A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

"Crack!"

Continuous lightning tore apart the black clouds.

The messy mountain forest was pulled wildly by the strong wind.

The heavy rain poured down, steaming up the accumulated heat on the ground, and then quickly extinguished it.

On the hillside, several extremely embarrassed figures were surrounded by a group of gray wolves.

"Master, run quickly! We have been deceived!"

The old man, whose arms were stained with blood, slipped. He was instantly knocked down by three gray wolves.

"I can't run away. Fight these beasts!" Several other men also showed determination.

But they only have sticks in their hands.

In front of the half-human-tall gray wolf, it was no different than using bare hands.

There were only a few screams and then there was no movement.

The young master did not dare to face the wolves. All the strength was used to escape.

His legs felt like lead. Every step is squeezing out the last bit of strength.

Keep running and don't look back.

He prayed that the corpse of the domestic slave would hold back the wolves.

But the more flustered he is, the less coordinated his body becomes. His feet slipped and he tumbled down the hillside.

Hitting his head on a rock.

A strong dizziness stung every nerve in him.

Wolves don't waste food.

The sound of pursuit was getting closer and closer, and the violent storm could not cover up the fishy breathing sound.

"It's over!"

The young master was hopeless and waiting for death to come.

However, the ferocious wolves suddenly stopped ten meters away from him.

Baring its sharp fangs, it roared.

Like encountering some powerful threat.

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky.

A huge black shadow enveloped the young master.

He turned his head blankly. As a result, he stared into the eyes of a huge wild boar.

The wild boar weighs six to seven hundred pounds.

The foot-long fangs almost poked into his face.

"It's over again..."

The young master's mind went blank. The only thought was that in whose hands it would be more pleasant to die.

At this time, a slightly apologetic voice came from the pig's back: "Sorry, I disturbed your hunting."

hunting?

Do I look like I'm hunting?

Although he saw no one, he grasped at straws that saved his life. He screamed with tears in his eyes: "Help me, brave man!"

The next moment, a tall man jumped off the back of the wild boar.

A majestic figure stood in front of the young master. Just like chasing away chickens, wave your hands to drive away the wolves: "Go, go, get out of the way!"

The wolves at the front lowered their bodies and let out low roars.

But there was no retreat.

Seeing this, the man suddenly stepped on the ground.

Mud and water splashed everywhere.

"If you don't leave, I will leave!"

The man spoke with strong momentum but not very strong words.

Just then, a long wolf howl sounded from the hillside.

The wolves seemed to have received a signal from Ming Jin to withdraw their troops. Dragging a few corpses away slowly.

The young master didn't collapse to the ground until the wolves were gone. Half-lying down, he saluted: "Thank you brave man for saving your life."

The man in front of him has bronze skin.

Only a piece of animal skin was wrapped around his waist.

Broad shoulders, broad body, tall stature.

Messy long hair is spread all the way down to her calves.

Under the rough appearance, there is a childish face.

He looks like he is only fourteen or fifteen years old.

"Are you human? I haven't seen anyone in a long time."

His accent was weird, and the words he asked were even weirder.

The young master has survived the disaster and has long since lost all his strength.

Aroused by the autumn rain, his lips turned a dark green color. There was a bit of pleading in his tone: "My name is Fang Yuan. I am from Li Village of the Lilu tribe. A strong man, the wind is heavy and the rain is strong. I really can't bear it anymore. Is there a shelter from the rain nearby?"

According to tribal rules, only those who have completed the coming-of-age ceremony are eligible to inherit their surname.

But Fang Yuan used it in advance when he left home.

The man held his arms and looked at Fang Yuan, and nodded slightly: "You have to throw away the things in your arms first. It smells like wolf urine."

Fang Yuan showed a look of surprise. He slammed a roll of animal skin into the muddy water.

"Let's go!"

The man hesitated no longer. Lifting Fang Yuan's collar with one hand, he turned over and jumped onto the wild boar.

There was a gust of wind and lightning, and soon we came to a dark cave.

The entrance to the cave was covered with withered bones of wild beasts, and there was a strong fishy smell.

"A black bear used to live here, but now it belongs to me."

The man put Fang Yuan down and looked at him curiously: "My name is Jiang Yu. What are you wearing?"

Fang Yuan had long been frozen.

The cave was dark and damp, no warmer than outside.

Curling up and squatting on the ground, his teeth kept chattering: "I...are...clothes...spun from linen."

Then he remembered what Jiang Yu said and asked cautiously: "Have you...never seen anyone?"

Jiang Yu took out the wood and charcoal powder.

He lowered his head and drilled wood to make fire.

"My father left the village two years ago and went to find my mother. I haven't seen anyone since then. I will go find them when I complete the trial."

Fang Yuan wrung out the water from his clothes. He asked tremblingly: "You haven't seen anyone since your father left the village? Then who lives in your village..."

Halfway through speaking, I suddenly realized something was wrong.

He moved towards the cave entrance calmly.

I felt bad luck in my heart.

If Jiang Yu's village is not a human race, what is it?

Witch clan or demon clan?

If you are a witch, you will most likely have a quirky personality.

But the demon clan likes to eat people the most. Did Jiang Yu get angry because he wanted to eat him?

Jiang Yu concentrated on drilling into the wood. Without raising his head, he said: "I was too weak and was driven out of the village half a year ago. Don't be afraid, I'm not hungry yet."

Fang Yuan couldn't sit still when he heard this.

If you are not hungry now, you will be hungry when the fire is lit, right?

Seeing Fang Yuan's misunderstanding, Jiang Yu showed him a harmless smile: "I have something to ask you. If you answer the question, I'll treat you to some meat."

Fang Yuan swallowed nervously: "No, eat my flesh?"

Jiang Yu hasn't been with anyone for too long. When he was anxious, his voice became louder: "I don't eat people!"

Fang Yuan trembled with fright. The feeling of being targeted by wolves instantly filled the whole body: "You...do you mean what you say?"

"Calculate!"

Jiang Yu pointed to the wooden frame in the darkness: "I have this."

There was a lot of bear meat drying on the wooden rack.

After Fang Yuan saw it clearly, he finally felt relieved.

Although the little savage in front of him was a bit strange, at least he had no shortage of food.

So he had the courage to ask: "What do you want to know?"

He said this, but he didn't relax in his heart.

Touching the bone dagger at his waist. Always ready to give it a try.

Jiang Yu seemed unaware: "My father told me that my mother is in Mishan. Do you know how to get to Mishan?"

Fang Yuan opened his mouth slightly and said in disbelief: "That's the residence of Qiu Shen! We have to cross the Endless Sea to another continent. How could your mother run there?"

Jiang Yu pursed his lips and said, "You should live near Mingshan Mountain. Have you ever seen a man who looks a bit like me?"

Fang Yuan shook his head at first, and then remembered something. He exclaimed: "I heard that the village was attacked by savages two years ago. Several sheep were lost. It can't be your father, right?"

Jiang Yu pondered for a moment, then raised his hand and pointed at the wild boar at the entrance of the cave: "If dad eats a sheep, I will give it to you as compensation."

Fang Yuan couldn't believe his ears: "Isn't this your mount?"

Jiang Yu's smile contained no impurities.

"No, it's reserve grain."