I am a Primitive Man

There were a lot of things tonight. At this time, it finally calmed down. Some people couldn't help but fell asleep and yawned and went to sleep. Some people who were in good spirits still slid with boiled water with their bowls in their hands.

On such a night, drinking some hot water is so wonderful.

Hearing the feelings of the senior brother, Han Cheng couldn't help but smile secretly, and said in his heart, there is no wine at this time, if there is wine and let the senior brother come to take a couple of drinks, wouldn't he be even more ecstatic?

At this time, thinking of wine, Han Cheng couldn't help licking his lips. He was not a particularly alcoholic person before, but now he remembered the burning sensation of 56% red sorghum wine sliding into his stomach like a knife. Suddenly still can't help but miss.

Outside is the pre-dawn moment. Because the moon has never disappeared, it does not appear to be so dark, but the unique quiet and comfortable atmosphere before dawn has shrouded.

Inside the deer enclosure, orange fires flicker, steaming clay pots and tea bowls, people squatting around the fire, or deer standing or lying down or eating or regurgitating, and snuggling together, tilting their heads and quietly looking at the fire. lamb……

All this is frozen in the quiet before dawn, quiet and beautiful, intoxicating, there is an urge to cry...

"Woo, woo, woo..."

A cry that was not clear faintly sounded, breaking the calm picture.

"Patter!"

The tea bowl fell, the warm water soaked a piece of land, and white smoke followed.

The startled elder brother and others looked at the divine son with straight eyes unexpectedly, and the Heiwa not far away reached out and picked up the tea bowl that was so lifeless and unbreakable when it fell to the ground, and wanted to pass it to the divine son. , But seeing the stunned look of the son of God, after all, he did not bother.

The tranquility in the deer shed was restored again, but compared with the former tranquility from the heart, this tranquility seemed to suppress something, and everyone seemed to be expecting something.

"Woo, woo, woo..."

The whining sounded again, although it was not clear, it was heard by more people.

"Snapped!"

The firewood burning in the fire made a slight explosion, and several sparks popped out, drawn a few arcs, and landed on the ground. The flames shook slightly.

Han Cheng's tight heart also trembled fiercely with the light sound of the flame.

He stood up abruptly, rushed out of the deer shed, out of the deer pen, and rushed all the way to the gate.

The big brother and others are also running behind...

After approaching the gate, not only could you hear the clear whining sound, but also the fine cracking sound of the gate being caught.

The person on guard standing behind the front wall also noticed the movement, leaned forward and stretched out his head to look at the door, and found some familiar outlines.

I was pleasantly surprised and was about to shout, but found that the gods and others in the deer shed had rushed out like wind.

It may be that they felt the aura of Han Cheng and others. As Han Cheng and others approached, the sound of claws grabbing the door became more urgent.

Han Cheng ran to the door in a hurry, and saw the familiar figure through a few gaps in the wooden row of doors. The faint worries in his heart were finally eliminated.

He tapped his foot slightly, opened the door bolt, and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened a gap, the guy outside had already got in, jumping and jumping around Han Cheng Sahuan, making a cheerful hum.

To be able to make such a wolf without any ‘wolf’ action, there are no other wolves except for the guy whose personality is getting more and more detached from the wolf.

Han Cheng had imagined many times before, how happy he would look after Fu Jiang suddenly returned, but now it is a little different from what he imagined.

The joy that Fu Jiang was lost and regained soon went down and was replaced by a feeling of anger, so the Fu Jiang who was Sahuan had several feet on his butt.

After being beaten, Fu Jiang squatted down on the ground, looking like a kid who did something wrong. Han Cheng looked angry, funny, and a little distressed.

"Okay, get up."

Han Cheng smiled.

The blessed general who had just been wronged was immediately resurrected with full blood like a power supply.

The fire in the deer shed rose even more, and the elder brother and others looked at this guy who had disappeared a few days later, and they were extremely happy, and they had long been accustomed to the existence of the lucky general.

Dadda didn't know how many times he had been Uncle Deer, and he lowered his head and hit Fu Jiang's **** with his horn a few times, venting the loneliness that he could not find his opponent to practice in these days.

Fu Jiang naturally turned around and responded unceremoniously, and the two guys were greeting each other in their own way.

Han Cheng pulled Fu Jiang to the front and looked carefully in the flames.

This guy has lost a lot of weight during this period. If it weren't for the long hair on his body, his ribs could jump up.

The hair color also looked dull, and there were some wounds on the front leg and left hind leg, but they were not serious, they were all healed and scabs.

After experiencing the joy of returning, Fu Jiang looked very tired, lying on Han Cheng's feet, rubbing his head against Han Cheng's calf from time to time.

Could this guy be as good as Uncle Deer, and be happy?

Seeing Fu Jiang's state, Han Cheng suddenly jumped out of this idea, and then the more he thought about it, the more he realized it was possible.

Except for lust, which can temporarily wash away reason, Fujiang really has no reason to leave the home where he had lived since childhood.

just……

It's just that this guy is female!

Han Cheng thought for a while, and asked Fu Jiang to stand up, and after looking at his hind legs for a while, he found the clues and couldn't help but shook his head and laughed.

Then I was happy again. In this way, wouldn't my tribe have a bunch of small fortune generals?

When the time comes, they will be cultivated, whether it is hunting or grazing, they are all good hands.

The sky turned bright, and the Qingque tribe seemed very happy, and Fu Jiang suddenly returned, so that the clouds covering the Qingque tribe~www.wuxiaspot.com~ were all eliminated.

Although many people did not sleep well last night, the spirits of everyone seemed very good under the stimulation of multiple events such as the birth of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, the birth of the deer, and the return of the blessed general.

When you are happy, food is indispensable. The flame rises, the big vat is steaming, and a hearty breakfast is freshly baked in the cold morning.

Fu Jiang was really hungry. He only stopped after eating a lot of things. He stretched his waist comfortably. After burping, he came to the courtyard, lying on the wall and basking in the sun to make up for his sleep. This sense of security is outside. Can't experience it.

After Han Cheng stayed for a while, he went back to his room and went back to sleep. He didn't sleep for long last night.

Now the dog came back, put his mind down, lay down on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

It wasn't until the afternoon when she woke up, she stretched her waist and thought that this kind of demure time was very good.

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