Huwa didn't think much about it, and he wouldn't do complex reasoning at his age, he just saw the simplest facts. The property of the primitive tribes is always in a state of extreme scarcity, and nothing is excessive, even if you can barely save it, you can take it out and exchange it for other things. Only when everyone can come up with more and better things can we have a better guarantee for survival and life.

Li Qingshui, who was in the distance, heard his words and couldn't help but secretly approve. The truth that the tiger baby saw may not be applicable to everything in Li Qingshui's opinion, but it is completely correct in this matter. If you think that you have more with others, and you think that you have more with others, then you should follow the trend.

Spring goes to autumn, time gradually passes another three years, and the tiger baby is eight years old. When he finally stepped from the first realm to the second realm, it was also Li Qingshui who first discovered it, and the tiger baby encountered the first crisis test after coming to Lu Village in the wilderness.

During these three years, the occasional disputes between the tribes in the wilderness were resolved, and the tribes also established a foothold in the central valley, and more and more exchanges and integrations between people increased. Wakayama was often absent from the village and spent a lot of time in that valley, and the people of Lu Village also built houses there as strongholds, and sent people to take turns guarding them.

Although Huahai Village and Lu Village have not yet merged into one tribe as they did many years later, and the newly opened fields have not yet been connected, they are much closer than they were three years ago, and intermarriage between the two villages is more frequent. The eight-year-old tiger baby is much taller than three years ago, and her body is much stronger, but it is not as strong as other strong men.

The azure rattan ring that has accompanied him since he was a child was already a little tight on his feet and neck, and he was taken off and worn on his wrist, which was still a little loose, but it was not slippery. The patriarch Shan Ye is often not in the village, and now he rarely leads the team to hunt, and the person who leads the hunting team in Lu Village has been replaced by Bo Zhuang, who still carries a pan gourd every time he goes out to hunt.

On this day, Shan Ye and Pan Gu are not in the village, and the weather is also gloomy, just like the rain that never falls, which makes people panic, as if they are uncomfortable, but they can't tell where it is uncomfortable. The tiger baby felt very bored inexplicably, and the person couldn't keep up the spirits, and didn't go out to play, so she rested early.

In the middle of the night, the tiger baby had a very rare clear dream. In his dream, he could see nothing but darkness, and instead of being afraid, he felt hunger, thirst, and pain.

After dawn, there was a light rain in the mountains, and after the rain, the clouds cleared and the air was unusually fresh, and a rainbow hung in the mountains. The tiger baby ate the swan eggs and swan meat sent by Huahai Village again, and felt refreshed inexplicably, the uncomfortable feeling had completely disappeared, and he ran out of the swan to play again.

The tiger baby walked across the wooden bridge, through a small area of newly opened hemp forest and soybean fields, and left the mountain road into the grassy jungle. This place is between Lu Village and Huahai Village, although it is also a primeval jungle, but there are few fierce beasts, and it is a relatively safe area, but occasionally there are dangers.

Tiger babies often go back and forth between Huahai Village and Lu Village, and eight-year-old children can't always walk honestly on mountain roads, and occasionally go to the mountains and forests to explore. There are beans in this mountain forest, which are seeds sown by the tribesmen at will, so that they can be planted in the wild and harvested. And soybeans often attract pheasants to peck at them.

The tiger baby saw a pheasant flapping its wings and flying over on the mountain road, so she ran into the mountain forest from behind. On his shoulder was a sackcloth bag stuffed with treasures he had collected since childhood—several stones like eggs. The tiger baby's eyesight is very good, and through the shadow of the tree, she can accurately capture the flight trajectory of the pheasant, and find a way in the dense forest to feel the past.

The pheasant rested on a branch, and the tiger baby approached quietly, trying not to make a sound, with the help of the cover of the tree not to be seen by the pheasant, and at the same time close to the downwind position. An eight-year-old child is not yet able to participate in the village's hunting procession, and he learns all of these things naturally, or may be imitating Pang. Pan Gu has long been the number one hunting master in Lu Village, and often plays with Tiger Baby, who has seen with her own eyes how Pan Gu hunts pheasants.

Several feet away, the tiger baby felt out a stone and threw it hard. The egg-like stone made a beautiful trajectory in the mountain forest, hitting the wing base of the pheasant accurately. The pheasant had one wing broken off and flapped the other wing and struggled to fall into the bushes.

The tiger baby did not immediately run over to pick up the prey, and at the moment after the stone hit the pheasant, an arrow suddenly flew from the opposite direction, and instead of hitting the pheasant, it grazed the falling stone in the air, and a string of sparks refracted out, and flew down to the cliff outside the forest. The tiger baby shouted in the direction where the arrow was fired, "Who is it? You almost shot me!"

