Mountains and seas can be flat

Two old things, this time they were of great help.Fang Zheng couldn't let Zifeng find out that he and the two elders had been hiding in the dark. He pretended to be terrified and wanted to run away, but Zifeng grabbed Fang Zheng's neck and poured all the "dumb medicine" into it. It stuck in his throat, forcing him to swallow it all.

Fang Zheng coughed again and again, pretending to be in great pain from the medicine, and cooperating with the uncomfortably suffocating feeling of being pinched, he successfully performed the drama of "the dumb medicine is working".

Zifeng let go of Fang Zheng, and Fang Zheng acted very realistically. He grabbed his throat and made an uncomfortable sound of thirsty water, but he suppressed his throat and kept silent, as if he was really poisoned and dumb.

Only then did Zifeng let out a cold "hum", and turned to deal with Chi Zhao's body.

Chi Zhao's body had gradually cooled down.Zifeng squatted beside Chi Zhao's corpse, silent for a moment, the hair on his forehead covered his eyes, finally picked up Chi Zhao's ax and horns, and carried them on his back.

Furious, Zifeng walked to the entrance of the long and narrow cave, and struck suddenly with the big axe, causing the rock above to crumble and immediately blocked the way.

The way out is a deeper and narrower corridor ahead.

In addition, it is the hole in the rock wall that was knocked out by the big bear just now.

Zifeng climbed out of the skylight with Chi Zhao's body in his arms, stared at them coldly from above, and said, "You can go forward as you please, but I remind you, it's best to stay in this big hole and replenish all the water. Don't try to escape, or—”

With one last look, he glared at Fang Zheng fiercely, as if he was settling accounts after autumn.The sound of footsteps outside the cave gradually faded away.Zifeng wanted to find a place to bury Chi Zhao, and he was confident enough to monitor the entrance and exit of the skylight.

As for the cave... It doesn't matter if those people go in early.

I can't get out anyway.

Fang Zheng didn't plan to run away now. Zifeng's arrangement must be due to other backhands in the cave passage, but he rolled his eyes, sat next to the meat-like bear corpse, and gestured for everyone to do what he had always wanted to do just now. things; come, come, barbecue.

"Will Master Zifeng not be angry?" the women asked worriedly.

Fang Zheng pulled out a smile of unknown meaning, ignoring them, and took Chi Zhao's torch and started to build a bonfire.The others saw that since he was being targeted by Master Zifeng, he was eating barbecue without any scruples, so they sat down around the bear corpse.

They were a little uneasy at first, but when Fang Zheng used the copper sword to cut off the bear's paw piece by piece, they couldn't help but ask the elder.

"Master Zifeng is angry with him, and if he wants to get angry, he is also directed at him." Elder Ming Ye nodded and said, "It won't be your turn."

The women immediately started to work excitedly, cutting flesh and picking branches, adding to the bonfire more vigorously.

Fang Zheng spent a lot of effort to cut off four thick and heavy fat bear paws, each of which was as big as a human face.Fang requisitioned the bone fork and teeth, resisting the stench and disposing of the fur and skin on them.Then he directly buried the palm of the flesh with the sword into the bonfire, and after a while, there was a smell of burnt meat and oil.

The bear's paw was thick and fat, and after it was baked out by the flame, Fang Zheng waited patiently for a while, poking the hole with a sword from time to time, turning it over, and after a while, when he picked out the paw, it had already turned into an outer skin. Slightly burnt black chunks, mixed with the smell of barbecue and hot air.

Fang Zheng took a bite, the bear's paw was too thick, even if it was poked like a honeycomb with a sword, there was still a little bloodshot inside.But this kind of mixed layered taste, which is burnt black on the outside, full and cooked in the middle, tender on the inside, and has a slight bloody smell on the inside, is even more appetizing.

Bear's paws are indeed a good thing, and this is the meat of war beasts. They have been well trained, and there is no trace of excess fat, only full of meaty fragrance.Fang Zheng was very satisfied. He only ate bear paws, and he couldn't hold them anymore after eating two.Bear paws are rich in nutrients, and Fang Zheng felt like a small furnace was burning in his stomach after eating them.

The other parts of the bear's corpse were enthusiastically mowed down by the tribal women. More than 100 people each cut off a piece, and the skeleton of the bear was almost visible in an instant.

Fang Zheng looked out of the skylight when he was full. Although he knew that Zifeng would not be able to let them escape freely, he was more curious about how Zifeng would deal with the corpse.

He saw Zifeng standing on a hill not far away, digging soil to bury Chi Zhao's body, turning his head to monitor the entrance of the cave from time to time, with vigilant and sad eyes, when he saw Fang Zheng, he showed a gritted expression, and turned his head angrily go.

