Chapter 395 The Tribe Filled With Sweetness (For AT Leader 10/10)
Don't get into trouble, don't get into trouble...
As he hurried that way, Wu kept thinking in his mind.
If something happened to the Son of God, then...he really couldn't imagine what their tribe would be like after such a thing happened.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that the sky is falling.
The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, because he learned from the gatekeeper Tietou that the Son of God had been setting off with Lame for a long time.
I haven't come back after such a long time, this...
Thinking about what was passed down from the previous witches, the two tribesmen who died not far from the hive, the witch became even more panicked, and his heart was pulled together...
He was breathing heavily, but he didn't feel tired anymore. He kept walking forward, not at all like the speed that a person of his age should have.
"I'll go take a look first!"
The eldest brother, who was getting more and more uneasy, walked like this for a while, spoke to Wu, and then led a large number of people and rushed towards the direction of the hive at the speed of killing prey.
"Son of God?!"
After running like this for a while, not long after entering the forest, the senior brother and the others saw Lame walking in front with a jar and a package on his back.
His eyes lingered on Lame for a moment and then skipped over, landing directly on a strange-looking person about ten meters behind Lame.
Although this man was holding a wooden box in his hands, wearing a strange-looking bamboo hat on his head, and his face was obscured by linen, they were able to identify him immediately. He was the Son of God whom they were worried about.
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After shouting in surprise, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and quickened their pace again, rushing towards Han Cheng.
Han Cheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, why was he still discovered?
Then he realized that he had a beehive in his hand, and he quickly shouted: "Don't get too close to me, I have bees in my hand..."
Lame also reacted and quickly added: "Son of God, there are bees in your hand, don't go there."
Are there bees?
Why is there still a bee in the hand of the Son of God?
When I was thinking about it, I realized that from time to time there would be small insects with wings flying in and out of the wooden box that Shenzi was holding.
The senior brother was startled and said anxiously: "Son of God! Throw it away quickly!"
As he spoke, he was about to run towards Han Cheng, hoping to rescue their great Son of God from the vicious insect.
Throw away?
Why do you want to throw away the bees that you finally got?
Looking at the people running towards him again, Han Cheng was moved and couldn't help but smile.
After another explanation, these people finally stopped suspiciously, kept a certain distance from Han Cheng, and looked at Han Cheng with a hint of worry and awe.
What I was worried about was that the bee would hurt Shenzi, but what I admired was that Shenzi was such a fierce and avoidable bee that Shenzi not only took the initiative to provoke them, but also put them all in a box and carried them away with his own hands.
"Where's the witch?"
Han Cheng asked.
According to his understanding of witches, the senior brother and the others had mobilized troops and mobilized people in this way, and it was impossible for the old man who was dedicated to the tribe not to remain indifferent.
"Witch is behind!"
After being reminded by Han Cheng, everyone who came here remembered this matter. The senior brother quickly sent the fastest person to run back and asked him to tell Wu the news that the Son of God was fine, and asked him not to worry.
Don't come this way again.
Here, at Han Cheng's signal, Lai put down the honey he was holding and opened the package. He put down the beehive and came over to cut some honeycombs with a bamboo knife and distribute them to everyone who came over.
Everyone looked at this yellowish thing with many holes, and they couldn't place their mouths for a while.
Lame is a veteran. He picked up a small piece of the honeycomb that he was given and before putting it to his mouth, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Then he demonstrated to everyone, put the honeycomb into his mouth and couldn't wait to taste it, his eyes narrowed.
stand up.
After everyone saw his reaction, they put this inconspicuous and even strange-looking honeycomb into their mouths with suspicion.
"Um?!"
The elder brother's eyes widened instantly.
The second senior brother who likes to eat the most hesitated for a moment, and then started to move his mouth quickly. While eating, he looked at the remaining large pieces of honeycomb in the package, his eyes shining...
No wonder the Son of God wanted to come here and get these bees wholeheartedly. It turns out that this thing is so delicious!
I thought that the boiled fruit juice I drank before was sweet and delicious enough, but now compared with this honeycomb, it is really inferior!
Xiao Fu, who had a smaller face, also came over. As the first discoverer of the hive and the pioneer who tested the poison himself, Han Cheng also gave it some hives, and Fu Jiang and the other guys were no exception.
After such a period of operations, Han Cheng also rested, picked up the beehive, and continued to set off to the tribe.
The eldest brother and others all followed suit. Different from the anxious state when they came before, on the way back, everyone became calm and filled with joy. Some people were still secretly licking their fingers.
This son of God, who has not yet fully grown up, has long since become their backbone...
"Huh~!"
After receiving the notification, the witch let out a long breath and relaxed. The person who had been walking in a hurry just now finally felt tired and found a slightly higher place to sit down, breathing heavily.
While panting, he asked about the situation over there.
"Collect all the bees?!"
Wu's eyes widened.
"Wu, please try it."
Within the tribe, Han Dashenzi, who knew that what he was doing at this time was not right, held a bowl of freshly brewed honey water in his hand and handed it to the witch, acting rather dog-leggedly.
When Wu looked at the appearance of the Son of God, he felt like laughing and being moved at the same time.
Pretending to still be angry, he took the honey water and brought it to his mouth to drink. His somewhat cloudy old eyes immediately shone.
With his mouth wide open, he looked at Han Cheng and then at the honey water in the bowl, with a look of shock on his face. The anger he had just managed to hold on to was gone in an instant.
"God...the Son of God..."
Seeing Wu's reaction, Han Cheng smiled implicitly...
In the room, Han Cheng inserted a chopstick into a small bowl and picked it up, and a bright line of sticky honey was drawn out.
The chopsticks dipped in honey entered the child bride's mouth.
Bai Xuemei's big eyes narrowed involuntarily, like two cute crescent moons.
As expected, Brother Cheng brought something delicious back...
The beehive was placed on a specially built earthen wall in the courtyard that was more than one meter high and two or three meters long.
It's impossible not to set it so high, because guys like Xiaofu want to come over and harass the beehive when they have nothing to do, and they fully display the concept of "remember to eat but not to fight".
Home is wherever the queen bee is, and these bees have adapted to their new home, constantly moving in and out of the holes of the beehive, working hard to collect pollen and make honey.
Outside the wall of the Qingque Tribe, the large area of ​​vigorously blooming rapeseed flowers has become their best place to pick flowers...
