Gourmet Hunter

The room is actually not small, and the identity of the white-haired elderly can be seen from the side.

The material used for the stone bed is not taken from the grain, but is a kind of stone that can be seen everywhere in the underground caves. The hardness is not high and the carving is difficult.

A piece of unidentified yellow fur was laid on the bed for added comfort.

The old man was dressed rather thickly, showing only a little skin, and his hair was very long. He crossed his feet and fell under the bed.

The length of the eyebrows dropped to the mouth, covering half of the eyes, and even the beards were messy like grass.

It can be said that the old man’s hair and eyebrows are dense enough to cover most of the five features, and I don’t know how many years he has lived. Since birth, he has not cut his hair, eyebrows, or even beard.

The aroma of the barbecue slowly wafted in from outside the room. The old man’s vaguely large round nose twitched several times, his closed eyes opened a little, and his sleepy eyes were hazy.

“What smells so fragrant?”

The old man slowly opened his white-eyed eyes, and he could not find the black-spot pupils, and seemed to have no vision.

He is patriarch by race, has a long life span, and is over 500 years old. Every once in a while, he has to sleep for at least half a month, so that his body can simulate hibernation, and sometimes even sleep for a month.

He never gets up late, not early.

This time, it is extremely rare for him to wake up 3 days in advance on the minimum standard.

The old man was struggling to straighten himself on the bed with his feet on the ground. Those legs were like dried-up balloons, and even a bit skinny.

Clansman’s legs have two thick muscles that bulge, similar to the two ham intestines that swell several times, and the strange signs are most obvious in the ethnic adult body.

The old man’s legs are not the same, with piles of fleshy skin wrinkles. It seems that he is old, and the things that should not be left will never be retained, and will be taken relentlessly by time.

He took the crutches leaning against the bed, leaned over, and allowed the pale long hair to drag to the ground, his eyebrows raised, his gaze pointed directly at the location of the fragrance, and he could hear the commotion.

“Are the bastards doing something again?”

The scent of smell was scratching around the tip of the nose, causing the old man’s stomach worm to attack, walking towards the house.

The faint starlight fell, reflecting the large slate of slate, decorating this deserted and narrow grotto.

Twenty strong men of each race lay on the ground in a fan shape, each person’s feet were flat against a slate, and the slate was burnt red with hot feet.

The two sides of the fan-shaped slate are each and everyone clansman holding a long ridged meat, staring at the many pieces of meat chirping on the slate, smelling the aroma close at hand, and the stomach GuLu howled.

Luo agitated her thoughts and pulled a spine from space. Under the attention of many clansmans, Luo separated into thin pieces of meat of the same size every minute, and each operation could cause turbulence.

Around, sitting or standing, on the wall, on the wall, or even on the shoulders of people, clansman-by-clusters form a standard onlooker queue.

The one on the outer periphery is a clansman who is relatively short, and the commanding heights nearby have been seized. He can only walk around the edge of the team to see the magical ability.

patriarch came to the person’s behind silently, and reached out and gently pats the shoulder of the person.

The man patted patriarch’s hand impatiently, and continued stick one’s head around to look for, wanting to see something through the gap of the crowd.

patriarch looked at the hand he was photographed, and stretched out again.

The man turned back unhappyly, and saw patriarch staring at him silently, and opened his mouth suddenly silent.

“It’s hilarious, what’s going on inside?” Patriarch’s smile was covered with lush beards.

The man blinked his eyelids, and suddenly made an incredible cry.

“Patriarch is awake!”

The sound of full vital capacity spread through the crowd at the speed of light, causing a thrilling response.

“What? Patriarch just woke up?”

“It’s 3 days or 5 days? It’s over. Is patriarch’s life limit approaching?”

“Go away, don’t curse patriarch.”

The noise was loud, because patriarch’s early wake up was too unscientific.

Looking at clansman’s thrilling reaction, patriarch squinted and looked very calm.

“Did you finish?”

patriarch looks at the loud clansman.

The clansman smiled awkwardly and said, “It’s over.”

“Well.” Patriarch nodded, differly said: “Can you answer my question?”

“That …” Clansman scratched his head and embarrassed, “I’m not quite sure.”

patriarch sighed, raised his bone crutch and knocked on the ground, saying, “Why not let it go?”

Clansman such as the amnesty, letting go quickly, his actions triggered a chain reaction, the crowd around them automatically gave way, so that patriarch could see Luo who was busy at once.

Biszki and Tonpa were also there, and Bruna crouched on Biszki’s shoulders. They noticed the apparent riots, but couldn’t understand what Clansman was saying, and then they saw a crowd stunned and a twilight old man was holding her The crutch came slowly.

The members of the tribe looked at the old man with respect. Even without looking at it, they could see that the old man was patriarch.

patriarch first looked towards Bisji and Tonpa sitting on the floor, and there was a hint of solitude in his eyes, and then he looked towards Luo, using the power of mind to assist the barbecue, and his expression was gradually shocked.

The long-held memory was lifted by a Kakuzu.

Finally, he noticed Bruna on Bisji’s shoulder and fell into complete silence.

Luo also noticed the arrival of patriarch, but he was not distracted and always focused on the fire. After all, opening 20 slabs requires a high degree of concentration.

The aroma gradually drew everyone into it.

Luo’s barbecue has opened the door to their taste world.

patriarch’s big round nose is twitched, and a mosquito-like murmur is made.

That would be super-drilled barbecue.

He thought like that, then walked pacing, his long hair dragged on the ground for several meters.

The clansman members who lay down on the floor struggled to get feverish, and they were closest to each other and had the highest degree of salivation.

After about 5 minutes, the barbecue was made, and Luo waved his hand, and hurled the roasted meat slices all around, but saw each and everyone chasing clansman by hand to catch the hot meat pieces, and stuffed Paulie calmly.

Luo deliberately left a bowl and handed it to patriarch.

Not far away, Bruna heard the wind and moved towards Luo and patriarch slowly floating around, she knew what she should do in a moment.

patriarch glanced at the hot barbecue in the bowl, his bowel began to rise, but he did not reach out, his eyes moved, looking towards Luo, and said with emotion: “I haven’t seen outsiders in a long time.”

The language he spoke, Luo understood, it was an old lingua franca that hadn’t been completely improved enough for communication.

The word outsider, spoken from patriarch, represents the identity from the outside world.

Luo suddenly, when he was about to say something, just listened to patriarch and continued, “You guys, weird.”

At this point, Bruna fell on Luo’s shoulder. She didn’t know that Luo and patriarch could communicate without her tentacles.