Fang Zheng thought to himself, I don't know how this guy will torment him in the future, but it will definitely not make him feel better anyway.Anyway, he killed a person with a bear, and his tongue was not cut, so he made a profit.Fang Zheng returned to the cave and continued to munch on the bear's paw.

Elder Mingye sighed beside him, "It's rare for the war beasts in Yu Qiangying to die together with their masters."

If the beast died before its owner, the warriors would bury it in situ, cut off its teeth or claws and bring them back to the kingdom, beg for the blessing of the black bird, make and polish them into handicrafts, and keep them with them forever.Humans live longer than beasts, and most beasts die before their masters.But if the owner unfortunately dies first, no one knows where the beast companion will take the owner's body. Some people say that the beast will eat the owner's body and imprison the soul in its body. Sleep with the master.Others say they trek back to the tombs of the beast's ancestors, and bury their masters in the mountains of bones.This method of wild beasts taking away human corpses is collectively called animal burial.

They will never return to Yuyi again, return to the place where humans domesticate, and continue to serve as other people's animal companions, even if they have been domesticated by their ancestors for generations, they are already familiar with humans.

Now both the beast and the human are dead, and no one can take the other away.

From all the information he had just obtained, Fang Zheng understood exactly what Elder Ming Ye said about "the weakness of Yu Qiangying".The sudden madness of Chi Zhao, and the subsequent burst of muscle, are like the side effects of excessive drug use similar to stimulants.At the beginning, Elder Xuan Si said, "give Fang Zheng medicine until he can kill Si", which made Fang Zheng believe that there is such a medicine.

Yu Qiangying was able to train such strong fighters, but also used those unconventional methods that were harmful to the body.In this era, the manipulation and training of war machines is not a well-guarded secret, even a small tribe like Youbi knows it.It must be a symbol of strength and honor.

While Fang Zheng was feasting, he was concentrating on the extraction and production of medicines. If it can really stimulate people's potential so much, it proves that the level of mastery of medicinal materials in this era is not low. Why not use these technologies to change people's lives? ?

Fang Zheng thought about the way Zifeng and others handled things, and gradually had a clearer picture of the social landscape.Because those classes who master the top technologies—smelting metals, refining medicinal properties, domesticating wild animals, and making utensils—do not regard the tribal peoples who occupy most of the society as "people", but only as "cattle"-like resources. .

In popular historical ideology divisions, Xia and Shang were a slave society, and the Zhou Dynasty began to enter a feudal society. In the records of the early slave society, human sacrifices and sacrifices abound.The exquisite bronzes of the Shang Dynasty are in stark contrast to the cruel burial of ten thousand slaves.So in the earlier ancient times, the rule of the three generations of Yao and Shun was described by Confucius as beautiful as the fairy house in Taoyuan. What was it like?Witnessing these scenes, Fang Zheng felt that it is no longer necessary to say "the people are more valuable than the emperor". If a king came out and could treat people as human beings, the slaves would probably cry and be thankful.

If he could escape, Fang Zheng clenched his fists and thought, he must live like a human being.Then he must master the method of protecting himself.In this primitive society full of dangers, a person's strength is always limited. Maybe it would be helpful to bring the two elders and Ji Liu with them?

As soon as this idea came to mind, Fang Zheng began to think about countermeasures. If there are too many people, they must all be useful.He scanned them one by one and weighed them... After he had counted them all in his mind, he turned his head and glanced out of the skylight, looking at Zifeng's back in the distance.

Fang Zheng didn't know that Zifeng didn't actually use those drugs, and became so strong with his talent and training efforts.Fang Zheng thought he knew a very useful piece of information: the soldiers in Yu Qiang's camp are all short-lived ghosts.Fang Zheng thought to himself with a sneer, and madness would aggravate the symptoms.He wanted to think of a way to poison him, and at the same time think of a way to piss Zifeng off, making him go crazy, even if the poison didn't kill him, he would have to torture him to death.At that time, take away all the weapons made of red gold, and throw the body of this damn kid into the wild...

Zifeng's animal companion is said to be a leopard, which hasn't appeared yet, but it doesn't matter, animals don't understand anything, and it's easier to poison.Fang Zheng sketched the picture of a free life and Zifeng's various ways of death in his heart, full of motivation.

The cave is filled with the smell of roasted bear meat.There are also some women who carry sun-dried potato cornel, which is the predecessor of yam that has not yet been farmed on a large scale, and is the main ration in the tribe.

This is the south, but they don't know how to grow rice, and they live by digging wild vegetables such as potato cornus and black fern in the ground.But Fang Zheng did remember that in the archaeological excavations of later generations, the ancestors mastered the rice planting and storage technology 4000 years ago.There are still traces of rice and rice husks in the archaeological remains.After escaping from here, he will look for wild grains.

