Survival of Prehistoric Widows [Farming]

In response to Lu's surprised eyes, the horns let go of his arms, and he sat next to Lu Ling, gently squeezing his hands together: "The tribe where I was born, the orcs are very powerful, and they can capture enough prey before the cold season. The cold season is also short, so in the winter vacation everyone almost no longer goes out hunting, only a few orcs take turns on patrols;

"Later, a traitor appeared in the tribe, and attacked when the cold season had just ended and the orcs were not fully active. As a result..."

Lu Yan saw a touch of sadness in the corners of his eyes, and was silent for a moment. He stretched out his hand and patted the arm of the big orc lightly: "I understand."

After all, the orc world is different from the primitive humans on earth. The development history of earth civilization can only be used as a reference and cannot be fully applied.

Lu Er also reminded himself that he must not be dogmatic, and that he must consider the actual situation when he uses the experience in human civilization later.

However, Jiao’s past experience had never been known to Lu Er before, nor did he seem to mention it when chatting with Baixu and the others.

"Later, the tribe was okay?" Lu Wei asked with concern.

Jiao smiled, his expression relaxed: "Some people have died, we lost our totem, and everything else is fine."

He turned his head, his eyes contained some emotions that Lu Ling couldn't understand, "I also separated from the tribe because of this, and wandered to the Redwood tribe, and was picked up by Teng."

After thinking about it for a while, Lu Ye was surprised to find that the horn should be only six or seven years old.

"I haven't heard you talk about the things of the previous tribe." The watcher seemed a little unhappy, and he actively wanted to enliven the atmosphere.

Jiao turned his head and glanced at him slightly, with a gentle light in his green pupils, his expression softened, "Only you know."

Lu Wei was startled: "Don't know Teng?"

Jiao retracted his gaze, "Yes", and exhorted: "Don't tell anyone."

——He knows the origin of his Amon, and guards the secret of his Amon, and can't help but want to tell his Amon of his origin.

It seems that they have exchanged secrets, and they will always be locked together.

Looking at Jiao's handsome profile, Lu Yan felt a little moved in his heart for some reason. He always felt as if there was something he hadn't noticed, but after thinking about it, he couldn't find out what was wrong.

...

The facts of the Tusk tribe stayed behind the Redwood tribe, and because of being rejected by Lie, they had to live with Kang, who was a gray mongoose.

In fact, he is not picky about where he lives. Rough-skinned orcs, just have a place to sleep.

The problem was that he didn't know that there were so many snakes in Kang.

Snakes hung to dry in the sun hung in the tent. Some of them were colorful and poisonous at first sight. When he first entered the tent, he almost turned and rushed up.

It's just that the prey killed is okay. What's more, there are still two hibernating snakes in Kang's tent!

She asked Kang in horror, "What are you doing in the tent?"

Kang rubbed his hands triumphantly: "Do you know Green Ear, a witch doctor in our tribe?"

"Know, what's the matter?"

"Green-eared piglets raised a few dwarf primitive pigs, they should be raised to eat meat."

I really don’t understand: "What does this have to do with snakes?"

"Anything our witch doctors do must have a deep meaning! Anyway, I don't have much to do, so I will learn to raise a few food with green ears first." Kang went up and stroked the two sleeping little boys in a circle. Snake, imagined the deliciousness after fattening in the future, the saliva would fall off, "These snakes are the most delicious species I have ever eaten!"

Really ask carefully: "Are they poisonous?"

If he is a rhinoceros animal, he is not too afraid of snake teeth, but this tent is so small, he can't always use the animal shape.

"Not poisonous." Kang waved his hand and sighed suddenly, "I wanted to find an Asian beast to accompany me to raise food, so I chose a non-venomous snake, but unfortunately they didn't want to..."

The corners of his mouth twitched, thinking that there is a Beast who is willing to raise this thing in a tent like you. It is really a ghost.

However, being reminded by Kang, I suddenly remembered an important thing.

