All human beings watch my farming

"Bang, bang, bang."

The semi-automatic crossbow can shoot arrows continuously, Lin Shuo didn't dare to slack off, and emptied the arrow box in one breath.

He stared ahead, and after a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The wild weapon known as "□□. Crossbow" lived up to its good name.

With a "plop", the huge gray-scaled beast crashed to the ground, crushing a piece of turf.

Raindrop stepped forward cautiously, inserted the dagger in his hand into the gray-scaled beast's eyes neatly, twisted it, and found that it had really lost its breath this time.

"Thank you ancestor! You saved me!"

The girl rushed towards Lin Shuo, her eyes were as bright as stars.She hugged Lin Shuo's arm and jumped several times, her short black hair flew up in the air, like a group of butterflies.

Lin Shuo was infected by the joy of the raindrops, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.He thought to himself: Fortunately, I didn't bring meow eggs for hunting today.

Huh, why do I think so?

***

The sky was bright, and except for the new warriors who got up early to go hunting in the woods, everyone in the tribe had already woken up.

After eating barbecue and fruit by the fire pond, some of the fighters sparred in the open space near the stone mountain, and some made an appointment to go hunting on the nearby mountain. By the way, they picked up some stones suitable for making weapons.

The rest of the people either deal with prey by the fire pond, or go to the stream to tan animal skins, or go to the forest to pick fruit, each has its own thing to do.In the tribe, eating and doing nothing is the most despised. If you don’t do anything when you become an adult, you will be kicked out of the tribe and left to fend for yourself.

Feng sat with an old man whose face was full of dimples.

The old man's hands were covered with rough calluses, his nails were chapped and blackened, but his hands were extremely stable.

He was holding a piece of black bone, and was polishing it on the stone.

"Boo————"

"The leg bone of this dark cloud and black thorn is of good quality. I will polish a long knife for you. If there is any leftover part, I will make some arrowheads for you."

"Thank you, Mason Uncle." Feng, who had always been rebellious, had a very good attitude towards the old man, and his tone was respectful.

The stonemason in front of him used to be the leader of the hunting team, but unfortunately his belly was ripped open by a fierce beast during a hunt. When his companions rescued him from the mouth of the fierce beast, his intestines spilled all over the floor, and it was almost impossible to save him.Later, although he recovered from his injuries, he could no longer do heavy work, so he had to stay in the tribe and do some chores within his ability.

The stonemason had learned the skill of grinding stone tools from the elders of the tribe before, so he began to make weapons for the young men of the hunting team. Because of his rich experience, the stone tools he made were much better than those made by the young warriors themselves. Custom made.As time went by, the young warriors in the hunting team were all proud of owning a weapon made by the stonemason Abo. Even his original name was gradually dropped, and he was called "the stonemason" instead.

Stonemason readily accepted that it was the highest honor for him to be able to contribute to the tribe after leaving the hunting team.

Feng had been preparing this new knife for a long time. He heard that Wuyun Heithorn had the best leg bones, so he risked his life to participate in the last hunting to get the materials for making the knife.The stonemason saw all this, he sharpened the blade one by one, poured some water on the blade, and asked, "Feng, you keep looking at the exit of the tribe, who are you waiting for?"

"..." Feng looked away all of a sudden, and said, "I don't have one, so I'll just take a look."

The mason laughed, he didn't even look at his precious knife to see the familiar flowers and plants outside, who would believe it?These young fighters...are still a little tender.

"Are you waiting for Fenglin and Xiao Yudian to come back?" He said, "It's the first time these little brats went hunting outside by themselves, and they don't know what prey they can bring back."

Feng snorted: "What can I call back? There are only a few of them, and it would be good if they don't come back empty-handed."

"That's not necessarily true, aren't there still ancestors?"

"Him?" Feng moved his mouth, but didn't say anything for Lin Shuo's face.