After Fang Zheng had finished eating the bear paws and wild vegetables, he began to concentrate on sharpening his sword.The sword is made of copper, and it will become green and rusty when it gets wet. It is easy to use after polishing.

A few hours had passed since Zifeng went to bury his companions, and the women leaned against the wall in twos and threes and began to doze off.Fang Zheng also seized the time to sleep, thinking that they were too noisy to fall asleep, so he found the depression in the middle of the large stones that Xiong Zhen had just dropped, and there just formed a stable triangular gap, so no one else could see him. I couldn't hear their voices, so I comfortably put the deerskin bag on the sword, and then fell asleep with the backpack on my head.

After not sleeping for a long time, he felt a shadow pressing down, and Zifeng also jumped into the gap dimly, pressing on Fang Zheng.

Those pupils stared at Fang Zheng deeply in the dark night, illuminating the same deep pupils.Zifeng fumbled around Fang Zheng's neck with his hand, tightened it suddenly but let it go again, seemingly trying to use his strength several times, but didn't really make a move.

"It's so patient that it even ate up the bear's corpse." Zifeng gritted his teeth.

Fang Zheng's face turned blue from the force of the intermittent pinch, but he didn't struggle.

——Zifeng didn't kill him just now, so he won't kill him later.Fang Zheng firmly believes that he is useful, and Zifeng knows very well that his companion is dead and cannot be revived.Killing Fang Zheng will not help.The value of "revenge" has not yet appeared in this era.Revenge is something on the spiritual level, and a place like Yu Qiangying, which cultivates beastly war machines, instills practicality.

But Zifeng's heart kept bursting with fresh killing intent, as if a gap that could not be filled had opened.This kind of power drove him to kill Fang Zheng, but reason told him not to kill him. The two forces fought in Zifeng's mind, which brought him a struggle he had never had before.Obviously killing him is useless, but why is it so painful, so uncomfortable, only killing him can fill the gap in my heart.

In the pitch darkness, Zifeng raised his head and approached Fang Zheng's neck, pulled the sackcloth's forehead a little, and bit Fang Zheng's shoulder hard, as if he was punishing to vent his hatred, but also like It is to release stress and pain, and to dilute the great sadness in the heart in a punishing way.

Fang Zheng gasped in pain, blood was so deep that Zifeng clenched his teeth tightly and did not let go.Fang Zheng stubbornly closed his lips to avoid moaning in pain. He was pressed tightly and could not move. He was forced to bear this punishment-like bite, and he stubbornly did not make any sound.And if he wants to pretend to be poisoned and dumb, he must imitate the sound of pain. In such a painful situation, Fang Zheng can't guarantee that he will not show any flaws.

What's more, although the place is semi-closed, the women and elders of those tribes can't see it, but if they make a sound, they can hear it.Fang Zheng doesn't think he has useless shame, but one thing more is worse than one thing less.He endured the trembling all over, which made Zifeng press him tighter and bite him deeper.

After an unknown amount of time, Zifeng finally raised his head, with blood stains on his teeth, reached under his arms and hugged him tightly, rubbing his head against his neck, restraining his limbs, as if he was going to sleep on him like last night.

Fang Zheng wanted to yell at him: he just provoked and killed this guy's companion, and the other party thought he was forced to take dumb drugs and could use him as a pillow.A true pragmatist indeed.

Fang Zheng felt that Zifeng was trembling, and the other party asked in a low voice that only he could hear:

"who are you--"

Instead of asking, it's better to talk to himself, because Fang Zheng has been "dumb" and can't get an answer.Zifeng never asked, because he knew that people like Fang Zheng couldn't speak, so it was useless to ask.At that moment, Zifeng suddenly regretted that he should have kept the voice of this person, and went to question and torture himself until he got an answer that he didn't know was true or false from that mouth that brought disaster.Then he can search for the person's origin, tribe, companions and relatives, kill them in front of him, bring similar pain to this person, and let the other person feel that feeling too.Instead of simply killing the other party, it's too cheap.

Only by doing so can the terrible hole in Zifeng's heart be filled a little bit.

——Where do you come from? Just a few words in your tongue can kill the powerful fighters and leaders of Yu Qiangying.

——Who are you, where did your story come from, what Qianlong, what Sun Wu, there is an unpredictable power in it, like the cold winter wind, which once made him sober.

Zifeng regretted letting Fang Zheng go, indulged him too much, and didn't have the consciousness of a slave at all.Those who can save people must be able to kill people. How could the teacher be careless in what he said before?

But after he really made Fang Zheng dumb, Zifeng regretted it for the second time. He hadn't asked this person's name yet, but he wanted to hate him all the time from now on.

Zifeng pinched extremely tangled, his eyes were red, and he thought unwillingly——but you are an unknown person, how do you deserve it, I hate you.

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