Yao Xiaoqing untied the strap on the dagger set, tied it to the outside of her thigh, and walked out with a steel cup and kettle in her hand. I went to the stream and washed the pots and kettles, spoons, bowls, and chopsticks. Seeing that the place was full of wild vegetables, he plucked some green shepherd's cabbage and washed it, carried the water and the pot, and called the golden retriever to go back.

When I went back and saw that the rice in the pot was boiling, I thought about taking out the salt bag and tearing it open a little salt in the pot, stirring it in the pot with a spoon a few times, and watching the white rice grains tumbling in the pot.

I added a few sticks of wood to the fire beside him, and saw the golden retriever lying a few steps away from the fire, squinting and falling asleep.

Turning his head to look at the father and son lying on a thin layer of hay, he thought: In the past, there were animal skins on the ground to block the moisture, but now there is not even a single fur, and people can't stand sleeping on the ground for a long time, so it seems that they have to find a way to build a few beds.

The fragrance of rice porridge wafted out, Xiaoqing took a spoon and stirred it a few times, and a smell of rice wafted in the cave, and the thick rice porridge with a layer of rice oil was already boiled.

Put the wild vegetables into the pot, stir a few times, and mix a little tender green in the white, which makes people have a great appetite when they look at it.

He took the pot down, put the kettle on it and began to boil the water, and took the pot to the corner where Yaohu and Mu Feng slept.

Mu Feng, who smelled the fragrance, opened his eyes and looked at her with glowing eyes, "Xiaoqing, it's so fragrant!" ”

Yao Xiaoqing smiled and said, "Incense!" Get up, eat, and sleep. ”

"Incense, the food given by the gods is different." Yaohu and Mu Feng sat up.

Yao Xiaoqing took the bowl and spoon, scooped a bowl of porridge, put the spoon into the bowl, and served it to Yaohu, "You eat first, and then I will scoop it for Ah Da." ”

When Mu Feng served the porridge, Yao Xiaoqing found that Yao Hu didn't know how to use the spoon, so he picked up the wooden spoon in the pot with a smile and made a gesture of drinking porridge: "You see, this is how the spoon is used."

Yaohu clumsily scooped a spoon of porridge and slowly put it into his mouth, a soft and glutinous salty fragrance filled his mouth, and the silky rice porridge slid into his throat and down, and a warm feeling came to his heart.

Yaohu looked at Yao Xiaoqing, "Xiaoqing, you are also hungry, you can eat too." ”

"I'm not hungry, I've eaten."

Mu Feng drank a bowl of porridge in three or two sips, "It's delicious!" Delicious! Xiaoqing, did you go to the Wuxian tribe to exchange salt? ”

Yao Xiaoqing shook his head with a smile, and added another bowl to him: "There is salt in the bag given by the gods, and I put a little in it." ”

Yaohu patted Mu Feng, "You've eaten it, but my sister hasn't eaten it yet." ”

Mu Feng hurriedly handed her the bowl, "Sister eat." ”

"I'm not hungry, you eat, I'll go and chop some wood and come back, there are wild beasts in the night."

Yaohu nodded, "You're in the forest outside, don't go far." ”

Yao Xiaoqing nodded, poured boiling water into the thermos pot, packed up the pots and bowls and hid them in the hole, carried the thermos pot on his back, and walked towards the entrance of the cave with the sapper shovel, and the golden retriever immediately followed.

One person and one monkey walked outside the cave, Yao Xiaoqing turned around and covered the entrance of the cave with vines, and walked towards the forest on the left with the golden retriever.

The golden retriever ran away without a trace when he entered the forest, and Yao Xiaoqing cut down a dead tree, dragged it back to the entrance of the cave and put it back into the forest.

Yao Xiaoqing picked up more than a dozen ash bags in the forest and wrapped them in leaves, which has the effect of clearing heat, detoxifying and stopping bleeding.

I also found a few prunella grasses and took them and walked deeper into the woods.

Look carefully at the vines that wrap around the trees, looking for familiar rhizomes.

