Houtu, wearing a white dress and a pair of snow-white sneakers, walked carefully with her long black hair cut into a nice hairstyle.
Judging from Hou Tu's appearance, she was obviously afraid that her beloved shoes would get dirty. By the time she returned to the hilltop where the Wu tribe lived, the sky had already darkened.
These people of the Wu Clan live in caves and look like primitive people. It’s just that these people of the Wu Clan are strong and strong, like ferocious beasts in human form. And when Houtu dressed like this returned to the top of the mountain,
Naturally, all the Wu clan were attracted to her, or in other words, everyone was attracted to Hou Tu's beautiful clothes and shoes.
For these Wu tribesmen, the beauty of this kind of clothes is completely beyond their imagination.
"Little... little sister...?" Di Jiang and the other ancestral witches were naturally attracted to Hou Tu. Looking at Hou Tu, Di Jiang and others almost didn't dare to recognize each other.
Compared with the surrounding shamans wearing animal skins and leaves, wearing dresses and white sneakers, Houtu and them seemed to be from two different worlds.
"Well, brother, I'm back..." Hou Tu said with a smile on his face and a heavy nod.
While he was talking, he saw the familiar people around him looking at him with expressions of surprise and envy, and Hou Tu's little vanity was greatly satisfied.
"Here, what are you wearing? It's not animal skins or leaves...".
Di Jiang's eyes were obviously attracted by the clothes Hou Tu was wearing. After looking at it carefully for a moment, he couldn't tell what kind of material the dress was made of. Anyway, it was very beautiful. The white dress was dotted with a few flowers.
The beautiful little flowers are even more ingenious.
"I don't know. Brother Dongfang Yu gave it to me. I like it very much." Touching the dress on her body, the smooth fabric felt very comfortable to the touch. It was not comparable to animal fur or leaves.
, a smile spread across Hou Tu’s face.
"Dongfang Jade..." Upon hearing this, Di Jiang frowned slightly.
Di Jiang always felt a little uneasy about this guy who couldn't see through anything at all. Compared with others, Di Jiang, the head of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, was born with a more mature mind. He couldn't see through anything, but he couldn't see through it.
He was also a very magical guy, and Di Jiang was much more defensive against him than other witch clansmen.
Dijiang understands this truth naturally. Moreover, Dongfang Yu lives nearby. Who knows if he has any other thoughts?
However, Dongfang Yu saved Hou Tu after all, and seeing that Hou Tu liked Dongfang Yu very much, Di Jiang didn't say anything more, nodded and let Hou Tu rest.
For these witch tribes who live a primitive lifestyle, they have to rest after dark. This is something they are used to.
However, after returning to the cave where he usually lived, looking at the dim environment inside, Hou Tu couldn't help but think of the lamp in Dongfang Jade's room. It was very bright inside, and he only needed to press it with his finger. It was really very bright.
It's magical.
Looking at the place where he slept, which was covered with leaves and plants, Houtu thought of the sofa he was sitting on before. It was very soft. It must be very comfortable to sleep on it, right?
Looking at his usual sleeping place, Hou Tu even hesitated to lie down. He was wearing a white dress and was afraid that it would get dirty if he lay down...
Of course Dongfang Yu didn't know what Hou Tu was thinking.
Not to mention that the existence of Hou Tu makes people feel respected. In fact, even without the identity of Hou Tu, Dongfang Yu will treat her as a sister, just like the little deer she met in the corpse brother's plane.
Even though Xiaolu had no one to take care of her in her own plane, Dongfang Yu brought her back to the real world.
However, once she came to Dongfang Yu's training hut, this fantasy journey was like a seed rooted in Hou Tu's heart, making her unable to forget it. Early the next morning,
Looking at the wild fruits and fresh meat that his second brother Zhu Jiuyin brought to him, Hou Tu couldn't finish it after just one bite.
Normally, Houtu never regards eating as enjoyment. It is just like breathing, just for simple survival. But after eating a bowl of instant noodles at Dongfang Yu's, Houtu realized how delicious it is.
The food is also very enjoyable to eat.
"By the way, Brother Dongfang Yu said yesterday that if I want, I can go to him at any time...".
After reluctantly eating a fruit, Hou Tu couldn't eat the raw meat no matter what. He was still thinking about the taste of instant noodles, and immediately his eyes lit up and he jumped down the mountain.
Zhu Jiuyin looked like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. He looked at Hou Tu who was jumping away, then looked at Hou Tu who stayed behind and ate almost without moving. He scratched his head and didn't understand.
Why did you eat so little today?
