Crossing to the Wild

With a dark face, Rong Yue brought Tian Yang back to the small pond. Seeing that he finally came back, and he didn't seem to be missing any arms or legs, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Overwinter: "What's going on? Eat too much meat? Eat more fruit!"

Rong Yue didn't understand, but she forgot when Guo Guo interrupted her.

Guoguo rushed up: "Lord Tianyang, you have blood on your body!" She looked terrified, and was about to touch it when Rong Yue blocked it: "He's fine, I've cured him."

He didn't want to mention Tianyang's demonization, so he just brought it up vaguely for now.

In his memory, World of Warcraft is a creature that is irreconcilable with human beings, and when encountering them, only you can live or die.That seems to be an innate hostility, different from ordinary small animals who are full of love and skin and eat meat.

Moreover, the habits of monsters are almost blank for humans, as if there are no rules at all.They have all kinds of shapes, sometimes alone and sometimes in groups, and where they meet is also a matter of luck.

People who are bitten and poisoned by monsters will gradually become weak and eventually die.

Fortunately, this kind of thing is not contagious, otherwise Tianyang would have been killed by the Gangshan tribe long ago before he came.

That being said, ordinary people will definitely feel uncomfortable when they know that others have demonic energy, and it is not surprising to have any reactions at that time.Although the people here are all cronies, Rong Yue doesn't want to make any troubles for the time being.

Fortunately, Tianyang didn't make any excuses.

Rong Yue still sleeps next to Tian Yang at night.

He was still a little angry, too lazy to laugh with Tian Yang, but when he closed his eyes, his mind was in a mess.

He couldn't help thinking over and over again——Tianyang's behavior was very strange. After the demonic energy erupted, he didn't so much become fierce, it was better to say that he "didn't know the severity", and his emotions became dull.

Simply put, it's like being a "human" button is turned off.

Could it be that the magic energy turns people into beasts?No, it's not like, Tianyang has not lost his mind, he knows how to deal with the injury in the most appropriate way, speaks clearly, thinks clearly, he doesn't look stupid at all.

Rong Yue turned over irritably, but suddenly a warm arm was wrapped around her waist.

"?" He froze for a moment, picked up his hand awkwardly and threw it back to Tianyang's side.

After 1 minute, the big hand came up again.

"..." Rong Yue was really sleepy, too lazy to move, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, his whole body was embraced by Tian Yang.

"Tianyang."

"……Um?"

Above the corner where the two of them were, the air pressure seemed to be lower than the surrounding area, Rong Yue paused word by word: "One, side, go."

Tianyang silently raised his hands and feet to let Rong Yue go.

Although there is still the matter of the cannibal tribe that has not been resolved, it is other people's business after all, and it is not good to put the cart before the horse.Rong Yue still let everyone plan to move the stones, and go back to the tribe first.

The previous decision was made by Rong Yue after discussing with Tian Yang, but now she suddenly lacked a staff member, and she was a little unaccustomed to it.

Fortunately, before coming here, he gave orders alone, so he was not uneasy.

Tianyang was affected by the demonic energy, but his strength seemed to be even stronger. With him and Yudong alone, a few punches almost shattered half of the rocky mountain.

Large and small stones were piled up on a large trailer, and the disobedient members of the original Xiaoxi tribe were responsible for pulling the cart, and everyone returned with a full load.

On the way, they also encountered a few pieces of wild twister, Rongyue was finally happy, and let Guoguo and the others pick them.

Twister is a common plant, and it is easy to find, but apart from Twister, nothing else can be harvested.

In the middle of the afternoon, Rong Yue sharply saw a small cluster of red fruits.

"What is that!" He was sure that it was not a sour fruit, because sour fruit grows on trees, but the plant of this red fruit is only half the height of a person.Everyone came over curiously, Rong Yue squatted down, her hands were shaking.

Is this, is it the tomato that the player said!

Although it doesn't look exactly the same as the plants on the recipe, the fruit is really similar!

It is said that it is also sour, but it is refreshingly sour, and it is even more delicious when made into sauce. The takeaway player who loves to catch him nagging always said that this sauce feeds a country...

Seeing that Rongyue was so excited, the others held their breath, waiting for Rongyue to pick the smallest fruit.

The small red fruit is only half the size of a fist, and the smallest is a knuckle.

