prehistoric modern man

Yaoren's chasing sound followed them neither far nor near.

Ji Chi's mouth was dry, his eyes were black, one hand tightly grasped the imam's shoulder, and the other hand pressed the artery near the wound to avoid excessive bleeding.

He has no time to care about the surrounding environment, and no matter where they are going, whether they will never find their way back, the most important thing right now is to get out.

I don't know how long they ran, the sky was getting dark, they finally got rid of Yao Ren, or the people chasing them gave up, in short, they were safe for the time being.

As soon as he stopped, Ji Chi didn't care about his weakened body, quickly pulled a few softer leaves from the tree and pressed them on the wound, then found the harder ones and pressed them outside, and began to bandage them with soft rattan.

Fortunately, only the top of the wooden stick was pierced by the corner, and it was not too deep, otherwise he would definitely bleed to death in this situation.

The imam was sweating all over, his chest was heaving violently, and he just stared at him blindly.

After bandaging, Ji Chi finally couldn't support his body, fell to the ground with his back against the big tree, and gradually fell asleep.

Waking up again, Ji Chi found himself leaning on a big rock by the river, with hay under his body, and the sound of gurgling water beside his ears.

The first thing he did when he woke up was to check the wound and remove the bandage. The bleeding had stopped. Fortunately, there was no inflammation or infection.

He removed all the leaves and let the wound air and dry.

The surrounding area is a little strangely quiet, where is this place...

Just as he was thinking, there was a strange movement not far away, and the imam was approaching him with a prey the size of a red-haired rabbit.

Ji Chi moved his numb and limp body, stood up slowly without dragging the wound, and looked at the imam.

He didn't say much, and he finished handling the prey in silence, and handed it to Ji Chi after roughly roasting it.

Ji Chi was dizzy, not only because of the wound, he was about to faint from hunger.

Without words, he took it and gobbled it down.

After eating is their situation.

"This is where?"

The imam shook his head, but he didn't know either.

With this shaking, Ji Chi's hope was shaken away.

He doesn't have a compass, so even if he judges the direction by the position of the sun, once he enters the forest, it is hard to guarantee that he will not lose his way.

Even if they found the right direction, they couldn't find the right location, and they probably wouldn't be able to go back.

Well, that's what he meant.

The imam rescued him from Yaoren's place regardless of his own safety, and from then on, he was no longer just a Yi clansman who was dispensable to him.

"Do you want to go back?" Ji Chi looked at the imam.

"No, just follow Ji." The imam said naturally.

Ji Chi felt inexplicably relieved.

It was not until noon at this time, and they needed to find a safe place to settle down temporarily before dark. After his wounds were completely healed, they would make bows and arrows and have self-defense weapons before thinking about what to do.

His wound could no longer bleed, and the thatched cottage was built by an imam. It was very rough, exposed to the wind, and could accommodate two people.

After dark, Ji Chi huddled inside with the imam after treating the wound.

Only by touching hands can he be sure that there is indeed someone lying beside him, because no matter how quiet he is, he cannot hear the imam's breathing.

On this day, Ji Chi didn't think about anything, just observed the surrounding environment blindly, thinking about where to go in the future.

It wasn't until he lay down and his eyes were completely dark that he felt a trance and emptiness.

In fact, the heart is full, but there is nothing left.

At night he had a dream, he went back to his previous two-bedroom and one-living room, pushed open the door, Yu Yu poked his head out from the kitchen, blinked his round eyes, rushed out to push him against the wall, bowed his head and relative.

Ji Chi twitched his mouth, pressed his head, and responded fiercely.

Enough kissing, he opened his eyes, the room was quiet and he was the only one.

Ji Chi woke up suddenly, his heart sank, feeling lost.