Fengyun dragged the horned pig out of the woods, ready to go home and clean up.

"Stop!"

Two strong men almost twice as tall as Fengyun blocked his way.

"What are you going to do?"

Fengyun behaved calmly.

The tribe has rules that it is not allowed to snatch other people's prey, otherwise he will be punished heavily, and he is not worried that these two people will take action.

One of the two, a strong man with a scar on his face, asked, "Who killed this sharp-horned pig?"

"Me. ”

"You?"

Scarface looked him up and down, a look of suspicion on his face.

The other person was also skeptical.

Fengyun didn't say much, and directly ripped off his clothes, revealing the snakehead on his chest.

The suspicion on the faces of the two men disappeared immediately.

The Sharphorn Pig is fierce, but it is not too difficult for a full-fledged totem warrior to kill it.

Fengyun glanced at the two of them and asked, "Can I go?"

"That's it. ”

Fengyun grabbed the fangs of the sharphorned pig and walked in the direction of home.

"Wait. ”

He had barely taken a few steps before he was stopped again.

Fengyun turned around and looked at the two people walking towards him, showing an impatient expression: "What are you going to do?"

Scarface smiled apologetically, "You don't have to be careful. I just wanted to ask you which hunting team you are, so you can have a plan for you in the future. ”

"I don't have a hunting party. ”

"Huh?"

"I've just become an official fighter and haven't joined the hunting team yet. ”

Scarface's eyes lit up, this is a good seedling.

At such a young age, you can become a full-fledged warrior, and you can also kill the fierce sharp-horned pig alone, and the potential is endless, and you must not let it go.

He turned his head and glanced at the other person, and showed a flattering smile, "How about you join our hunting party?"

"Not interested. ”

Scarface wasn't angry, still smiling.

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse. Our captain, Shi Ke, is a well-known hunter, and our team is at the top of every hunt. If you're on our ......"

"I'm not going to join the hunting party yet. I have something to do, I'm going back. ”

As if seeing that Fengyun was running out of patience, the other person quietly gave Scarface a look.

Scarface immediately understood and smiled apologetically, "Sorry, excuse me." But please tell us your name and make a friend. ”

"Virtual. ”

Fengyun directly reported a pseudonym and dragged the sharp-horned pig away quickly.

After taking a few steps, he himself stopped and turned to look at the two of them.

The two of them were overjoyed, thinking that he had changed his mind, and their eyes looking at him were full of anticipation.

"Please go and tell the witch that this sharp-horned pig was in the complete zone when I killed it. ”

"Is it really in the safe zone?"

The two of them looked suspicious.

"If you don't believe me, check for yourselves. ”

"I believe in you. ”

The two of them immediately turned around and ran towards the big stone house where the witch lived in the middle of the tribe.

The appearance of brute beasts in the safety zone is a big deal, and if it is not done well, it will cause great harm, and they cannot afford to report it if they know that there is danger.

At the same time, they also want to curry favor with Fengyun.

They still didn't give up the idea of recruiting Fengyun into their hunting team.

When he came to the door, Fengyun found that Bei had already arrived, and was squatting to look at the paper he had hung on the leaves.

When she saw Fengyun coming back, she immediately greeted her, pointed to the sharp-horned pig, and asked happily, "You killed this?"

"What? You don't believe it?"

"Yes, of course I do. Brother Yun is the most powerful. ”

Bei's face showed adoration.

"Brother Yun, tell me, how did you kill this big guy?"

Fengyun didn't hide it, and told him about the process of killing the sharphorn pig.

"Totem warriors are so powerful. If only I could be a totemic warrior. ”

Bei looked at Fengyun's face, his face full of envy.

"You don't have to rush. You're still young. When you're old enough, you'll be able to become a true totem warrior. ”

"Really? I can kill such a big pig?"

"Absolutely. What is the Sharphorn Pig, you can definitely kill a brute beast that is even more powerful than it. ”

Bei laughed, as if she had slain many powerful brute beasts.

While speaking, the wind rose, and Fengyun decided to put away the paper first.

Bei helped on the side, gently caressing their smooth surfaces with his hand, and asked, "Brother Yun, is this paper?"

"Hmm. ”

"So what are they for?"

"Wipe your ass. ”

"Wipe your ass?" Bei shouted, "Brother Yun, you just made this paper to get your ass?"

"Not bad. Well, take some with you when you go back, guaranteed to work better than leaves, sticks, and stones. ”

"Thank you, Brother Yun. But this paper is so good, wouldn't it be too wasteful to wipe your butt?"

"It doesn't matter. You have already seen the process of making paper, and it is not difficult, just use it up and rebuild it. ”

Put all the paper away, a thick stack.

Fengyun nodded, enough for a while.

He moved the paper into the house and put it away, and began to work on the sharphorned pig.

