I am a primitive

For the past few months, he has been eating, drinking, and escaping standing up, and he doesn't know how much stuff has accumulated on the burnt shell covering his lower body.

If he didn't take advantage of this opportunity to deal with it quickly, it would be a big shame if the scorched shell on his lower body couldn't hold it anymore!

Everyone in the tribe saw something that was like a tree, but now it would go away by itself, and they all came to see it. Even the second senior brother who was snoring loudly was called by one of his wives.

Looking at this group of people who were not sleeping and rushed outside to stare at him, Han Cheng wanted to cry but had no tears.

Damn!

Didn't I just stretch my crotch?

As for such a big fanfare, did the whole tribe come out to watch the fun?

After a stalemate like this for a while, seeing that everyone still refused to go back, Han Cheng broke his heart, mother!Just watch it!

You don't avoid people in everything you do. How can I be inferior to you as a dignified time traveler from a later life?

Thinking of this, he stretched out his small hand to touch the burnt shell behind his buttocks.

You are not mistaken, it is the little hand. For some reason, after his hand was released from the charred shell, it became like this.

Both hands look like a six or seven-year-old child!

When he first saw this hand, Han Cheng was very frightened, but after confirming that the rest of the hands had also become smaller like the two hands, and did not become out of proportion, he was relieved.

Even things like time travel can happen, so it's not unusual for things like rejuvenation to happen now.

After all, if this matter is calculated carefully, he has made money, 20 years in vain!

"My god! It stinks!"

During the first time when he took off the scorched shell on the back of his buttocks, Han Chengcheng couldn't help cursing in his heart. At this moment, he himself hated himself.

He didn't have the courage to look at the scorched shell, so he threw it away, and then mustered up the courage to uncover the second piece.

At this time, there were noisy and chaotic sounds from the entrance of the cave.

With his back to the cave entrance, Han Cheng turned his head mechanically. When he saw the crowd who were watching him with great interest just now, their expressions all changed, and they covered their mouths and noses and squeezed into the cave.

Seeing this scene, Han Cheng felt secretly refreshed.

Damn, I told you to look at Lao Tzu's bare ass, have you been tricked now?

Hahaha... vomit...

"hiss!"

Han Cheng was shocked, and couldn't help shivering. Damn, it feels so sour to wipe his butt with snow balls!

While smoking the air conditioner, he cleaned his body with snow balls. Compared with the cold, he couldn't stand his stinking body!

After finally dealing with personal hygiene, Han Cheng, who was almost frozen and lost his intuition, walked mechanically and slowly into the cave step by step.

The moment he appeared at the entrance of the cave, everyone once again covered their noses together and looked at him with panic in their eyes.

It wasn't until he was slapped twice on the head by the witch that he tentatively let go of his nose...

Han Cheng sniffled, damn it, he was disgusted by primitive people. Is it really so stinky?

Stink... stink?

Chapter 12 Food Crisis

Han Cheng has one more job now, which is to expose the charred shells on his body little by little when he is fine.

This has a kind of unexpected coolness, which is more intoxicating than tearing the skin of the feet down after soaking in the light...

The skin exposed from the scorched shell just now is pink, but it won't take long before it will gradually become normal.

More than half of the scorched crust on Han Cheng's face has been removed, but he has not removed the scorched crust on his eyebrows and above them.

He worried that after exposing these things, the gap between himself and the people in the tribe would be highlighted, and he would be ostracized.

After two or three days of ideological struggle, Han Cheng finally put his hand on the face.

Because this is a problem that needs to be faced sooner or later, instead of being so hesitant, it is better to tear it apart earlier.

And judging from the reaction of the people in the tribe to his existence, even if they really found out that their appearance was different from them, they shouldn't react too violently.

The burnt shell was peeled off bit by bit, but Han Cheng couldn't help but raise his heart.

Wu Wu who was next to him saw Han Cheng's actions and was a little curious.

He got up from his fur and walked to Han Cheng who was sitting aside and had already peeled off all the burnt shells on his face.

When he saw Han Cheng for the first time, he showed surprise.

Han Cheng's heart tightened, and sure enough, the difference in appearance was still discovered.

He looked at Wu nervously, waiting for Wu's next plan.

In this tribe, the witch's status is higher than that of the elder brother who is the leader.

"You look good."

Wu stared at Han Cheng for a while, a smile appeared on his face, and he said a word of admiration.

He still speaks the language of their tribe, but now, Han Cheng can understand him.

Seeing Wu's reaction like this, Han Cheng Weixuan's heart was completely relieved, he also laughed, and said in the words of the tribe: "Wu, it looks good."

Well, Han Cheng is not dumb now. When he got better day by day, and later pulled out a long strand of dead skin from his throat with his hands, he was able to speak.

After hearing Han Cheng's words, the smile on Wu's face became wider. He stretched out his hand and patted Han Cheng's head dotingly, and then called the senior brother to let him see the brand-new Han Cheng together.

The eldest brother's attitude towards Han Cheng is very good. Although he feels a little strange that such a big thing has only become such a villain, he can accept Han Cheng's existence.

On the one hand, this is because he witnessed the miraculous scene when Han Cheng descended, and on the other hand, he was influenced by the witch who took good care of Han Cheng.

Especially after Han Cheng peeled off the scorched shell underneath, revealing the little sparrow who had returned to the pre-liberation overnight, the elder brother became more willing to accept Han Cheng.

After all, at this time, in comparison, a man has a greater effect on the tribe than a woman.

Not only in hunting, but also in foreign conflicts.

Of course, because the work they do is too dangerous, men are more likely to be injured than women.