so he peeled off all the snow around the thing, revealing a black thing. Unfortunately, it was too dark for him to see clearly. Then he beckoned to Seymour on the side: "Come and help me see, what is this?" ”

When Seymour came to look, he saw that it was so dark that he couldn't tell what it was. He disagreed: "It's nothing to look at, it's not just a stone!" ”

Mo Yi'er was not interested in this kind of thing, but she didn't find any creatures on this mountain, which made her feel strange, so she also leaned in to take a look. Her eyesight was much better than the others, and she could still make out in the dark. This thing is definitely not a stone, but a ...... Looks like bison horn or something.

This discovery surprised Mo Yi'er, could it be that the animals had run halfway up the mountain? It is important to know that bison and other creatures are used to living in the flat grasslands, and occasionally small groups with some characteristics will hang out in the jungle. There are very few people who come up to the mountains like this, could it be that the bison hibernate in the mountains? Mo Yi'er was thundered by her own thoughts, how is this possible?

However, first of all, let's find out whether this thing is good for bison horns.

After talking to a few clansmen, everyone quietly gathered around and began to dig.

Bison are generally larger, and it doesn't take long for them to dig up the hard carcass of what looks like bison horns. Mo Yi'er took a look, isn't this really a bison? Mo Yi'er wouldn't be stupid enough to think that this big guy was really hibernating under the snow!

The other clansmen didn't think much about it, but laughed. It is said that this bison was sent for free, and it must be the favor of the gods! When the campfire can be lit, the bison can be roasted and eaten.

Although the bison is dead, the meat is frozen and not dried, which makes them happy after eating the jerky for a long time!

Mo Yi'er stopped them and told them that this kind of food of unknown origin should not be eaten casually. Although the snow is cold, these wild animals in primitive societies have rough skin and thick meat, and they have long been accustomed to these perverted weather, and they rarely freeze to death. And they fell to death in the snow in such a daze, who knows if there is something strange about it?

Although the clansmen couldn't understand Mo Yi'er's thoughts, they were all obedient and obedient!

After resting, Mo Yi'er led the clan to continue climbing the mountain. This time, she also paid special attention to the conditions on the mountain, such as the trees, such as the touch of the snow under her feet, such as whether there were any dead animals, and it was best to find live animals, so that Xuebai could ask them what was going on on the mountain.

But they walked for more than an hour, and they didn't get anything more. It seems that the bison was just an accident! Just when Mo Yi'er lost confidence and felt that she would not find anything more, she heard a faint 'crackling' sound in her ears! This is the sound of dry wood burning, could it be that someone has lit a bonfire around here? Who could it be?