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The reason why Wu Xiyue was so sure that Yang Luo would definitely send her tribe to look for her was that in the hospital there were not many patients who came here to seek medical treatment.

As long as there is money, manpower, and material resources, we will not let go as long as there is a glimmer of hope.

And Yang Luo has exactly these things, he has manpower and material resources... money? Well, the most valuable thing in primitive society is food. I wonder if Yang Luo will come to exchange for food?

The most important point is: she believes that there is no witch doctor here who can tell what kind of disease Yang Luo has. Otherwise, Yang Luo would have invited a witch doctor to come and cure it.

It is precisely because of these few days that Wu Xiyue is convinced that Yang Luo will not let her, a wizard or witch doctor, go.

Are they members of the Misuo tribe? Damn it! They are completely out of her consideration now. They have to suffer some setbacks if things go too smoothly. There are still all kinds of complaints if they can't surrender to the Cangcuo tribe.

Territory, I'm sorry, she won't give in an inch. She has to fight for eight points of hope for every hope! Only by having territory can we stand firm here and let the tribesmen feel at ease.

"Yue, come here." The light in the night has merged with the blackness of the night, and even with his slender physique, he couldn't immediately identify where it was.

Wu Xiyue walked to him based on her voice and feeling, "What's wrong? What did you see?" As she said that, she suddenly heard something chirping at her feet.

Huh? The voice of the little chicken?

"It's a wild pheasant, it just came out of the egg." Mang had already bent down, gently held a trembling little wild pheasant in his big palm and stood up, "Would you like to touch it? These little things can be roasted and eaten.

It’s so fragrant that you can even eat the bones.”

"..." Wu Xiyue said with a green face, "Such a small thing is not enough for you to eat in one bite, so you are willing to eat it?"

Mang laughed in a deep voice, and the elegant sound like broken jade blew into his ears mixed with the slow night light, "Wild pheasants are the most common thing. When they are ready to lay eggs, they can lay one egg a day. Their nests are also hard to find.

I only eat it once in a while."

"How about it, do you want to grab it and give it a try? It's really delicious. It would taste even better if you sprinkle some salt on it." Mang was urging her not to miss out on the delicious food.

Wu Xiyue finally remembered the flash of inspiration that flashed through her mind when she saw so many wild duck eggs by the river where she was hunting red bison! Damn it! She would have thought of it if she had thought more carefully at that time!

Domesticated! She can completely raise these hatched wild pheasants as domestic chickens; aren’t these the evolution of poultry?

For example, wild geese were domesticated into geese, primitive domesticated chickens were domesticated, and wild ducks were domesticated into domestic ducks.

The history of poultry raising in China is quite long, dating back to the primitive society of the Neolithic period about seven or eight thousand years ago.

Traces of Chinese ancestors raising chickens have been found in the ruins of Banpo Village in Xi'an, Peiligang in Xinzheng County in Henan and Cishan in Hebei.

The oracle bone inscriptions unearthed from the Yin Ruins three thousand years ago already have the hieroglyph of chicken. The composition of the characters indicates that chickens are raised with ropes tied to their legs and claws to prevent them from running away.

Go ahead! Stupid! If you had thought of it earlier, you might have accumulated some experience.

Without further ado, Wu Xiyue immediately said to Mang: "Quickly, look at how many wild pheasant cubs there are, help me catch them all." She was so lucky that she was now psychic! She thought of many good things that could promote the development of the tribe.

way.

Raising poultry is for sure! From now on, there is no need to hunt in winter. In other seasons, you can still go hunting. Game is very rare.

It was a bright night, and Mang seemed to see the happiness on the woman's pretty face, and thought that she really wanted to eat roasted pheasant after he said it.

Then he smiled gently and said leisurely: "It's enough to catch a few. If you catch too many, it's hard to take them with you; if they don't survive, you can't roast them and eat them."

"Who said I want to bake and eat them?" Wu Xiyue rolled her eyes at him and said seriously, "I want to raise these things and eat them after they are raised!"

Raise it? Eat it after you raise it?

Mang opened his mouth, wanting to tell the woman that it was really hard for this little thing to survive. Now if he catches it, it is estimated that several of them will be dead the next morning.

"The grass baskets are filled with herbs. If you want to pretend to go away, you need to weave a new one." Mang knew better and did not tell the woman such a cruel act. Besides, his woman is a wizard unmatched by any wizard. Maybe she will

There is a way to raise these little things.

But, hope... is really not that big.

However, why didn't they think of catching some wild animals and raising them themselves? Basically, they just let the small ones go when they see them, or they don't fight them.

When they see big ones, they will hunt them with all their might and drag them to the tribe to eat.

If the tribesmen can raise wild beasts, the jade-colored eyes that glowed with warmth gradually darkened a lot. If Yue Zhen can feed the captured wild beasts alive, wouldn't the tribesmen never be hungry?

Already?

There is no need to go out hunting in the snow that is almost up to your chest in the winter, and there is no need to risk getting sick from the heat in the summer?

A smart man only needs a little knowledge to get through.

The primitive people who have not yet developed their spiritual wisdom need someone to guide, guide and guide them. Even a little guidance will benefit them infinitely.

"Don't tell the clansmen what happened tonight. It won't be too late after I grow up. I will weave the straw basket myself, and it will be completed soon." Wu Xiyue has a personality of telling things after they are done, and she doesn't want to alarm her for the time being.

The tribesmen waste time worrying about things.

It really doesn't take long to make a straw basket. She had already made one before the tribesmen behind her caught up with her.

The little wild pheasants were so frightened by the awns that they chirped in fear, and their small and soft bodies shook like sieves. Wu Xiyue gently touched them and carefully placed them in the straw basket.

