Chapter 13: In the name of Tenjin...

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　　The atmosphere in the cave looked a bit tragic. The big brother took the people who had wrapped enough fur on his body as much as possible, and after moving towards the witchcraft, he took a hunting weapon and walked into the vast snow.
　　 A group of people trekking in the snow, gradually turned into black spots, hidden by the trees, and disappeared.
　　 Because the door of the cave was opened, the temperature in the cave dropped rapidly, and some children were already shivering passively.
　　 The witch asked the women who remained in the cave to block the door again.
　　Wu returned to the place where he usually stayed and sat down, appearing more silent than ever.
　　 Han Cheng stood silently, feeling the severe food crisis.
　　, who had been hungry for two days and nights when he came, deeply felt the terrible hunger, the feeling of burning in his belly, more unbearable than torture.
　　 It is precisely because of this that his heart is so heavy.
　　Wu sat here in silence for a while, got up and started busy in the cave.
　　 He turned out a bone stick with a lot of colorful bird feathers and something similar to a crown and put it on his head. He picked up and placed it side by side with the feather crown, and enshrined it on a stone like a totem pole.
　　 picked up a bone knife from the bone stick and scratched the palm of his left hand, and wiped the gushing blood on his face.
　　 After allowing Han Cheng to leave the inner cave, the gray-haired witch dropped the blood from his hand on the ground in front of the totem pole, and said something that Han Cheng could not understand at all.
　　Then the witch's movements became even more weird. He jumped and jumped, waving the bone stick in his hand from time to time...
　　Although he has never seen it before, Han Cheng still understands that the witch is performing a sacrificial ritual to pray to their gods...
　　 After watching the witch's quaint dance here for a while, Han Cheng wrapped two layers of animal skins on his body, took a simple harpoon used for fishing in the tribe, and walked to the entrance of the cave.
Now he can be regarded as a member of the tribe. The food crisis encountered in the tribe nowadays, waiting like this is not an option, but now he is getting younger and can’t hunt along with the elder brothers, he can only use himself Some of the methods and try to see if we can help the tribe.
　　 He wanted to go to the small river and see if there were any fish. To be honest, Han Cheng had doubts in his mind about the fact that the big brother said that there were no fish.
　　 Judging from the four distinct seasons and the tribe with dark eyes, black hair and yellow skin, Han Cheng can basically determine that he is still on that land of dreams.
　　 In his memory, in the rivers of this land of later generations, there are not many fish that migrate with the seasons like migratory birds.
　　 Of course, there is a difference of thousands or even tens of thousands of years from the time I lived in. It is normal for different situations to occur.
　　 But he still wants to go over and take a look.
　　 "Where are you going?"
　　 The lame male primitive asked Han Cheng in a low voice, fearing to disturb the witch who was communicating with the gods and praying for the tribe.
　　 "I, go outside."
　　 Han Cheng replied.
　　 The stone slab used to block the entrance of the cave is very heavy, even the one that can be removed as a small door in the middle is difficult for Han Cheng to move.
　　 If he wants to go out, he needs help from others.
　　 "You, take it?"
　　 The lame male primitive man pointed to a harpoon that looked like a straight stick in Han Cheng's hand.
　　 means what are you doing out with this?
　　 Han Cheng said: "Zhayu."
The male primitive man showed a foolish look on his face. The three or four-year-old dolls in the tribe knew that there were no fish at this time. This shrewd looking guy actually said that he was going to catch fish. This...this is really true. ...
　　 "Fish, no more."
　　He is a kind-hearted person. Although Han Cheng almost vomited him out of last time, he still couldn't help but remind this guy to prevent him from getting cold in vain.
　　 Han Cheng looked at this guy, and suddenly realized a problem. According to the current temperature, the river must have already formed a thick layer of ice.
　　 If it were placed in the past, Han Cheng would naturally not feel embarrassed, but now it would be difficult to break them open.
　　 The guy in front of him is a good cool guy.
　　 He decided to fool this person away.
　　 His legs are lame, but he can walk, but he walks very slowly.
　　 Of course, this is already an extremely serious problem for primitive people.
　　 When running slowly, there is no way to chase the beast, and even less when being chased by the beast, there is no way to escape.
　　 running can be said to be one of the essential conditions for survival in this era!
　　 Han Cheng shook his head and said, "Fish, did not go. Fish, hidden."
　　 He said and gestured with his hands.
　　 The male primitives didn’t believe Han Cheng’s words, but still insisted on saying: "Fish, no more."
　　 shook his head and said ‘No’, and at the same time turned around, pointing to the witch who was performing sacrifices deep in the cave.
　　 means this is what the witch told them.
　　 Han Cheng also shook his head: "Fish, not gone, fish, still there."
　　 He pointed to the top of his head and pointed to his own head, meaning that this was told to him by the gods.
　　 The lame man's primitive eyes widened, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, he was obviously stunned by Han Cheng's meaning.
He was a little convinced. First, no one in the tribe dared to make fun of the gods. Second, Han Cheng's background was really peculiar. He fell directly from the sky. He had never heard of anyone who could go to the sky, even with Celestial communication witch is not good.
　　 He looked at Han Cheng hesitantly and stood up slowly.
　　 "Fish, still there!"
　　 Han Cheng said this.
　　 then told him that as long as he found the fish, he wouldn't have to go hungry.
　　 Under the double attack of the starving pancake painted by the gods and Han Cheng, the lame man who hesitated for a while finally agreed to Sui Han Cheng to go to the Xiaohe to catch fish and make contributions to the tribe.
　　 The door at the entrance of the cave was opened, and Han Cheng holding a harpoon walked out of the cave together with the lame male primitive holding a stone used to chop and smash.
　　The woman who stayed in the cave watched the two whimsical people leave, and then blocked the cave entrance.
　　 It is necessary to take a stone out of the cave, otherwise it would be really difficult to pick up a stone from the ground in the ice and snow.
　　 The forcing cold air drilled straight into the body along the gap in the animal skin. Han Cheng couldn't help but shivered. He now has a strong urge to go back to the hole to sew a piece of clothing on himself.
　　 The dressing method of simply wrapping the animal skin around the body and tying it with a kind of tough grass is uncomfortable.
　　 braved the cold and stepped on the snow, walking deep and shallow, all the way to the river.
　　 As soon as I got to the river, I regretted my lameness. I shouldn't have followed the guy out with him. Where is a fish?
　　 Lame is the name that Han Cheng silently gave to the lame male primitive. Without a name, it is really inconvenient to call him.