Crossing to the Wild

The slogan resounded through the valley, echoing again and again, and the ribbon-shaped starry sky above connected to the earth.

Even this dreadful valley of death is tinged with a touch of romance.

Overwinter threw down the rattan rope, and Tianyang first joined everyone to take the disabled people up one by one.

After all those who could climb had climbed up, he let Rong Yue sit on his shoulders and climbed up the valley easily.

The stars are brilliant, and the wilderness is empty.The lakes in front of the rift are like gemstones reflecting starlight, making the grassland sparkle.

It is indeed a treasure.

The more Rong Yue looked at it, the more satisfied she was, and she had already preset a tall tower in front of the lake for future viewing of the moon.

But the biggest problem now is to settle down quickly.

When he was distributing food below, he already had a general understanding of the situation of this group of people.

Most of them were injured after the landslide the day before yesterday and were thrown by the tribe.Those who came down earlier were almost all dead, and the corpses nourished some weird plants and small insects.

There is a legend among the nearby small tribes that the thick fog below this rift leads to the fairyland, and those who are injured can be healed and saved if they are sent down.

Obviously, such a statement is just a high-sounding cover.People in the wilderness are stupid when they say they are stupid, and they are smart when they say they are smart. Rong Yue admires them for a while.

A total of 12 people were fatally injured, and Rong Yue took simple measures.

The remaining 67 people were unable to move, most of them were unable to keep up with the pace of the tribe's migration because of injuries to their legs and feet.

There are 42 people who can run and run, but most of them are elderly or weak women. This is blatant abandonment.

There are only two young people who are really intact. One is a girl named Guoguo, who were expelled by the tribe together because she couldn't let go of her abandoned husband.The other young man with dark eyes may also have secrets, but Rong Yue didn't ask for the time being.

More than 100 people were arranged around the big rock for the winter, either sitting or lying down, occupying a large open space.

The dozen or so people who were most seriously injured slept in the lee.

The old deer hunted by Tianyang had only had time to roast a leg in an emergency, but now it finally rested, and several men came to help deal with it.

These are the rare three middle-aged men, who are said to be three brothers.One is lame, one has one arm, and one is blind in one eye. They look dirty and smelly, and they really don't want to get close.

Guoguo glanced at it from afar, and her calf slid backwards.

The boss opened his stinky mouth and leaned over: "Yue Jiji, look at us helping you with the work, can you have two more bites later...?"

Rong Yue took a step back: "Remember your contributions first, the current situation is special, and I will honor it for you later. Tianyang——"

He turned his head to call Tianyang, pointed at the three brothers calmly, and shook his hands again.

When Tianyang came over, Rong Yue whispered, "I'll leave it to you..."

Tian Yang stroked his hair, and led the three of them to handle the deerskin and venison.

The names of the three brothers are Yang Da, Yang Er, and Yang San. Each of them has sharper eyes than the other, but at least they often do this kind of thing, and their movements are quite nimble.

Seeing that Rongyue had gone far away, Yang Er asked Tianyang mysteriously: "Is the priest of the month from you?"

Tianyang glanced at him with a half-smile, without denying it.

Yang Eryi slapped his thigh: "Brother, awesome! You can get someone who is so proud... But isn't he too proud? He stepped on your head..."

Yang San agreed: "Yes, no matter how powerful the sacrifice is, after you marry someone, you will be yours. You have to take care of it, don't let him out of the limelight, then how will others respect you?"

Tianyang laughed: "It makes sense."

The three brothers Yangyang and Yang consciously talked about the "man behind the sacrifice", and they winked at each other, feeling as if they had accomplished a great event.

The venison is cut into small pieces by a bone knife and wrapped in large leaves.The peeled deerskin can't be processed yet, Tianyang asked Yang Da and the others to go to the lake to clean it first, so as not to attract anything that should not come from the bloody smell.

Tianyang returned to their tent, and the bonfire was burning brightly.Rong Yue was hugging her knees to doze off, when she heard footsteps, she asked without opening her eyes, "How is it?"

Tianyang hummed: "It's barely usable, let's adjust it. It's another one."

Rong Yue opened her eyes, watched Tian Yang separate the pieces of meat and put them on the stones to dry, and said: "The uninjured man has been staring at us from the edge of the crowd."

"Malicious?"

"Maybe."

Rong Yue knew that this team would definitely not have pure ingredients, so she wasn't too disappointed: "The soldiers came to cover the water and soil, and see what they are going to do. My weakness period has passed, and I have the power to protect myself. You and Yue Dong will protect the dew. and Ergou."

As soon as the words fell, Yue Dong and Lushui rushed over excitedly holding a big rock, and the scene was beaming!

"Tianyang! Sister-in-law! Look what we have done!"

The big stone is about the size of two people surrounded by a natural depression in the middle.

"Stone pot?" Rong Yue approached with interest: "Is it a little shallow?"

"Small matter!" Yue Dong set the stone on the ground, raised his hand to brew for a while, and then slapped him hard!