Although the witch doctors of the Redwood Tribe cannot be abducted back, there are still many sub-beasts in the Redwood Tribe. These sub-beasts must have learned a lot by following the witch doctor. If they can find a sub-beast in the Redwood tribe, wouldn't it be of great benefit to their Tusk tribe?

Anyway, the pursuit of Asian beasts is not divided into tribes, it is all based on personal ability!

...

Just do it, and when the heavy snow stopped, I actually went out and wandered around the tribe a few times. I saw a petite and cute Asian beast and launched an offensive against him.

Almost all the Asian beasts of the Mahogany Tribe have something called a "sweater" on them, and they can go out in the cold season. Unlike their Tusk tribe, the Asian beasts can't wait to sleep in the campfire in winter.

This saves a lot of trouble, and he quickly locked up his pursuit object and launched a fierce offensive.

What made it a little strange was that the Asian beast seemed to be lacking in interest in the prey he sent, and had no excited expression about his promise of "no need to work after being with him", but frowned and raised a question: "Can you knit a sweater for me?"

Really stunned: "Sweater?"

He subconsciously glanced at the upper body of the Asian beast, "Don't you have one?"

The Ya Beast was a little unhappy: "I made this myself - several orcs have made sweaters from their fur and gave them to Ya Beast."

Really touched the back of his head awkwardly: "This...I might not be able to."

Because his animal type is a rhinoceros, there is no hair at all.

The Asian beast pouted and politely refused the real pursuit.

Actually dragging the prey I caught was a little frustrated, and wondering as he walked: Is it because the redwood tribe popular orcs now make sweaters from their fur and give them to the Asian beasts? I remember seeing the witch doctor in a tent, wearing a white sweater.

And his orc seems to be a big white lion...

Thinking of the pain of being beaten by a horn, I shrank my neck. I was still wondering if I was going to learn how to knit a sweater, so I could pursue the Asian beast in the future. I saw the roadside in front of me turning around and standing side by side. Orcs.

One of them is quite familiar, Lie.

Although Lie hated that he was sleeping and snoring, Lie’s tent was spacious and clean, and there were no strange snakes. He missed Lie’s tent and greeted enthusiastically: "Lie!"

When I walked into Shi, I found out that the orc next to Lie had also seen him himself, the leopard named Yong who was often with Lie. Her hair is orange, she smiles very sunny, and she is wearing a gray sweater.

Sweater?

He was really taken aback. He hadn't seen an orc wearing a sweater yet, so he couldn't help but ask: "Do you have a sweater too?"

Bravely tugged his sleeves and replied with a smile, "Lie gave it to me."

Shi's face was a little weird, and he subconsciously glanced at Lie.

——Isn’t it said that sweaters were given by orcs to sub-beasts? Could it be that some orcs also gave them to orcs?

He remembered that when he was living in Lie’s tent, he had caught a glimpse of Lie while knitting sweaters. The clothes were really big, and he was still thinking about which Asian beast was so strong...

Yong said and sighed, "I wanted to give one to Lie, but I gave it to Lu Ears before."

A slight smile appeared on Lie's face: "It's okay."

I couldn't help but ask: "Isn't the sweater used by the orcs to pursue the Asian beast?"

Lie ignored him and patted Yong on the shoulder: "Let's go catch the rabbit, I will grill it for you."

Yong has been obsessed with roasted rabbits ever since he had eaten roasted rabbit meat at Lu Er's place. Later, Lie grilled it once for Yong, and the taste turned out to be very good.

Thinking of Lie's craftsmanship, Yong shined in front of him, said hello to Shi, and left with Lie.

Looking at the backs of these two orcs leaving, they vaguely felt a little weird, but they couldn't tell.

...

The "sweater knitting training class" organized by Doyu opened up the learning atmosphere of the Hongmu tribe.

Tayu and some Asian animals came to explain to the students how a sweater is made from beginning to end. Lu Er also participated, and was responsible for explaining the treatment of the early fur and the understanding of the shape. Not only the sweater, but also the woolen pants, woolen socks and even the hat were explained together.

