The lion and his men gave chase, and the group waved their weapons and shouted, "Kill them, kill them and sacrifice them to the gods." ”

This forest is where they have been crawling in it since they were children, and they can know where each tree grows with their eyes closed, and they don't have to identify the road at all, and they will soon catch up with the sneak attack of the gang.

Yao Xiaoqing listened to the shouting behind him, suddenly thought of a plan, took out a flashlight and turned around violently, aiming at the chasing crowd of the Shenmu tribe.

The irradiated place is like daylight. In the dark forest, there was a sudden dazzling light like the sun, which frightened the lion and his subordinates on the spot.

The beam of light shone on the lion's face, and the bright light pierced their eyes, and one of them fell to his knees with a "poof", shouting, "God forgive sins!" God forgives! ”

The lion snorted, "The mountain demon is coming, the mountain demon is coming......

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" a few times, the stone in Yao Xiaoqing's hand flew out with a few "bang, bang, bang" a few times, hitting the body of several people running in front, she turned around and rushed to Mu Feng and Dashi who came back to pick her up, and shouted: "Go!" ”

Only then did the people of the Shenmu tribe come to their senses, and when they looked up, they saw that the people in front of them had disappeared.

After a "go", the dazzling light was gone, and the voice was crisp and loud, obviously a woman's voice.

The lion's eyes widened suddenly, glaring angrily at the direction of Yao Xiaoqing's escape, "Yao Shanbu ......" before he finished shouting, he clutched his chest and fell to the ground.

The person who came to his senses grabbed a tree, climbed up, and hissed angrily in the direction of Yao Xiaoqing's escape: "Jackal of the Yaoshan tribe, we will not let you go." The sound was like the buzzing of mosquitoes.

He looked down at the lion on the ground and asked, "Chief, what's wrong with you?" ”

The cow lay on the ground and said weakly: "Yasam, the leader is injured, and my leg has been smashed by something." ”

Yashu stabilized his mind and helped him up to sit on the ground, "Let's carry the leader back first, let Wu heal his wounds, and you guys take your time later." ”

"Okay." Niu Yingdao.

A few uninjured men stepped forward and carried the lion back to the tribe with him.

Yashu shouted at the fire: "Wu, the leader is injured, show the leader." ”

The fire followed the two into the cave, and when he saw the lion lying on the skin of the animal, his knees swollen high, he touched it, and said to the yasmo, "Turn him over, he, his wound is in the back." ”

The two of them hurriedly turned him over and lifted the hide, only to see two thumb-sized bloody holes in his back, still bleeding.

Yashu looked at the fire anxiously and shouted, "Wu, you quickly apply medicine to the leader!" He looked at the lion's blood-stained back in horror, and after so much blood, would he die?

Fire glanced at him, got up and walked out without a sound.

The people of the mountain potato and the tribe looked at the unconscious lion and fell a large stone in their hearts. There are many dead and wounded warriors in the tribe, and the witch is almost gone, if the leader is gone, what should the Shenmu tribe do?

After a while, he came in with a ball of mashed herbs and applied it to the lion's wound.

Yashu looked at the pale lion worriedly, "Wu, the leader will wake up soon!" ”

After the fire was half-sounded, he said, "No, I don't know, I want to, it depends on the will of the gods." ”

Sweet potato looked at him and begged, "Wu, go and see, those wounded warriors!" ”

Huo stood up and said coldly: "I don't need you to talk too much, I don't need you to talk too much, I, I've already seen it." With that, he turned around and walked out.

Another warrior asked, "Yamava, why is the witch's tone so impulsive?" ”

Yashu said sadly: "Dawu is dying, he is sad." ”

Huo went to the cave next to him, looked at the witch lying on the animal skin, leaned down beside him, reached out and touched his hand, only to see that it was already a sweet potato.

"Father, father......" Huo cried silently, tears kept falling. His father is gone, and the first sacrifice has become like that again, and he will not let himself go.

Big Eminem walked into the cave and squatted beside the fire, patting his vest, "Fire! Your father is gone, and something happened to you at your first sacrifice. He hates your father so much, he won't let us go. ”

Huo wiped away his tears and looked up at her, "Ah, mother, I won't give him a chance or a chance to attack us." ”

He looked at the clay pots in the corner, stood up and walked to the front of the clay pots, and looked at them for a while.

After a few moments, he felt a mass of dark brown from a clay pot and held it tightly in his hand. Glancing at the weeping grandmother, she went to the cave where the herbs were stored, sharpened a small piece with a stone knife and put it on the skin, crushed it with a stone pestle, and poured it into a wooden bowl.

He went back and lifted the clay pot, poured some water into it, stirred it, and went to the lion's cave with it, and let the yasca be fed to the lion to drink.

The fire came out of the lion's cave and returned to his father's cave, and after changing the black witch robe for him to put on, he asked the big Eminem to call two warriors in and carry the witch to the open space outside.

He held a wooden staff around the body of the witch, chanted prayers, and begged the gods to take his messenger back to heaven to serve the gods.

After the sacrifice, he went to pray for the dead warriors, and asked the witch and the dead warriors to be lifted up and walked towards the burial pit of the Shenmu tribe.

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Yao Xiaoqing and Da Shi ran to the opposite side of the mountain, and saw that no one was chasing after them.

Everyone stopped, and Mu Feng stepped forward and patted Yao Xiaoqing, "You girl, stop suddenly, scare me to death." ”

Dashi said angrily: "Yes! Xiaoqing, you should talk to us. ”

Yao Xiaoqing smiled: "I want to tell you, it won't have that effect." ”

He patted his chest, "Fortunately, Xiaoqing brought a divine light and bluffed the people of the Shenmu tribe." ”

"Divine light," the leopard looked curiously at the silver thing in Yao Xiaoqing's hand, "Xiaoqing, is this what emits divine light?" ”

"Yes, this is given to Xiaoqing by the gods." Mu Feng looked at him proudly and said.

Yao Xiaoqing glanced at him and handed him the flashlight, "Leopard, do you want to take a look?" ”

"No," said the leopard, waving his hand, "the gods will condemn it." ”

Yao Xiaoqing turned on the weak light of the flashlight, and the forest instantly lit up, "Uncle Dashi, let's go first, the Shenmu tribe understands that they will catch up and seek revenge on us." ”

Dashi waved his hand and said, "Let's go." ”

The group rushed for two or three hours, and when they saw that no one was chasing them, they climbed to the tree and slept against the trunk. As soon as the sky was bright, several people continued to hurry back to the Yaoshan tribe.

Ah Chunbo, who was on guard, saw a few people, and happily shouted down the mountain: "Come back!" Xiaoqing, they're back! ”

The man who was fertilizing the pumpkin at the bottom of the hill heard the shouts and rushed towards the gate.

Yaohu looked at the exhausted few people, and said with a smile: "It's good to come back, are you hungry?" ”

Yao Xiaoqing smiled and nodded, "Hungry!" Hungry and sleepy! ”

Yaohu smiled: "There is food to prepare!" Let's go back and eat. ”

Yao Xiaoqing nodded, and a group of people walked back happily.

(End of chapter)