Because of He Wu's return, the lonely king seemed particularly happy. In order to give his master a banquet to welcome the wind and cleanse the dust, he looked up to the sky and roared while passing by the mountains and forests.
After a while, several wild boars stumbled out of a bush.
He Wu patted the lonely king on the head and said seriously.
"Change it, the wild boar meat is too spicy. It doesn't taste good."
Lian Shan turned his head stiffly and glanced at He Wu, feeling that this divine master was not an easy one to serve. He was not willing to eat such a big wild boar.
The lonely king also nodded in agreement and slapped the two wild boars to death. The two wild boars lay dead in the wilderness, waiting for the destined person.
There was another tiger roar.
Two or three adult deer ran out. He Wu glanced at the Lone King. This little brat had become more and more masterful in controlling his own abilities. He could now easily replace animals in the jungle.
He patted the solitary king on the head and said that the prey was good. The solitary king shook his head in appreciation.
As soon as He Wu raised his hand, golden light shot into the deer's body, and the deer passed out without any wounds.
Finally, a few indigenous soldiers moved it back.
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That night, Xuanyuan Ji held a banquet for everyone. Of course, the food was the venison that the lonely king brought back from hunting.
However, there really wasn't any preparation in that era, just some simple salt, which brought a hint of saltiness to the light meat flavor.
He Wu ate everything a little bit, not many times. After all, he didn't like to eat those bland meats, but he was quite happy with the food.
He Wu seriously doubted whether this Lianshan was the leader of a tribe, and why he was so happy to eat a bite of venison.
Lian Shan also felt that his appearance was not very good, and the battle was quickly ended. Of course, this was also the reason why Xuanyuan Ji almost coughed herself into tuberculosis.
He Wu smiled slightly.
Compared with those guys who are well-dressed, have standard etiquette, but are full of bad intentions, He Wu is more willing to get in touch with people like Lian Shan. There are not many other reasons, just because this kid has no bad intentions.
Make He Wu feel comfortable.
Lian Shan lowered his head in shame, and occasionally glanced cautiously at Xuanyuan Ji who was standing aside, in a very secretive way.
Of course, Lianshan's tiny move did not escape He Wu's notice.
Chi Yuan sat next to He Wu, playing with chopsticks in his hands, looking a little absent-minded.
Cangyun and Zhu Dan are heartless and should eat and drink when they should.
What surprised He Wu the most was Bai Ye, which really had no airs at all, whether it was facing the gorgeously dressed "gods" (a myth created by Cangyun Zhudan. They are all gods in it.) or those dressed in coarse linen.
civilian.
They are all smiling.
He Wu originally thought that Bai Ye would act like a dragon and have no interest in this kind of light meat. Unexpectedly, Bai Ye could actually eat it, but like He Wu, he didn't eat much.
He Wu shook his head.
The banquet ended soon.
Both host and guest are happy.
He Wu also took the lonely king to Xuanyuan Ji to arrange a residence for him, which was only two or three meters away from Fu Hua's house. Fortunately, it was far away from the places where ordinary people lived.
Even those ordinary people who are full of energy have nothing to do at night, so they make noises made by villains and embarrass the two of them.
He Wu and Gu Wang returned to the room, quickly extinguished the lights, and fell asleep peacefully.
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"Mom." Little Yoona called out to her mother.
The young woman looked at her five-year-old daughter and smiled honestly. She picked up her most beautiful piece of cloth and wrapped it around her daughter's neck.
Afraid that her daughter would lose the treasure given by the god, she originally wanted to get a small bag to put it in, but unfortunately there was not enough fabric, so the young woman took out a hemp rope and tied the top of the chopsticks with the hemp rope.
It was made into a collar and hung around little Yoona's neck.
She then took out a few pairs of straw sandals she had knitted from the discarded wood in the alley and handed them to little Yoona.
At this time, little Yoona had a simple silk cloth wrapped around her neck, and a pair of chopsticks hanging inside the silk cloth. She was wearing a dusty coarse linen clothes, and she was wearing straw sandals that could scratch the skin of human feet.
.
It looks very funny, but just these things have already emptied the family of this pick-up. These things may be said to be very pick-up in the eyes of He Wu Fuhua, but for this mother, the little
What Yoona has on her body is the only thing she can give her.
Finally, use a bamboo tube, pour fish soup into it, and seal the outlet to keep the fish soup inside.
He patted his daughter on the shoulder and nodded with satisfaction.
Although she was a little reluctant to leave her daughter, she was unwilling to stop her. Since Xiao Yuner wanted to be free, her mother would give her freedom. If Xiao Yuner wanted to stay with He Wu, her mother would let her go.
This is the only thing she, as a mother, can give, or is the only thing she can give to little Yoona.
If the gods are not willing to accept little Yuner, she will sit at the gate of the village waiting for her daughter to return. If the gods are willing to accept little Yuner, then naturally everyone will be happy.
From now on, little Yoona will not have to suffer, endure hunger and cold with her.
"Go, little Yoona, you look for your own future, but remember, if you want to go home, this will always be your home."
The woman gently kissed Yun'er's forehead, then released her hands that tightly hugged her daughter, letting the young bird fly left and right in the vast blue sky.
If you can't protect her well, you might as well let her fly around. At least she might be able to find her own future.
May she not suffer from hunger, may she not be troubled by cold.
With red eyes, little Yoona bowed slightly to her mother. This was the etiquette she saw the gods doing to each other. Although she didn't know what it meant, little Yoona felt that it represented respect.
The bamboo tube filled with fish soup, followed by the moonlight, moved step by step towards Xuanyuan Ji's tribe.
The mother looked at this young figure at the door.
She is willing and can only believe that the things given by the gods can protect her daughter from predators.
It's a coincidence that on that day, the Lone King's tiger roared in the mountains and forests. All predators were not allowed to go out to hunt tonight. It was originally a gift to celebrate his master's escape from danger.
This thin little girl had some luck and was not attacked by wild beasts all night.
Otherwise, just relying on little Yoona to walk alone in the mountains and forests is no different from seeking death.
However, in Xiao Yun'er's young mind, as long as he can stay behind Lord God, even if it means death, it doesn't matter.
This is not the kind of love between a man and a woman, but a kind of worship. As long as she can follow him and see He Wu's back, little Yoona is satisfied.
Little Yoona has also become He Wu's right-hand man, one of the few comrades who He Wu can back to back. Of course, that's a story later.