Crossing to the Wild

Looking through the city lord’s mansion, the sky is still dark.

Rong Yue's intentions were still unfinished, and Tian Yang took him to visit other places again.

The guards of the night watch were almost a hell of a ghost. They always saw black shadows flashing by in the mist, waiting for people to be energetic, but disappeared, and they were afraid of scratching their heads.

After the visit, the two of them went back to make up for a rest, and halfway through their sleep, there was suddenly noisy outside.Tian Yang opened his eyes vigilantly, gently pushed Rong Yue awake, and pressed his arms to cover his ears.

After a while, the city guard and dozens of elders rushed into their room and surrounded the stone bed on which they were half-leaning.

"The city lord was attacked by bad guys last night! Did you do it!?"

An elder was so angry that he almost stabbed someone with a cane.

Tianyang looked at them indifferently, and said, "Keep your voice down."

Elders:???

Rong Yue was covered by Tianyang's ears, and her voice came faintly, and she was gradually awakened.

He didn't get up, but he would feel uncomfortable when he wakes up suddenly, and he is much better now. He opened his eyes and blinked, feeling that his limbs gradually gained strength.

"What's the matter?" When she woke up, her voice was a little hoarse, Rong Yue yawned, and looked up to see the people surrounded... "Ah, good morning?"

"What's so good!?" The elder was tortured by this attitude to a nervous breakdown, and it took a long time to find the language, and asked loudly: "Did you do it yesterday!"

The wild people are simple, so how can anyone directly ask the suspect?

So Rong Yue smiled: "Huh? What was yesterday? Don't the guard who guards the gate know if we have gone out?"

The elders all looked at the door, and the two city guards were sweating profusely: "The three elders! Really not! We have been guarding, absolutely no dozing off!"

The elders were taken aback. Could it be that he was wrong!?

Rong Yue spread his hands and held it up from Tianyang's arms: "Hey, our husband finally got a bed warmly treated by the elders. Of course, it is necessary to have a good affection... I haven't slept for long."

The third elder's face flushed: "What are you so affectionate about, and the sacrifice can't hold the cub!"

Rong Yue pretended to be surprised: "Then the city lord should stop marrying another wife, right? After all, I can't hold a cub..."

The elders had never experienced this way of speaking, and their thinking was quickly deflected.One of them has been thinking since Rong Yue pointed out this topic yesterday, and the more he thought about it, the more reasonable he felt. At this moment, he couldn't help asking: "How did you know?"

So ten minutes later, when the city lord was holding the bag on his head, with the help of the city guard, the arrival was finally late. The elders were already sitting around the bed, listening to Rong Yue's "story of the past."

"...It's almost like this. My father's generation knew about this. At that time, the man who blamed his wife for being incapable didn't figure it out for a lifetime, but he had several wives after he got married. Only then did I know that most of the time it’s not a woman’s business and it has a lot to do with men."

"So it's like this!?" All the elders were surprised and admired. They were convinced by a poignant love story, almost all of them believed...

In the tribe, no one remarries except for widows, and because of lack of food, many times the inability to give birth is indeed related to the physical condition of the woman.Over time, the deep-rooted idea here is that a woman can't give birth if she doesn't give birth.

No one has ever doubted whether a man would "do not".

Rong Yue made up a story somewhat similar to the situation of the city lord, and the elders were opened to the new world.

At this moment, the city lord came in and was given a circle of particularly piercing attention.

"Why are you here? Go back and lie down and rest!" An elder hurriedly got up. Everyone got up and wrapped around him and walked out: "Yeah, yeah, we asked here. Chengwei said that he never went out. Let's go back and find the bad guy..."

All ran away in a blink of an eye.

"...Is this gone?" Rong Yue laughed blankly.

Tianyang pushed him down: "Let's sleep a little longer."

After persuading the city lord to rest again, the elders left him and held a separate meeting.

"You said... is the tribe telling the truth?" An elder took the lead to break the silence.

"It sounds like someone with a nose and eyes doesn't feel like a fake."

"Yes, no one can make such a long story, I think it is true."

"Then our city lord..."

Everyone was silent.

The lord is the only son of the previous lord, and the elders are the old people who have been passed down from generation to generation.The city lord is supported by the elders, and their idea is very simple. They don't need the city lord to do anything, just exist well.

Then give birth to a few cubs and pass on the position of the city lord.

Courage City doesn't need to go hunting. After a long time, the elders don't care about the "first warriors" like other tribes, but they can't help but ignore the problems of future generations.

"Wait first." A serious-faced elder said: "Five years have passed since our city lord married a wife. The first few women have not appeared in front of us for a long time. Yesterday the digging tribe said about this. When the storm was small, I asked people to look for people in the city when the storm was small. When the women were found, I would see if there were any daring to remarry, and then I would see if there were any babies. Is it fake?"

When you think about it, this is the truth.

Instead of doubting this or that, it is better to find evidence that best explains the problem.

At this moment, Yichengwei stumbled in, and accidentally brought the news that they desperately wanted to know.

"So fast!?" The elder who sent someone out didn't expect it, and hurriedly asked.

The man’s face turned blue from the cold, but fortunately his mind was clear: "Big big... found the woman named Lancao, who belongs to the lord, the second wife, she is now..."

"Just?" Everyone was anxious.

"Just... we made an agreement with the little boss who opened the noodle stall, right under our noses! And I took the two cubs!"

There is no more thunderbolt than this, and everyone is speechless.