Uncle the stonemason said: "It's nothing if you can't catch the prey, as long as you can come back safely... I still remember the first time you hunted, and you returned to the tribe bloody in the evening, with a horned beast on your shoulders, As soon as I got near the fire pond, I fell down, which scared everyone."

Feng couldn't help but turned his head and said, "Why are people shouting outside? What did they see?"

It was afternoon, the sun had just slanted over the forest, and there were many people working beside the stream.

They were talking and laughing when suddenly they seemed to have discovered something surprising, put the things in their hands on the stone, stood up and looked outside the tribe.

After a while, the sound of footsteps came from outside, and the exclamation of the crowd continued to sound.

"Fenglin and the others are back!"

"Bless the ancestors, no one was injured, and the eight cubs are neat and tidy."

"My ancestors, what did they call back, it's so big!"

With something in his mind, Feng jumped onto a tall rock and followed everyone's gaze, but unfortunately his sight was blocked by a shaking head.

He picked up the animal skin irritably, and said to the stonemason, "I'll go over there and have a look."

"Go," the stonemason nodded, and shook his head when he caught a glimpse of a ball of fur that had been torn from his clothes by the wind.

Still say you don't care?

This kid Feng is good at everything, but his problem of duplicity needs to be corrected.

That being said, while sharpening his knife, he couldn't help but raise his head to see what kind of prey Fenglin and the others had brought back, which surprised everyone.

If I remember correctly, the commotion caused by Feng carrying back a sharp-horned beast by himself a few years ago was not as big as it is today.

At this time, Lin Shuo's group approached, and the beast carried on their shoulders was also exposed to the mason's vision.

"My ancestor!" The stonemason saw clearly the two long, sharp horns on the top of the beast's head, the knife in his hand fell on the whetstone, and rubbed his eyes with his hands: "Am I not mistaken?"

Lin Shuo walked in the forefront, with the two thick forelimbs of the gray-scaled beast resting on his shoulders, and the heavy and heavy head of the beast resting on top of his head, he could smell an uncomfortable smell in his breath.

Fenglin and the others followed behind him, helping to lift the rest of the giant beast's body. They swaggered proudly like a group of generals returning from victory.

"Fenglin," a tribe member who was familiar with several people stepped forward, looked at the adult gray-scaled beast with admiration and envy, and asked, "Is this the prey you brought back?"

"It was the ancestors," Fenglin said honestly, "But we also helped a lot!"

People in the tribe touched the strong muscles and hard fur of the gray-scaled beast, and cast awe-inspiring gazes at Lin Shuo.

"It's amazing to be able to bring back a ferocious beast from the first hunt!"

"I knew it, with the help of the ancestors... this year's new fighters are so lucky!"

When the onlookers dispersed and Lin Shuo walked near the fire pond, the rumors he heard had become—"The ancestor killed the gray-scaled beast with one punch, and Fenglin and the others didn't have time to intervene! "

Lin Shuo supported his waist with the hand of "beating the gray scaled beast to death with one punch", wondering if your level of spreading rumors is a bit high?

He seemed to understand why the ancestors in the tribal legends had the ability to overwhelm mountains and seas.It is not surprising that there are such descendants who love to make up stories.

"Give way, everyone, please." Lin Shuo smiled and nodded to the people who greeted him, found the location of the firepit, and threw the gray-scaled beast on the ground.

"Fortunately..." He breathed a sigh of relief. After a while, the individual exoskeleton armor on his body would run out of power, and he would have to be crushed to death by this beast that weighed almost a ton.

"Ahem." Wu also heard the movement outside and walked out of the cave. He came to the fire pond, touched the gray-scaled beast with his hand, and praised: "The ancestor is really mighty."

Lin Shuo couldn't figure out what the old man was thinking at all, so he exchanged glances with him, clapped his hands and said, "To commemorate the first hunting after returning to the tribe, I invite everyone to eat roasted gray scale beasts! Call everyone! "

Cheers came from the tribe, and many people were drooling when they thought of the delicious food at the sacrificial ceremony.

"Thank you ancestor!"