The tiger baby's perception was already very keen, but he had just sneaked over from another direction, and his attention was all on the pheasant. And the man was already lurking in the bushes, and he was far away from him, so he didn't notice it. The arrow suddenly shot out from the opposite side, and the tiger baby learned to judge the trajectory of the arrow's flight since she was a child, and saw that this arrow could not hit the pheasant.

Huwa didn't blame the other party, and the other party shouldn't have noticed him, it was just an accident, but he was really taken aback. At this time, a person also jumped out of the bushes, and was running quickly to the place where the pheasant fell, and he was startled when he heard the voice of the tiger baby, and stood still and turned around and shouted in surprise: "Why are you!"

Huwa also recognized this person, it was the "monkey" of Huahai Village, this person had deceived the people of Lu Village three years ago, and was identified by him in public, and was later punished by Huahai Village according to clan rules. Huwa replied, "It turns out that you are hunting pheasants here, and your arrow just now did not hit the pheasant, but it almost hit me." ”

In the past few years, the tiger baby often went to Huahai Village to play, and the villagers liked him very much, only the more the monkey looked at him, the more unpleasant it became. Since that humiliating incident, the people of the tribe have not had a good face for the monkey, and usually they only assign him heavy work such as cultivating fields in the mountains, and there is no benefit to be embezzled.

What is obtained from collective hunting and gathering must be given to the collective distribution of the clan, and not allowing the monkey to participate is to distrust him, but this is no wonder to others.

The monkey was not only tied to the stones in Lu Village and exposed to the sun for a day, but after returning to Huahai Village, he was severely beaten with rattan by the patriarch Gu Xin, making the clan ashamed and admonished. After the punishment was over, the matter was over, but for the monkey, the pain was not over, he lost the trust of his people, and it was difficult for him to have the opportunity to get more benefits.

When the clan distributes things, he always can't get the best share. In the past three years, he has never eaten swan eggs, let alone swan meat, and the tribesmen will not call him when they go out to pick swan eggs. What's even more depressing is that Huwa, a child from another village, has a whole swan egg to eat every time, and can often eat swan meat.

Yesterday, Huahai Village organized the clansmen to pick up a lot of swan eggs and hunt a few swans. Today, the Gu Xin patriarch took people to Lu Village and sent eggs and meat to the tiger baby, but the monkeys didn't get any of them.

Of course, the monkey regretted that he had done something like that, which had never happened before in the tribe. But he often thinks that if it weren't for the little cub Tiger Baby who pointed out himself, he wouldn't have to suffer these sins. When the monkey saw the tiger baby, he always had a feeling that the child had eaten the swan meat and eggs that should have been given to him, and also took away the pleasure that should have belonged to him.

Today the people went to do something else, and he was assigned to dig a field on the hillside. The monkey was also greedy, and quietly took out the best bow and arrow in the tribe from the storehouse, and ran to hunt pheasants in the mountains and forests below. If he was lucky enough to hunt it, he would quietly find a place to roast and eat it, and then clean his mouth and put his bow and arrows back quietly, and no one would know what to do.

The monkey was lucky, and soon after hiding in the grass, he saw a pheasant flying and stopping on a branch. He shot an arrow, and the pheasant fell, and a burst of ecstasy in his heart quickly jumped out to pick up the prey, but someone suddenly made a sound, and turned his head to see that it was a tiger baby.

Hearing the tiger baby's words, the monkey's heart suddenly rose with anger, and he waved the bow in his hand and shouted: "Obviously I shot the pheasant!

Huwa took out another egg-like thing from the burlap bag, and replied very seriously: "You didn't shoot the pheasant, but I was shot down by my stone." Didn't you see the sparks in the sky just now, how can there be sparks when the arrow hits the chicken? That's when the arrow grazes against the stone, and it doesn't hit the chicken. ”

The monkey didn't have the good eyesight of a tiger baby, he didn't see this clearly, and shouted angrily: "What nonsense! Just because you, you are so far away that you can knock down a pheasant with a stone? Obviously, my arrow hit it! You kid, do you want to rob me of my things because everyone likes you? Tell you, there is no one else here, and I will not be polite!"

Huwa shook her head and said, "I didn't want to rob your pheasant, but it was indeed hit by a stone instead of being shot by you, don't you know it when you take a look?"

The pheasant that landed on the ground was still fluttering in the grass, but it was entangled in the bushes. The monkey ran over and looked at it, and was immediately dumbfounded, and instead of having his arrow stuck in it, the pheasant had a broken wing. Not far away was an egg-sized pebble, and there was a mark on the pebble that had been scratched by something hard and sharp.

The monkey suddenly panicked a little, turned his head and asked, "Where did you throw stones while I was hunting, and smashed my arrows into the air?"