I am a primitive

The happy thing is that everyone doesn't need to be exposed to the rain, but the worry is that she will get wet again and get sick.

His eyes turned to the bupleurum planted in the jar, and his uneasy heart eased a lot.

But needless to say some sad and sad emotions, after all, everyone has something to shelter from the rain, and she is the only one left.

Her emotions quickly disappeared, because Han Cheng came over and pulled the primitive girl who was standing here foolishly into his arms, covering them together with the coir raincoat.

The coir raincoat he was wearing belonged to an adult, and it wasn't too difficult to wrap him with the milk tea girl who was even thinner than him.

But the two need to hold each other tightly.

I've watched it more than once. Hugging together is really too childish for Han Cheng.

Besides, he is still a child, and Milk Tea Girl is also a child who has not grown up...

Han Cheng thought very calmly in his heart, and after a while, the expression on his face became a little weird, and then he twisted his body a little awkwardly.

Damn, why did this guy become a little ready to move?

This can't be done!

I am still a child, and my milk tea girl is not as big as myself, and my breasts have not grown up yet...

A certain son of God wailed in his heart, but a certain uncontrollable guy became stubborn.

Hiding completely in the coir raincoat, the milk tea girl who was hugging Han Cheng tightly didn't know if she felt the threat from the gun, she twisted her body slightly...

The rain tended to fall harder and harder. On the small boat, from time to time, someone used a bowl to scoop out the water accumulated in the boat.

Han Cheng put his arms around Milk Tea Girl and looked at the rain with a somewhat unsightly expression. After a while, he finally opened his mouth and gave the order to stop the boat and dock.

The elder brother and the others were still a little reluctant, because the distance from the tribe was not too far away. According to Han Cheng's calculation, it was only about twenty miles away, and they only needed to work harder to return to the tribe.

After listening to Han Cheng's words that the water might rise, and thinking about the horror of the boat being overturned, he didn't dare to leave.

I found a suitable place to dock, and dragged and dragged the canoe ashore.

Looking for a high ground, leaning the canoe against a relatively steep rock, standing upside down there.

In this way, rainwater can be prevented from continuing to collect in the boat, and more space can be found under the boat to avoid wind and rain.

After doing this for a while, the rain stopped.

The big brother waited for the people who were eager to go home, and they couldn't help cheering. If we set off at this time, we can still return to the tribe before it gets dark.

They cheered and came to Han Cheng to tell them that they were going to continue sailing, but they were stopped by Han Cheng again.

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There are not many dark clouds above the head, and the sky is showing a tendency to clear up, there will be no more floods, so why doesn't the Son of God let him go?

Eldest brother and the others looked at each other in blank dismay, full of bewilderment.

They were looking at Han Cheng, but Han Cheng was looking at the sky.

Today's sky was overcast from the northwest at the very beginning.

Now the dark clouds overhead are thinning, but the northwest is still cloudy.

This means that it is likely to still be raining heavily over there.

The northwest is the upper reaches of the river, and there are many hills, and the collection of rainwater is fast. At this time, if the boat continues to travel, it is very likely that it will collide with the head of the water.

There are two sayings that the boat will not turn over, and it is best to avoid such possible dangers.

People say that a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, and people like Han Cheng, who can not be called a gentleman, also try not to stand under a dangerous wall as much as possible.

If you waste some time, just waste some time, safety is the most important thing.

Han Cheng told his elder brother and Shang about his thoughts, and these people were skeptical.

Han Cheng is not sure that he will definitely get angry, but there is nothing wrong with being careful.

A few faint rays of sunlight came out of the clouds and shone on the land.

Eldest brother and the others looked at the river water that hadn't changed at all, and then looked at the sky...

But after delaying for a while, I wanted to lift the boat down and continue on my way. It was impossible to go back before dark, so I could only hold back the unbearable homesickness, search for firewood and other things, and stay here overnight.

When the rain stopped, Han Cheng naturally had no reason to keep hugging Milk Tea Girl.

Holding such a person, my body is warm and warm, both comfortable and uncomfortable...

The Qingque Tribe, Wu and others looked at the sky and the heavy rain together, all frowning.

People with good eyesight can vaguely see the skyrocketing river through the rain curtain...

Beside the stone, there is a pottery board, with some grids drawn on the pottery board, and slashes are drawn in front of these grids. Up to now, there are still three grids that are vacant.

It took a while for this kind of rain to stop.

Walking out of the house and looking towards the small river, I saw that the originally docile small river seemed to have changed now, the turbid river roared and rolled away.

All the people who used to look forward to the return of the Son of God and the leader, but today none of them hoped that they would come back at this time.

I just want them not to hurry to the tribe, but to find a safe place to stay before the flood passes.

That night, few members of the Qingque tribe could sleep peacefully.

Stone, who often stared at the pottery board in a daze, followed the witch to pray for the Son of God and others in a very devout manner beside the totem pole after the witch performed a solemn and solemn sacrificial dance.

On both sides of the totem pole, at some point, there were two wooden pieces like couplets.

On the left side is written 'Qingque Datianshen', and on the right side is written 'Quick as an order'...

The turbid river roared down, interspersed with some undulating trees, like a raging dragon.

Eldest brother and the others looked at the river, their mouths wide open, they were surprised, but also felt apprehensive and fortunate.

In the face of wild beasts and enemies, they can use weapons to fight. Facing such a flood, they don't have much to think about.

Fortunately, the Son of God gave instructions in advance, otherwise this time it would be really dangerous!

Han Cheng is also looking at the water, his idea is different from that of the senior brother.

He was thinking, if he wrote some sacrifices and burned them, and then threw some buns into the river, he wondered if the river would subside.

He doesn't know if the river still doesn't calm down, but it's still possible to transport Zhuge Wuhou over here, build a seven-star altar and summon the east wind to blow him off his back...