Han Cheng, who finally got rid of the fate of becoming food for primitive people, after confirming that his senior brothers had really left, took a big breath of air and felt that the world was so beautiful.
However, his good mood did not last long. When the sun set and the sky dimmed, Han Cheng, who had literally stood like a tree, discovered a serious problem.
He is hungry!
Yes, I am really hungry!
After he recovered from the bizarre things that happened to him, he realized that he was really hungry.
The kind that touches the front to the back!
However, what made him feel extremely helpless and desperate was that he still couldn't move!
When I was watching TV series when I was a kid, I always felt that the "Sunflower Acupuncture Pointer" by Thief Saint Bai Zhantang was particularly cool.
Especially the part where Li Dazui was tapped on his acupuncture points, two small red flags were placed in his hands, and they were moved to the door to serve as sculptures. Han Cheng couldn't help but laugh, and at the same time he was extremely envious.
I didn't expect that I would experience that feeling now.
Damn it!
I shouldn't have touched that rough mural with my bare hands!
After thinking for such a long time, Han Cheng finally figured out a reason for why he traveled through time.
The culprit is the rough mural carved on the stone wall!
While walking in the desert, he came across a barren mountain. On a stone wall, there were some rough and crude pictures carved on it.
It's the kind of pattern that you can tell at a glance was made by primitive people.
Then Han Chenggong, who thought he had discovered something terrible, lay there and pressed his hands on the mural to watch, and then he came here...
Damn it, since I brought myself here, I might as well bring my backpack here too!
There were five or six potatoes, seven or eight hard-boiled eggs, and several packs of compressed biscuits and instant noodles...
"Gululu!"
Han Cheng's eighteenth time to divert his attention and prevent himself from thinking about hunger failed again.
He found that no matter what he was thinking about at this time, it would eventually be related to food.
Even smelling the smell of barbecue emanating from his own body will make him salivate.
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't move at this moment, Han Cheng would really want to take two bites of himself to satisfy his craving.
"hiss!"
"Roar!"
A distant and low roar came from far away in the darkness, bringing with it a sense of ancient desolation.
Let's not talk about what kind of roar it is. Just this deep and powerful voice is enough to make people understand that the owner of the voice is not easy to deal with.
Han Cheng shivered violently, and his somewhat groggy head immediately woke up! He had no time to think about his stomach.
Only now did he suddenly realize a serious problem!
These are primitive times!
There were so many ferocious beasts in the ancient world, and humans who later dominated the world were still struggling to survive in the cracks, trying hard to transform, and struggling to counterattack from the diaosi.
The night in the primitive era was destined to be unsafe!
Especially his existence that constantly exudes the aroma of barbecue, he is like a roasted chicken that is roasted with incomparable deliciousness and constantly beckons to diners.
He is constantly tempting wild beasts to come towards him.
"Roar!"
"Ouch!"
The primitive era of night was simply a paradise for beasts.
In the quiet night, various distant or near beast roars sounded from time to time, which made Han Cheng's hair stand on end.
Especially when he heard movement in the surrounding woods and saw several green light groups in the woods not far away through the moonlight, his heart was in his throat.
He had the experience of encountering wolves in the wild at night, and knew that these light groups were the eyes of the beast!
And judging from the size of the light group, these guys squatting not far away from me are much bigger than wolves!
Han Cheng's heart was full of bitterness, and his heartbeat was beating like a drum.
Damn it, you just escaped the primitive people, and now you are facing the threat of becoming the excrement of wild beasts. Who did you provoke?
Sure enough, a person's luck is very important. It's the same as time travel. Others are all crazy, but my luck, as a time traveler, has plummeted...
Is this because I didn’t read the almanac when I traveled through time?
Han Cheng, whose heart almost jumped out of his throat, couldn't help but complain in his heart.
I don’t know if it’s because I dislike the taste of an alien species like myself, or if the barbecue mixed with a burnt smell doesn’t suit the taste of these prehistoric bosses.
These ferocious beasts, which could not see the true face of Lushan Mountain, wandered in the woods around Han Cheng for a while, and after letting out several deep roars, they finally left and did not come to eat Han Cheng.
Han Cheng, who had avoided becoming food for wild beasts, felt like he was about to collapse.
This is just the first day that I came to the original world, and I have experienced so many excitements. I don’t know how many surprises and frightening things are waiting for me in the future.
Han Cheng thought this way, and then couldn't help but smile to himself because he found that he was thinking too much.
