Let Go Of That Primordial Man

In the morning breeze, Master Niu squatted outside an old thatched hut.

He was holding a huge wooden bowl in his hand, but there were only a few wild fruits the size of pigeon eggs in the wooden bowl. This was the breakfast food that the Xun tribe provided to their distinguished guest, Master Niu, free of charge.

Because of the hangover, Master Niu's forehead was hurting badly at this time, even though he tried to use the plots of novels and TV dramas he had read before to use his internal energy to relieve the headache.

But in the end, he still found that such an approach was useless at all; he didn't know how these authors and screenwriters came up with the plot out of their brains, and they just lied to Mr. Niu for so many years.

The strong stimulation under the entrance of the sour wild fruit immediately lifted Master Niu's spirit, and what happened last night also appeared in his mind like a revolving lantern:

Obtaining the so-called magic knife has already made La Lan, the chief female warrior of the Xun tribe, quite overjoyed; but Master Niu's next burning knife and spirits are the treasure that fascinates the entire Xun tribe.

When they learned that Master Niu's caravan actually brought five rattan baskets weighing hundreds of catties with this wonderful spirit; one second the caravan was surrounded by them, and the next second Became the most distinguished guest of the Xun tribe.

And at the welcome banquet that night, the spirits were taken out by a group of senior warriors from the Xun tribe, as well as the local goods under Mr. Niu, and they drank them to their heart's content.

Maybe it's because of the masculine self-esteem in my heart. Since I can't beat you for the time being, Guan also wants to overwhelm the complicated psychology of you old ladies; The senior female warriors of the Xun tribe launched a fierce attack.

The final result was frustrating. Although these old women had no chance to touch the spirit of burning knives before, they seemed to be born with an amazing capacity for alcohol; thus, Master Niu and others were completely forced.

His last memory is that after he forced himself to drink half a bowl of wine, he collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud; then a tall female warrior held the collar in one hand and proposed the venue of the banquet. , threw it into this dilapidated thatched hut, and let himself fall into a deep sleep...

A few wild fruits can't satisfy Master Niu's huge appetite now.

In just a few mouthfuls, Master Niu, who had finished his breakfast in a bowl, was about to hide in the dilapidated thatched hut and find some food from his portable space to fill his stomach. A figure slowly walked up to Master Niu. .

Master Niu looked up and saw that this guy was a well-known old bachelor from the Black Stone Tribe. He was famous in the whole Black Stone Tribe for he would rather have a big white rabbit toffee than a young widow.

Today's Jing is not only a fourth-level totem warrior, but also a member of the glorious Shushan Sacred Cult. He is a figure at the level of the small leader of the Black Stone Tribe; Reputation, it is estimated that it is quite difficult to solve personal problems internally.

Therefore, when the bachelor coalition army was formed this time, Jing joined the army of the bachelor coalition army with the undisputed qualifications of an old bachelor;

Master Niu, you are not full yet! Some of the bird eggs I have here taste good, you can try some of them. While speaking, Jing placed five bird eggs that were one size larger than goose eggs on the into the empty bowl of Master Niu.

Ignoring Jing's voice, it seemed that there was a strong lack of energy in the middle, and Master Niu's mind had been attracted by the bird eggs in the bowl.

These bird eggs have been processed, but not boiled in the traditional way, but buried under the ashes of the firepit and roasted.

As a result, there are many cracks on the top of the eggshell, which has been stained with a large amount of ashes; but it is also like this, the faint and attractive egg fragrance spreads from the cracks, making Master Niu move his index finger suddenly. stand up.

In a few moments, Master Niu peeled off the shell of a bird's egg, and bit it hard.

Sure enough, the taste of the entrance is indeed very good. It is at least much better than Master Niu's experience when eating boiled eggs in the modern plane.

By the way, where did these birds' eggs come from, were they given by those girls of the Xun tribe? But why didn't I have them. While trying to deal with the eggs in the bowl, Master Niu asked casually.

However, after waiting for a long time, after Master Niu ate all the five bird eggs in the bowl, he still didn't hear Jingkouli's answer.

For this reason, Master Niu raised his head in surprise, but saw such a strange scene: Jing raised his chin high, looking at the newborn sunset, with infinite sigh and loneliness in his eyes.

After a long time, an answer came out of Jing's mouth: I was completely drunk last night, and this morning, every woman from the Xun tribe who spent the night with me gave me a bird egg ; They said, this is called not taking advantage of me in vain...

That~then, you got such a big bowl of bird eggs. The terrified Master Niu asked, because he was really agitated, and his voice stuttered for a while.

Just kidding, if you count the five bird eggs I just ate, the wooden bowl in Jing's hand, which is bigger than his face, probably contains more than a dozen bird eggs.

So what tragic thing happened last night, which made Mr. Niu feel terrified when he thought about it; the only thing he expected was that his guess was wrong, and the old bachelor Jing would not be so miserable.

Fortunately, Master Niu looked at Jing and began to shake his head, negating Master Niu's questioning.

Immediately, the guy smiled wryly: How is that possible? I have already eaten a bowl just now, and now I really can't eat any more; forget it, you can eat all these bird eggs and cows. It is said that it is harmful to the body. It's quite fluttering.

By the way, Mr. Niu, if this bowl is not enough for you, you can ask other people for it. Some of them have more bird eggs than me, and they are worried that they can't finish it. Jing added this sentence.

After finishing speaking, Jing involuntarily put the wooden bowl in Master Niu's hand; then turned around, and walked away slowly again with staggering steps.

It is said that Mr. Niu is holding a bowl of bird eggs with both hands, and it is not right to eat or not to eat. He really has a strong feeling of dumbfounding in his heart.

Just suddenly, Mr. Niu realized a very serious problem: Why did Mr. Niu not receive the bird eggs this morning? Doesn't this mean that Mr. Niu was despised by these old ladies again?

Immediately, the bird's eggs, which were thought to be quite delicious, became completely tasteless.