In the dark, I put the scattered feathers near the chicken nest into the straw basket. These were left by the mother pheasant. Putting them together in the straw basket will make the wild pheasant cubs feel more at ease.

"Hold them tightly, don't bump around." Wu Xiyue carefully handed these little wild pheasant cubs into Mang's hands as if they were treasures, and said very solemnly: "These are the hopes that our tribe will have a lot of food to eat. If you don't

Hug me well, humph, I won’t have any meat to eat for the rest of my life.”

Mang hugged the straw basket and said with a smile: "Okay, I will hold it firmly. Even if I fall, I won't let these little things fall out of the straw basket."

"That's pretty much it. You should be careful when you walk in front. I'll go find Tiao. You can rest assured that he will protect me." Tiao walked in the middle, and the Wolf King was behind because when it got dark, he

I feel a familiar sight.

Brutal and wild, just like before.

He said that it is very likely that the black panther is here again. Oh! There is no end to it. Whose family raised the leopard? It is so unethical!

Can leopards be released? Damn, they have to be kept in captivity!

Because the Black Panther only followed in secret last time and did not do anything to harm the tribe, Wu Xiyue did not tell them this time that the Black Panther, who was obviously a human being, was following in secret again.

I don’t know why Mao, who is not good enough to follow this group of stowaways...

Damn, it made her little heart beat wildly and never stopped. I don’t know how many brain cells were killed by the entanglement.

She originally thought she would go with the Wolf King, but after thinking about it, she decided not to. She still had a chance of winning in a fight with a human, but she couldn't fight with... a leopard, no! There's no point in dying!

It's better not to cause trouble to the Wolf King, just follow the cry and walk in the middle, so as not to cause trouble to anyone.

The Wolf King was not the only one to feel that eyes were staring at the tribesmen fiercely. Hada, a good hunter, also vaguely felt something strange. However, his senses were not as sharp as the Wolf King's, so he just guessed whether there was a wild beast walking nearby.

Azuona, who was riding on his shoulders, felt Hada's muscles tighten a lot. His eyes, which were as black as grapes, looked around quickly and said softly: "Hada, I didn't see any wild beasts nearby."

"Boy, if you can tell that there is a wild beast nearby, I, Hada, will need to ask you for advice in the future." Hada smiled and patted Azuona's little feet, "Sit tight and stop staring at the back. The back.

There is the Wolf King, that guy is better than ten of us, and with him following behind, no one will be in danger."

From Hada's conversation, we can see his trust in the Wolf King. This is also the trust that the Gri and Cangcuo tribes have in the Wolf King.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to leave your back to the Wolf King for protection.

The black panther has been following closely, neither taking a step forward nor taking a step back. It knows how to restrain its murderous aura, and while keeping a distance, it also makes the enemy feel the danger coming from it.

This is the nature of leopards, not unique.

As a beast, it can keenly sense that there is a powerful enemy in front that it cannot defeat. It is precisely because of this that it chooses to follow rather than attack.

From the middle of the moon to the reclining moonlight, no matter how far the Cangcuo tribe and the Gri tribe went, the black panthers followed them. The wild pheasants resting in the grass would fly away in fright.

Soon it will fall down and crawl into the grass to find a new place.

Mang held twelve wild pheasant cubs in his arms and walked quite steadily. With a smile on his face as handsome as jade, he treated what Wu Xiyue entrusted to him as a very sweet thing.

After walking through this flat land and entering the jungle on the opposite side, what awaited them might be danger, or it might be a short rest.

While they were in front, the tribesmen sent by Yang Luo were also in front. Although Yang Luo's two sons were not yet adults, they had amazing physiques and could keep up with the pace of adult men.

Even if a man asked them to rest for a while because they were afraid that they couldn't bear it, the two brothers would sternly refuse. The reason was very simple. If they didn't find a witch doctor to cure their father's illness, the entire Yamo tribe would be in danger.

It’s pretty good that he can understand this at such a young age, and it also shows that Yang Luo still cares about the upbringing of their brothers.

In the second half of the night, the Wolf King felt that the black panther had left and then walked to Tie's side. At that time, Wu Xiyue was lying on Tie's back and sleeping soundly.

"Leave, I'll hold the woman." The Wolf King stretched out his hand and hugged Wu Xiyue without waiting for Cry to speak; he was used to doing whatever he said, and Wu Xiyue, who was related to her, rarely followed Cry.

, Mang has both business and quality.

Knowing his domineering cry, she didn't think too much. She handed Wu Xiyue into the arms of the Wolf King, spread the long grass with both hands and went to the front to look for the awns. It was getting dark soon, and she didn't know if she could reach the jungle before dawn.

Wu Xiyue didn't sleep much in the first half of the night. It was strange that she could sleep with a leopard following her behind.

In the second half of the night, I really couldn't hold on, so I lay on his back and squinted for a while because of the force of my cries. I only planned to squint for a while, but who thought I squinted too much and actually fell asleep.

When she woke up, she was already hugging the Wolf King. She looked up at the sky, which was gray and not far away from dawn.

"When did the Black Panther leave?" Wu Xiyue yawned and put her face on the Wolf King's shoulder, feeling too lazy to move.

The hand that was dragging her legs lifted up so that she could rest on his shoulders better. The Wolf King said calmly: "He left long ago and is probably in front of us now. Let's walk faster.

Black panthers are bigger than other leopards, and those men may not be able to defeat them."

For the men of the Cangcuo tribe, the Wolf King has always believed that they are inferior to the wild wolves he leads.

"I don't feel like that guy is here to attack the tribe, but more like..." After a pause, Wu Xiyue's eyes turned sharp and she said solemnly, "Have you ever felt that this leopard is actually spying on us?"
To be continued...