through primitive society

Chapter 847 The Wheat Is Ripe (3)
Wu Xiyue had goosebumps all over her body, remembering what she stepped on when she jumped off the panther just now... Thinking about it now, the broken thing seemed to be a bone.

Subconsciously, she looked towards the place where the sunlight refracted in... In the semi-darkness, she really saw clearly that there were several bones.

"See, these bones belong to wizards, some are not suitable to be wizards, or are losers among wizards. Ke Kewu almost became one of these bones, but he was a little luckier and escaped Get out." When he said these words, the great wizard's voice was terrifyingly calm, he didn't stop, and climbed up bit by bit along the place where the anaconda once crawled.

Wu Xiyue, who fell into silence, pursed her lips, put away her smile and followed.

The days before the great wizard... I'm afraid it was not easy.

When Wu Xiyue arrived at the Blood Witch Clan, on the isolated island far away in the center of the Mo River, Hoja, who was even older, was breaking off the mature wheat together with the straw.

He was about to finish harvesting all the wheat, leaving only a little bit in front of him that hadn't been harvested.The animal skin bag is by his side, put the folded wheat stalks into the animal skin bag, and use his own hands to rub the plump wheat grains into the animal skin bag.

He has forgotten a lot of what Wu Xiyue said, and now, he only remembers the most important words, first: the wheat must be protected from being eaten by birds, and second: wait until the grains on it look like grass seeds The wheat seeds are very hard, and the wheat seedlings turn green and yellow, which means they can be put away.

Hoja broke the wheat stalks very slowly, he couldn't walk, he could only sit in the wheat field and move slowly while breaking a few stalks.

Over the past few days, the amount of wheat planted on the ground has decreased little by little. Until now, Hoja broke off the last few wheat stalks and put them in the animal skins to rub the wheat grains.

The old man has always used his perseverance to insist not to fall, and he must live to complete what the wizard month told him.

After wiping off the cold water, Hoja looked up at the bright and dazzling sky, and finally completed the last thing that Wizard Moon told him.For his sake, she should take better care of the Misuo people.

I don't know how Abenla and the others are doing now, whether they have obeyed the arrangement of the wizard month.The two old guys shouldn't have caused trouble for Wizard Yue... I don't know if the matter of the territory has been resolved. Wizard Yue will take back the territory for the Misuo tribe.

With these worries in mind, Huo Jia made two bags of wheat grains collected tightly with grass and vines, leaning on a cane in one hand, and twisting a bag of wheat grains in the other hand, he walked towards the very simple house.

There are already two bags inside, plus today's four bags.

It wasn't until dark that Hoja dragged the two sacks of wheat back. The most important thing was complete for him, and the spiritual pillars that had supported him not to fall also collapsed.

The old Hoja was lying on the shabby animal skin mat, staring at it with his dim yellow eyes that were no longer sharp. He saw a few birds flying over the hole...they flew so high and their wings were so powerful Woolen cloth.

I hope his Misuo tribe can fly as high as these birds... No matter how hard and tiring he is, it is worth it.

My vision is gradually blurred, my eyes are tired and sore after looking at it for too long, let's sleep for a while, sleep for a while... everything will pass.

The sky gradually darkened, and Hoja, who had kept his eyes open, slowly closed them. This time, he really fell asleep.

It is a long sleep without waking up.

He seemed to see the former members of the Misuo tribe standing on the bank of the river waving to him and laughing at himself.He seemed to have seen many Miso tribesmen hunting in that fertile territory... He saw the woman holding the animal skin and talking while sewing.

He also saw many children eating berries in the shade of the tree, and two children were fighting for a berry.

That's great, that's great... These clansmen are still alive.He didn't die because of his mistakes... Hoja closed his eyes tightly, and left the place where there was no regret anymore with a serene smile on his lips.

Abenla was shaving off the fur of a hare, when suddenly he shook his hand and the stone knife scratched the ground on his finger, a small cut was made on the finger, blood slowly seeped out.

He panicked involuntarily, he left the hare that hadn't finished peeling its fur, his face changed drastically and he climbed up a big tree. He was very panicked, as if something very important had happened...

"Abenla, why did you run up the tree?"

(End of this chapter)