Wolf King

Two hundred catties of wild meat is just enough for a meal for the Xuelang tribe, and that’s not all of them. There are seven or eight people watching the cattle and sheep on the pasture and drinking the northwest wind; More than 20 catties of wild vegetables, ten catties of freshwater fish and ten catties of wild fruits...

—the herd!This was the first reaction that popped into Xiao Yun's mind after silently estimating the consumption of dinner; I can't afford it!This is the second reaction.

"...Wait, the original owner doesn't eat so much every meal in his memory. The snow werewolf's body is very good at storing calories. When it's full, as long as you don't turn into a wolf and endure it hard, you can last for two or three days... ..."

Thinking of this, Xiao Yun heaved a sigh of relief. When the temperature dropped, the snow werewolf would consume more calories than usual, at least not so high that it would not be able to survive without eating up all the cattle and sheep. If that were the case, next year would be even more difficult.

"For tonight, it should be that I have been eating very badly all the time, so I let go of my appetite once in a while." Xiao Yun silently observed the clansmen walking towards each tent contentedly holding their stomachs, "I will get used to it from now on. It shouldn’t be so scary if you eat it... Well, you have to increase the non-staple food as much as possible, you can’t always eat meat, several people’s gums have bleeding symptoms, and bloodshots can be seen when eating wild fruits, which is not good for health.”

The wild fruit Ah Shan brought back was a kind of unknown fruit with thick khaki-yellow skin, three-finger-wide flesh and a big thumb-sized core inside after biting open the skin. Xiao Yun also shared one and tasted it. It is sour and astringent, and has no other advantages other than sufficient moisture.But it's such an unpalatable thing, but when the snow wolves eat it, they all look like they cherish it... It's also sad and painful.

The snow werewolves who don't use utensils go back to their homes to sleep when they are full, and they don't have to worry about washing dishes. Sal, the only one who uses clay bowls, has to wash his own bowls, and by the way, wash off the clay pots in which wild vegetables are cooked——Xiao Yun fried fish before When it was broken, a pottery pot exploded, which almost made Sal feel distressed to death, and it was better after changing it to fried fish.

Of course, Xiao Yun is not that great to help Sal ​​wash the pot. When he was on Earth, he rushed to cook at home because he didn’t wash the dishes after the meal... But when the clansman dispersed, Xiao Yun also felt sleepy. , he suddenly discovered a century-old problem: the tent between him and Uncle Ashan collapsed, where will he live at night? !

Xiao Yun, who realized that he seemed to be falling into a pit, was in a daze, and Ah Shan and Niu Jiao walked over shoulder to shoulder: "Ah Yun, let's sleep with Niu Jiao at night!"

"..." Xiao Yun stared at these two people who probably hadn't bathed much since birth, subconsciously took half a step back, and then half a step back.

Big crisis!If you spend the night in a tent with these two guys, tomorrow the tribe will have to hold a funeral for yourself!

Uh... the snow werewolf doesn't seem to be in fashion for funerals?

Fuck it's a big crisis anyway!

In the snow werewolf human form, the skin dissipates heat, so you must sleep in a place that can block the wind, otherwise your body will not be able to stay. With the snow werewolf tribe's protective attitude towards the cubs, Xiao Yun does not think that the tribe will accept him sleeping by the fire. — there is no other choice!Xiao Yun took a few steps back, slapped Sal on the shoulder who was washing the pot, and said with a firm expression, "No, uncle, I will sleep with Sal."

"Eh?!" Thrall's whole body trembled.

"Ah?" Ah Shan scratched his scalp, looked at Sal and then at Xiao Yun, "Then...that's fine, don't bite him when you sleep at night."

"Ah?!" Sal sat down on the ground.

"Don't worry, I don't sleep that badly." Xiao Yun quickly comforted Thrall.

"..." Thrall showed a dry smile as if he was about to cry.

In fact, if he had a choice, Xiao Yun didn't want to spend the night with Sal, whose appearance was infinitely similar to Brother Sharp's, and whose body odor was not as exaggerated as the Snow Werewolf's, but he was also a little bit ecstasy. But...there are twenty or thirty tents in the tribe, really. Only Thrall's tent is less of a dump...

Half of the square-top tent with a relatively large internal area is used to store all kinds of furs. This is the property of the tribe, and the other half is Thrall’s activity space. A small fire surrounded by stones for heating is placed near the door. Inside, a layer of hay was spread on the ground and a few pieces of animal skins were placed. This was Sal's bed.