The green peach-shaped leaves on a canopy of vines in front caught Yao Xiaoqing's attention.

"Foot plank." Yao Xiaoqing ran over and carefully shoveled away the soil at the base of the foot board with a shovel, and after ten minutes, a short fat foot board with two toes thicker than her arm was exposed.

Yao Xiaoqing happily took it out of the soil and weighed it, estimated to be two or three catties.

After more than an hour of shaving, more than a dozen foot boards were dug up.

Yao Xiaoqing cut some vines and knotted them, knotted them in a net, put up the foot boards, and put the ash bag and prunella grass in it.

I buried the severed footboard.

I found that this thin rattan is particularly flexible, and I thought about going back and weaving a back pocket to make it easier to hold things. He cut a large bundle of thick and thin ones, and then cut a bundle of branches and tied them up, and took up the net pocket and dragged the vine branches back.

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In the forest by the brook appeared, a dark-skinned, somewhat protruding forehead, looking like a short, stout man who had not fully evolved, and a pair of thief eyes looked around in the woods looking for something.

Hearing the rustling sound, the man saw Yao Xiaoqing with a smile on his face from the forest.

Licking his thick lips, he smiled lewdly, and ran out to stop in front of her. looked at her obscenely, "Isn't this our little green sister!" Your father and Mu Feng are okay! Xiaoqing, brother, I will help you beg the beaver leader to take you back to the tribe, as long as you are obedient......"

Yao Xiaoqing saw his lewd eyes, and wanted to vomit in disgust, and immediately remembered that this lewd man's name was Dawu, and he was one of the doglegs of the fire beaver.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Daou looked at herself in a daze, thinking that she was moved, and rubbed her dirty hands with a lewd smile, "Come, Brother will be good to you, will give you food......"

Yao Xiaoqing put down the bag and vine branches in his hand, clenched the shovel, looked at him coldly, and shouted, "Get out." ”

"Do you think you're still the woman of the chief's house? Your mother and brother are dead. Dawu walked over to her with a grin, and pounced on her with outstretched arms.

Yao Xiaoqing dodged behind him and kicked him on the waist, and he staggered a few steps to stabilize his body.

"The woman of the Yaohu family, you are looking for death." Dawu turned to look at Yao Xiaoqing, revealing a murderous gaze, and waved his fist towards Yao Xiaoqing.

Dawu is worthy of being a man who hunts in the mountains and forests all year round, and his strength and movements are quite fast.

Yao Xiaoqing didn't dare to fight him, dodged a punch, grabbed the sapper shovel and slashed at him, Dawu treated Yao Xiaoqing as the meat on the board, thinking that she was still the reckless girl before, thinking that the dark and shiny thing in her hand was the same as the power of the stone knife.

He didn't even have the idea of dodging, he stretched out his big palm and grabbed Yao Xiaoqing, and the shovel slashed at his bear paw, "Ah... Ahh

"I'll kill you......" The pain didn't make him retreat, but instead made him go berserk, shouting and pulling out a stone knife and quickly stabbing Yao Xiaoqing's throat.

Yao Xiaoqing hurriedly raised his head to dodge, and the stone knife grazed Yao Xiaoqing's cheek, leaving a blood groove.

Dawu missed, raised his knife and stabbed her again, quickly and ruthlessly.

Yao Xiaoqing raised the sapper shovel and stabbed at him with all his might, Dawu grabbed the handle of the shovel, and a fanatical smirk appeared in his eyes, "Good thing! ”

Yao Xiaoqing pulled out the dagger with his left hand, stabbed it into his heart with force, pulled it out forcefully, blood gushed out like a spring, and Dawu fell to the ground with his eyes glazed.

Yao Xiaoqing looked at Dawu, who was lying on the ground and bleeding, and inserted the dagger into the sleeve.

With trembling hands, he held the sapper shovel tightly, and his lips spurted: "In this world, either he dies or you die." ”

Yao Xiaoqing held back the fear in his heart, kept taking deep breaths, and finally calmed down after more than a dozen breaths, looked around, and dragged Dawu's body towards the cliff on the left.