Chapter 3: Catch a monster for dinner

　　 "Hoo~!"
　　 "Hoo~!"
　　 Han Cheng finally got rid of the fate of being a primitive food. After confirming that the elder brothers had really left, they sucked in the air, just thinking that the world is so beautiful.
　　 However, his good mood did not last long. When the sun went down and the sky dimmed, Han Cheng, who really stood as a tree, discovered a serious problem.
　　He is hungry!
　　 Yes, I am really hungry!
　　 After he recovered from the bizarre things that had happened to him, he realized that he was really hungry.
　　The kind with the front chest and the back attached!
　　 However, what made him feel extremely helpless and desperate is that he still could not move!
　　 When I watched TV series when I was young, I always felt that the ‘sunflower acupuncture hand’ of the Pirate Saint Bai Zhantang was particularly cool.
　　 Especially when Li Dazui was acupointed, with two small red flags in his hands, and moved to the door to be a sculpture, Han Cheng couldn't help but at the same time he was particularly envious.
　　 I didn't expect, but now I feel that kind of taste.
　　 mother!
　　 I shouldn't touch that rough mural with my hands!
　　 After so long of thinking, Han Cheng finally came up with the question of why he came here.
　　 The culprit is the rough mural carved on the stone wall!
　　 On the way to walk in the desert, he came across a barren mountain, on a rock wall, painted some rough and crude pictures.
　　 is the kind of pattern that you can see from the hands of primitive people.
　　 Then Han Chengcheng, who thought he had discovered something extraordinary, lay there and watched the mural with his hand, and then he got here...
　　 Damn, since I brought myself here, then I can also bring my backpack with me!
　　 There are five or six potatoes, seven or eight boiled eggs, and several packets of compressed biscuits and instant noodles...
　　 "Gululu!"
　　 Han Cheng diverted his attention for the eighteenth time, and his efforts to stop him from thinking about hunger failed again.
　　 He found that no matter what he thought at this time, he would be able to eat later.
　　 Even when he smells the roasted meat radiating from his body, he will salivate.
　　 If it weren't for not being able to move at this moment, Han Cheng really wanted to chew his hunger.
　　 "Hi!"
"Roar!"
　　 The long and deep roar came from far away in the darkness, with a wave of ancient desolation.
　　 Let’s not say what the roar is from, just this low and powerful voice is enough to make people understand that the owner of the voice is not easy to provoke
　　 Han Cheng shivered violently, and his dizzy head immediately came to his senses! There is no time to think about the belly.
　　Until now, he suddenly realized a serious problem!
　　 is now the primitive age!
　　 There are many wild beasts, and the human beings who dominate the world are still struggling to survive in the cracks, trying to transform, and carrying out the counterattack from Diosi with difficulty.
　　 The night of primitive times is destined to be insecure!
　　 Especially his existence that constantly exudes the smell of barbecue, it is simply a roast chicken that is grilled and beckoned to the diners.
　　 is constantly tempting the wild beast to come towards him.
"Roar!"
　　 "Wow!"
　　 The primitive age of the night is simply a paradise for beasts.
　　 In the quiet night, all kinds of beast roars from far or near made Han Cheng's hair stand upright.
　　 Especially when he heard movement in the surrounding woods, and saw a few green light clusters in the woods not far away through the moonlight, a heart even mentioned his throat.
　　 He had the experience of encountering wolves in the wild at night, knowing that these light are the eyes of beasts!
　　 And judging from the size of the light group, these guys squatting not far from them are much bigger than wolves!
　　 Han Cheng's heart is full of bitterness, his heart beating like a drum.
　　 This damn, who has just escaped the primitive people, and is facing the threat of becoming the dung of the predatory beasts, who is it that you provoke?
　　 Sure enough, people’s luck is very important. It’s also a journey. Others are all sorts of hangings, but the luck of a person who traverses has declined to an explosion...
　　 Is this because you didn’t read the almanac when crossing?
　　 Han Cheng, whose heart was about to jump out of his throat, couldn't help but vomit in his heart.
　　 I don’t know if I dislike myself that this alien species is not good, or the roasted meat mixed with the burnt smell does not meet the tastes of these big brothers.
　　 These beasts, who couldn't see the true face of Mount Lu, wandered in the woods around Han Cheng for a while. After making a few low roars, they finally left without coming over to eat Han Cheng.
　　Han Cheng avoided being a beast food, but felt that he was going to collapse.
　　 This is just the first day I came to the world, and I have experienced so much excitement. I don't know how many surprises and scary things are waiting for me in the future.
　　 Han Cheng thought so, and then he couldn't help but smile to himself because he found that he was thinking too much.
