Vol 5 Chapter 1: Baijia Tribe
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Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy
- Departing Song of That Year
- 1336 characters
- 2021-03-03 12:02:03
The sky is still dark.
But through the thin atmosphere, the stars can be clearly seen.
It's just that today's two crescent moons seem to be brighter.
The little boy is ten years old at the most. He is not tall but has obvious muscles.
The already dark skin makes this little guy look extraordinarily strong.
Maybe it was because he was running too fast. An accidentally, the little boy stumbled and slammed forward.
But at the moment of imbalance, the little boy's left hand spontaneously popped and patted the ground like lightning.
The whole person actually took advantage of a forward somersault, like a cannonball across the arc, and landed heavily.
Boom.
The ground trembled heavily, and a huge wave of dust rose up.
At first it sounded as if a rhinoceros stepped on the ground, but looking at the calmness of the adults who were also wrapped in animal skins, it seemed to be normal.
The little boy, like the energetic little calf, appeared in the middle of the village with a few bounces, landed firmly in front of the owner of the meniscus eyes, and raised the old wooden plank in his hand as if for credit.
A mountain is drawn crookedly with green, yellow, and black paint.
Those black eyes were full of expectation, and after handing the board over, he rubbed his hands nervously, waiting for further comments.
"Yalter, you're late again, and you jumped in!" A little girl with croissants pouted, her blushing face looked very lively.
"Squeeze, squeeze, today I helped my father beat a fat horned shale sheep! Then let me come over, I have run very hard for such a long road." The one called Yalter The little boy argued loudly, and squeezed unceremoniously beside the little girl after speaking.
"Felia, there is still time on your side, leave me some space."
"Huh." The little girl snorted dissatisfiedly, but moved aside.
"Yalter, I have told you many times. I will run slowly in the future. I will always be disobedient, and I won't be allowed to jump in the line next time." With a crisp voice like a oriole, the girl looked at Yalter over there, helpless Shook his head.
Yalter nodded dejectedly.
The little girl called Filia covered her mouth and giggled. She was wearing a tailored animal skin jacket. Her skin was much fairer to Bialt, and she also had scars.
These children look different in height, and generally seem to be around ten years old.
The immature eyes were full of ignorance and expectation.
There are some older boys in the distance, with curiosity and a little juvenile admiration in their eyes.
"Teacher must be a gift from Xingyu God!"
"She knows so much that she can teach us how to build great buildings. If this goes on, our Baijia tribe will definitely grow stronger and stronger. At that time, look at the redstone tribe and dare not bully us!"
"Yes, I heard from the teacher that soon we will be able to live in more comfortable houses."
"With a face as beautiful as the starry sky, and wisdom as vast as the sea of grasslands, I really don't know who will be good enough to be worthy of a teacher in the future."
Some sturdy figures were cutting the bodies of giant beasts by the campfire, and the women beside them were tanning animal skins.
In the center of the village, there is a majestic red earth minaret that is fifty meters high.
Hundreds of tons of air-dried beast meat are stored there, which is the most sacred and noble place in the entire Baijia village.
I don't know how many times these words have to be repeated among them every day.
When these Baijia tribes dressed as hunters were busy discussing, they mentioned the girls who were surrounded by children in the center.
Many people hope that their son can be good enough to win Teacher Xiao Wang's heart.
In the year-round gloomy weather, bonfire lighting is the only way of heating and lighting in the village.
"Teacher you wear a bit thicker, we are not afraid of the cold, don't get cold. Teacher, look at what I painted today..." A strong little fat man rubbed his nose and handed over a soft fur blanket.
"Hmph, Enoch, do you want your sister and teacher to cook a small stove for you? No! We also brought blankets for the teacher."
"This is the cloak of the white water fox. My mother just sewed it out today and asked me to send it to you." Filia hurriedly stood up.
"I brought it too, mine is thicker and warmer."
"Teacher, are you thirsty? I brought the water from Qinggu Spring, which is delicious."
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There was a chattering voice, and several children were scrambling to send their gifts.
The girl who was sitting in the center looked at these faces with coquettish eyes.
She smiled and pushed back the little hands that were scrambling.
"I'm not cold, really not cold, thank you."
"You don't need to send it to me every day, the room is almost too much to fit, giggle~" Perhaps infected by the smiles of these children, the girl also covered her mouth and chuckled.
These children all have a heart of gold and sincerity, this is the greatest warmth in her view.
Wherever the children care about what the teacher is talking about, they just shove it through.
"Well, before the drawing class starts today, the teacher will tell you a story, a story about a great hero."
"Hahaha, the teacher is the best, and there are stories to listen to."
"We like to listen to big heroes."
"Brother Mu is going to kill the bad guys again." The little girl Filia said with longing eyes.
"Well, of course... this time, he encountered a very powerful enemy. How powerful is it? The number of enemies is thousands or tens of thousands of times as much as him!"
"Ah, the hero is amazing."
"Wow! Looking forward to it!"
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The exclamation sounded, and soon the children were fully engaged in the story with their jaws supported.
If it weren't for the teacher's arrival, their daily life would only be pure hunting, skinning, and then following their parents to sell in remote villages, and they would grow up little by little, and finally die in an attack by a beast.
Day after day, year after year.
This is the life of the Baijia tribe~EbookFREE.me~ Maybe this is the life of most people on this planet.
And Teacher Xiao Wang's descending from the sky is like a in the eyes of this village.
Possessing the beauty that makes them feel ashamed, possessing the same clear mind as Qingguquan, but also possessing the endless wisdom like the grassland.
It was just that the girls refused their title of "Goddess", but volunteered to be the children's "Teacher Xiao Wang".
Her gift from heaven.
Her treasure of the Baijia clan!
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"You want to desecrate our Xiao Wang teacher!"
A man as strong as a lion stood up furiously at this moment, and grabbed the thin man with two moustaches on the opposite side.
Clasping the opponent's neck with one hand, it seems that the opponent's neck will burst in the next second.
But the slightly thin man with two moustaches had a sneer on his face, and he slammed his thick arms with his hands and twisted.
Creak!
With a sudden sound, the lion-like man slammed his backhand.
boom!
The hard rock exploded immediately.
"You Redstones don't want to get involved, Teacher Xiao Wang is noble and inviolable!"
"Noble? No matter how noble she is, she is also a woman. We are the son of the patriarch of the Redstone clan, the most dazzling star-Yize Wende is in love with her, as long as you agree, our redstone clan is willing to give another one comparable to the Baijia clan The village is used as a betrothal gift, isn't this... not enough!"
The dust and mist dissipated, and the seemingly thin man actually fisted against the burly man like a mountain.
A cobweb-like crack floated under the feet of the two.
Inside the huge tent built with animal bones, the two parties simultaneously drew out their weapons.
At a glance, they were full of beast bone weapons glowing pale white!
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