After all, keeping out the cold in winter is the most important part. The complicated but lightweight sweaters and trousers, simple and weighty animal skin coats and animal leather shoes, the heavily armed mahogany tribe orcs and Asian animals are almost unaffected when they go out.

Before the Asian beasts and beasts who had been idle at home in the cold season in previous years had time to be surprised, the package of cold season arrangements made by Lu Er fell on them.

The work of repairing fields and ditches is fine, and cleaning up the septic tank has a strong smell that discourages many orcs.

In desperation, Lu Er found the horn, and after discussing with the horn, he decided to let the orcs who had performed poorly in the horn hunting training clean the septic tank.

Suddenly the orcs had a strong desire to win, and their training results were much better than before, which made Horn very satisfied.

It seems that the potential of the orcs of the Redwood Tribe is still very good and can be further tapped.

Of course, Lu Er also considered the combination of work and rest when formulating the plan, and did not arrange too intensively, giving the orcs plenty of time to relax and entertain.

Since Jiao started the snowball fight, snowball fights have become the most common recreational activity in the Redwood tribe; after the snow cat with the Jiao Lu Dui was exposed, many people have also fallen in love with snowmen.

Jiao also wanted to take Lu Er to play with him, but Lu Er refused: "Go and play by yourself."

Horn blinked aggrievedly: "I want to play with you."

Seeing Jiao's expression, Lu Wei felt soft when he thought of the big dog with its tail wagging. He stood up and said, "Okay, let's go play together. But don't play snowball fights."

"playing what?"

Lu Er thought for a while: "Let's play skiing."

In modern society, Lu Ren liked skiing very much, but he couldn't spare much time in the laboratory. He would spend at most a few days a year to play.

This time Jiao wanted him to go out to play together, but he became a little interested-the snow in this world is big and thick, and the snow is soft and soft to step on, which is quite suitable for skiing.

But before skiing, snowboards and other tools must be made.

Lu Ling found Feng, asked Feng to cut out two templates of suitable size, and then simply processed them and tied them together with animal leather shoes, and found two wooden sticks of almost the same length as ski poles.

Although the tools are relatively simple, the terrain near the Redwood Tribe is relatively flat and the snow is relatively thick, so it is not dangerous.

Lu Er had made several pairs of animal leather shoes to replace them. This time he set aside two pairs to make snowboards and gave them to the corners.

From the previous description, Jiao probably knew Lu Er's thoughts, and was very interested in it. According to Lu Er's description of the gameplay, he thought about it and proposed: "Go to Xiaoyan Lake."

The terrain over there is slightly inclined towards the lake, and the **** is not too steep.

Lu Er happily agreed, and walked towards Xiaoyan Lake with his ski equipment and horns.

The distance between Xiaoyan Lake was not too close, and Lu Yan suddenly remembered when he was walking, because he didn't leave the tribe very much, he had not considered any means of transportation. He had to change the salt before making a trolley.

Later, you can consider studying bicycles and other means of transportation.

Looking at the contemplation on Lu Er's face, the horns are actually a bit worried: If it hadn’t been for the fur on his body that hadn’t grown back, he would definitely become a beast-shaped sub-beast carrying him, and he would use two feet for the province. Walk slowly... His Yamon won't be angry anymore, right?

Thinking of this, Jiao couldn't help asking: "Green Ear, I'll hold it for you."

Lu Er was indeed a little tired holding two wooden boards. He seemed very relaxed at the corner, and he was not polite: "Thank you."

Jiao took Lu Er's snowboard, his eyebrows couldn't help but feel a little delighted, and he didn't want to be exposed in front of Lu Er, and he barely stretched out, "It's okay."

When he arrived near Xiaoyan Lake, Lu Wen stood on the slope, and at a glance, the Xiaoyan Lake below had formed a thick layer of ice, and there was a dark green lake under the ice, which looked like a huge jadeite mosaic from a distance. On the ground.

There are almost no wild animals near the frozen lake, and the surrounding area is so quiet that you can almost hear your own heartbeat.

