Chapter 210 The old man talks about teenage madness
Han Cheng, who was covered with a thick layer of fur, woke up from the cold in the middle of the night. He thought about burning the kang or adding another piece of fur, but he couldn't resist the sleepiness and coldness. He curled up into a ball in the bed and kept thinking.
Do a psychological struggle.
After struggling for a while, he still couldn't withstand the coldness. He gritted his teeth and got out of the bed, pulled the simple clothes, "Bah hahaha", shook the rope and quickly put it on, then groped to the window, and put it on.
A piece of animal skin used as a curtain was opened, and a faint light came through. The room was brighter than before.
Han Cheng leaned against the light and fumbled to take out a hand drill he had made some time ago for making fire, as well as tinder. After touching for a while, he started a fire.
Then they lit up the fire, took the dry firewood piled in the corner and started to burn the kang. People also squatted at the mouth of the kang to keep warm by the light of the fire.
He secretly cursed the damn weather.
It wasn't too cold when I went to bed at night, so why has the temperature dropped so sharply now?
Fu Jiang also came out of his kennel next to the kang, squatted on the ground, propped up his body with his front legs, and looked at the fire with Han Cheng.
After burning for a while, Han Cheng reached out and touched it. It was warm and very comfortable.
So he added more broken firewood and piled it there. He also used a few pieces of adobe to block the opening of the fire, leaving a small hole. After seeing that the fire was not extinguished, he couldn't wait to jump on the kang and get into bed.
Broken firewood is not easy to start an open flame and burns slowly. The purpose of blocking the kang mouth is to reduce air circulation and prolong the burning time of firewood.
It will not happen that the kang becomes cold while sleeping and the person wakes up from the cold, or the fire under the kang keeps burning, making the person too hot and unable to sleep.
Lying on the quilt, with the hot kang underneath, the whole quilt was warm. Han Cheng felt so comfortable that he wanted to roll around, and couldn't help but sing praises to the wisdom of his ancestors.
When the kang is warm, people tend to feel sleepy. Han Cheng yawned loudly and moved around, preparing to fall asleep. When he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly thought of Wu who was left alone in the cave.
On such a cold night, he woke up from the cold. How could he, an elderly man, endure it there?
Thinking of this, Han Cheng suddenly fell asleep. He quickly got up from the bed, quickly put on his animal skin clothes, and put on a cloak made of old sheepskin. He took it from the adobe platform not far away.
He opened the mouth of the earthen kang, took out a burning twig, lit the oil lamp, blocked the mouth of the earthen kang, then took the oil lamp to the outside, opened the door and walked out of the house.
The moment he walked out of the house, he was immediately surrounded by the cold air. Han Cheng shivered and shrank his neck, using his other hand to protect the lamp to prevent the oil lamp, which had a small flame, from being blown out by the fire because he walked too fast.
Junior Brother Sha, who was wrapped tightly in furs and moving around in a small area on the low wall on the west side, turned around inadvertently, saw this scene, and let out a sigh, looking a little surprised.
Because he was far away and the sky was dark, he only saw some firelight and an outline, and could not recognize that it was Han Cheng.
"who!"
Junior Brother Sha held the spear with his gloved hand and shouted.
Han Cheng was also startled by Junior Brother Sha's sudden shout.
Then he reacted and said: "Me!"
"Woo, woo..." Fu Jiang also shouted.
Junior Brother Sha heard Han Cheng's voice and asked no more questions. He was just a little surprised that the Son of God stayed up in the middle of the night and why he was running to the cave with a lamp in hand.
Han Cheng walked into the cave with a lamp. The cave was extremely dark. Because everyone had moved away, the outer entrance of the cave was no longer blocked. Only the inner cave where the witches lived was covered with skins at night.
The raft is blocked.
This is also because the cave, which used to be relatively warm, is now as cold as the outside.
This cave is cool in the summer, but it's really hard to live in in the winter. The witches must be moved out of here!
Han Cheng thought to himself as he walked.
Before he reached the edge of the inner cave, Han Cheng suddenly stopped and acted as if he was listening attentively.
In the quiet night, intermittent moaning could be heard from time to time. By listening to the sound, I could identify its location and found that the source of the sound was the inner cave where the witch lived alone.
Han Cheng listened for a while, and his expression suddenly became strange.
The witch is this old man having a teenage madness, relying on self-entertainment to spend the sleepless night in this long night, or is there a female primitive in the tribe...
Thinking like this, Han Cheng's expression became even weirder, and then he showed a clear look.
No wonder when Wu was asked to move out of the inner cave and live in a new house, he refused to do anything. It turned out that the root cause was here.
Han Cheng smiled like a fox who had stolen a chicken.
Unexpectedly, never expected that witches actually have such a side!
Han Cheng had a gossipy look on his face. After thinking for a while, he put down the oil lamp in his hand and quietly walked towards the inner cave, hoping to hear more clearly.
As he got closer, the sound became much clearer. After listening for a while, Han Cheng was sure that there was only one witch in the cave.
only……
He became confused, shouldn't this kind of thing be very happy? Why was the witch's voice a bit painful?
Could it be that I have gone astray?
Thinking like this, he wanted to push the raft away and go in, but he was also afraid that the witch was really doing something unscrupulous. If he was frightened, he would never be happy again. This would be a huge sin.
After thinking for a while, he stepped back, picked up the oil lamp on the ground, coughed a few times as if his throat was uncomfortable, waited for a while, and then walked towards the inner cave.
When walking, I deliberately stepped hard and walked slowly.
When he came to the inner cave and listened, the moaning was still there. Han Cheng's heart sank and he felt that something bad had happened.
He hurriedly said: "Witch?"
Then free up one hand to push the raft.
"God...Son of God?"
The painful moans stopped for a while, and the witch's trembling voice came out.
The sound stopped, and he couldn't help but moan again.
Han Cheng had already entered the inner cave at this time. The bean-like lights dispelled the darkness of the inner cave, revealing the feather crests and bone staffs placed there, as well as numerous pottery boards, and people curled up on the bed covered with animal skins.
Group of witches.
The witch's face was pale, with sweat on his face and a look of pain on his face.
When he saw Han Cheng coming in, he wanted to sit up, but he couldn't get up because he was in too much pain.
When Han Cheng saw Wu looking like this, he couldn't help but be shocked. He didn't know how a good person could suddenly become like this.
He put the oil lamp aside and asked the witch what was going on.
Wu curled up and said in pain: "Legs..."
Han Cheng lifted off the fur covering Wu's body and saw that Wu's hands were tightly holding the left leg.
His left leg was curled up, his toes spread out unnaturally, and there was a visibly-looking pimple on his calf!