Thrall does not have such a tyrannical body as the snow werewolf, and it is especially difficult to make a living on the grassland. The snow werewolf can sleep by lying down, and he has to light a fire, grab a small handful of grass that can repel insects, burn it to ashes, and then scatter it on the grassland. Around the bed—this kind of insect repelling grass looks like some kind of dried chrysanthemum according to Xiao Yun's visual inspection. According to the memory of the original owner, there are quite a lot of this kind of pyrethrum growing in the south of the grassland. Sal collected it back... To feed this guy, the Snow Werewolf also took great pains.

Xiao Yun could see that Sal was a little afraid to spend the night with him, so he didn't squeeze into his bed. He really wasn't interested in getting close to the bed that smelled like adult men's sweat, so he took the animal skin and laid it on the floor. Going up, anyway, there is no mobile phone or computer to affect his sleep quality, and there is no difference between Simmons and animal skin beds.

After falling asleep in the middle of the night, Xiao Yun suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Sal who was snoring lightly in the dark—he belatedly discovered why Sal was suddenly so afraid of him, the Snow Werewolf didn't believe in strange powers, but Human beings believe.

The Snow Werewolf turned a blind eye to the changes in him (Ayun), as long as he (Ayun) was still his own tribe, the Snow Werewolf would not treat him as an outsider, such as time travel, soul possession, Li Daitao's stiffness, these complicated things are different from those with simple thinking. The snow werewolf has nothing to do with it at all, but... human beings who worshiped various gods out of fear of nature will think of these idealistic things, and they will firmly believe in them.

Xiao Yun clearly remembered that when he just woke up, Saar was kind and flattering to him, but after he took the wool and the others to collect a lot of wild vegetables, and induced the horns to go with him to process wild pork by the river, After catching fish and returning, Sal began to distance himself obviously... It was probably at that time that he realized that he was too different from the original Ayun, and thus had various speculations—in short, Sal began to suspect his origin .

A drop of sweat slowly oozed from Xiao Yun's forehead...

To be honest, Xiao Yun is not very worried that Thrall will publicize his anomaly to his clansmen after all the contact and sorting out the memory of the original owner during the whole day - publicity is useless, the snow werewolves are absolutely materialistic and only believe in What they can see, or the entire grassland people are not supporters of idealism... The tiger people's individual combat effectiveness is stronger than that of the snow werewolves. Obtaining food also has a strong ability to survive; these tribes on the grassland are not afraid of the power of nature like humans, and the idea that they think that the gods are angry when they see thunder has nothing to do with them.

Their poverty and backwardness are only due to the fact that their ethnic groups are limited by the means of survival and cannot grow to the extent that they can breed cities and even national civilizations. When the main ethnic group cannot grow, they naturally cannot touch the trilogy of civilization and progress: awareness Nature, conquer nature, transform nature.

In such a small internal social environment, even if Thrall preached that Ayun was possessed by the devil, he would not make the tribe agree with him or even further expel Ayun, because the grassland tribe didn't know or care what the devil was... Compared with the strange powers of not making a bird, protecting the cubs of their own group is their instinct rooted in their genes.

Xiao Yun also saw the snow werewolf's protection of the cubs from the memory of the original owner, so he decided to return to the tribe from the very beginning - as long as humans of different species are useful to the tribe, the snow werewolf will raise them, let alone his own clansmen Woolen cloth.

But... Although he has the confidence not to be regarded as a different kind, Xiao Yun is still a little bit afraid... If he is not thrown into the grassland where the unbelievers and backward groups are the main body, but is thrown into the human kingdom in the south. It’s the orc empire with the size of the country and the main body of belief in the east, so he has to kill it if he can’t survive for three days-perfectly disguised as another person and integrated into it. This skill can only be achieved by specially trained agents , Most people still wash and sleep.

"The protagonist, the protagonist..." Xiao Yun patted his chest, stopped scaring himself, closed his eyes and fell asleep again. There are still a lot of things to do tomorrow, and it is completely impossible to imagine those things that do not exist. Waste of energy.

Before dawn, the patriarch went out with the people in charge of grazing. He didn't even think about testing the "abnormal" clansman Ayun, but ordered the three young people who stayed behind to work hard to collect wild vegetables for today. In the evening, he brought back the rest of the tribe for extra meals... The snow werewolf's pragmatic way of thinking can be seen.