Lu Er was very satisfied, put the skis on his feet, opened the ski poles and tried to slide a few steps.

At first, he lost a few steps due to the roughness of the tools and the primitiveness of the snow, and soon Lu Yan mastered the knack and slowly slid up, and then the speed got faster and faster, letting the corners run wildly to barely catch up.

Lu Ling paused and waited for the horn, raised his chin slightly and signaled: "Jiao, you try too."

Unlike the experienced Lu Er, Jiao didn't know how to play skiing at all at first. He couldn't adapt to this slippery way of action before grabbing the ground with his paws. He slipped and fell many times in the splits.

Unwilling to lose face in front of his Asian beast, Horn followed Lu Wei while wrestling while trying.

Lu Wei couldn't help but laugh, thinking that the lions had strong self-esteem, so he barely held himself back and took the initiative to teach corner skiing.

Unexpectedly, he would not be able to learn from Lu Er's personal teaching, the shame in Jiao's heart suddenly disappeared, and he stuck to Lu Er, and occasionally was pinched by Lu Er—pointing him to the correct posture. My heart is so beautiful that I want to bubble up.

The balance and physical strength of the horns are unsurpassed in the Redwood tribe. With Lu Er's teaching, he quickly mastered the knack of skiing, and soon he was able to slip in a good manner.

Jiao Jiao had almost learned it, and Lu Yan no longer taught him hand-in-hand, which made Jiao suddenly disappointed: he would have pretended to be a little more stupid if he had known it a long time ago.

After skating together for a while, Lu Ling got a little interest, stopped the snowboard, turned his head and smiled diagonally, "Jiang, do you want to compete?"

Not in the Redwood Tribe, surrounded by pleasant snow scenes, doing his favorite sports, Lu Er's mood relaxed a lot, the smile on his face was much brighter than usual, and he almost forgot that he had a layer of "green ears." Disguised identity.

Although there was still the orc of the redwood tribe with Horn, Lu Yan felt more and more comfortable in front of Horn, as if subconsciously felt that it was okay to expose himself completely in front of Horn.

A smile that was more dazzling than usual was reflected in Kok's eyes and also in Kok's heart.

The heart of the lion orc was melted into a puddle of soft honey by this smile.

He lowered his head, took a light breath, then raised his head again, and showed a gentle smile: "Okay."

...

The first round of the game ended with Lu Er's overwhelming victory.

After all, Lu Er had rich experience and had many years more experience than a beginner. After he was slippery, he forgot to hide himself. He just slid in a beautiful arc on the snow, and he was fascinated by the corners behind him, and then he fell into a big somersault.

This is also one of the reasons for a big chunk behind the corner.

At the end of the first round, Jiao was immersed in Lu Lin's brilliant smile, and couldn't help asking, "Do you want to do it again?"

Lu Er was in the mood and agreed without thinking: "Okay!"

This round, their sliding position became more and more towards the direction of the lake. Lu Wei came up with interest and slid towards the slightly steeper slope.

The speed was getting faster and faster, and the wind blew through Lu Er's ears with the broken snow. Without the goggles, Lu Er's eyes were narrowed. The excited blood just recovered slightly, and he was about to start to slow down.

Suddenly, a gray-white beast that didn't know anything suddenly appeared in the snow in front, and it rushed toward him!

bad!

Lu Er was shocked, and subconsciously turned his direction hard, speeding up and avoiding the other side.

The roar of the beast could still be heard behind him. Before Lu Jin could think too much, he opened the ski poles and rushed forward, deviating from his original goal.

Horn smelled the beast before it jumped out, but Lu Er was skiing too fast. Before he could warn him, Lu Er rushed directly in front of it.

When the beast leaped forward, the horns trying to rush forward felt that his heartbeat almost stopped, and he only hated that he could fly directly without growing wings.

When Lu Wei dodged his way, Horn felt the blood flowing back and followed behind him. The ski pole in his hand was thrown out fiercely, directly piercing the beast's neck and nailing it to the snow.

