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The atmosphere in the cave seemed a bit tragic. The eldest brother, who had tried his best to wrap enough fur on his body, whispered to the witch, and then walked into the vast snow with the hunting weapons.

A group of people trekked in the snow and gradually turned into black spots, blocked by the trees and disappeared.

Because the door of the cave was opened, the temperature in the cave dropped rapidly, and some children were already trembling passively.

The witch asked the women who were left in the cave to block the door again.

The witch returned to the place where he often stayed and sat down, looking more silent than before.

Han Cheng stood by silently, feeling the severe food crisis.

He had been hungry for two days and two nights after just coming, and deeply felt the terribleness of hunger. The feeling of burning in his belly was unbearable than torture.

It is precisely because of this that his mood is so heavy.

After sitting here in silence for a while, the witch stood up and started to be busy in the cave.

He took out a lot of colorful bird feathers inserted on it, put it on his head with something similar to a crown, and then picked up a bone staff that was placed side by side with the feather crown, and enshrined them on a stone in front of the totem pole.

Pick up a bone knife from beside the bone staff and cut the palm of your left hand, and wiped the blood from gushing out on your face one after another.

After letting Han Cheng leave the inner hole, the gray-haired witch dripped the blood from his hands on the ground in front of the totem pole, and said something in his mouth that Han Cheng could not understand at all.

Then the witch's movements became even more weird. He jumped and blew the bone staff in his hand from time to time...

Although I had never seen it before, Han Cheng still understood that the witch was conducting a sacrificial ceremony, praying for blessings and eliminating disasters to their gods...

After watching Wu Gu's dance here for a while, Han Cheng wrapped his body with two layers of animal skins, took a simple harpoon used in fishing in the tribe, and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

Now he is also a part of the tribe. Now the food crisis is encountered in the tribe, waiting like this is not a solution, but he is getting younger and cannot hunt with his senior brother and others. He can only use his own methods and do his best to see if he can help the tribe.

He wanted to go to the river to see if there were any fish. To be honest, Han Cheng had doubts about the matter that the eldest brother said that the fish was gone.

Judging from the obvious four seasons and the tribe with dark eyes, black hair and yellow skin, Han Cheng could basically determine that he was still on that dreamy land.

In his memory, there were not many fish migrating with the seasons like migratory birds in the rivers of this land in later generations.

Of course, it is thousands or even tens of thousands of years away from the era in which I live, so it is normal to have different situations.

But he still wanted to go over and take a look.

"Where are you going?"

The lame male primitive man lowered his voice and asked Han Cheng, afraid of disturbing the witch who was communicating with the gods and praying for the tribe.

"I, go outside."

Han Cheng replied.

The stone slab used to block the hole is very thick, and even the piece that can be moved away as a small door in the middle is difficult for Han Cheng to move now.

If he wants to go out, he needs help from others.

"You, take it?"

The lame man primitive man pointed at a harpoon in Han Cheng's hand, which looked like a straight stick.

What do you do when you go out and get this?

Han Chengdao: "Take a fish."

The primitive male man showed a look of a fool on his face. The three or four-year-old baby in the tribe knew that there were no fish at this time. This handsome guy actually said he wanted to catch fish. This... This is really...

"The fish is gone."

He is a kind-hearted person. Although Han Cheng almost vomited him out last time he shitted, he still couldn't help but want to remind this guy so that he wouldn't get frozen in vain.

Han Cheng looked at this guy and suddenly realized a problem. According to the current temperature, a thick layer of ice must have formed in the river.

If it were in the past, Han Cheng would naturally not feel embarrassed, but now it would be difficult to smash them open.

The guy in front of me is a good man who works hard.

He decided to fool the man.

His legs were lame, but he could still walk, but he was walking very slowly.

Of course, this is already an extremely serious problem for the primitive people.

If you run slowly, you can't chase wild animals, and you can't escape when you are chased by wild animals.

Running can be said to be one of the indispensable conditions for surviving in this era!

Han Cheng shook his head and said, "Fish, it's not gone. The fish is hidden."

He gestured with his hands as he spoke.

The male primitive man did not believe Han Cheng's words and still said stubbornly: "The fish is gone."

He shook his head and said, "No", and at the same time he turned around and pointed to the witch who was performing sacrifices in the depths of the cave.

It means that this is what the witch told them.

Han Cheng also shook his head: "The fish, haven't left, the fish is still there."

He pointed to the top of his head and pointed to his own head, which meant that it was told by the gods.

The lame male primitive man widened his eyes. He was obviously stunned by what Han Cheng expressed.

He believed it a little. First, no one in the tribe dared to joke with the gods, and second, Han Cheng's origin was really strange and fell directly from the sky. He had never heard of anyone who could go to heaven, and even could communicate with the gods.

He looked at Han Cheng with some hesitation and slowly stood up.

"The fish is still there!"

Han Cheng said this.

Then he told him that as long as he found the fish, he would not have to go hungry anymore.

Under the double-layer attack of the god of heaven and Han Cheng, the lame man who hesitated for a while finally agreed to go to the river to catch fish together and contribute to the tribe.

The door at the entrance of the cave was opened, and Han Cheng, who was holding a harpoon, walked out of the cave together with a lame man primitive man holding a stone used to chop and smash.

The woman who stayed in the cave watched the two whimsical people leave and then blocked the entrance of the cave.

It is necessary to bring a stone out of the cave, otherwise it would be difficult to pick up a stone from the ground in the snow and ice.

The rushing cold air penetrated into the gap of the animal skin, and Han Cheng couldn't help but tremble. He now had a strong impulse, which was to go back to the hole to sew a piece of clothes for himself.

This simply surrounds the animal skin and ties it with a tough grass to dress.

The two braved the cold and stepped on the snow, and walked all the way to the river.

As soon as I arrived by the river, Lu regretted it. He shouldn't have followed him after listening to the guy's words. Where is there a fish here?

Lark is the name Han Cheng silently named the primitive man of the lame man. Without a single name, it is really inconvenient to call him.
Chapter completed!