After traveling through ancient times, she became a wild woman

Chapter 1351 Old man, old man
Ah Ri stuck out his tongue and said, "I really thought my tongue was going to die just now. It scared me to death."

Changsheng checked for him: "It's okay, the tongue is still there."

Fortunately, okay, the tongue is still there. If a person loses his tongue, will he starve to death?
Changsheng pressed his tongue and made a swallowing gesture, feeling as if a person could live without his tongue.

Bah, what are you thinking about? How come your good tongue is gone?

No, that won't happen to Ah Ri. His tongue is still there. Don't think about it. Don't think about it.

Chang Sheng suppressed his pounding heart, looked at the beaming Ah Ri, and ran to Xiao Se.

Ah Rixiao said to Xiao Se: "Thankfully I have you, otherwise I really don't know what to do. I can't cut off my tongue, right? That would be really scary, and this armor is also strange. How can it stick to my tongue?" Come on, will you try?"

I was thinking about Xiao Se, who was told by my northern friend not to lick iron. After listening to Ah Ri's words, he stuck out his tongue and licked it.

Xiao Se, whose tongue was caught by the armor, looked at Ye Feng with a livid face in horror and embarrassment, and tried to straighten his tongue and speak: "I really didn't mean it."

Following Xiao Se's tongue after being rescued by Night Breeze, and after explaining the difference between hot and cold temperatures, Night Breeze ordered that no one was allowed to lick iron in the wind and snow, nor were they allowed to wear armor.

The armor of twenty people in Ahri was taken back, and the prestige was gone. It was quite unaccustomed.

The iron armor was taken back, but there were also big black knives and other weapons made of iron.

Therefore, the matter of tongue being stuck with iron has happened countless times since yesterday to today.

Some were stuck by big black knives, some were stuck by daggers, some were stuck by iron arrows, and some were stuck by iron pots.

But they will no longer make a fuss and shout for help. After trying, they will save their tongues themselves and smile at each other again.

The tribesmen who have tried will not try again, and the tribesmen who have not tried it still can't help but try after hearing the tribesmen telling them not to try.

For a moment, the tribe was happy, and the cold felt far away from them.

In the evening, they found a small forest, used the gaps between the trees to set up tents, lit bonfires, and the tribesmen also started to move.

Azu, who had been riding the cart all day, rubbed his waist and sighed: "Oh, hey, it looks great when I look at this cart, but after sitting there for a long time, I realized that it's really bad. Even my waist doesn't belong to me." .”

Ishiro had a problem with his feet, so he also rode a cart. Hearing Azu's words, he echoed: "Who says it's not true? My old back is dying. I can't even lie down or sit down. My whole body is full of pain." uneasy."

Mushi, who was setting up the tent, smiled lightly and said: "When I walk, I feel like I went hunting when I was young. It's great!"

Since he became blind, he has never left the tribe.

This migration was the first time he left the tribe after becoming blind. The long journey did not crush him. Instead, it gave him a sense of pride that he felt like he was young again, holding spears and hunting with his tribesmen.

Although the joy he once had was no longer there, it still made him extremely proud because he once had it.

After hearing Mushi's words, Ishiro couldn't help but miss his heroic self when hunting in the past.

Thinking about the splendor of that time, and then looking at himself in old age, Ishiro shook his head and laughed: "Old people, it's all the young people who are doing things. We old people, just sit still and live a good life, which is to them The best encouragement for young people.”

Azu smiled kindly and said: "Yes, thinking that there are tribesmen waiting for us in the tribe, the hunting warriors will be full of energy and will work hard to come back to see us alive. We used to think the same way."

They used to go hunting, and everyone was determined to die.But every time when fighting against wild beasts, everyone wants to survive, and wants to live to see Aye Amu and every clan member in the tribe.

That is the faith and persistence of the warriors who are hunting outside, and it is their way home.

The three of them looked at each other and smiled, with helplessness, pride, and longing in their smiles.

It's just that birth, old age, illness and death are beyond their control. They just think greedily and beg God to let them live a little longer, just a little longer.

With the support of Axiang, the flower-year-old priest came to Azu and sat with them.

In the tribe, the eldest one is Azu. The flower-year-old priest has the best relationship with him and has the best conversation with him. If anything happens, they will sit together and talk about things that are good for the tribe.

When Azu saw her, he would subconsciously ask about the tribe: "Tell me, if the earth collapses, can our Qinglong tribe still be able to survive?"

After hearing this, Mushi and Ishiro looked at each other and lowered their heads. They were surprised that Azu asked this. If the earth subsides, the tribe will definitely not be able to save it. If it can be saved, it will not be called the earth subsidence.

The subsidence of the earth means that the whole ground collapses. How can this be guaranteed? Wasn't the abyssal tribe swallowed up by the subsidence of the earth?
The flower-year-old priest sat on the small bench brought by Axiang: "I can't keep it."

There is no need to perceive these three words.

She raised her eyes and looked at Azu: "How come you can even ask this? If you can keep it, I would also suggest that the clan leader move to the clan. Why don't you just wait in the Qinglong tribe?"

Azu looked at the flower-year-old priest: "Why do I feel that you are so angry?"

The anger leaked out, and the flower-year-old priest, who was not as calm as usual, was frightened and quickly suppressed his emotions: "No, don't talk nonsense."

Azu's eyes fell on her, but finally moved away, laughing and saying: "Look, let's make you laugh, the atmosphere is so relaxed, come on, come on, everyone be cheerful, don't be so nervous. It doesn't snow very much these days. , we can hurry up and hurry up."

Mushi and Ishiro felt that the flower-year-old priest was indeed angry, so they would not talk about this topic anymore. Instead, they would follow Azu's words and take the time to answer a few words without delaying the movements of their hands.

After Mushi set up the tent, he looked up and found that Azu and the priest Huasui who were sitting here were no longer there.

He looked up and saw Azu and Huasui Priest walking out of the woods, Axiang following behind them.

Both feet stepped on the snow, leaving footprints one after another. What was exposed was still the white of the snow, no longer the black of the black soil.

Azu stopped and waited until the flower-year-old priest was walking shoulder to shoulder with him before he said, "What happened?"

The flower-year-old priest who has been holding it back is really sad and aggrieved. She can't tell many things. It's really sad for her to hold on alone.

Originally she didn't want to say it, but after hearing Azu's caring words, the flower-year-old priest couldn't bear it any longer, her eyes were red and her eyes were filled with tears.

Azu looked at the crying Huasui Priest in astonishment. In his mind, although the Huasui Priest didn't like talking to everyone, she had always been kind and strong.

When did I see her shed tears?

As soon as Azu entered, he was stunned and stood there, at a loss.

When he calmed down, he realized something belatedly: "Is something going to happen to us?"

(End of this chapter)