In the morning, the android Xiaohong cooked a pot of preserved egg and lean meat porridge. It was a thick and thick porridge with a little chopped green onion sprinkled on top. The aroma was overwhelming.
Hou Tu came to Dongfang Yu's hut, and Dongfang Yu naturally greeted her with a smile to have dinner with her. On the dining table, Hou Tu and Dongfang Yu sat opposite each other. It seemed that although the breakfast was not very rich, it was just preserved egg and lean meat porridge.
It's just served with a little shredded mustard, but even so, this is a rare delicacy for the Red Queen.
I drank three large bowls of porridge, and by the end of it, Poros next to him touched his belly.
Well, as a servant, it seems that I have to take care of breakfast this morning. I should have had my share of the porridge, but it seems that it is gone.
"Well, it seems that we need to cook meals for four people in the future..." Xiaohong, the humanoid next to her, thought silently in her heart.
She has figured it out, and if nothing else happens, Hou Tu will come here to have a meal from now on.
"Ah, I'm so full, so delicious..." After eating three bowls of preserved egg and lean meat porridge with mustard shreds, Hou Tu touched his bulging belly and lay back like a salted fish.
Lying down, he narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.
This is real eating. Those wild fruits and raw meats in the mountains are not eating at all.
"If you like it, you can come here to dine in the future..." Looking at Hou Tu's satisfied look, Dongfang Yu smiled slightly and said.
For Dongfang Yu, it is just an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks. As long as Hou Tu is willing to come and eat, Dongfang Yu will not be so stingy.
"Really? Brother Dongfang, you are so good to me..." After hearing Dongfang Yu's words, Hou Tu was so happy that he almost jumped up, looking very excited.
In the days that followed, Hou Tu often went to Dongfang Yu's training hut, and slowly figured out Dongfang Yu's rules. She refused to miss any of her three meals a day.
Fortunately, the place where Dongfang Yu lives is not far from where these witch clans are located, and Houtu is one of the twelve ancestral witches. Even if her current strength has not yet grown, it is still not a problem for her to catch the way.
Yes, not much time is wasted.
Therefore, in the next half month, Hou Tu ran to Dongfang Jade at least three times almost every day. Gradually, he became obsessed with entertainment such as TV series. He accidentally went too far and simply went to Dongfang Jade.
Yu is waiting for her next meal here and will not go back.
Slowly, Hou Tu spent more time with Dongfang Yu than she did with the Wu clan.
Regarding Hou Tu's situation, other ancestral witches and even the witch clan naturally noticed it. At first, Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin and others didn't think much about it, thinking that Hou Tu was just feeling grateful for Dongfang Yu.
Because of his life-saving grace, she was relatively close to him. Moreover, Dongfang Yu had never done anything detrimental to Hou Tu or even the Wu clan.
But now, Hou Tu has stayed with Dongfang Jade for longer, and spent less time with the Wu clan, which makes Di Jiang and others find it difficult to accept.
There is a situation in modern society. For example, if you have a daughter, you have raised it for more than 20 years and she has always lived at home and is a family member. But when the daughter gets married, she will follow another man. No matter what,
As a parent, or even as a brother or sister, you will all feel a sense of loss.
It’s the feeling of loss when one’s own family becomes someone else’s family.
For Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin and others, Hou Tu's existence is equivalent to their family members. Slowly, Hou Tu stayed with Dongfang Jade longer, and it took longer and longer to return to the Wu Clan.
The less, this feeling made them feel a sense of disparity that their little sister had been abducted by others.
This sense of disparity made these ancestral witches feel somewhat resentful towards Dongfang Jade.
After all, at this time, when the world first opened, these ancestral witches had only been born for more than two years. They had no concept of marriage at all, and they had never seen women who were married to other people's wives. Therefore, regarding the situation of Hou Tu, these
Not only did the ancestral witches feel emotionally disconnected, but they also had no reason to persuade them intellectually.
That night, the moon hung high in the sky, and the entire mountaintop seemed very quiet. Dijiang stood alone on the side of the mountain, looking at the end of a narrow path.
As the sky darkened, Dijiang had been standing here for three full hours, but Houtu still hadn't appeared.
"Brother, sister, hasn't she come back yet? Is she not planning to come back tonight?".
At this time, Zhu Jiuyin came behind Di Jiang, looked at the deserted road, and said with an ugly look on his face.
"Well, it seems that the guy named Dongfang Yu is indeed very capable. He was able to trick our little sister away. Second brother, let's go and bring our little sister back today."
As the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, a sullen look flashed across Di Jiang's face.