It turns out that the lord of their city has the problem, not the wife!

As long as the city lord's problem is not resolved, they will never see the small city lord...how can this work?

But how can this problem be solved?

The digging tribe also said that some people can’t do it, and they can’t do it.This is the disease?Where can I get treatment?

The elders have their own considerations. Once the relationship is complicated, the hearts will be lost.You look at me and I look at you. I didn't come up with a plan for a long time, so I just broke up first.

But everyone has an idea in their minds-the city lord may have to give up.

It's not that you have a cub to become the lord of the city, but if you can pick a cub in the next post, why do you have to take this seat?

The twists and turns here are worth thinking about.

***

With a bang, the city lord smashed a clay pot to the ground.

His current wife trembling, knelt down to pick up the broken pottery.

The city lord's face flushed, and his head was filled with the surprised eyes and perfunctory attitudes when everyone looked at him. His pointed cheeks became more dented, making people scary.

Those elders, relying on the large number of people, believed in the legend of a small tribe!

It is naturally the problem of those women that he has no cubs. After so many years, how come those two suspicious people have said a few words, so that they both believe?

However, he just overheard that his second wife Lancao actually gave birth outside...

The city lord grabbed his clothes with a hideous face.This is just a coincidence, a coincidence!!

The city lord has been sitting in this position for many years. Since five years ago he sent a gift to the distant Xingyue tribe, but it was heard that he had collected a fake Toba, his life was not going well.

Traders brought more and more things, no need to replenish them in the City of Courage, and the tools for shipping goods became more convenient. Everyone started to use the "four-wheelers" that came from west of Hoshino.

Seeing that the income of Courage City is declining year after year, they pay more and more attention to sheltering materials in winter.

The city lord is accustomed to being aloof. The rules of living in the cave are not set by him. He doesn't bother to care so much, as long as he knows that he can receive food every year.Those tribesmen who are displaced are indeed living in a poor environment, but what does it matter to him?

He is the lord of the city, different from those people!

I thought that life could go on peacefully, but who knows what digging tribe has appeared now, although he is just an unsuccessful city lord, he does not know the loss.

It turned out to be annoying, he was knocked out on the bed!

God knows, the moment he wakes up, he feels that the sky is going to collapse, and he has no sense of security at all. How can he sleep at this moment!?

It was just a slap today, who knows if he will cut him tomorrow!

Thinking this way, the face of the city lord became more and more gloomy.

He walked quickly to the door and asked the city guard: "How is the storm?"

Chengwei's answer has been much smaller.

Calculated by time, the storm did enter the second half of the journey.If according to the laws of previous years, this disaster will end in about three days.

The lord gritted his teeth and thought, always feeling that he couldn't sit still.

It must not be his problem to have no cubs, if it is really... then it will become no.

Is bluegrass?Married to a small noodle stall owner.He remembered.

***

The end of the three-day storm passed in a blink of an eye, and even though it was still snowy outside, the atmosphere of the entire City of Valor was still alive.

In more than half a month, the snow will begin to melt, and after the coldest time, it will enter a new spring.

The storm suffocated the City of Courage. Everyone came out to move around. Those outside people who did not eat well and sleep well under the ground were suffocated and exploded. At this moment, groups of people came out to breathe fresh air. I felt alive.

When the storm stops, you don't need to stay in the cave all the time. If you can find a shelter to rest, you can still go to sleep in the cave at night because of the temperature.

Those who have surplus food or daily necessities on hand will also take advantage of visiting the City of Courage to celebrate with something to eat and drink.

The sun hung in the blue sky, slanting warmth, and the owner of the small noodle stall walked to the street with a pole and set up the shelf.

"Cauldron!" someone greeted him next door: "Do you sell noodles today?"

"Sell, you come to eat at noon." The stall owner looked plain, and smiled honestly.He swiftly pushed the pole into the soil, and then put the animal skins on it to make a small shed that was half open but able to block the wind.

The small shed is not big, it can fit three tables, and there are not many people who usually eat it. After all, the fresh and delicious "noodle" is only recently available. It is impossible for ordinary people to eat together. They come only when they are really greedy. .

However, the food from the west of Hoshino tastes so good that the small noodle stall owner can keep doing this business.

The shed was set up and the stall owner raised the stove.

Just as he was going to the backyard to get the dried noodles in stock, his wife Lancao came out carrying the cloth bag.

"Abba!" Behind Lancao was a radish dice who could walk and talk, and he was holding a small cloth bag in his hand. His face was red with cold, and he did not forget to ask for credit: "Abba, I'll bring you noodles--"

"Hey, so good!" The stall owner smiled with wrinkles on his face. Taking the bag, Lancao naturally picked up the cloth and soaked it in water and began to wipe the table.

"Where is the small noodle?" the stall owner asked.

The bluegrass is very beautiful and smiles softly: "Still sleeping, your grandma is watching."

The stall owner smirked after her, bubbling with happiness. He only felt that he had secretly taken the bluegrass home a few years earlier. It was really a wise choice. Otherwise, where can I have a good life now?

The couple took care of the noodle stall, and the little carrot who had just helped dragged their feet to the backyard, going back to warm their hands.

After walking a few steps, two tall men suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his path one after another.

Before the little carrot screamed, a big hand tightly covered his mouth.

"Hmm!" Carrot Ding was struggling with horror. His weak limbs kept struggling, but they couldn't make a sound. They could only watch another tall man and rush into his backyard!

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