Abduction of the Orcs

The leaves of '沨沨' made a sound, and from time to time some dark green and slightly green leaves fell off the trunk and fell on the dark and almost black ground.

Aning walked very slowly. The deep and decayed surface on the ground would sink the soles of his feet. He tried to keep his steps as light as possible. Aning glanced at the man not far from him. He was very curious about him. Why don't you let your feet sink into the ground? He is obviously heavier than him, but Aning, who is not very interested in physics, only thought about it for a while and found that he couldn't figure it out, so he immediately put this matter behind him.

"It's going to rain." Slapping a leaf from his shoulder, Aning muttered softly, trotting to catch up with the man.

The man turned his head to look at Aning, whose cheeks were flushed and panting.

"There is a cave in front, you can rest." He said.

Aning smiled slightly at the man, "Yes."

Sure enough, after a while, the man turned a corner and led Aning into a cave that could only accommodate eleven or two people.

Let Aning sit on the ground to rest, and the man said, "Wait for me here."

"Yeah." Aning nodded obediently.

The corner of the man's mouth was slightly curved, and he reached out to touch Ah Ning's head. He seemed to like Ah Ning's soft hair very much, and he would touch it from time to time.

Watching the man walk out of the cave, he disappeared into the woods in the blink of an eye.

Aning leaned against the mountain wall, holding his coat and staring at the place where the man disappeared.

Heavy dark clouds gathered in the sky, Aning glanced at the very faint light on the distant horizon, it was still afternoon, but the sky was already as dark as evening, Aning could only vaguely see the scenery outside the cave, and it was just a cloud in the distance Dark shadows.

This made him a little nervous, Ah Ning didn't dare to look at other swaying scenes, things that looked very natural and beautiful during the day, once added with the dark background, they would only be hideous.

Ah Ning is very timid, and he never denies it. He is afraid of the dark night. When he was in the city, he always kept a small light on at night, otherwise he could not sleep well, and he would always wake up from a dream, and then he would never be able to sleep again. .

The tree moved, and Ah Ning opened his eyes wide. He quickly stood up and supported the mountain wall, "You're back." He smiled happily.

"...Mmm." The man paused for a moment before responding gently, his golden eyes shone faintly in the dark sky, Aning, who was used to men's eyes shining in the dark night, quickly approached the man.

"What is it?"

"crow."

"?"

"A kind of bird."

"It looks so strange." Aning held his chin and looked at this strange bird curiously. It was a big bird with black feathers. Aning reached out and touched it. It was very soft, a bit like duck down, "very Soft." Ah Ning touched and touched, it must be very comfortable to make a pillow.

"When alive, it's very sharp," said the man, walking outside the cave and slaughtering the prey.

"Sharp?"

"Sharp."

"What is it?"

The man thought about it, pointed to the blade, "sharp."

Ah Ning understood, "Sharp as a blade."

"Yes." The man nodded, moved a few steps, and let his body hide in the cave, "It's raining, come in."

"Yeah." Ah Ning stood up obediently, walked into the cave, and found a flat place to sit down.

The men continue to slaughter their prey.

Aning hugged his knees, and looked sideways at the scene outside the cave, which soon changed from faintly visible to blurred. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Aning turned his head to look at the man. He was washing the crow with rainwater. It looked very serious in the past.

Aning stared at the man's movements for a long time, until the sky darkened and he couldn't see clearly, then he closed his sore eyes.

Feeling a slight sense of light, Aning opened his eyes and saw the men put their dinner on the fire.

"I didn't hear you coming in." Aning said, and moved a few steps towards the fire. It was very comfortable to warm up in the humid weather.

"You're asleep," the man said, slowly turning the dinner over, occasionally sprinkling some spices on it.

"No, just close 'mu' er, eyes for a while." Aning didn't think he could explain the word "close your eyes and rest your mind".

"Oh." The man replied, without asking what the words Aning didn't say, he picked out two fruits from the pile of grass on the ground and put them in Aning's hands, "Eat."

"Well, thank you." Ah Ning said happily. Among the many fruits, he likes these two fruits the most. One kind of tastes like peaches, and the other kind of tastes like, uh, Li Gan? Yu Gan... Forget it, anyway, it was bitter and bitter at the beginning, and it tasted a little sweet at the end. Aning thought about it for a while, and finally gave up on how to write yu.

He took a big bite of the fruit, not to mention whether he could go back, even if he went back, he didn't need the word.

'Boom'

!Aning's hair shrugged, and the fruit in his hand almost fell from the palm of his hand.

The man turned his head and glanced at Aning, who seemed to have shrunk a bit.

"It's going to rain for a long time."

"Ah?" Ah Ning looked up a little unresponsively, and saw the man's slightly soft face in the firelight, and then understood, and hummed softly, "Will the sun rise tomorrow?"