　　 In his current state, even if it is not food, it is estimated that he can survive for three days at most.
　　 He stood there, Naokishu, looking at the vast forest under the moonlight, and a helpless smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
　　 "Sha Sha Sha..."
　　 There was a sound again in the surrounding woods. Han Cheng, who had heard this movement many times, was not disturbed and didn't even bother to open his eyes.
Ever since he was stood on his head by a flat-haired beast who did not know where he came from for a long time, and when he left, he did not forget to pull a tuft of stinky bird dung on his nose and wantonly insult him. He has been There is nothing to love.
　　 Instead of dying a little bit without the slightest dignity, it would be better to have a good time.
　　The sound came from far to near, as if it was walking towards oneself.
　　 mother! Finally, a beast dared to enter the ashes and come and eat itself!
　　 Han Cheng is not afraid of rejoicing, looking forward to the beast coming to eat him.
　　 At the same time, he wondered where this beast would utter his mouth.
　　 It is best to take a mouthful to your neck first, so that you can suffer less pain.
　　 "Papa."
　　 "Papa Papa."
　　 Some strange sounds accompanied by the touch, came from the face wrapped in the charred shell.
　　 Han Cheng waiting to die is angry, uncle! It's really unreasonable to deceive people!
　　 If you want to eat it, you can eat it. If you don’t eat it, don’t eat it. Why do you slap Lao Tzu a few times before you it?
　　 He opened his eyes angrily, ready to see what kind of beast it was, so abnormal!
　　 However, the scene in front of him completely exceeded his expectations.
　　 What stood in front of him was not a wild beast, but a primitive man with gray hair and an old face.
　　 He was obviously startled by Han Cheng who opened his eyes suddenly, and the hand that was raised to pat Han Cheng's face again stopped in the air.
　　 There was a flash of fright in his eyes that looked a little muddy, but then they turned into thick doubts.
　　 The hand he raised stayed in the air for a while, and Xuan even fell on his face again under Han Cheng's angry gaze.
　　 But it's not a shot, but a touch.
　　 strokes his mouth and nose and there is more.
　　Han Cheng became even more angry, not only because he was molested by the old primitive man, but also because the old smeared the bird dung on his nose and half of his face!
　　 He stared hard, expressing his anger. .
　　 At this moment, he has already broken the jar, so he is not afraid of being exposed.
　　 However, the old primitive man did not stop because of his anger, but touched more vigorously. After touching his face, he bent down and touched it all the way...
　　 As the old primitive man knelt down, Han Cheng finally saw the sights of other places.
　　 It turns out that there are some primitive people behind the old primitive people.
　　 Look at that tiger skin skirt, look at the guy who drools with his big belly next to him, and the white bone necklace that contrasts with a black face. Who are the big brothers who left yesterday?
　　 It turns out that their departure yesterday was only short-lived, leaving was not the purpose, but the real intention was to go back and invite Master over.
　　 It's just that this master is too serious, and just as soon as they met, he wiped his whole body clean.
　　 I am a man!
Han Cheng wailed in his heart. Although he was not covered by the black scorched shell except for a few important parts of his head, the rest was not spared, and there was no touch, but he looked at the hands that the old primitive man kept groping on him. , UU reading www. He still couldn't help shivering.
　　 Fortunately, the old primitive man stopped touching his hand for a long time, then stood up and said something that Han Cheng could not understand to the seniors behind him.
　　 It can be seen that these primitive people respect this old primitive person very much, including the big brother of the leader, who are respectful and respectful to him.
　　 These people chirping don’t even know what they’re talking about.
　　 Just looking at the second brother who watched his saliva more and more, Han Chengcheng knew that 80% was not a good thing.
　　 Is it possible that these people are just like the monsters in Journey to the West, talking about whether to put some fragrant fried and eat them?
　　 Their discussions didn't last long before they stopped.
Then the old primitive man looked up towards the sky for a while, then looked at the circle of ashes and the hoof prints left by some beasts around the circle. Suddenly he put his hands in front of him and made a strange move towards Han Cheng. I don’t know what I’m talking about.
　　 From their series of talks with gestures, Han Cheng also saw some clues.
　　 He felt that these people seemed to be narrating their origins to the old primitive man.
　　 But the old primitive man's series of actions and mantra-like behaviors made him a little confused.
　　 Didn't you think that you were a heresy and wanted to sacrifice yourself to the gods?
　　 What about him, what are you doing at this time? Let’s take a look at what the master can make with a vote of apprentices!
　　 Han Cheng is now a typical dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.
　　 The voice of the old primitive population stopped, and as they pointed at themselves, several seniors gathered around with stone sticks in their hands...