"The ancestor is really a good man!"

"Yes! Good man!"

Lin Shuo smiled and asked everyone to help deal with the gray-scaled beast, and he turned around by himself: "Where's the wind?"

We agreed to hunt the best prey for Feng, but the grayscale beast is so big that Feng can't finish it all by himself, so it's okay to share some meat with others, right?

"wind!"

Finally found a black-haired young man in the crowd, Lin Shuo raised his arms, before he had time to speak, Feng jumped off the rock with an unhappy face, and without looking at him, his figure disappeared behind the crowd in a flash .

The smile on Lin Shuo's face didn't even have time to put it away, he asked the system: "What's wrong with him?"

[I don't know. 】

"Is the task of 'Don't step on two boats' completed?"

[No, still 99/100]

"He shouldn't be called Feng," Lin Shuo sighed: "He should be called unhappy."

The little wolf dog's mind is too hard to guess.

"I should have told Dr. Huang to keep one when Dr. Huang gave Meowdan a rabies vaccine a few days ago."

If the child is disobedient, most likely he is sick, just a needle is enough.

***

It gets dark quickly in summer.

Feng watched the dancing flames from a distance, where the people in the tribe sang and danced, and almost everyone was participating in the "campfire party" that Lin Shuo called.

They ate the "roasted whole cow" made by Lin Shuo himself, and made up several hymns for him on the spot.

what--

"Ancestor, you are the warm sun, ancestor, you are the bright moon, ancestor, ancestor, you have brought delicacy and hope to the tribe!"

and also--

"Who is the most ferocious in the world? It is the ancestor of the gray-scaled beast. Who is the most capable in the world? It is the ancestor whose tongue is so delicious. Ancestor, ancestor, you roar, the most valiant beast in the forest The beast will kneel down and sing of conquest."

Feng: "Hmph!"

From a distance, he saw Lin Shuo sharing the meat of the gray-scaled beast with these people, dancing joyfully in front of the firepit, making a decision, and walking into the darkness.

"witch."

Wu Zheng was sitting at the entrance of the cave, reading a book of clay tablets by the moonlight.He raised his head and looked at the young warrior.

"Feng, why don't you go to the bonfire party?"

"I have something to tell you." Feng came in with a sharp-billed bird that had plucked its feathers, and put the bird in front of Wu: "This is for you to eat."

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Feng's toes rubbed against the ground: "I don't want Fenglin and the others to hunt with their ancestors tomorrow, can you think of a way to keep them?"

"why?"

Feng bit his lip: "Because, the ancestor...he is a bit strange."

"Tomorrow I will hunt with the ancestor, keep an eye on him, and tell him not to do strange things."

"Okay." Wu stared at him for a few seconds, then nodded, "I agree."

"……real?!"

After Feng left, Wu put the clay tablet back on a shelf in the cave and shook his head: "I didn't expect the smartest person in the tribe to be Feng."

It was obvious that there was a problem with the identity of the ancestor so quickly, and he deserved to be the best fighter of the younger generation.It seems that we should pay more attention to him in the future.

***

Outside the cave, the wind was blown through the head by the cool wind, excited, and jumped a few times on the spot.

Wu agreed?

Wu actually agreed!

It seems that Wu also recognizes that he is the most suitable person to hunt with Shuo. Whatever the maple forest and raindrops, let's go!They don't deserve Shimmer at all!

Just the thought of Shuo touching their heads, telling them his name, and making friends with them after getting acquainted with them would make the wind explode.

Pooh!Don't even think about it, stay in the tribe!Tomorrow I will show Shuo how good I am!

The author has something to say: Wu: I made a mistake.Unexpectedly, the purest Erha in the tribe is actually Feng.

感谢在2021-02-16?12:10:43~2021-02-16?17:34:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Ah Li qwq, convex lens, Wanqingsi? 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: Ali qwq? 20 bottles; Liuye, KeithSs? 10 bottles; March, tree mushroom? 2 bottles; Sanyu? 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!