"meeting."

"Oh."

Aning bit the fruit slowly, because he was vigilant, when the thunder sounded again, he just trembled, and continued to eat his dinner quietly.

After he finished eating, the dinner was ready. The barbecue meat with seasoning tasted pretty good, and the meat of the crow was fresh and tender with a hint of sweetness, which was very suitable for Aning's taste. After eating a bird's leg meat, and Aning, who ate an extra piece of breast meat, looked at the tempting aroma of the dinner with some reluctance. He touched his bulging stomach, and he would be full if he ate more.

Aning, who still had self-control, yawned, stood up and walked to the edge of the cave, stretched out his hands to let the rain wash away his greasy fingers, rinsed carefully for a few minutes, and felt that they were not so oily, Aning shook his hands and sat down. Back at the edge of the fire, stretching out his wet hands to warm the fire, looking at the man sitting on his right cleaning up the leftover food from the corner of his eyes, his appetite is so good, Ah Ning sighed, squinting his eyes that were a little sore from the flames, Ah Ning rested his chin on his knees, stretched out his hands, and just fell asleep unconsciously.

After a night of no dreams, Aning had a good night's sleep and woke up naturally.

He half opened some blurry eyes, the outside of the cave was bright, the air smelled wonderful, the sun didn't look hot at all, it was warm, um, 'good weather. 'Ah Ning made a soft voice, and as soon as he finished speaking, he woke up.

Stretching his body slightly, Ah Ning was surprised to feel that his body was not sore or painful, and his forehead didn't feel uneven, rubbing it... er, soft?

Aning thought of a possibility, he turned his head hesitantly.

The man's golden eyes were slightly squinted, his face shimmered under the bright light, and his chin showed a blue color. It looked very stinging... Ah Ning jumped up as if he had been scalded by hot water.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, I'm not..." He explained in a panic, gesticulating at a loss.

"I don't understand." The man said, and as soon as Aning left his chest, he sat up.

Hearing the sound, Ah Ning noticed that the man's face didn't change at all, it was still as calm as usual. As soon as he noticed the man's usual expression, Ah Ning was embarrassed and couldn't speak anymore, and the words he spit out became lighter and lighter due to inertia. The movement stopped following the sound, and the face that turned out to be only slightly red suddenly burned.

What the hell is he panicking about!

Aning shook his head and wiped off the water droplets on his face with his arms. Because of the overnight rain, the sky looked very beautiful, and the forest looked clean. Beads fell from the tree, and the ground was covered with dead branches and leaves. Once you walked up, you would be covered with water and rot, which was very uncomfortable.

The only thing that makes Aning happy is that it is summer now, not autumn.

The man was not walking fast, not far from him. What happened in the morning made Aning very embarrassed, so he didn't chase the man like yesterday, and the man seemed to find that Aning's speed could not keep up with him, and he walked very slowly today.

"I can't reach the village for three days."

"Ah?" Ah Ning supported the trunk, raised his head, and looked at the man who spoke with a little bewilderment.

"I won't be able to reach the village for three days." The man repeated.

Aning stared blankly at the man frowning, as if his brows had not been loosened since the morning.

"..." Aning opened his mouth to say something, like sorry or something, but his throat seemed to be choked, and nothing came out.

Are you going to be left behind again?Aning thought, being left behind this time, he must be dead.

"...you go." The man said.

"Yeah." Ah Ning replied, but he didn't hear what the man said. He lowered his head and stood by the tree blankly.

He is used to being left behind. When he was a child, his parents wanted to take a child to work hard in the city, and his brother cried and clamored to go, but because he was too quiet or dull, he was left at his grandma's house. After that, grandma After passing away, he was taken to a home in the city, and because he had no contact with him, he got along with him indifferently. Fortunately, he was always related by blood, so he got along well. Later, his parents with spare money took his elder brother to travel abroad. Then he left together.

Fortunately, he was already in high school at that time, so he lived on campus. He only stayed at his aunt's house for a while during the holidays. After that, his aunt fell ill, and his uncle married another man and moved. Didn't get in touch.

It might as well have been arguing to go together. Ah Ning thought of the night before his parents took his brother out for a trip, and he hadn't slept all night. He wanted to go together. The whole family would not be lonely if they went on the road together, and it would save him from worrying about being eaten by wild animals now.

Feeling melancholy, Aning didn't notice that the man approached him in two steps, stretched out his hand, like holding a child, holding the junction of his buttocks and thighs, and hugged him firmly.

Aning was taken aback, and held the man's shoulders tightly. Seeing her appearance, she blushed and was puzzled.

"Let's go, hold on tight." The man said, striding towards the village very easily.

