The appearance of the wild is as beautiful as a flower [System]

Mu Da died a few days before Yuan Fei and Qi returned. Originally, the old man had been ill since Yuan Fei took back his totem. Although his two children, Mu Ju and Mu Ya, took good care of him. Compared with joining the Yanyi tribe, he has a lot of meat, but he has never survived the winter.

This is the first person of the Yanyi tribe to die in winter.

Yuan Fei asked, "How did you die?"

"How can he die, he is so old, since you took his totem, he has been sick." Han had no other meaning, Qi and Yuanfei both let him stare at the beech, his father died , He went to check Mu Da's body, but there was no wound, so he just went there, touched his chin, and expressed his doubts: "However, I looked at the possibility, either died of anger or was scared to death. "

Yuan Fei: "How to say?"

"When he died, his eyes were wide open, as if he was about to eat people. At that time, I thought it was weird." Han recalled that he followed Muju, and when he found Muda died, he saw It was Mu Da's eyes that were not closed.

The body had been buried long ago, and it was impossible to dig it out. Han could only tell Yuan Fei his most intuitive feelings.

Yuan Fei was silent for a while: "Well, I understand, you don't need to follow the beech."

Han was also happy with this, and if he continued to follow like this, everyone in the tribe thought he liked beech.

After Han left, Qi began to work in a muffled voice. Yuan Fei glanced at him, but didn't talk to him. Leaning halfway on the bed, he picked up some hay and began to weave straw mats slowly.

The two were speechless for a moment, doing their own things.

The bone pots and bowls were all scrubbed, the ground of the tree hole was swept clean, and a fire had already started in the fire. Qi spread out some neatly folded animal skins and folded them again.

After three times of tossing and folding, he seemed to have made a decision and strode towards the bed.

"I, I took it, and hid it in a branch hole high up in the big tree at the entrance of the tribe."

Yuan Fei didn't raise his eyes, didn't make a sound, and continued weaving the straw mat.

Qi's rough face was expressionless, and he continued to explain: "The two little people in that thing are sleeping, and there are all kinds of movements and postures. I haven't had time to finish watching it. I'll go get it back and return it to you later." He found it in a tree hole in his house one day, if it wasn't his, it was not the original one. He had never seen such a thing, but he could understand the two small figures inside, one pressed against the other, and the one underneath. The man was sleeping with his legs crossed around the waist of the man above him, just like what he and Yuan Fei did yesterday.

Moreover, it turned out that Yuan Fei liked it very much. He poked it all the way to the back, and Yuan Fei yelled in a soft voice. He was irritated when he recalled it now, and his lower body was slightly hot.

Yuan Fei stopped what he was doing when Qi said that the two villains were sleeping. He raised his head, and the more he heard what Qi said, it seemed that something became clearer in his mind.

"What?..." After a while, his face changed unpredictablely: it was the Longyang Eighteen, isn't it, 36 styles?

Qi stood up and walked out with big strides. He walked quickly to the entrance of the tribe, climbed up the big tree with bare hands, found the small hole he chiseled out on the branch of the big tree, stretched out his hand He took it out, and Han peeked at it, but the leaves that were stuffed in the hole were all covered up as they were. Even if it snowed, there didn't seem to be any traces of moisture.

Qi hid the things in his bosom and brought them back to the tree hole, and handed them to Yuan Fei flatly.

The brown-gray book cover, with "Longyang 36 style" stamped on it in gold-stamped characters, is clearly the book that Naida gave to Yuan Fei.

Yuan Fei took it over with one hand, and the book seemed to still have a slightly warm body temperature: "So, what you made last time... that thing that was not of good quality was also learned from here." He also wondered that primitive barbarians It has progressed to the point of making tools.

Qi: "En." What he made is not as good as Yuan Fei's, and Yuan Fei's is really easy to use, and after using it, it's wet.

Yuan Fei breathed out, and the corner of the book was pinched by him, "I'll put this book away first."

Qi: "..."

