through primitive society

Chapter 595 A Good Man Doesn't Need to Be Envious (2)
How could it have taken them hours to reach the river bank if it hadn't been for the fact that the bamboo rafts had been carried so far by the river?

That night, the volcanic eruption had already frightened the clansmen, and the sudden rush of the river was even more frightening, so that the clansmen didn't bother to observe how the situation was going.Rushing away in a daze, the men's strength was equal to the strength of the river, and it was no use shaking the tree with mayflies and ants.

The river kept rushing down, and the men paddled to the opposite bank with bamboo poles. In fact, they floated down for quite a while, and they could not move forward until the river was relatively calm. To an isolated island in the Mo River.

Whether it's an isolated island or the other side, it's a good thing as long as the clansmen have nothing to do.

There is quite a lot of dust in the sky, which is the dust of leaves and branches.There is no way to reach the isolated island because the river wind is relatively strong, and gusts of wind blow the dust away in the river, or blow it back into the already scorched mountains.

Wu Xiyue looked up at the rolling and scorched mountains. After decades, the place will be full of vitality and greenery again.The volcanic ash is good fertilizer, the seeds that escaped the fire, and the shrubs will be the revitalizers of this jungle, and they will still bring greenery back to the hard-hit jungle.

When a gust of wind blew, large swaths of dust were blown up, and the clansmen were caught off guard by the dust and choked a few times, and all of them covered their noses and mouths and coughed.

Wu Xiyue took out the animal skin masks that she had prepared long ago and said to the clansmen who were still coughing: "Put on the masks, the women will take care of the children, the old people will take care of the food, and the men will take turns carrying the bamboo rafts and singing along. The two chiefs of Mang keep walking forward!"

The preparations are quite sufficient, and it will not be a panic-stricken escape without any preparations.

After being reminded, the people of the tribe knew what the witch Yue asked the women to make out last night. They all took out and covered their mouths and noses, huh?Very good, you can walk without covering your nose with your hands.

The little caterpillar also choked on the dust, coughed until it burst into tears, and its eyes were red.In a panic, Naya took out a small animal skin mask that she had prepared a long time ago and fastened it clumsily on the little caterpillar, coaxing non-stop, "Don't cry, don't cry, just put on the mask and it won't hurt." Choke on the dust."

She is more patient than before, and her fiery personality has improved a lot.

Wu Xiyue smiled as she watched her carefully take care of the little caterpillars, and when the men dragged the seven bamboo rafts ashore, they immediately set off along the river bank.

Before, she was thinking of starting from the end of the isolated island, but the three of them said together: "The end is a cliff, there is no way to put the bamboo raft into the river." Since it is a cliff, it can only be done , Now you need to walk along the river bank and watch the lonely mountain go downstream.

The scorched jungle is terribly quiet, and there is no sound at all when stepping on the thick dust. Occasionally, some tribesmen will come back. The firewood under the dust that has not been wet by rain is scalding their teeth and teeth. Fortunately, the calluses on the soles of the feet Thick enough, no big problem.

Wu Xiyue's shoes are made of animal leather, and the soft ribs of the bird are padded underneath, so even if they step on a dark fire, they will not burn their feet.

The women all wore the same animal leather shoes as her, with soft ribs inside, and without the bushes and thorns blocking the way, they all walked briskly.

After walking for a short distance, the men realized the benefits of the fire burning the jungle trees. The men who carried the bamboo rafts felt the benefits even more. There were fewer trees, shrubs, and thorns blocking the way. Their vision was quite wide. , you can see at a glance whether the road ahead is good or not, and whether you need to make a detour.

The faster you walk, the faster you will go.

If someone stands on the mountains at this time, they will be surprised to find that in this scorched and desolate ridge, there are a group of tribesmen wearing clothes made of feathers, or jackets and skirts made of animal skins. First walk in the deserted mountains, where the eyes are only burnt black.

They will sing with the most primitive songs to break the death-like silence burned by the fire. Their laughter is the vitality of this barren mountain, showing the vitality of life everywhere. Come a touch of green.

Wu Xiyue is not good at singing, nor can she sing, but she likes to listen to the rough and primitive voices of her tribe. She will smile with her lips bent, or walk in the middle of the team, or walk to the front, talking and laughing with the tribe behind her, It will not be a purposeless chat, but tell them that hope is ahead, as long as they don't give up, victory will belong to them sooner or later.

The isolated island is still accompanied by the people of the Misuo tribe. Every time they walk for a while, they will turn their heads to see the isolated island standing in the middle of the river. On it, there is their old leader waiting for them to go back to pick it up.

Wearing masks, they walked in the scorched mountains, and the dozens of people stretching out seemed quite spectacular, bringing a little warmth to the originally dead mountains.

At noon, although the sun did not come out, the men began to sweat profusely; when the weather became hot and there was no shade to hide from, the men took off their short animal skin jackets in twos and threes, and wrapped their waists Wearing only a short animal skin skirt, sweat dripped from the muscular chest, and slowly sweated along the skin texture, sinking into the edge of the animal skin skirt tied around the waist.

Wu Xiyue, who followed behind, swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva, wiped the sweat from her forehead, unscrewed the gourd and drank several mouthfuls of water... Nima, this is the critical moment to test her endurance. You have to stand the test.

They have been running and hunting in the mountains and forests for many years, all of them are in good shape, with broad shoulders, waist and long legs... What a god!She's trapped in a masculine den.

The sister's saliva is about to come out... A man, a real man, a tough man!That bastard Wu Xizhao finally got mixed up in the army... What a fucking good man with a good body, much better than her male doctor who nestled in the hospital and watched birds!
In the next life, she will also join the army when reincarnated.

It hurts to catch up with Ti's pace, she should guard her two men.

"Does the foot hurt?" Mang helped her considerately, and then his eyes fell on her feet. The animal skin is the red-haired buffalo hide that was hunted by the Mo River last time, and it is very firm. Didn't see any fraying on the front.

(End of this chapter)