Through the wild jungle to be king

Is it difficult to learn a foreign language?

Ji Haoran really didn't find it difficult many years ago, but now... Ji Haoran is really scratching his head.

Language learning has always been from the shallower to the deeper, and Ji Haoran is not lacking in the desire to learn, but when the progress of communication progresses from the names of the Riley family to the common language of bonfire, food, and meat, it becomes a little more complicated. - For example, Ji Haoran gave up completely during substantive conversations such as where is this place - at least half of the syllables in the orc language are pronounced through onomatopoeia. 40 years ago, Ji Haoran failed to grow into a Lausanne number two, how can you become a talent overnight now?

After more than ten days of getting along with each other, Ji Haoran had to recognize the reality in frustration: After a long period of listening training, he can probably understand the conversations of the orcs in the tribe, but if he wants to be fluent To put it bluntly, it is completely impossible. At most, it can reach the level of a newborn who has just learned to speak, and that is already the end.

Fortunately, Ji Haoran was distracted by other things when he was so depressed.

The friendship with Riley's family started out plainly, but continued simply. That day Ji Haoran recovered everything from Lemon to Laika with a can of broth stewed with dried herbs. The dew-soaked dried grass and fruit, which had been stored for a long time, was distributed to other residents in the tribe through Mama Laika. The diplomacy of the dried fruit made Ji Haoran’s popularity in the tribe unprecedentedly high. It seemed that it was just overnight. The tribal residents who are not as good as they can actually greet Ji Haoran with a smile.

The biggest difference between a tribe and a town is that when you only show favor to one person in the tribe, the whole tribe will show sunshine to you.

The brown bear boy will no longer throw salt cubes directly into Ji Haoran's arms and turn around and run away. His buttocks are always followed by a string of saliva-tick tails. As for the love of meat, Riley's mother paid special attention to the orc families with babies when she divided the dried fruits. Of course, the focus of such distribution could not escape the brown bear boy's family that adopted all the orc orphans.

Until now, Ji Haoran has truly become a new member of the tribe.

"But why? I haven't hurt anyone..."

Ji Haoran stammered and intermittently expressed the above meaning in orc language.

Riley is learning basket weaving with Ji Haoran, and he is very interested in Ji Haoran's pottery baskets. As a young orc who has no mature labor force in his family, but has an orc mother who can no longer transform into an alienated one, and four younger siblings waiting to be fed , he is very interested in all the things that can fill the stomachs of his younger brothers and sisters, and among them, Ji Haoran's stewed meat Dafa is what he is most interested in.

"Because no one likes a holy beast companion..."

Riley's honest answer caused Ji Haoran to frown, but he quickly found a new vocabulary from this sentence, "Holy beast?"

Riley stared at him with a foolish expression—it has to be said that Ji Haoran, who jumped out of the halo of the Holy Beast Companion, is a person who cannot be frightened at all—Riley has already seen this quite clearly: "Don't you Do you know who you married?!"

Ji Haoran's mind was tied into ten or twenty knots in an instant, and he stuttered even more since he could not speak the orc language at first, "What... what to marry? Who to marry? Who to marry whom?"

"Who married whom? Of course you married the holy beast, otherwise why did you live together, why did the holy beast catch you food, and, don't tell me you didn't give birth to a young prince for the holy beast? But my brother clearly Chosen by Youjun..."

Riley's orc language was fast and anxious when he got excited. Ji Haoran heard the first half clearly and was completely dumbfounded. He always felt that he was just raped by life. It turned out that he had married himself a long time ago. ? !Ji Haoran fell into the chaotic petrification.

Riley gave him a sympathetic look, lowered his head and concentrated on continuing to weave his own basket.He has always felt that this holy beast companion is an alien, with black eyes, black hair, dark brown skin that is not natural but tanned, and the sparse coat, none of these are the characteristics of orcs, even if He is Wuxianger, who is considered to be inferior and cannot be alienated and transformed in his whole life. He has never heard of such physical characteristics, let alone his insignificant strength that even Ryder can't match. To be honest, Riley is real. I'm quite sad for this generation of holy beasts. It's really hard work to raise such a useless companion.