***

Regarding the matter of distributing food to the Great Wing Tribe, beyond Yuan Fei's expectation, most of the tribe agreed. After all, the tribe has enough food now. If it is confirmed that it is an alliance of their own tribe, there is no problem in sharing some food.

And Huo Wu stayed in the Yanyi tribe for a short time, and he didn't stop for a moment. He saw that the tribe grew food by themselves, kept live prey in captivity, and some dried fruits and wild mushrooms were all food. Especially after the wild mushroom soup tastes so good that Huowu can eat a pot, and met Xiaowu Xiaoliu and a group of people of similar age, fighting together, learning to make some weapons he has never seen before, life is going fast The fire witch couldn't even bear to sleep.

The feather-like snow had gradually stopped, and the fire witch knew that they had to bring food back to the tribe. This feeling made him reluctant to leave, but also felt that if he didn't go back, the tribe would starve for another day.

Before leaving, Huo Wu bowed to Yuan Fei.

Yuan Fei looked at the curls on the top of his head, which were particularly obvious in the thick hair, and he sincerely hoped that the fire witch could become a real patriarch: "If you can become a real patriarch, you will be able to do so by the time you reach adulthood." On that day, I will personally go to the Great Wing Tribe to bless you."

"Really?!" The fire witch raised his head abruptly, with undisguised hope in his eyes.

Yuan Fei nodded, and the fire witch rushed up, boldly hugged Yuan Fei, and then shouted: "I will become a patriarch who surpasses Qi!" The bold words resounded over the Yanyi tribe. , when Yuan Fei came to his senses, Huo Wu had already run away with the food on his shoulders, and the remaining few people looked at Qi who was standing next to Yuan Fei with a bad face, and hurriedly bowed to express their thanks, and took the rest of the food to chase Huo witch.

Qi's face was dark, and his voice was low and deep: "Don't even think about it, you won't like him."

Yuan Fei: "I like people who have fighting spirit and are willing to work hard."

Qi: "The hair hasn't even grown yet, so I'm thinking about other people's females."

Yuan Fei: "..." Didn't you miss me when you were underage?

Sending off the people of the Great Wing Tribe, Qi stayed on the stone wall to keep watch, inspecting every place where the stone wall set traps, Yuan Fei gathered the animal skins on his body, and went to the tree hole of the mammoth, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground. Beside the fire, he held the bone ornaments and muttered something, either praying or divination. After seeing Yuan Fei, he smiled and said, "Why are you here? People from the Great Wing Tribe are gone?"

"En." The almost sealed tree hole is warm, the mammoth's tree hole is no better than Yuan Fei's, and there is only a small opening for ventilation. The temperature in the hole and the outside are two worlds. Yuan Fei wrapped his clothes tightly. His hide was loose and he sat down next to the mammoth.

Mammoth smiled, and after seeing Yuan Fei sitting down, he reached out and touched Yuan Fei's stomach unexpectedly.

Yuan grabbed his wrist bone unconditionally: "?"

"When winter is over, you and Qi's cub should come out."

Yuan Fei frowned, let go of the mammoth's hand, and said softly, "No."

"...No?" Mammoth stopped smiling, and his eyes became weird: "Impossible, Qi came to me the other day and asked for a plug." Only plugging can increase the effect of reproduction.

Yuan Fei: "..."

"Hey, what, you have something to do with me?" Seeing that Yuan Fei was silent, Mammoth interrupted by looking for something to say.

Yuan Fei: "I want to ask you about Mu Ya's situation." Mu Ya has appeared in front of him several times in the past few days, but he just hides from a distance, as if passing by inadvertently, he and Mu Ya are not familiar with each other. After a few words, Yuan Fei would not ask him directly, and he felt that even if he asked, Mu Ya would not necessarily be able to speak, so he came to find Mammoth.

"Mu Ya?" Mammoth paused, as if he didn't expect Yuan Fei to ask him, "He's fine." Mammoth put the bone ornaments aside and sighed: "He came to look for me. Twice, let me find a male for Beech as soon as possible and form a bond."