The mountains and forests are full of dangers, and the most troublesome are all kinds of poisonous insects and flies, which are not as powerful as wild beasts, but they are better than their small size and agility. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The tribesmen who have grown up in this environment all year round don't take these little things very seriously, except for some poisonous ones that need attention, the tribesmen basically don't care whether there are blood-sucking flies or a few parasitic reptiles on their bodies.

Life is not easy, where is the spirit to care about those who have and don't?

But this is a bitter thing for Xiao Ming, who was hit by Brother Qin's bullets.

In my previous life, I couldn't say that I was pampered, and I still had the money to buy insecticides by lighting a mosquito coil. But following Lang Chi all the way, he can endure it during the day. At night, it was deafening, and for a while I felt like I was wearing a mosquito helmet, and for a while I felt like I had fallen into an ant's nest.

Flying in the ears and crawling on the body. There's a lot of everything.

The last time he went out, because there was an important task to decide where he would stay, Xiao Ming hadn't noticed this, but this time when he went out, his mood was relaxed, and he became hypocritical......

Lang Chi did bring dregs that could repel insects. The black stuff was somehow produced with a strong pungent smell and was sprinkled around in a circle, but Lang Chi told him that it was just stopping the poisonous insects and flies from escaping in.

Xiao Ming wanted to cry without tears, let alone get a good night's sleep, especially when he later thought that the remnants of Teramir's memory in his body were like ghosts, and sometimes he came out uncontrollably. This made him feel even worse!

He even felt that the treatment of going out this time was not as good as the cave he slept in when he came out last time. Because of the powerful aura of the steel-backed beast, there was really no mosquito harassment in that cave. Of course, if you woke up the next day without the steelback chasing you, the last jungle adventure hunt would have been perfect......

Maybe it's because the climate has been hotter recently, or maybe it's because the so-called regular hunting route that followed Langchi this time is not very scientific.

In short, the hypocritical Xiao Ming felt that after a few days, the number of mosquitoes was simply amazing, and it was increasing day by day, which was annoying.

"When is this day going to be the end?"

Xiao Ming complained again.

He and Lang Chi had come out of the Ice Bow tribe and had spent seven nights in the mountains and forests. Naturally, he hunted a lot of prey along the way, and also picked some medicinal herbs, as well as a lot of minerals that he didn't know, according to Lang Chi, the tools used for hunting in the tribe were made of stones of different shapes and disorders.

The harvest of these seven days is now taken place at resting points along the hunting route. When they return, they are to take them with them.

Or it is also possible that during this time, something happens in the tribe, whether happy or sad, and one or two hunting teams will urgently come out, and they will also bring back their harvest by the way.

Those prey have markings made by Lang Chi on them. Moreover, according to Lang Chi, there have been no incidents of prey impersonation in the Icebow Tribe. Because if this kind of thing happens, both parties will have a loss of integrity and reputation, whether they are right or wrong.

In this regard, Xiao Ming could only secretly say in his heart that most of Lang Chi and these tribesmen were too naïve.

I think when he sold pork back then, who had never seen it?

......

At this time, after these seven days and nights of calling the earth and the earth to be spiritual, praying for Brother Qin and Brother Qin to ignore it, Xiao Ming's mentality was much better. No matter how anxious you are, it's useless.

Besides, he thought that since Brother Qin had taken such great pains to throw himself into this other world, he could bear to be bitten by mosquitoes, but he would definitely not watch himself being ghosted, and there would definitely be a solution to this residual memory of Teramir!

What's more, he vaguely remembered that if he hadn't heard it wrong, Brother Qin had said in his message to himself that he wanted to save the world.

Thinking about it like this, most of his heart was relieved: "Without me, who will save the world?"

So, the previous repeat and repeat, from the age of three or four, Xiao Ming, a pork seller who grew up watching this domestic Ling Ling paint, came back again.

"Uncle Chi, don't you really have the slightest feeling about having a bunch of flies buzzing in your ears all day long?"

Seeing that Lang Chi did not move, Xiao Ming continued to speak. His name is Uncle Lang Chichi, this title is commonplace, and he is also to give the other party respect, and the other party really has nothing to say to him, and helps him carry a lot of things.

Although Lang Chi didn't know what the title of uncle meant, as a primitive person with a weak nature, he didn't care much about it.

"If you can't even stand this little suffering, then how can you avenge the Hanging Stone Tribe?"

Lang Chi replied, and threw down such a sentence without turning his head, Lang Chi is always conscientious and cautious in the mountains and forests. Xiao Ming has forgotten that it is the first time he has heard this sentence, in short, whenever he complains about something, the other party will use this sentence to come back eight times out of ten.

Xiao Ming could only be speechless about this.

You can't leave a sentence with others: This revenge, Lao Tzu will not revenge!

He felt that if he dared to say it, Lang Chi would dare to abolish him!

After seven days of getting along, Xiao Ming had vaguely known that Langchi and the Hanging Stone Tribe did have a close relationship. But Lang Chi, who was very tight-lipped, never let Xiao Ming know the details of this relationship.

Xiao Ming really couldn't understand what was there to hide about this kind of thing, could it be that the primitive tribesmen were like this?

Xiao Ming, who complained to no avail, had no choice but to bury his head and continue walking, the nameless internal qi in his body was always running, and whenever the internal qi had some reply, he would draw ~ a part of it to block the harassment of mosquitoes. However, this part is really limited and pitiful for his Xiaocheng's total internal qi, because he needs to save enough strength to deal with unexpected situations that may occur at any time in the mountains and forests.

However, despite this, his unremitting operation and cultivation of internal qi still made his already small internal qi more stable, more convenient to use, and even made a lot of progress.

Not long after, just as Xiao Ming was carefully crossing the restored internal qi around his ears and all over his body, the Lang Chi in front of him suddenly stopped!

Xiao Ming was stunned at the time, and then reacted quickly.

The internal qi used to block the external noise by the ears is all dissipated, and a small amount of internal qi is transferred to the joints of the whole body, and then a small part is divided into a small part to make the internal qi barrier on the body more condensed, and then the whole body is tense, the body is down, the breathing slows down and becomes lighter, the eyes shoot ~ out of the essence, the ears move slightly, constantly receiving all kinds of information from the outside world, and his right hand has been put into the animal skin bag behind him, touching a spearhead, the wooden stick in his left hand is held tightly, and the whole person is ready to go!

Lang Chi stood quietly for a while.

As if he had suddenly thought of something, he turned around and looked at Xiao Ming behind him.

"Follow me these days, you should be inspired. Looks like a quick response, quick and nice. Do you think the Ice Bow Tribe is still used to using these hunting supplies? It should be similar to what you used in the Weeping Stone Tribe before. After all, they are all the same shape, and there may be a slight deviation from the relationship between the creators. ”

Xiao Ming stared at Lang Chi for a long time.

Why did he suddenly feel that Lang Chi, who had said so many things, was a little abnormal?

So he pinched the stone spearhead in his hand.

I recalled in my mind that when I killed pigs before, I had the feeling of having a knife in the world.

"These things...... The feeling of hand ~ is still a little close. ”

Xiao Ming muttered, his expression a little confused.