[Prehistoric] Travel to the beast world to be a priest

Yanliang carried the cub to the stone table in the cave outside. The priest covered his face and turned his back. The patriarch was much calmer than her, but his eyes were also faintly red.

"Just wake up." The patriarch said a little tiredly.

The little lion kept his head hidden in front of Yanliang's chest, and he didn't raise his head when he heard the patriarch's words, but Yanliang obviously felt that the little lion was holding his paw slightly harder.

Not painful but itchy.

"Good." Yan Liang patted his head.

Although Lion Cloud was still in the shape of a beast, he woke up anyway, and it was a big event on the minds of the patriarch and priest, and he enjoyed the meal quite happily.

At night, Yanliang proposed to take Shiyun back.

The priest raised his eyebrows and before saying anything, the patriarch patted her on the back lightly, and then said to Yan Liang: "Go."

Yan Liang nodded, stepped on the night and left with the little lion in his arms.

As soon as he left, the priest cried and fell on the patriarch's shoulder: "Why is our family Shiyun so miserable?"

The patriarch sighed and put his arms around her shoulders: "Fortunately, Yan Liang is here, he is better than us to Shi Yun."

Hearing this, the priest's body froze, filled with pain and guilt.

Yanliang covered the lion cloud tightly, and it was dark, but no one found the lion cloud along the way.

Back in the cave, Yan Liang put Shi Yun on the bed, Ya Ya, who was sleeping soundly, opened his eyelids, and seeing a stranger, his fur all over his body exploded in fright.

After a while, he walked over with blank eyes again, and circled the lion cloud a few times, as if confirming his identity.

Yan Liang twitched the corners of his mouth, and touched Ya Ya's head.

Probably after confirming Shi Yun's identity, coupled with Yan Liang's reassurance, Ya Ya lay back on her original place and closed her eyelids.

This night, Yan Liang played the role of hugging someone for the first time, watching Shi Yun sleeping peacefully in his arms, Yan Liang curled his lips.

Regardless of whether Shi Yun is in the form of a human or a beast, he can always give him warmth.

In the middle of the night, Shi Yun suddenly became agitated. His sharp nails protruded from his flesh pads and dug into the animal skin on the bed. He whimpered from time to time.

Yan Liang was taken aback, but he also knew that this was normal, so he could only hug Shi Yun tightly, comforting him while kissing the top of his head: "It's okay, it will be fine soon..."

Yan Liang couldn't empathize with him, but he could guess that the pain Shi Yun was experiencing now was like the legendary I Ching washing the marrow.

He had no way to relieve Shi Yun's pain, so he could only hug him and silently support him.

About half an hour later, Shi Yun whimpered and writhed slowly, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and his golden hair was completely wet.

Yanliang put down the exhausted Shiyun, went to the kitchen to boil hot water, and poured some water for Shiyun.

Sweat all over the body is uncomfortable, but the current season really dare not take a bath in the middle of the night, Yan Liang can only make do with the remaining water to wipe his body.

When he came back again, Shi Yun had already fallen asleep.

Yan Liang hugged Shi Yun into his arms, covered the quilt tightly, and fell asleep.

After tossing around at night, he couldn't get up in the morning, and since he was not busy now, Yan Liang simply closed his eyes and went back to sleep again.

When he finally got out of bed, the sun had already reached the entrance of the cave, Yan Liang glanced at the foot of the bed, Yaya had already gone out to release his little beasts.

When Yanliang came to the kitchen, he found that the fire had already been lit, and barley porridge was still cooking in the stone pot.

Just when he was wondering, Shizhu came over with a large bundle of firewood, saw him, and showed a smile: "Yanliang, are you up?"

Yan Liang quickly went to pick up the things in Shi Zhu's hand, and thanked him: "I'm sorry to trouble you, but you don't need to come, I'm almost ready."

The bruising on Yanliang's neck was still terrifying, but his voice was not as hoarse as yesterday.

Shi Zhu was not polite to him, and nodded.

Yanliang ate barley porridge, and roasted meat for Shiyun and Yaya.

It took a lot of energy for Shi Yun to restore his body, so he went to bed again after eating, and Yan Liang started to prepare the dessert for the couple ceremony.

At lunch time, the priest returned with two huge troughs.

Yan Liang was a little helpless and a little moved. He used to live alone. Once he had a very serious fever and almost lost consciousness. No one knew about it.

In the end, he insisted on finding antipyretics by himself, and endured it abruptly.

Seeing what he was doing, the priest inevitably felt another burst of sentimentality.

She dragged Yan Liang to sit down, and asked some questions about the grain harvest in the field, and Yan Liang answered them one by one.

Now that Yanliang is injured, Shiyun has become like that again. The priest didn't want to bother him with the tribe's affairs, but this is the first time the tribe grows food, and no one understands it. Yan Liang.

After saying this, the priest hesitated and said: "The lion cloud is not healed yet, why don't you postpone your partner ceremony?"