However, it's good to keep the slander in mind, at least this holy beast companion is a good person, and that's enough.Riley waited until Haoran had digested it, and his basket was almost woven. He shook a thicker branch with one hand, and Riley gently touched Ji Haoran with his elbow.

"Hiss—" Ji Haoran cried out in pain.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to..." Riley apologized angrily.

Ji Haoran curled his lips again and again, but in the end he could only stuff his complaints back into his stomach and rub his arms. Riley's strength was astonishing, and he could split a log into a stumble with one hand. He said it was light, Then he must have let go of his strength, but Ji Haoran still felt really painful...

"How do you add this carrying...carrying hand?"

Ji Haoran took it over and looked over and over, "Yeah? Didn't I tell you to reserve space, reserve space, now it's all over, how to add, how to add, redo!"

Condescending and condescending Riley with his technical leadership, Ji Haoran finally regained the feeling of elation, and was about to stand up and stretch his arms and legs...

"Brother, brother..."

Ji Haoran and Riley turned their heads together, and saw a fluffy saber-toothed tiger the size of a chow lion running wildly towards it...

"Ryder?!"

About ten meters away, the fluffy saber-toothed tiger rolled on the spot while running wildly, and when he got up again, he had turned into a pure red-haired little brother and threw himself straight into Riley's open arms, but his disgraced face was a bit ruined.

"Brother, brother, hurry up, go home... old, old monster, come again, come..."

Ji Haoran was in a daze, Riley's face had changed color and his light-speed transformation was alienated, even the fluffy Ryder didn't care about it, leaving behind a cloud of smoke and dust in the blink of an eye and flew away.

Being too late, Ji Haoran only had time to grab Ryder who was about to follow him.

Xiao Zhengtai covered his head with both hands, and screamed from being pulled, Ji Haoran quickly let go, "What's wrong?"

"Brother, brother..." He yelled twice without thinking, making sure that Ji Haoran had completely let go of his poor little fetal hair, Ryder turned around and ran away impatiently.

By the time Ji Haoran rushed to Riley's house while exercising his [-]-way running fast and slow, the matter was over.

There was a scene of a typhoon passing by on the dilapidated homestead. The stone urn fell, and the honey dripped all over the ground. Lai Xi was trying in vain to sweep the spilled honey back into the stone urn, with her little finger up and her buttocks up. The bird's nest that looked like a rotten haystack was completely disintegrated, and the broken branches scattered all over the ground; seven or eight female orcs formed a circle, and there was the heart-piercing wail of Riley's mother in the middle.

Ji Haoran took a glance, but did not see Laika and Riley.

Haoran was a little uneasy. Riley's mother was the best neighbor he got along with in the tribe, but she was crying now. As a man, the first reaction to a crying female was never to rush over. Ji Haoran couldn't help it. Maybe he should wait for her to vent before asking what happened.

At this moment, Riley's mother in the female circle burst into an angry growl——

"Why, why can he decide to throw away my Laika? Laika didn't hold back the tribe, he didn't eat the food distributed by the patriarch, he didn't even have a bite! What he ate, all he ate was found by Riley ..."

The female orcs in the outer circle burst into buzzing, and Mother Riley's voice dropped, but only for a moment, a more angry voice sounded, "What's wrong with the priest? Can the priest bully us? You guys Needless to say, I know, I know everything, Youjun chose Arne, he lost face, he just...just took my anger out on my Lycra...my poor Laika...he is not Wuxiang, he no……"

The choking of a mother who lost her child is the most contagious. A circle of orc mothers wiped away their tears. Lexi, who had been struggling with the stone urn and the honey on the ground, staggered towards her mother and cried loudly: "Mom What should I do? The honey is gone, I can’t get it back, Kaka didn’t eat it..."

Ji Haoran couldn't bear it anymore, burst into tears, turned around and ran towards the brown bear patriarch's house on the other side of the mountain.