I am a primitive

Han Cheng, who has watched the 86 version of "Journey to the West", saw this familiar scene, and had automatically dubbed the voice for the big brother in his heart.

However, what greeted him was...

"#￥￥%62#￥!2$#"

The eldest brother looked at Han Cheng with a serious face, and said such a series of words, which made Han Cheng startled for a while.

Han Cheng, whose eyes were staring sorely, tried his best to maintain this posture, looking at the scene in front of him that he never dreamed of.

"￥5#67*+!$#~%"

Seeing that the monster in front of him remained motionless in front of him and didn't respond in the slightest, the senior brother increased his voice and his expression became fierce.

Make a gesture to smash the stick in your hand.

In order not to let himself be beaten to death as a monster, Han Cheng used great perseverance to hold back his eyes from rolling, ignoring the elder brother's blow.

The stick was caught halfway, and it didn't really fall.

It may be confirmed that Han Cheng is just a non-threatening and lifeless thing. After two times of questioning and intimidation, the elder brother's expression obviously relaxed.

Turning around, I don't know what I said to those people behind me, and these people also let down their vigilance one by one.

Han Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that he had passed this dangerous hurdle.

However, the good times don't last long.

While the senior brother was holding a stick and walking to other places for inspection, the second senior brother who was potbellied sucked his nose.

Looking at the second senior brother who sniffed more and leaned closer to him, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and there was a thin stream of crystal lines flowing out from the corner of his mouth, Han Cheng's heart rose again in an instant.

He forgot, but now he was made to exude the smell of barbecue.

In this era where even the fire is not known to be used, for a primitive foodie, such as himself is indeed an irresistible temptation.

Han Cheng can understand the mood of a foodie, but he absolutely cannot tolerate being the food of a foodie.

But now I can't move anywhere except my eyeballs!I can only stand still here and become human flesh at the mercy of others!

"Snapped!"

Seeing this second senior brother who got closer to him as he sniffed, drooling, his face was almost pressed against his face, his mouth was open and his yellow teeth were showing, and he wanted to take a bite on his scorched face, Han Cheng also cared. Not much more, in order not to become food for primitive people, he was going to desperately retract his eyes and turn them around to scare away this damn foodie!

At this moment, a crisp sound came out, and the face that was about to stick to his face trembled suddenly, and then moved away from him.

"￥#%@$!%"

But seeing the senior brother wearing a sexy tiger skin skirt rushing over at some point, grabbing the second senior brother's ear with one hand and pulling it back, while reprimanding something with a serious expression.

The second senior brother, who looked quite strong, was quite afraid of the senior senior brother, and did not dare to resist.

Eight or nine primitive people searched here for a while, but found nothing new. When Han Cheng's eyes were sore and tears flowed out, these people finally left.

This brought tears to the eyes of Han Cheng, who was suffering and always worried that he would become the food of primitive people.

It's just that when the second senior brother left, he gave Halazi a look full of affection, which made him want to shudder...

Chapter 3 Catch a monster for dinner

"Hoo~!"

"Hoo~!"

Han Cheng, who finally got rid of the fate of becoming the food of primitive people, after confirming that the elder brother and the others really left, sucked in the air, feeling that the world is so beautiful.

However, his good mood didn't last long. When the sun went down and the sky dimmed, Han Cheng, who really stood like a tree, discovered a serious problem.

He is hungry!

That's right, I'm really hungry!

When he recovered from the bizarre things that had happened to him, he realized how hungry he was.

The kind with the chest attached to the back!

However, what made him feel extremely helpless and desperate was that he still couldn't move!

Watching TV dramas when I was a child, I always felt that the "Sunflower Acupuncture Hand" in Pirates of Shengbai Zhantang was extraordinarily cool.

Especially the part where Li Dazui was acupunctured, with two small red flags inserted in his hand, and moved to the door as a sculpture, Han Cheng couldn't help laughing, but at the same time he was extremely envious.

I didn't expect that now I would feel that kind of feeling.

Damn!

I shouldn't touch that rough mural with my hands!

After thinking for so long, Han Cheng finally came up with a reason why he came here through time travel.

The culprit is the rough mural carved on the stone wall!

On the way of walking in the desert, he came across a barren mountain, on which some rough and simple pictures were carved on a rock wall.

It is the kind of pattern that is known to be from the hands of primitive people at a glance.

Then Han Chengcheng, who thought he had discovered something terrible, lay there and watched the mural with his hand, and then came here...

Damn it, since you got yourself here, you can also get your backpack here too!

There were five or six potatoes, seven or eight boiled eggs, and several packets of compressed biscuits and instant noodles...

"Grumble!"

Han Sung No. 18 times to divert his attention, and his efforts to keep himself from thinking about hunger failed again.

He found that no matter what he was thinking at this time, he could always talk about eating later.

Even smelling the smell of barbecue emanating from his body, he would salivate.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't move right now, Han Cheng really wanted to eat two bites of himself to satisfy his hunger.

"hiss!"

"Roar!"

Youyuan's deep roar came from afar in the darkness, carrying a sense of ancient desolation.

Leaving aside the roar of what it is, just this deep and powerful voice is enough to make people understand that the owner of the voice is not to be trifled with.