The mountains in the distance towered into the clouds, and the sky began to darken.

The south is poor, and her husband died young.

The heavy sky and sea of clouds are like a plateau covering them.

Yu Meng didn't know if it was the vast and Mo field mastered by the legendary Emperor of Heaven, the ridge of mountains and seas, but this heavy, vast, and boundless heavy white wave was something that the Central Plains had never seen.

"Heavy rain is coming!"

Fei Meng is the archer of the tribe, and the best at archery among the young people, usually going out with the team of cutting trees, Fei Meng will arrange for him to go to the lookout to prevent the invasion of wild beasts.

He was good at climbing trees, often climbing very high, and then using branches and rattan to build a simple platform, and then sit on it for half a day.

But today it seems that it is impossible to sit for a long time.

Yu Meng's voice reached the ears of Yu Yi below, who raised his head and looked at the suddenly changing sky, revealing a solemn expression.

"Let's go, that's it for today, drag the wood back!"

Fei Yi quickly gathered the young people who cut down the trees, because Yu Zai asked the people who cut down the trees to divide a part of the wall to build a wall, so the number of people in the Yu Tie belt is decreasing day by day, but for the time being, the demand for wood is not too huge, for Yu Yu, fewer people are actually easy to manage, so as not to let people gluttonous and eat things that should not be eaten.

In the southern wilderness, there are often some strange poisonous weeds in the wet forest, and I heard that further south, after crossing the towering mountains like the walls of the Emperor of Heaven, in the Lingnan, there are strange poisonous mushrooms, those things, although delicious, but deadly.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

"Keep it up!"

A noisy sound of transport rang out, and the teenagers worked together to lift the woods, and they tied some of the stout ones with sturdy rattans, and then took the two largest logs and placed them underneath them as rollers.

This is the earliest and most primitive "transporter".

In the era of the Yellow Emperor, the Xue clan was good at making means of transportation, and their wisdom was this simple sled ro-ro.

All you need to do is take the largest log and place it underneath, lay the planks on top, and pull it with the livestock to make the cart move.

The appearance of the wheel is at least 10,000 years ago, there is a kind of jade wheel invented by a certain tribe, but unfortunately it has not been applied on a large scale, the tribe rushed to the street, completely disappeared in the long river of history, this is the opposite of the end of the Chifang clan, they are unwilling to migrate, so they become slaves of others.

And because the Xue clan has a good relationship with various tribes, their car-making skills are getting higher and higher, and they have not been attacked by the big tribes, and the operation method of the wheels has also been re-figured out by them.

It's just that the wheels of the Xue clan are used on the cart and are used for transportation, and the dying tribe, they may be famous for weaving, so their technical wheels are used as "spinning pendants", that is, "spinning wheels".

As for the guide car made up by the Yellow Emperor and the Queen of the Wind, that is, the Ancient Guantianpan, this can be regarded as an irreproducible black technology......

After all, the five major black technology experts in the Yellow Emperor period, the Yellow Emperor was one of them, the second after the wind, the third of Chi, the fourth of Cangjie, and the fifth.

The Yellow Emperor made a crown, a guide car, and developed the two grains of Shennong's family, making it a five grain, and the wind after the formation method, the guide car, Chi You needless to say, a series of swords, guns, swords and armor to save life and kill people were all made by him, and Cangjie made words, and the head inherited the mantle of Fuxi, which was a precedent in mathematics.

But now, the black technology of the guide car is beyond the times, and it is impossible to get it out, and later the gods of all walks of life deliberately restricted it, and it was not until after Emperor Zhuan that the reform and opening up occurred, so the tribal people of the world are still using the most primitive car-making method invented by the Xue tribe.

The huge log rolled, and a dozen or so young warriors around it kept the log steady so that it didn't protrude too much in one direction, all of them holding stone hammers in their hands, and if the log began to bulge, they would hit it with a hammer to slow down the speed of the pull.

But the heavens don't follow people's wishes.

The first drop of rain fell on the tip of Yu Yu's nose, and his face instantly became a little ugly.

"Hurry, hurry, it's raining!"

As she spoke, she exerted her strength, and the young people around her screamed as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Hey, hey, hey, keep going!"

The wood rumbles and rolls on the muddy ground, and the reason why everyone is afraid of rain is precisely because they are afraid that the heavy rain will rot the land, and when the wood gets into the soil, it will be bad.

Yu Meng jumped from the tree, picked up the rattan, and shouted to the bottom: "It's really not good, just leave it here! Let's go back first, didn't Wu say last time, it's important to protect people!"

Yu Yi gritted her teeth and responded loudly:

"I've heard that it's raining in the south, and it's raining all the time! If it rains, I don't know how long it will last, you see this cloud, so heavy, maybe it's a short thunderstorm, it may be a few days of torrential rain!"

"We don't have Nanzheng, there is no way to deduce the celestial phenomena, all the answers are told to us by the old patriarch and the witch, but now we are far away from the wilderness!"

"We have to consume wood every day, if this batch of wood can't be sent back, it is likely that in a few days there will be no way to make a fire in the tribe, and there is a lot of wood consumed in the building, as well as making utensils, repairing the shed, which one does not need wood!"

"Without wood, there is no bonfire, and there is no way to start the firing of pottery, although it is possible to rely on the power of Wu for the time being, but the body of Wu is weak, and we can't completely rely on Wu!"

The tribe has just started, naturally there is no resource reserve of wood, and the wood pulled back every day will be consumed quickly, and the time is offset by manpower and busyness, so as to accelerate the development, so Yu Yi knows deeply that he can't underestimate any batch of wood, some things can be given up, but some things can't be thrown away.

Moreover, if the wood is soaked in water for a few days, it is likely to breed silverfish, and it will rot soon.

Fei Yi didn't want to give up the wood, but Yu Meng's suggestion was not unreasonable.

As Wu said, human life is the most important thing, and without people, there is nothing.

But in fact, the more people are afraid of something, the more the sky likes to get you something.

The solid soil has become muddy, and just ten days of transportation is not enough to turn this land into a solid hard soil that is not afraid of rain, but I think that even hard soil cannot resist this kind of pouring rain.

It was like a big hole in the sky, and the huge water poured down like a river, and the warriors were all soaked all over their bodies, and they were panting for breath, and in front of them was a small hill, and when you turned over, you could see the earthen wall of the tribe!

"It's not close! Everyone, work hard! For the sake of the tribe!"

Fei Yi tied the rattan and strangled it around his waist, and the boys followed suit, and when Yu Meng wanted to do the same, Yu Yu stopped him.

"We need you to keep watch for us and anticipate danger. ”

Yu Meng was silent, and he saw many teenagers looking at him and nodding at him.

The logs began to struggle, splashing muddy water as they crawled from the flat ground to the hilly slope.

The old vine pulls, like a bowstring stretched to the extreme.

The rumbling low voice, accompanied by the crackling sound of muddy water, the eyes of the teenagers were covered by the rain, and they couldn't see the front clearly.

The old vine on the waist suddenly cracked!

Fei Yan's feet suddenly slipped, and the whole person rolled down the slope!

But immediately after, a not too powerful, but very warm palm grabbed his wrist!

Syllable!

Yu Yi looked up, and what he saw was also the young face, and after a brief moment of astonishment, he was immediately happy.

"You're here!"