Yan Liang's heart warmed up, he knew very well how much the priest hoped that Shi Yun would find a mate soon, and he was undoubtedly thinking of him by saying this now.

In case Shiyun really can never recover, is it necessary to let Yanliang guard a lion for the rest of his life?

"No need." Yan Liang looked at her, and said firmly: "Not to mention that Shi Yun will get better soon, even if he has always been like this, I promised him to be his partner, and I will not break my promise."

The priest looked at Yanliang in shock, and replied after a while; "Okay, I promise to give you the most grand and grand couple ceremony."

Yan Liang smiled.

The next day, the orcs of the whole tribe went out together, one by one, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and took back all the food in just one day.

There was a lot of food, which couldn't be piled up in the collective cave, so it could only be stored in the big field for the time being. The patriarch stood on the platform in front of the big field, watching the orcs come and go carrying food, and finally showed his first smile in the past few days.

This winter will be much better.

In the evening, the priest and the women of the tribe cooked a big pot of rice in the big field. The orcs who had worked hard all day sat on the ground, chatting and laughing with their companions while eating meat.

But no matter what people do, their eyes are on those few grain mountains.

The tribe has always distributed meat according to households, and the leftovers will be given to the elderly and children.

But this time was different. According to Yan Liang's request, the patriarch took out a full centimeter book and distributed food to everyone according to the records in it.

Not only the orcs, as long as the elderly, women, and cubs who have worked hard for farming, have all obtained the fruits of their labor.

Throughout the night, the arena was beaming.

Holding the lion cloud, Yanliang stood under the beast tree, looking at the bustling scene in the big field not far away, with a smile on his lips.

After watching for a while, Yan Liang shrank his neck, the power of the cold wind in the winter night is really extraordinary.

He bowed his head to Shi Yun and said, "Let's go back, it's time to sleep."

Shi Yun yawned lazily, eyes half closed, heard his words, and lightly licked his fingers.

Shiyun's reaction became more and more serious at night, so he became more and more lethargic during the day. Yanliang knew that this was normal, but the priest was worried, fearing that Shiyun might have something wrong.

On the second day after harvesting the grain, the temperature dropped again. Standing at the door of his cave, the priest saw that the top of the mountain in the distance had been faintly covered with white, and knew that the first snowfall was not far away.

She called together the old people in the tribe who were in charge of the Beast God Sacrifice every year, and prepared to hold the Beast God Sacrifice at any time.

Facts proved that the priest was right. That night, light snow fell from the sky, and the emerald green beast tree was covered with red buds overnight.

At night the priest stood under the tree of the beast god, sighing, this was the first time she didn't want to see the tree of the beast god bloom.

If nothing else happened, every day would be the sacrifice to the beast god, but her son was getting weaker and weaker day by day, and he was not getting better at all.

She is happy that Shiyun can meet a partner who will never leave, but also worried about Yanliang's future.

Two people who become a partner in the Beast God Festival can never be separated, even if one of them dies.

"Go back, we'll be busy tomorrow." A fur coat fell on his shoulders, and the priest turned his head to see the patriarch, with hope in his eyes for a moment.

The patriarch didn't understand what she meant, sighed and shook his head.

He had just returned from Shiyun's cave, and Shiyun was getting worse. He didn't even have the strength to open his eyes. If it wasn't for the slight heaving of his heart, he would have thought that Shiyun had...

The light in the priest's eyes dimmed, and he followed the patriarch back to the cave.

Tomorrow is the Beast God Sacrifice. As a priest, she is not even qualified to see her son with her own eyes tonight.

Thinking of the person who was still locked up in the deserted cave, the priest couldn't help wondering, is this location really that good?

In the early morning of the next day, the Beast God Tree bloomed, as fiery and delicate as last time.

All the orcs came out of the cave and stopped under the Beast God Tree.

In twos and threes, we gather together and put our hands together to pray for ourselves and our families.

The priest had already put on his sacrificial robes, stood on the platform of the big field with a scepter in his hand, and supervised the orcs to arrange the altar for the night.

Not long after, Yan Liang also came. He hadn't changed into new clothes yet, and Shi Yun behind him was carrying a big pot and cooking utensils in his hands, as if he had come to cook.

The priest couldn't believe his eyes, today is a big day, and as a priest, one must not cry.

She ran over quickly, looked at Shi Yun with trembling lips, and didn't know what to say for a while.

It was Shi Yun who spoke first: "Mom, I'm fine."

The still calm and calm tone made the priest weep with joy.

"Good good..."

Yan Liang held Shi Yun's hand with a smile, and said to the priest, "I promised to bring him to cook at the Beast God Festival, does he dare not get up?"

"Don't dare." Shi Yun's amber eyes reflected Yan Liang's shadow.

The memory of the time when he became a beast is still there, and the secret he has kept in his heart that he dare not reveal is exposed like this, Yan Liang didn't back down, let alone dislike him.

Shi Yun felt that there would be no one in this life who could make his heart move like Yan Liang.