After Xiao Yun woke up, he didn't have the time to talk to Sal to resolve the misunderstanding between the two parties. He went directly to the collapsed tent of his house, pinched his nose and rummaged for a long time, and found two leather bags of black beans that belonged to his private property. .

It's "private property", but it's more like the limit food reserve that the patriarch distributed to each clansman when the black beans were harvested... In the days when the roads were blocked by heavy snow and there was no food at all, the clansmen had to rely on these two leather bags of black beans to survive. The black beans and the part of the public are piled up in the patriarch's tent.

The original owner who participated in the planting had a relatively clear memory of the black beans, and Xiao Yun still had an image of the black beans before harvest: the height of the plant was about half a meter, the regenerated leaves on the plant were oval, and the flowers were small purple butterflies. Shaped corolla, the pods are somewhat like string beans.The size of black beans is slightly larger than that of soybeans, and the skin of the beans is smooth and plump. They need to be dried in the sun when they are harvested.

This black bean is not the same as the horse bean that Xiao Yun saw in the countryside when he was a child. The number of pods hanging on each plant is not as many as that of the horse bean, but it is not the original soybean. After trying hard to search the memory of the original owner, he remembered the name of this soybean. The bean seeds were given by the tauren, that is to say, the black soybean had been domesticated by the tauren before it was planted by various ethnic groups in the grassland as emergency food.

"Even if Yuan Longping has domesticated grasslands, such rough ones will degenerate after so many years of cultivation. It is best to persuade the patriarch to send someone to re-order seeds from the tauren before next spring."

Thinking back to the original owner's memory of the tauren who almost never refused help from foreigners, Xiao Yun gave those old buddies who were pure vegetarians a very high evaluation...

The taste of this black bean is quite ecstasy when cooked. Anyway, Xiao Yun himself doesn’t want to eat it a second time after eating it once, but if he process it and turn it into bean sprouts, Xiao Yun thinks that even wild vegetables mixed with mud can be eaten with relish. The werewolves certainly wouldn't refuse.

It’s just bean sprouts that can be grown in families in modern society. In this poor and farting snow werewolf tribe with nothing, they will still encounter problems... The first difficulty to face is that there is no container for growing bean sprouts.The only two wooden barrels in Sarna are water fetching tools for everyone in the tribe, and Xiao Yun can't occupy them.

Nothing to do... Xiao Yun put the leather bag away and went to look for Brother Niujiao again.

Niujiao has already gone out for hunting and patrolling. His tent smells bigger than Ayun's original tent. Xiao Yun just peeped inside and died of going in. He stood at the door and looked at it for a long time. He really let him find it. The tool was attached: a real horn knife about forty centimeters long, curved, with the tip sharpened.

Holding his nose and rushing in to take out the horn knife, Xiao Yun continued to look for helpers...that is, the three wools who were weaving straw mats for trawl nets with rattan grass.

The snow werewolf who needs to DIY all the tools is also somewhat hands-on. The vines and grasses that can be seen everywhere on the grassland are the most commonly used processing materials for the snow werewolf, such as trawl nets for dragging cow dung, straw mats for food, mattresses for sleeping, and even tents. Sometimes it is used to bind wool felt, and it can be used.

The wool three sat cross-legged on the ground, tearing off the skin of the rattan grass. Xiao Yun also squatted down and took a look. This rattan grass is a bit like an old bean vine. Behind the rattan bark, the exposed rattan body is relatively smooth.

"Hmm..." Xiao Yun pulled it down with his hand, tested the toughness of the vine grass, and suddenly thought of something, got up and rushed to Sal's tent.

Saar, who was sitting in his tent nibbling cheese for breakfast, was taken aback by Xiao Yun rushing in: "Ah, Ah Yun..."

Xiao Yun ignored him, ran directly to his bed, stretched out his claws... and pulled out a large handful of hay, and rushed out again holding the handful of hay.

Thrall: "?!"

Xiao Yun hugged hay and sat next to the three wools, took a piece of wool and worked hard for a long time to remove the vines and grasses of the rattan bark. With his hands, he made a rough shape similar to the sole of a shoe, made a bend and knotted it, and then wound it round and round again. Go up and fix the shape to make the sole, and then use the remaining length to pull out the upper frame—thanks to his old lady who likes to watch TV at home and make handmade cloth shoes. He has watched how to make handmade shoes many times since he was a child.

