Traveling through the world of beasts: Lingquan space has some fields

While eating dinner, Qiao Xin finally remembered the various shapes of clay embryos she had been stacking by the river to dry.

After dinner, I took Lang Rui and put all the clay embryos into the basket. If I had time, I made a pottery cellar to see if I could produce finished products.

It started to snow in the middle of the night, and the north wind whimpered with chill, making a whining sound, which was creepy. Qiao Xin lay on the bed and tossed around, feeling a little cold. Finally, she turned into an animal shape and got into the bed. Inside, I heard the sound of the door opening next door.

"Ouch?"

Qiao Xin heard the sound of the door closing again, followed by the sound of very light footsteps, gradually coming towards her, and the blade slipped between her fingers. She was relieved when the familiar warm smell appeared.

Lang Rui: "I'm going to check on the other people in the tribe, but don't go out."

"Ouch."

Lang Rui did not leave immediately. He went to the living room, brought the bear skin in, covered the little raccoon, and then opened the door from Qiao Xin's house.

Being covered in fur in the shape of an animal was relatively warm, and with a quilt and a bear skin on her body, Qiao Xin quickly fell asleep.

When she was drifting off to sleep, the door opened again, and Qiao Xin opened her eyes instantly.

"It's me." Lang Rui stood in the darkness, patted the snow off his body, and stood there until the coldness on his body disappeared, then he went to the bedroom.

Qiao Xin recognized Lang Rui, closed her eyes, yawned, and turned into a human form, "How is it?"

"No one has a door to block the wind, so it's a bit cold. The cubs will huddle with the adult orcs, and after tonight, we will go cut down trees to make doors tomorrow." Before returning to his side, he added, "Don't worry."

Lang Rui went to his side. There was a pigskin spread on the bed carved from bluestone. He turned into an animal shape and lay on it to sleep.

When Qiao Xin woke up the next morning, she felt that it was much brighter than usual outside. When she opened the door, she saw that the wind and snow had stopped, the sky and the earth were white, and all the green mountains and black soil in the past had disappeared.

It was not the first time Qiao Xin saw snow, but it was the first time she saw such heavy snow. She excitedly collected a ball of snow and threw it towards Lang Rui not far away.

Lang Rui's ears twitched and he ducked slightly to the side. The snowball behind him flew past his ears.

Turning around, he was holding an iron box and a pink plastic toothbrush in his hand.

Yesterday, when Qiao Xin gave him a toothbrush, she taught him how to use it. He cleaned the toothbrush and glanced at Qiao Xin, who was making a snowball beside him.

Qiao Xin was wearing a gray and black striped animal skin skirt and a tube top. She stood on the snow with bare feet and tried hard to press the snowballs.

The fair skin is more beautiful than snow, warm and pink.

Mao Bai stood at the entrance of the cave not far away and greeted Qiao Xin.

As soon as Qiao Xin looked over, Lang Rui's figure blocked her, "Aren't you cold?"

Qiao Xin was stunned. Yes, she was so excited to see such thick snow that she forgot to wear her military coat.

She dropped the snowball and ran home. When she came out again, she was wrapped in a military coat and dragged her big boots like boats.

Sliding into the snow three steps at a time and continuing to make snowballs.

"Where's Mao Bai?"

Lang Rui saw that she was wrapped tightly and her fair skin was no longer exposed. He curled his lips with satisfaction and said, "A group of them are cooking on the big platform."

Breakfast was the leftover bone soup from last night. Qiao Xin cut the chestnut potatoes into pieces, put them on the pot with two wooden sticks, and put the cut chestnut potatoes on the sticks. While the soup was heating, the water vapor could steam the chestnut potatoes. .

After breakfast, except for the old man, the cubs and the wounded who stayed in the tribe, the others began to walk into the snow-covered forest.

The snow didn't seem to come suddenly, and everyone was more adaptable than Qiao Xin, an outsider.

Qiao Xin turned into a little raccoon and rode on Lang Rui's back. The cold wind blew and the hair turned upside down, revealing the thick velvet underneath. Their goal today was not the giant trees that even a few people could hug, but the surrounding areas of the tribe. Some trees are 20 centimeters thick and seven or eight meters high.

Qiao Xin has three giant axes, which are ordinary iron axes. Only Niu Biao and Mao Bai came to borrow them yesterday. No one else came. Qiao Xin didn't know how to lend them to others. It's not sweet to force them to lend them to others.

For people who have grown up under the enslavement education of generations in the Orc Continent, what makes them change is not relying on her personal strength, but on them taking the initiative to take that step.

Moreover, doors, something that seems to be taken for granted in Blue Star, are considered a new thing in the Orc Continent. Not everyone can accept a new thing as easily as Lang Rui, and can think of the benefits it brings at a glance. .

Of course, on a deeper level, Qiao Xin is not sure whether Lang Rui understands it. It doesn't matter if he doesn't understand, as long as he doesn't object.

The door actually represents a kind of privacy, blocking out prying eyes and prohibiting others from intruding at will, which is fundamentally an expression of human rights.

Slaves have no privacy.

Qiao Xin wants them to learn the independence and importance of human rights from a small door, so that they can stand up.

A piece of snow, a gust of cold wind, and a door are all subtle. Qiao Xin believes that this group of orcs will one day learn what human rights are.

The male orcs were shirtless and took turns swinging giant axes, while the remaining orcs carried downed trees.

The female orcs used stone knives to cut off the branches, bundle them into small handfuls, and carry them back to the tribe as firewood.

Everyone was working enthusiastically, but Qiao Xin did not join them. With Lang Rui watching, nothing would go wrong.

She walked to the narrow part of the river. The river was covered with a thin layer of ice. She could still see the rapid river under the ice. The broken trees in the narrow part had been washed away.

The wind by the river was so strong that it hurt my face.

Qiao Xin sniffed her dry nose. It was snowing, but the weather was very dry. She looked at the withered reeds on the other side of the river, weighed down by the snow.

Vaguely, several patches of green can still be seen on the snow.

Qiao Xin turned around and swept around her. Except for the dead grass that had not been covered by the snow, only the lush pine trees were green.

There is no green on the ground.

Qiao Xin seemed to have thought of something and ran into the river for two steps. She found that she was a short-legged raccoon. She turned around and ran back, howling as she ran.

Lang Rui had been paying attention to her. He saw the little raccoon's round body with gray and black stripes rushing through the white snow, making a cute cry. Seeing that there was no danger around him, he looked back and continued to cut down the tree.

Qiao Xin ran to Lang Rui's feet and shouted at him: "Ooooooooooo." I want to cross the river.

Lang Rui pulled her away with his feet, and Qiao Xin came back in a ball of fur, "Ooooooooooo." Send me across the river, and you can come back and chop her.

Lang Rui lost his temper because of her annoyance. He handed the iron ax to the others, bent down to pick up the little raccoon, and held it in his arms, "What's wrong?"

"Ouch." Crossing the river.

He struggled down from Lang Rui's arms and turned into a human form, "I want to go to the other side of the river."

When the cold wind blew, Qiao Xin shivered violently. After uttering human words, she quickly transformed into a little raccoon, still with fur to keep warm.