Beast World Sweet Pet: I rely on the foundation to become a boss

After confirming that burning charcoal is feasible, the tribe naturally made extensive preparations. Almost enough charcoal was burned. Most of the wild animals in the forest had migrated or were about to hibernate. The green tree witch doctor announced the end of the big hunt.

Every time a big hunting is over, the orcs will offer sacrifices to the beast gods, thank the beast gods for giving them abundant prey, and pray to the beast gods to bless the orcs to spend the winter safely.

Luoyang was skeptical about whether this beast god really existed, and the reason why he didn't veto it was because it was indeed miraculous that he came to this beast world continent.

Throughout the day, the tribe was preparing things for the sacrifice. In the evening, when the setting sun was about to set on the horizon, the sky was rendered as bright red as blood, and the tribe's sacrifice began.

The reason why the witch doctor has a high status is not only because the witch doctor can treat the tribe, but also because the witch doctor actually plays the role of a wizard and can listen to the sacred wishes of the beast god.

I saw the green tree witch doctor wearing a red animal skin robe and colorful feathers, walking towards the sacrificial altar with the sound of horns.

Standing in the center of the sacrificial altar, the green tree witch doctor raised his hands high, the sound of the horn suddenly stopped, and then another more rapid tune sounded, the green tree witch doctor followed the sound of the horn and danced the sacrificial dance, muttering Muttering, the pace is getting faster and faster, and the melody is getting faster and faster.

Suddenly the sound of the horn stopped abruptly, and the green tree witch doctor once again raised his hands above his head, calling loudly, "Thank you to the beast god."

"Thanks to the Beast God." Luo Yang also bowed his head to perform the sacrificial ceremony with everyone, missing the clouds that suddenly burst like red fireworks in the setting sun in the sky,

Thousands of red silk threads hit Luoyang, Luoyang only felt that the Lingtai was clear and bright, and looked up curiously, there was no abnormality in the sky.

"Luoyang, come up." Turning around, Qingshu looked directly at Luoyang with majesty.

"Yes, witch doctor." Luo Yang couldn't tell, at this moment he only wanted to listen to Qingshu's arrangements.

"From today onwards, Luoyang is the wise man of the Tiger Tribe, and the most important sub-orc man of our Tiger Tribe." Qing Shu took Luoyang's hand and raised it above his head;

"Wisdom! Wise! Wise." The orcs in the audience shouted.

Luoyang on the sacrificial altar could only feel his blood boiling, that feeling of being full of strength, which was indescribable.

At the end of the sacrifice, the patriarch distributed the sacrifices to the clansmen. The orcs believed that eating the sacrifices would bring strength to the orcs. Luoyang did not taste any different, the taste was almost the same as usual.

Not two days after the big hunting, the sky began to snow. At first, there were flakes here and there. Luoyang stood in the snow to appreciate it for a while, but soon, the goose feathers poured down, and the tribesmen They all hid in their houses and couldn't come out.

"Don't worry, I tried it, the house is very strong, and the snow will not damage it." Seeing Luoyang standing at the door watching the snow, Feng Yi quickly took a piece of animal skin to wrap him.

"It's been three days. The snow has been falling like this and the roof will soon be crushed." Luo Yang was worried.

"No, the snow in winter usually stops for a few days at the most ten days, and then I will go to the roof to sweep the snow off."

"That's the only way." Fortunately, the house was not built as a bungalow, and the sloping roof would cause most of the snow to slide off. Luoyang sprinkled salt in front of his house so that the door would not be blocked by snow when he woke up.

These few days because I can't go anywhere, Luoyang teaches Feng Yi how to read and write when he is free. Feng Yi learns very seriously, but it's a bit...

"Yang, I don't remember how to write this character." Feng Yi came over with a sand table.

"Come on, I'll teach you." Luo Yang saw that the word was a bit complicated, so he took Feng Yi's hand and wrote it stroke by stroke on the sand table.

"First horizontally, then vertically, horizontally folded and hooked..." Luo Yang explained carefully while teaching Feng Yi how to write.

The two were so close that Feng Yi could even see the shadow cast by Luo Yang's long eyelashes, "Yang is so beautiful." Feng Yi thought to himself.

"Feng Yi?"

"Huh?" I was so engrossed in watching...

"Have you learned?"

"No, teach it again!" Very sincerely;

"Aren't you usually very smart?" This guy doesn't know that the drunkard's intention is not to drink.

The writing and painting here finally stopped on the seventh day when the heavy snow stopped, and the clansmen ran out to check their houses one after another, and found that there was nothing wrong, cheering again.

Stuffed for the past few days, neither cold nor hungry, and warm animal skin clothes to wear, some single orcs in the tribe couldn't stay idle, and formed a team to go hunting. It was this team who ran out and brought them to the tribe. disaster back.