Author: Zhuang Shenchen

"He, stop playing and come over to eat."

"Ouch."

He responded, dropped the "paint brush" in his hand, took two steps back, and admired his "masterpiece".

Other children did not like to play with this clumsy, dull girl, so she entertained herself by scribbling and drawing on the cave walls. At first she used charcoal as a paintbrush, but over time she was no longer satisfied with the monotonous black paint.

, collecting materials of different colors from everywhere, and the murals they painted became more and more colorful.

She looked at this "Autumn Harvest Picture" and grinned happily.

"I asked you to come over for dinner, can't you hear me?"

Aoi raised her voice.

"Ouch!"

Hearing his mother's unkind tone, He quickly ran over.

"Drawing all day long and cleaning up these useless things. If you could divide half of your scribbling thoughts into planting and offering sacrifices, why wouldn't you be able to learn it after taking so long?"

Kui served her a bowl of hot porridge, scolding her.

The tribesmen believed that this girl was just a bit stupid. As a descendant of an earth priest, it was really worrying that she was not doing her job properly.

After all the scolding, Aoi didn't really blame her only daughter.

Now that the land is desolate, they have stopped all unnecessary activities and stay in the cave every day, drinking porridge, sleeping, and waiting for the hunter to return.

When they are bored, the men will polish weapons and tools, the women will sew clothes and weave baskets, and the children will make some homemade toys, fight with each other, and spit.

He, who was not very gregarious, chose to paint to pass the time, which was understandable. Moreover, Kui was happy to see her daughter draw so beautifully.

But she hoped that her soon-to-be-adult daughter could focus on business. At He's age, she was already a qualified quasi-priest, but He was still confused and couldn't even figure out how to make pottery.

"How long have they been gone? Why haven't they come back yet?"

The tribesmen began to discuss when the hunters would return. Since Miao led his team to leave, this has been a topic they must talk about every day.

There are only a few people in the tribe who have participated in winter hunting and are still alive. Kui is one of them. She explains for countless times: "The river valley camp is very far away. It takes several days just to walk there. When you come back, you have to carry heavy loads.

It will take longer on the road, don’t worry, it’s normal.”

They have never been to such a distant place and have no idea about it.

"Master Priest, have you seen a mammoth?"

"certainly."

"I heard mammoths were as big as mountains?"

"Without a doubt."

"How do you hunt such a huge beast?"

"They are afraid of fire, so hunters use fire to deal with them. Hunting mammoths is very dangerous. They can crush people with one kick, and some people will die at every tribal meeting."

"Ah! Nagu and the others..."

The voice stopped suddenly. It was not appropriate to say such unlucky words.

Although the words were not stated clearly, everyone showed concern.

At this time, a loud shout suddenly came from outside the cave.

This is their common call for long-distance reporting!

People jumped up and rushed out of the cave in a swarm. Night enveloped the earth, and it was as dark as ink. Without the obstruction of trees, the field of vision was wide, and the firelight beating in the distance was particularly clear.

"Back! The hunter is back!"

Everyone rushed towards the light of fire excitedly.

Meat! So much meat!

The day the hunters left, they set up the smoking rack. After leaving it idle for so long, it finally came into use.

“Is there mammoth meat in this?”

“It’s mostly mammoth meat here!”

Gu straightened his back and was extremely proud. He was now a golden hunter who had hunted legendary beasts.

After hearing this, everyone quickly looked at the animal meat in their hands, but found that there seemed to be no difference between mammoth meat and the meat of other beasts.

“Are mammoths really as big as mountains?”

"It's bigger than a mountain!" Gu said without thinking, with a determined look on his face.

The other hunters also insisted: "When a mammoth stamps its feet, the earth will tremble! Only the most heroic hunters can hunt them! Two hunters from the tiger tribe died, but we were unscathed!"

Everyone immediately praised them and called them the most heroic hunters. Gu was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.

The women spread out the animal skins and marveled again and again.

There was no difference in the animal meat, but the difference in the animal skin was very obvious. This was the largest animal skin they had ever seen! The thick body hair on the animal skin was almost as long as their arms. What kind of terrifying giant beast could grow it?

Have such long body hair?

Gu said: "This is just a very small piece that we cut off. The intact mammoth skin is enough for all of us to wear new clothes!"

In addition to mammoth skin, there are also deer skin, cowhide, rhino skin... They are all very high-quality leather, thick and large, and are not easy to obtain when hunting in the mountains and forests. The amount they brought back this time was more than what they get in a year.

More to come!

"Routou! I want to eat Rourou!"

The children clamored to eat meat. They stared at the large chunks of red meat in the hands of the adults, their eyes widened, and their saliva flowed down three thousand feet.

Drinking porridge every day, who doesn’t want to eat meat?

The women boiled water and cooked rice, and soon the long-lost aroma of meat filled the cave.

While the young hunters were bragging, Miao found Kui and told her that she had something extremely important to discuss alone with her.

The two entered the priest's exclusive cave-within-a-cave, and it suddenly became much quieter. Aoi lit a fire to keep warm, and the bright yellow flame illuminated the small cave.

Miao couldn't understand her first words: "Do you know Nuwa?"

"who?"

"Our ancestor, Nuwa, was the one who found the five-color stone."

"Five colored stones?"

Aoi frowned slightly, wondering why Miao started talking nonsense? Is it because he is getting older and his mind is getting confused? Speaking of which, he went too far this time.

Thinking of this, she asked: "Where have you been these days? Can't you go to the tribal conference?"

"I didn't go, I was in the Dahe Tribe looking for information! Otherwise, how could I know the secret of the five-color stone?"

Miao was confident. Of course he couldn't say that he was obsessed with fishing and didn't care about Shu.

He brought the topic back: "Five-color stones are spiritual stones of five colors: red, green, yellow, black, and white. A long time ago, our ancestor Nuwa once collected these five colors of spiritual stones to complete the collection.

The hole in the sky. Don’t we have a blue stone? The Dahe Tribe has a white stone!”

What a mess... Aoi was confused, but she understood the last sentence and hurriedly asked: "What does it mean that the Dahe tribe has a white stone? Can they also use the power of the earth to make grains grow vigorously?"

"No, their white stone has completely different functions...you really don't know who Nuwa is?"

Aoi shook her head like a rattle: "This is the first time I heard this name."

"This is strange..."

Miao Man thought that Kui, who was an earth priest and inherited the bluestone, must know the legendary experiences of his ancestors.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Since you don't know, let me start with the story of Nuwa patching up the sky."
Chapter completed!