wild trail

Chapter 23: Enemy or Friend
"Lang, I know it's a deer. I understand what you mean, but I don't understand." Wu Yun scratched his hair and looked at Wang Lang in distress.

"Look at these pictures. If you use pictures to record information or express ideas, it must be very troublesome. For example, the most notable feature of this deer is the two horns on the head. Can we just draw this feature and use this feature? To represent a deer, isn’t that much simpler? With this method, we can simplify many things and only keep the main features, such as the fire over there, and draw its shape.” Wang Lang As he spoke, he drew a simple flame pattern on the cliff.

Wu Yun seemed to see the gate of the new world, and was very emotional. He picked up a piece of charcoal and began to draw on the cliff.

Wang Lang looked at Wu Yun with a focused expression, smiled, and couldn't help sighing in his heart: "Whether it is primitive society or modern society, there are many people like Wu Yun, who have an almost morbid spirit of specialization in the things they like. .”

Wang Lang felt that there was nothing wrong with this kind of spirit. If there were more people like Wu Yun in the future when the tribe grew stronger, he would be able to relax more.

"Lang, we still feel that it is inappropriate for Wu Yun to enjoy such a high honor." Jian Ya said firmly.

Wang Lang did not expect these people to be so important to the fact that the name will be remembered by future generations. After a moment of silence, Wang Lang said with a strong attitude: "Wu Yun wants to complete a very important thing. We are very important, and I have decided who can make great contributions to the tribe in the future, and I will engrave their names and deeds on the clay tablets for future generations to look up to."

People were a little dissatisfied with Wang Lang's tough approach, but after thinking about it, it seems that this approach does not have any harm. On the contrary, it is possible for him to get this honor. Everyone looks at me and I look at you, and no one said anything against it , this kind of honor is very important to one's status in the tribe. It may not be practical to get more food, but people hope to be respected by others. Human vanity is almost carved into the bones. Anyone with normal intelligence wants others to agree with them.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Wang Lang said: "Since there is no objection, this matter is settled. It's getting late, everyone go back to sleep!"

People glanced at the dark cloud who was still painting, and there was a hint of envy in their eyes, and they didn't know what kind of shit luck this guy had, to be able to get the guidance of the gods.

Everyone was very sleepy due to being awakened from a deep sleep. They yawned and returned to the resting place, and fell asleep with their little thoughts in their hearts.

Seeing that Wu Yun was still painting there, Wang Lang sighed, walked over and patted Wu Yun's shoulder, and said, "This is not something that can be done in a short time, go to sleep."

Wu Yun said without looking back: "Lang, I'm not sleepy, I'm just drawing for a while."

Wang Lang frowned slightly, and said with some displeasure: "There is still a lot of work to be done tomorrow, so don't worry about it. Tomorrow you want others to work, but you yourself are sleeping?"

Wu Yun stopped what he was doing, was silent for a while, and said, "Lang, I see, I'm going to sleep now."

Wang Lang nodded and yawned, ignoring the dark clouds, he was really sleepy.

The next day, Wang Lang asked Jian Ya and Huo to go to the place where the trap was set up yesterday, and explained that if they caught small animals or cubs, and they were not killed or injured, they would come back and inform him, and the other prey would be killed directly, and the Just bring the meat back.

Jian Ya and Huo remembered Wang Lang's words, took their weapons and left the tribe.

At this time, in the dense forest a few kilometers away from Wang Lang's tribe, a dozen men and women with their hands tied behind their backs and their necks strung together with a long bamboo pole were numbly driven forward by some people who painted their bodies with green paint.

From time to time, one or two people would fall to the ground. Since they were all tied together, one person would bring everyone down. This scene caused the chasers to laugh out loud, as if seeing a ridiculous scene.

As long as these people don't stand up immediately, the sticks will hit their heads and faces. Almost all of these people are injured, and what's more, their calves have been broken, twisted into a strange angle, and drooping below their knees. He walked forward with a bouncing leg.

Two hours later, Jianya and Hehuo arrived at the net trap. To their surprise, the trap had been triggered, and a black-haired wild boar was quietly hanging inside the swaying net.

Jian Ya didn't know if this guy was dead, so he walked over and stabbed it with the tip of a spear, the wild boar suddenly struggled violently, Jian Ya was jumped by the sudden struggle, raised his spear, and pointed at The wild boar stabbed wildly, and it didn't take long for the wild boar to stop struggling.

Huo walked under the net bag and carefully sized up the prey he had caught. This wild boar was huge, and with the strength of two people, there was no way to bring back such a prey.

Such a big wild boar is extremely difficult to catch if it is hunted according to the previous hunting methods. Wild boars are irrational if they are provoked, and they will attack their enemies frantically regardless. Even the best predators fear three-pointers.

Both Jianfang and Huo have their eyes on those two fangs. If you wear them as accessories, it is a symbol of courage. Capturing such a big wild boar is enough to make yourself the best warrior in the tribe.

Just as Jianya and Huo were discussing how to deal with the wild boar, there were bursts of shrill cries faintly from the depths of the dense forest.

"Did you hear that?" Huo looked at Jian Ya and asked.

Jian Fang looked serious and nodded.

That miserable cry made Huo's heart tense up.
"Jian Ya, what should we do? It sounds like there are a lot of people over there, should we go there?"

Jian Ya looked at the wild boar and then at the direction of the sound, gritted his teeth and said, "Put down the prey and hide it first, let's go and have a look."

Huo hesitated for a moment, but nodded quickly. The two swiftly lowered the wild boar and dragged it to a nearby bush. They cut down some branches to cover it up, and then hid the nets used for trapping. .

The two looked at each other, and walked cautiously towards the direction of the sound.

(End of this chapter)