The vine grass cannot be woven too densely, because there is a big hole in the middle. At this time, it is up to Sal to collect the dry grass that has been dried in the sun and use it as a bed. A few minutes later, a pair of original straw sandals made of rattan grass and hay, one size bigger and ugly in shape were born.

The three wool boys couldn't understand what Xiao Yun was doing at all, and they stared at him blankly the whole time.

Xiao Yun admired his handiwork, and then looked at his dirty feet, um... He disliked the mud on Ah Shan's feet that was three feet thick, but in fact he himself was not much better. spoil.

So he ran into Sal's tent again, and brought out the two buckets of water that he had brought early in the morning...

If you don’t have a footbath, then stand on the stone for sitting and carefully wash off the old mud on your feet. Don’t say, you don’t know if you don’t wash it. Just wash it... The water after washing is so dirty that you can’t see it. ...

Two buckets of water were enough for Xiao Yun to wash his feet. He lifted his feet up and dried them under the eyes of the fleece and the bewildered Sargi running out, and then put them on. Among the straw sandals he wove——Sarr chose the softer, tougher, and smoother types when he chose the straw poles for the bed. Although they were not as comfortable as cloth shoes after wearing them, they were better than directly stepping on the ground. It must be heaven and earth.

Wearing straw sandals and walking around the tribe, Xiao Yun felt that there was still room for further processing of the shoes, so he went into Sal's tent again...

As the leather maker of the tribe, Thrall really had the corners that were cut off during the processing of leather materials in the tent. Xiao Yun found a wider one from the pile of corner leather materials, stuffed them into shoes and put them on—very good, The soles of the feet are so comfortable!

Wearing these shoes to run and jump in the tribe, not to mention the wool without shoes, the eyes of Thrall wearing shoes are straight - the shoes that Thrall wears are a whole piece of animal skin wrapped around the feet, airtight , there is no layer of vines and grass underneath, and the feet still hurt when stepping on hard objects.

Xiao Yun, who had finished his work, winked at Wool and the others: "Wearing this, even if you trample on stones and bones, it's fine. How about it, do you want it?"

"Ah Yun, teach us quickly!" Wool's eyes sparkled.

"No problem, but I taught you how to weave shoes, so you have to do something for me." Xiao Yun smiled slyly like a strange sorghum who seduces a little loli.

"No problem!" The three teenagers said in unison.

Thrall, who was watching everything happening in front of his eyes: "..."

Not to offend any snow werewolves is Thrall's survival purpose, he himself is very aware of the gap in force between him and snow werewolves (even if they are cubs), so even after finding out that "Ayun" is not right, Thrall's choice is just wrong. Eat the wild vegetables collected by "Ayun" again, refrain from touching wild pork and fish pieces that have become delicious, and only bury his head in eating the black beans he cooked; Coexistence... He cannot live without the protection of the snow werewolves, otherwise he would not be able to survive even half a day on this grassland. Only by sleeping among the snow werewolves can he not be afraid of the distant beast roars that he can hear every night.

"...At present, 'He' should not want to destroy the peace of this tribe."

Thrall looked melancholy at Xiao Yun, who coaxed the three young men around, retreated to his tent and sat down to make leather.In the human society, he was not a person who loves to work. Anyway, he would not starve to death if he was idle. , in order to allow himself to survive, he must make the snow wolves always think that he is worthy of protection.

Thinking back to the past, Sal couldn't help feeling lost and depressed. The monsoon on the grasslands not only wrinkled his face, but also his heart was completely scarred by the cold wind that lasted at least four months every year. hole.

Sal was looking at his shadow and feeling sorry for himself, when suddenly, the wool guys rushed into his tent like wolves and tigers...

Sal looked over in amazement, but saw that these young men took away the hay he used to make the bed without saying a word, and ran out like a gust of wind...

Thrall: "..."

The author has something to say: about the religious belief of the snow werewolves

In fact, looking at the history of our own people on earth, we can find that the less able a nation is to bear the risk of survival, the more superstitious it is.

The religious mysticism and the sublime belief in totems preached by the second force Wenqing are all those people who are shivering in the long night and have to find a sustenance before they can YY out after their mental breakdown.

Replace it with the prosperous Tang and Fu Song in the history of our country, believe in you ghost, live a good life.

Then from this premise to set the non-human grassland peoples in the uncivilized and barbaric era in the different world, I really don't think they can go crazy and worship gods when they are full...