I am a primitive

In the afternoon, the gloomy sky gradually began to brighten. When it was almost dark, the sun, which had never shown its face, actually came out.

Although there was no temperature, it made the leader of the Huangguo tribe and everyone very happy.

The sun is out, which means the weather is going to get warmer soon!

Because he saw hope, and the food he ate last night and this morning was not very good, everyone was very hungry, so the leader of the Huangguo tribe took out more food this time than the last two times, which is considered a small celebrated.

Wrapped in a thick tiger-skin cloak, Han Cheng, who watched the snow fall from the deer shed, didn't think so.

The cold front passes through and the heavy snow stops, which means that the place where the cold and warm air flow meet has passed, and what is now entering the ground is a strong cold air mass.

If nothing unexpected, in the next few days, the tribe and the surrounding land will be under the coverage of cold air masses, the temperature will only be lower than before, and there is absolutely no possibility of rising.

So after dinner, he told the people in the tribe to heat the kang even hotter and cover them with clothes when they went to bed at night.

He also found another tiger skin that was made into a mattress, and let the witch spread it on the kang, so that it would be warm when sleeping at night...

In the cave of the Huangguo tribe, even though there was a fire burning, the cold air was still overwhelming.

At night, many people woke up from the cold, and the leader of the Huangguo Tribe ordered the fire to be burned more vigorously, which made it somewhat better.

Just make it through tonight and it will be warmer as soon as the sun comes out tomorrow...  

The leader of the Huangguo tribe and many people from the Huangguo tribe comforted themselves in this way.

The next day, the sluggish sun finally showed up, and a small piece of white was hanging in the sky.

The people of the Huangguo tribe couldn't help cheering, feeling that the warm weather would come soon.

The people of the Huangguo Tribe, who had been cheering for a while, couldn't cheer anymore, because after the hot sun came out, the temperature didn't rise much, and the ice and snow didn't show any sign of melting.

Looking at the small piece of yellowed ice on the ground, the leader of the Huangguo tribe fell into uncomfortable contemplation.

It was a steaming bubble of urine that he pissed, and it didn't take long before he was frozen. In the past, such things were rare...

When the yellow sun was still far away from the west, it disappeared, and the twilight gradually fell, and it came to the twilight that the Huangguo tribe least wanted to spend.

Now, there are two times that the leader of the Huangguo tribe is most reluctant to live, one is dusk and the other is early morning.

Because at this time, the remaining food in the tribe, which is not much, will be less...

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On the ground covered with thick snow, there is a line of people wrapped in animal skins, holding weapons, and trekking hard.

These people tightened their bodies in the cold wind, and kept looking around, eager to find some prey to fill their empty stomachs.

However, what made them feel uncomfortable was that after a heavy snow fell, some animals that appeared in the warm weather before disappeared again and became extremely difficult to find.

They knew that the food they most urgently needed was buried under the thick snow, but, to their desperation, they couldn't find it at all under the snow.

The leader of the Huangguo Tribe, after searching for a while but failed to find any living animals, angrily pawed at the ground with a stick in his hand, trying to find some frozen prey from the thick snow .

Such behavior is of course futile, but at the fringe of the team, there is a surprise.

A rabbit that got into the snow nest to eat hay was startled.

Walking in thick snow, it is natural that the longer the legs, the more advantageous it is.

Just like the current rabbit, it jumped as hard as it could, but it didn't go too high out of the snow, and the distance it crossed couldn't exceed [-] centimeters, so it fell headlong into the snow nest again.

The heavy team erupted in joy, and then the short-legged rabbit lost its life and was held in the hand by its ears.

The surprise brought by the rabbit made everyone cheer up again, staring with uncomfortable eyes, trying their best to find the prey.

The reason why surprises are called surprises is that the possibility of things happening in themselves is not great.

So in the following time, surprises never happened again.

Holding hands with little senses, looking up at the sun without much temperature in the sky, the leader of the Huangguo tribe felt very uncomfortable.

Even when he was about to come out, he asked the people who stayed in the cave to untie the fur and let the people who came out wrap it around, and he himself was covered with thick fur, but his body was still blown by the icy cold wind. gotta tremble.

He really wanted to take people back here, go back to the cave, surround the warm fire, drink warm soup, and never suffer from this kind of pain again.

But when he thought about the food in the tribe that was only enough for two days at most, he forced this thought back.

I can't go back. If I go back at this time, someone in the tribe will starve to death and be eaten...

In the snow, another team is also trekking.

Mao, who was tightly wrapped and with taupe linen strips over his eyes, walked at the front of the line, looking around constantly.

Shang looked at Mao, and couldn't help but mention it.

At this time, under the heavy snow, the surrounding area was a vast expanse of whiteness, and some of the more eye-catching signs were covered up, losing their previous appearance.

Along the way, he felt a sense of déjà vu in many places. Just the place similar to the Huangguo tribe, he secretly identified three in his heart, but every time, Mao led the team forward without much stop.

"There, Huangguo Tribe..."

Mao Zhang looked for a while and pointed in the west direction, and Shang then looked over, feeling a bit like it, but not like it.

He was completely dazed.

When you come to the vicinity of the Huangguo tribe, then turn to the other side. After passing the Goudan Mountain, walk a certain distance, and you will be able to return to the tribe slowly.

At this time, Shang had completely handed over the matter of identifying the way to Mao. Hearing what Mao said, everyone in the team couldn't help but feel a little happy.

It is true that they have a lot of 'equipment', but they are also unwilling to stay longer in this increasingly cold weather. During this journey, the people in the team have thought about how many times the warmth of the tribe Kang, and delicious food too.

At this time, after hearing the vicinity of the Huangguo tribe, everyone was excited, and they led the deer to turn and walked in the direction of the tribe.

The team turned around, and after walking a short distance, Mao, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped.

"what happened?"

Shang hurriedly asked, he was worried that Mao Ji had taken the wrong route back.

Mao handed the rope holding the deer to a person behind, and asked him to hold it, while he himself went to the end of the line to find Shang.

"Remember the wrong way?"

Shang spoke again.

Mao shook his head confidently, how could he remember the wrong way.