In his current state, even if he doesn't become food, he will probably be able to survive for three days at most.
He stood there tall and straight, looking at the forest with a vast atmosphere under the moonlight, and a helpless smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Shashasha..."
There was a sound again in the surrounding woods. Han Cheng, who had heard such noises many times before, remained frightened and didn't even bother to open his eyes.
Ever since a flat-haired beast that flew from nowhere stood on his head for a long time, and before leaving, he didn't forget to put a piece of strangely smelly bird shit on his nose, and he was wantonly humiliated.
I have no love left in my life.
Rather than suffering a death bit by bit without any dignity, it would be better to have a happy one.
The sound came closer and closer, as if it was coming towards me.
Damn! Finally, a wild beast dared to enter the circle of ashes and come to eat me!
Han Cheng was not afraid of rejoicing and fully expected the beast to come and eat him.
At the same time, I was thinking about where this beast would bite.
It is best to take a bite on your own neck first, so that you can suffer less pain.
"Pop."
"Pah, pah, pah."
Some strange sounds were accompanied by touches, coming from the face wrapped in a burnt shell.
Han Cheng, who was waiting for death, was angry. Damn it! It's so unreasonable to bully others!
If you want to eat, you can eat it. If you don't want to eat it, don't eat it. What the hell are you going to do if you slap me a few times before you bite?
He opened his eyes angrily, ready to see what kind of beast it was, so perverted!
However, the scene before him was completely beyond his expectation.
The person standing in front of him was not some wild beast, but a primitive man with gray hair and an old face.
He was obviously startled by Han Cheng who suddenly opened his eyes, and the hand he raised to slap Han Cheng's face again stopped in mid-air.
There was a look of fright in his somewhat cloudy eyes, but then it turned into deep doubt.
The hand he raised stayed in the air for a while, and then fell on his face again under Han Cheng's angry gaze.
But it's not patting, it's touching.
Touch his mouth and nose and more.
Han Cheng was even more angry, not only because he was molested by this old primitive man, but what was even more irritating was that this old bastard smeared half of his face with the bird shit on his nose!
He tried hard to stare, expressing his anger.
At this moment, he has already broken the pot and is not afraid of being exposed.
However, the old primitive man did not stop because of his anger. Instead, he touched him more vigorously. After touching his face, he bent down and touched all the way down...
As the old primitive man squatted down, Han Cheng finally saw the scenes in other places.
It turns out that there are still some primitive people behind the old primitive people.
Look at the sexy tiger skin skirt, then look at the pot-bellied guy next to him drooling at her, and the white bone necklace that contrasts with the black face. If not these are the senior brothers who left yesterday, who are they?
It turns out that their departure yesterday was only for a short time. Their departure was not their purpose, but their real intention was to go back and invite the master over.
It's just that this master was a bit too unruly, so as soon as they met, he touched his whole body clean.
I am a man!
Han Cheng wailed in his heart. Although his whole body, except for a few important parts of his head, were not covered in black burnt shells, the rest of his body was not spared and had no touch. However, he looked at the hands of the old primitive man who kept groping for his body.
, he still couldn't help but shiver.
Fortunately, the old primitive man didn't touch it for long before he stopped, stood up, and said something to the senior brothers behind him that Han Cheng couldn't understand.
It can be seen that these primitive people have great respect for this old primitive man, including the leader's senior brother, who is very respectful to him.
These people were chattering and even gesticulating, they didn't know what they were talking about.
Just looking at his second senior brother who was drooling more and more, Han Chengcheng knew that it was probably not a good thing.
Could it be that these people are like those monsters in Journey to the West, talking about whether they should fry themselves in some sesame oil?
Their discussion didn't last long before they stopped.
Then the old primitive man looked up at the sky for a while, then looked at the big circle of ashes and the hoof prints left by some beasts around the circle of ashes. Suddenly he put his hands in front of him and made a strange move towards Han Cheng, mouthing.
I was babbling and mumbling something.
From their series of conversations, Han Cheng could see some clues.
He felt that these people seemed to be describing their origins to the old primitive man.
But the old primitive man's series of movements and incantation-like actions left him a little confused.
Could it be that he thinks he is a heretic and wants to sacrifice himself to the gods?
Who cares, why do you care so much at this point? Let’s see what the master can do with a group of disciples!
Han Cheng is now a typical dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.
The old primitive's voice stopped, and as he pointed at himself, several fellow apprentices gathered around him with stone sticks in their hands...
