Prehistoric Woman Age

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    Perhaps because the body fluids of the giant mantis played a role, or maybe it was because of the torches in the hands of the primitive people, Lin An'er and the wild people were very fortunate not to encounter wild animals along the way.

    Speaking of those torches, An'er couldn't help but complain a little: The primitive people in this forest are so primitive, they actually use the trick of drilling wood to make fire. When she impatiently took out the solar lighter and lit the torch, the surprise and admiration in the eyes of the primitive people made her almost think that she had done something great and incredible.

    Alas! Is this the day she will live in the future? There is no fragrant bread, only hunted prey and wild fruits; no comfortable clothing, only animal skins and leaves; no high-tech weapons, only the most primitive tools such as stones, branches and animal bones... Even cotton and linen clothes, lighters The most basic daily necessities, such as ironware, have become luxury!

    After passing through many forests, and finally came to the edge of the forest, I saw a small hill faintly, and a bunch of firelights flickered at the foot of the hill.

    After carrying her for two or three hours, Ah Tu, who was not breathing at all, happily said to the goddess on his back: "An... An'er, our tribe is ahead, look Nana, Ming and Daer are waiting for us in front of the cave!"

    A Tu felt that today was the happiest day for him in the past fifteen years. Not only did he hunt the giant mantis with the help of the goddess, but he was also able to have such close contact with the goddess. The goddess is great! Even Ma Ma, who loves him the most, thinks he talks too much, and the goddess doesn't feel annoyed at all after hearing him say so much, and even allows him to call her by her name. An'er, An'er... It's so nice!

    An'er got down from Ah Tu's back, looked up and saw in the firelight, a small figure quickly ran towards the hunting team, cheering: "The hunting warriors are back! Pull it back! Hey!" Behind him, a dozen figures of different sizes also shouted excitedly.

    She clearly felt the warriors around her, and the originally tense nerves finally relaxed, revealing snow-white teeth in the dim light of the torches.

    "Baba! Baba... Ah Sang, where am I Baba?" The first little guy who came over realized that the leader was not his own Baba, and swiftly shuttled through the crowd He asked the bearded primitive man with a puzzled face.

    Bearded Asang was full of prey on both shoulders, no less than two hundred pounds, but he kept walking in front of the team like an enclave. He moved towards the stretcher behind him, pursed his lips, and said apologetically, "Da'er, where is Abu, he is injured, don't disturb him..."

    Before he finished speaking, the little figure had already rushed to the stretcher, tiptoed to the boy on the stretcher, and screamed: "Baba, what's wrong with you! , you open your eyes, I'm Daer! Woohoo... Ming, will Baba leave us, just like Mama, and never come back! Woohoo...Baba, get up, Daer It will be very good, Da'er will work hard to collect firewood, to collect grass seeds...pull, don't die..."

    An Er's heart flashed a trace of disappointment, feeling that the primitive people got married so early, and the boy looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, but he actually had such an old son. She limped to the stretcher, hugged the little guy who was crying with snot and tears, and reassured: "Don't worry, he just lost too much blood and passed out, he won't leave you. , look at the wound you pulled out, and you made it bleed again!"

    "Palba won't die? Baba won't leave Da'er?" The little guy grabbed An'er's arm tightly and sniffed, eager to get a definite answer.

    "No! As long as you are obedient these days, don't make trouble with you..." An'er held Da'er in one hand, freeing up one hand to wipe the black sheet Tears on his little face.

      Who is it? Why haven't I seen you before?"

    "Da'er, don't get off Naruta Tasha as soon as possible!" The boy who was called "Ming" by Da'er came over, and Atu had already told him what happened Now, seeing that Da'er was still on An'er's body, he couldn't help but yell.

    His brows were a bit like the young patriarch on the stretcher, his eyes were dark and melancholy. There was only a piece of animal skin around his waist, his bare chest was thin and he could see every rib, and his skin should be fairer.

    She remembered the pictures of primitive people in ancient books that she had read. They were all ugly with bulging foreheads and protruding mouths. Why are these primitive people different? Everyone has their own characteristics, In her aesthetic category, it is enough to be defined as "handsome guy". Even the little black loach in his arms can see the three-dimensional and vivid facial features by the firelight, a cute little Zhengtai.

    "Naruta Tasha?" This questioning title was made by two different voices.