He first used a stone axe to cut off the sharp horn on the pig's head.

The horns of the Horned Pig are a good thing, not only are they sharp, but they are also very strong, and with a good piece of wood, you can make a spear of good quality.

Bey took a sharp stone knife and came over to help.

"Don't break open its belly just yet. ”

Seeing that Bei was about to cut open the belly of the sharp-horned pig, Fengyun hurriedly stopped it.

"How can you eat it without breaking it?"

"I'm going to get a new way to eat today. ”

"A new way to eat?"

A string of small stars immediately popped up in Bei's eyes.

A concept had been formed in her mind.

As long as Fengyun adopts a new way of handling food, it means that a new delicacy is about to be born.

The wind dragged the horned pig to an open field, covered it with dry grass, and began to set it on fire.

After a while, a scorching stench spread.

"Brother Yun, is there really no problem?"

Bei clutched her nose and took a few steps back.

The smell is really bad, and she can't help but be a little shaken when she has always been very confident in Fengyun.

Because he saw that others had dealt with it like this, Fengyun was still confident and not worried.

"You trust me. I'm going to blow your mind. ”

The fire was extinguished.

The Sharphorn Pig has all turned black.

"Brother Yun, can you still eat this?"

Looking at the charred and charred pig, Bei could no longer hide his disappointment.

Fengyun didn't answer, and directly scraped it on the sharp-horned pig with a stone knife, and rinsed it with water while scraping.

After a while, the scraped area turned a beautiful golden yellow, and at the same time, a very good fragrance emanated.

Bei walked to Fengyun's side, and while helping him scrape, he apologized: "Brother Yun, I'm sorry." I shouldn't doubt yours. ”

"Nothing. If it were me, I'd be skeptical, because the way I handled it was a bit weird. ”

After scraping the blackened part of the pig, Fengyun turned it over again, covered it with dry branches and hay and continued to burn.

This time, he recruited people from the tribe.

In order to hide from the quiet, in order to prevent others from discovering his anomaly, he deliberately chose the house to be very remote, but while he was burning, the wind began to turn, and the smell of burnt began to waft into the tribe.

Some people who smelled the smell couldn't help it and came out to check, only to find that Fengyun was roasting the pig.

When they saw the sharp-horned pigs that had been burned to black charcoal, they shook their heads one after another, revealing the expression that Fengyun was violently destroying the heavens.

Fengyun and Bei exchanged glances, and took the initiative to tell the people that they were doing this to remove the hair from the sharphorn pig.

Finally, they also warmly invited them to stay and eat meat once.

Everyone shook their heads like rattles, and they were not sensitive.

When everyone is gone, Fengyun and Bei start to blow.

It didn't take long for the whole sharp-horned pig to be scraped clean, the whole body was golden, and it was very appetizing just by looking at it, and Bei was even more drooling.

Since there were already a lot of seasonings, Fengyun's room for manipulation was greatly increased, and he made nearly ten dishes for frying and frying.

Although his cooking skills are not worth mentioning in the eyes of a real chef, Bei still eats so belly that he can't even walk.

While Bei was eating, Fengyun began to deal with the endgame.

Marinate the remaining parts of the pig with salt and scrub the pots and bowls.

Once again, he felt inconvenienced.

The pots are made of whole large stones, and most of the bowls are also carved from stone, which is very bulky, ugly, and small in number, making it extremely inconvenient to use.

The pottery should be fired as soon as possible.

He was ready to wait for the shell to eat, and immediately began to burn it.

"What is pottery, what is pottery, can you eat it?"

Hearing that Fengyun was going to burn pottery, Bei's eyes immediately lit up, obviously she was associating pottery with the roast pig just now, and instinctively thought that pottery was also something that could be eaten.

"You know how to eat. ”

Fengyun shook his head helplessly, and directly gave up explaining the principle of pottery burning to Bei, just telling her what to do.

And mud, beating, shaping, firing, a set of procedures down, finally came to the acceptance of the results.

Fengyun carefully peeled off the ashes with a stick, revealing some gray-black containers.

He felt a slight heat in his chest.

He didn't care, he just thought that after eating too much meat from the sharp-horned pig, the swallowing luck was having an effect.

However, as soon as he lifted the clothes on his chest, he would find that the situation was completely different from what he had imagined.

The head of the snake on his chest became more clear and realistic, especially as its eyes were actually opened, and it looked as if it had come to life.

At this time, Wu would have been surprised if he saw the change in the totem on his chest.

Don't say that Fengyun has just become an official totem warrior, even those high-level totem warriors, not all of them can make the totem open their eyes.

In other words, it was almost a foregone conclusion that he would become a high-level totem warrior.

Since the Flame Snake Tribe was defeated by the Black Crow Tribe and retreated to the ancestral land, the Snake God Mountain, there has been no high-level totem warrior for fifty years.