The shallow depression cracked countless cracks from the middle. Overwinter turned the boulder upside down and patted the bottom, and the broken stone fell to the ground with a clatter.

Rong Yue walked around the big stone pot: "It's quite capable, we have a pot!"

In the past, they used the earthenware pot that Dew brought with him to make twisted seed soup, but it was too small after all. To temporarily solve the problem of feeding so many people, a pot is still necessary.

Besides, even if it is only used to boil water, it is good. Many people have not scrubbed their wounds after being injured. Although the people here don't think the lake is unclean, Rong Yue will not let them go.

The big stone pot was set up, and the raging firewood was burning at the bottom of the pot, and it took a long time to heat it up.All the twigs that Rong Yue and the others brought were poured into the pot, and with the thinly sliced ​​meat, they finally cooked a large pot of twig porridge with a meaty aroma.

Rong Yue wondered when she would be able to find rice to make bibimbap, but at the same time regretted that even the porridge had no taste.

Tianyang felt his depression at close range, turned his head and asked him: "What's wrong?"

Rong Yue: "This paste is tasteless."

Knowing that he likes to eat delicious food, Tianyang said patiently: "Let's just make do with it recently. When the Guanshan Collection is held in summer, we'll go to the Yanbu for salt bricks. The Yanbu also has other seasonings that can be made into various flavors. Delicious food."

Rong Yue pricked up her ears: "Salt brick?"

"Yes. The Yan Ministry in the south makes a living by making salt bricks, and they exchange these with other tribes for supplies every summer. After about 60 days, you will be able to eat salty taste."

Rong Yue asked curiously, "Then why didn't salt be added to the noodle soup during the Gangshan tribe's celebration?"

Tianyang smiled and said: "Salt is very precious, and it is generally not put in the twist soup. But if you like it, it doesn't matter if you put some."

Rong Yue froze for a moment, although she was used to being given the best things to him, she still felt a bit of comfort.

"It's okay, there are ways to eat it if it's not salty, and I'll study it after I get the recipe out later."

After he finished speaking, he checked his game menu in his mind.

Because of the previous use of [Sacrifice], Shengguang's proficiency has quickly increased to five.In addition, for some reason, the character experience has also increased a lot, and it is already more than half of the second level.

But he still didn't understand what the mechanism of its rise was.

In the Xingyue Era, experience was only counted by killing enemy monsters. Most priests teamed up with others to level up, but there was no standard "enemy" on this continent.In terms of healing, with the Holy Light Ball alone, he has not been able to completely cure Tianyang for the time being.

What a mysterious experience bar.

But Rong Yue still wants to go to the forest tomorrow to try out this mechanism, because his most urgent desire is to level up - only when he reaches level ten can he unlock the second basic skill [Rejuvenation] and open his game package.

Skills aside, his package is very important!

There are recipes given to him by players!

...ah, and a few changes of clothes and a spare scepter.

Rong Yue stretched out her hand to touch her side, and was about to use the staff to improve Shengguang's proficiency for a while, but her hand was empty.

"?" He turned his head and watched Lushui throwing his staff to the bottom of the pot...

"Wait!" It was too late to remind, the staff that had been with him for three days just turned into an arc, entered the hot fire, burned himself, and died a heroic sacrifice.

"........."

Seeing that Rongyue's complexion was not good, Lushui stuttered a little: "What, what's wrong!? The fire is not burning, I'll add some firewood!"

Rong Yue: Chai...

Tianyang didn't expect such a development, so he could only comfort him: "It's okay, I'll cut another one for you tomorrow. It's about the same shape, right?"

Rong Yue nodded a little frustrated: "The length and thickness are about the same. It doesn't need to be too fine, just have a shape."

The twisted soup with meat slices was cooked and served to the people near the big stone in clay pots, and the day was finally settled.

The tent set up by Lushui belonged to Rong Yue and Tian Yang, and Rong Yue didn't refuse, and slept together with Tian Yang.

Tianyang's body temperature was as high as ever, Rong Yue sighed and said: "If my firewood, no, my magic staff is still there, and I can take the opportunity to take a photo of you for a while, maybe your stomach will be healed soon."

Tianyang stepped back slightly, leaving a gap between the two of them, and said in a gentle voice that it was all right.

Rong Yue froze for a moment, and was shocked to realize a fact.

Ever since Tianyang knew that he was not Yue himself, except for touching his head occasionally, he never behaved as abruptly or spoke frivolously as when they first met.

Although Tianyang treats him very well as always.

He sighed at the soldier's meticulous heart, and fell asleep with some inexplicable loss.

In the middle of the night, Rong Yue woke up from thirst and wanted to go outside to see if there was any water in the stone pot.

He just wanted to use the holy light to illuminate it, but he realized that the staff had been burned, so he walked out in the dark.

There was silence on the grassland, and everyone fell into a deep sleep. Rong Yue had just walked ten steps out of the tent when she suddenly felt a cool breeze behind her——

"do not move."

A bone spur hit his lower back, and someone near his neck whispered in a hoarse voice: "Move, I'll kill you."