Ah Ning, who was not stupid at last, understood, but he couldn't understand why he took him away in this posture.

But seeing that the man's speed was not one point, two points faster than before, Aning, who had just finished recalling her past, kept her mouth shut, not wanting the man to think that he didn't want to go to his village.

With this flickering and no one talking, Ah Ning nodded in a daze after a while, and her hair, which was as soft as her temper, also touched the man's neck and ears one after another, itching, making the man's eyes turn to the side After aiming and aiming, exerting force on his hands, people couldn't help leaning towards him, leaning on the thick muscles of his neck, making him even more sleepy.

So the man was satisfied, and let his mind slow down a little.

In this way, when Aning woke up, after a few days, he finally saw the shadow of the tribe.

"Follow the water, and we will arrive in half a day." The man said to Aning, who was looking at the village with wide eyes.

"It's really big." Aning, who was surprised by the size of the village, praised it. He thought it would only have a few hundred people at most. The village built along the river was in an oval shape, with denser houses in the middle and looser houses on both sides. The trees here are very lush. Even in the center of the densest village, there are more than a dozen big trees.

"We are one of the largest tribes on the plains."

"There are other tribes?"

"There's one to the east and one to the west."

"Oh, you..." Aning blinked, and asked a little uneasily, "Where do you live?"

The man pointed to the side of the forest, about 300 meters away from the river, "There, the red leaf tree is my home."

Aning raised his head and looked from a distance, only seeing the red leaf tree and half of the wooden wall.

Strange to say, Aning found that after he came here, his eyes, which were six hundred degrees short-sighted, got better and better. At the beginning, things were still a little blurry, but now he can see the shape of the red leaf tree even from a long distance away. , rather than a blur of red.

"I can't see clearly." After watching for a long time, Aning said a little frustrated.

"Look at it later." The man comforted, his golden eyes narrowed, wondering what he was thinking.

Aning nodded, supported the man's shoulders, looked at the tribe over there, and asked some questions from time to time, but the man's answer was short, so he raised his dark eyes and looked at the man, forcing the man to answer carefully. After a few days, he seemed to be happy. Being carried away by the man these days made Aning get closer to the man unconsciously. He also found that the man had a good temper. In addition, the man looked several years older than him, so he Some treat men like brothers, and they are even more affectionate.

After walking for about four hours, the man finally arrived at the tribe. The man half hugged the drowsy Aning, woke him up softly, and shouted loudly to the guard post at the entrance of the village, "I I’m back.” Shouting, he squeezed Aning into the cup as hard as he could to prevent the wind from blowing him—on the way he understood how fragile the female body is—and rushed to the entrance of the tribe like lightning.

The sentry guard at the entrance of the village obviously knew the man. As soon as Aning got down from the man rubbing his eyes disturbed by the wind, many people appeared in the tribe over there.

"Yilu, &^$#^you&...%back#%#% come." Said and came over with a fist.

"*&#伤[email protected]" Another fist.

"#%worry￥6" is another fist.

These people spoke very fast, surrounded by Aning, who could barely understand a few words, but probably understood what they meant.

It's just that the overly enthusiastic voice combined with movements and glances from time to time made Aning approach the man uncomfortably.

The men in a circle over there breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the man they hadn't seen for a long time. After greeting a few fists, they found that the man's physical wounds were fine, and his spirit seemed to be in good shape. Turning his eyes to the guard sentry, he said that the man brought back the beautiful female.

A Ning, who was somewhat curious, looked at the men around him, all of them were tall and burly, full of game. Fortunately, the smiles on their faces made them not look so vicious, but the eyes of these people were all weird , making Ah Ning uneasy approaching the man, and when half of his body was hidden behind the man, the man opened his mouth and said a few words quickly, "...@￥做￥%, I will take #%# to grow." The men scattered go away.

When the people walked a little further, Aning, who was led by the man and walked towards the center of the village, asked in a low voice, "Yilu, where are you going?" He speaks mandarin, and he naturally has some local accents when he speaks. After learning a man's language, he can't help but feel that he has a bit of mandarin accent. the sense of smell,

The males with excellent hearing looked at each other and wondered if the man brought back an underage female, and the fact that the southerners were small made them feel this way.

"See the patriarch." The man said, the speed of his speech was not a little bit slower, and his voice was much gentler than before.

"Oh."

Along the way, he met two enthusiastic men. After being scrutinized for a long time, Ah Ning wondered if all the men here were so tall. Then, he saw men of similar stature and him from the window, the side of the yard, and behind the door frame. A few weird animals around them.

After watching for a while, Ah Ning had another problem.

"Yilu, where are the people who gave birth?" Could it be that the women here are at home like in ancient times?

"female."

"Female." = woman.

"They're all..."

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