After disposing of the beast with no eyes, Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, and looked up at Lu Er, only to find that the direction Lu Er rushed over seemed a bit wrong.

If he remembers correctly, there seems to be a small cliff in that direction!

The horn pupil shrank suddenly, and he pulled out the ski pole from the beast, only to find that it had been broken and could not be used.

Seeing that Lu Er was about to rush to the small cliff, his horns gritted his teeth and roared, turning into a majestic white lion on the spot!

The animal leather shoes were directly torn, and the lion stepped on the snow with four familiar claws.

Lu Er also noticed that the road conditions in front seemed to be wrong, and used ski poles to brake urgently.

It's just that the **** of this section of the road is a bit trembling, and Lu Ling's ski poles are not professional, and the effect is mediocre.

After barely adjusting the direction twice, Lu Ling's speed still didn't slow down much, and soon he rushed directly out of the cliff and flew into the air.

Suddenly losing weight under his feet, Lu Ling squeezed the ski poles subconsciously, and all sorts of messy thoughts flashed in his head. Finally, he barely held his mind, released the ski poles, and tried to hug his head.

——This height is not too high, there is a snow buffer underneath, it should not be too severely injured...

This thought just flashed in Lu Lin's head, and after falling for only a second, he suddenly landed on a soft and warm body.

The silver lion caught up before Lu Lin fell, jumped, caught him with his back, and then fell together.

Lu Ling subconsciously hugged the lion's neck and buried his face in the pure fur of the big lion and the snow below.

Across the thick fur and warm skin, Lu Yan could almost hear the strong heartbeat in this powerful body, and he could smell a trace of wild beast in his nose.

The horned piggy landed and fell to the ground, the forelegs bent to touch the ground, and after damping the force, they slid a few meters on the snow and stopped without any danger.

As soon as he stopped, the horn changed back to a human shape, turned his head and hugged Lu Yan in his arms, with a hint of panic in his voice: "Are you okay?"

Surrounded by the fiery hug, Lu Wei was slightly startled, and he awoke from the emptiness of the fall. With a smile on his face, he patted the corner of the back lightly: "Don't worry, I'm fine, thank you for catching me."

The horns let go of Lu Er, and he looked left and right as if he was not injured. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, and met Lu Er's eyes, with some guilty conscience, and quickly let go: "It's okay."

Lu Wei stood up straight, looked at the horns as if a little restless, a guess flashed in his mind, and asked tentatively: "Korn, what's the matter with your mane?"

Although the big lion caught him, landed, and turned back into a human form in just a few seconds, Lu Yan still clearly saw that the thick and thick mane on the lion's head was now pitted, less than half of what it used to be. long.

The horn movement stiffened slightly, and my heart groaned secretly.

He quickly turned back into a human shape just now, just because he was afraid of being noticed by Lu Lin's mane.

Unexpectedly, Lu Er still saw it.

Looking at the tense expression on Jiao's face again, Lu Yan became more determined about the guess in his heart, sighed softly, and said with certainty: "Is it here?"

He pointed to the white sweater he was wearing.

Jiao listened to Lu Er's tone, knowing that he couldn't hide it, and nodded dejectedly.

After Lu Er's initial surprise passed, a trace of confusion appeared in his heart: "Why?"

"I promised to give you my hair, but I lost it before it faded, so..." Jiao didn't dare to look at Lu Er, and his voice dropped a lot.

Lu Wei was stunned. He raised his head and looked at the tall and handsome orc beside him. He thought that he would shave off the mane that represents the dignity and pride of the lion and make a sweater for himself just to say a word, and a soft touch appeared in his heart. I couldn't help but softly said, "I have no requirements for the source of Mao Mao, and you don't have to be like that."

It was to make his sub-beast only smell like him alone-for this reason, the horns didn't dare to say it, and could only blur the "um" twice.

Looking at the horns like this, Lu Ling flashed through complex emotions such as guilt, gratitude, and moved. He stepped forward on the snowboard, and his voice became softer unconsciously: "Can you turn the horns back into a lion again? Take a look?"