    An'er looked up and saw a primitive woman holding a girl over a year old standing not far away. She has a big shoulder and a round waist and a well-built body. She only has a hide that can't be seen around her waist. Her skin is a healthy wheat color, and it exudes a charming luster in the firelight. There are two majestic and full jade peaks on her chest. She kept shaking as she walked, making An'er's eyes dizzy and her throat dry.

    The bearded Asan and the other two sturdy primitive people put down the prey on their backs and surrounded the female primitive. Ah Sang took the sleeping girl in the hands of the primitive woman, and explained in a gentle voice that was very disproportionate to his size and appearance:

    "Nana, she is Naruta Tasha who saved the lives of all our warriors under the giant mantis' pincers! She not only killed the giant mantis bravely, but also helped the patriarch to deal with it The wound... the patriarch's intestines were cut out by the giant mantis!"

    "Giant mantis?" The voice of the primitive woman named Nana suddenly rose a lot, and the faces of the left-behind clansmen who greeted her behind her all showed concerned expressions.

    "How dare you venture into the depths of the forest? Let alone a giant mantis, a saber-toothed tiger, or a Tyrannosaurus rex can kill all of you! Our tribe has thirty members, young and old, all of them. Pointing at you. If you die in the forest, how will we live?" Nana looked excited, raised her big fan-like palm, and slapped the bearded man and the other two hunters beside him. .

    The bearded man didn't dare to hide, he smiled. The little girl in her hand woke up at this time and cried a few times. The bearded Asang hurriedly patted the girl's back gently, shook it gently, and coaxed in a low voice. He looked like a gentle and good father. Where is the fierceness when he was holding a stone axe and fighting the giant mantis?

    A Tu, who was checked by Ma Ma for wounds not far away, spoke to the patriarch on behalf of A Sang: "Nana, if our hunting team does not go deep into the forest, the clan will starve. The patriarch makes the decision. At that time, we all agreed! It was really dangerous at that time, if it wasn't for Naruta Tasha who fell from the sky and killed the giant mantis three or two times, it is estimated that Mama and Nana would not have seen us."

    In the eyes of the Atayal tribe, An'er's image is extremely sacred. Under the leadership of Nana, Hula La knelt on the ground and bowed down to the ground. Even the little **** in An'er's arms struggled to get to the ground, knocking his head a few times.

    Lin An'er hurriedly stopped everyone and said, "Get up, I'm not Naruta Tasha, and saving everyone is a mistake... Get up!"

    The bearded man and another tall primitive person helped the leader Nana up and persuaded: "An'er doesn't like everyone kneeling down to her."

    "An'er? Will you stay in our tribe?" Nana's status in the Atayal tribe is obviously higher. I wonder if she is one of the only three women in the tribe and the youngest strong.

    "Ann, stay here! Da'er will become the best hunter in the clan when he grows up, like Baba, he will hunt a lot of prey for you to eat. You come with us, Are you okay?" Da'er smelled the fragrance of Lin An'er's body, and her two little black claws hugged her legs, giving birth to a feeling of attachment.

    The other little boys in the tribe also surrounded An'er, their necks raised, waiting for the goddess' reply. An'er... Sure enough, she is indeed a goddess. Her skin is as white and delicate as a mature milk fruit. Although her figure is not as strong as the few women in the clan, she is more powerful than the best hunter, and she can actually kill the giant mantis. ! An'er, it will definitely bring good luck to the Atayal tribe!

    Abu, the young patriarch, woke up at some point, and his warm eyes under the firelight stayed on An'er. Seeing An'er nodding in Dar''s expectant eyes, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

    "Abu, you're awake!" Ming is Abu's half-brother, two years younger than him. Not now. Fortunately, although Ming was too weak to go out hunting, he learned a lot about the skills of a witch doctor, and was able to help his tribe treat some simple injuries with herbs, and found the value of his existence.

    Ming squatted in front of the stretcher that seemed strange in his eyes, staring at the white gauze wrapped around his brother's waist with melancholy eyes, with a worried expression. He heard Ah Sang's words. His brother's injuries were very serious, and his intestines came out. In the past, he decided that there was no possibility of surviving. He was extremely fortunate that Naruta Tasha came at the right time, otherwise he and Dar would have lost their only support.

    Their plucking and numbing died in the tiger's mouth when a saber-toothed tiger broke into the tribe when they were very young. In that disaster, the tribe lost most of the adult warriors and some women who were protecting the cubs.

      not on. Abu, who was only ten years old at the time, had to follow the hunting team to hunt for food.