Seeing that Rongyue was about to put the fruit in his mouth, Guoguo worried, "Sacrifice Yue, this won't be poisonous, right?"

Yue Dong answered, "The poison is not poisonous. We have seen it outside, but it is too sour. Except for the thirst, we have no one to eat."

Hearing this, Rong Yue stuffed it into her mouth with more confidence.

"..." Seeing that Rongyue didn't move for a long time, Guoguo couldn't bear it anymore.

"Moon Sacrifice, how is it? Is it delicious?"

Xiao Ergou is more experiential, so he picked a small one, rubbed it in Xiao Di's hand, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Then he spat out "Wow--".

Xiao Ergou burst into tears: "It's so sour..."

Rong Yue swallowed the pulp with difficulty: "Is this the real sour?"

It is a hundred times more sour than the sour fruit that the tribe usually eats.The texture is also different, soft and squishy.Rong Yue was deeply fooled.

This kind of thing feeds a country?

How dire is the real world?Is the legendary food really so delicious?Is the delicacy he has longed for all this time real?

Tianyang patted him on the back: "Take it back?"

Rong Yue came back to her senses and said firmly, "Take it."

Instead of doubting, it is better to try again. If you find all the seasonings and still can’t make something delicious, it’s never too late to doubt.

He still remembers the first time Tianyang roasted meat for him, it was so delicious without seasoning!

With a "tomato", a bag of twisted seeds, and a cart of gravel, everyone finally returned to the tribe smoothly that night.

Ah Jiu led some people to stand on the edge of the tribe. Seeing them from a distance, there was a burst of cheers.

"They're back!"

"Moon Priest! The Moon Priest is back!"

"Master Tianyang, you are back, how are you doing on the way—"

Rong Yue was slightly stunned, and then smiled sincerely: "We're back, come and unload the stones."

That night, all the people in the tribe lit a bonfire, mixed the mud, and worked together to use all the stones to build a small wall.

When Rongyue got up early the next day, she found that it was neat and strong.

Because I discussed with Ah Jiu and the others before, the wall should not be too thin, so this time the stones were piled up less than three meters in total.

If you want to surround the tribe, you have to make persistent efforts.

In the past few days, everyone came back from cutting some wood, Rong Yue cut some new wheels with holy light, and the craftsmen added two new cars to the tribe.The work of transporting the stones is left to the coolie group led by the Xiaoxi tribe over the winter, excluding the streamside and the stream.

The bald brothers were called by Rong Yue to the meeting room in front of the tent.

"Ministry of Salt?" The two looked at each other.

Tian Yang sat beside him with his legs crossed like a demon, leaning on his bone knife in one hand, with a strong body and an expressionless face.

The bald brother glanced at him and felt the sharpness of a knife scraping flesh, he turned his head and didn't dare to look again.

... I always feel that Lord Tianyang is different from when we first met.

Rong Yue almost wanted to rejuvenate Tianyang's head for a long time, so she asked again softly: "I heard from Bai Tao that you have been to the Ministry of Salt?"

Xishang came back to his senses: "Yes, we have been there, but we didn't get there, we came back halfway. Because they were about to set off for the tribal gathering, and they happened to run into their caravan."

"So..." Rong Yue was a little disappointed: "That is to say, we still have to wait until Daji before we can get sundries from them?"

Xibian said: "That's not necessarily true. The big market will not open until a month before winter. At other times, they will send caravans to other tribes to exchange things."

The vicinity of the Yanbu is quite desolate, and hunting cannot maintain basic survival, and they have been relying on the trade of salt bricks for many years.But salt bricks are a necessity for other tribes, so they are quite rich, have everything in the tribe, and people are proud.

There is an enduring legend - the women in Yanbu are very beautiful.

Rong Yue asked the salt department, mainly for sugar.

He came back with tomatoes in his arms, and excitedly flipped through the recipes for a long time, only to find that something like tomato sauce needs sugar to taste.

It's no wonder that eating alone is so sour.

Sugar is also rare here. There is no way to make sugar and sauce in the recipes. Rong Yue couldn't help it for a while, so she asked Tianyang where he could get sugar.

Although Tianyang didn't smile very much, beat him, and insisted on holding him tightly in his arms while sleeping, he didn't lose his memory.

"The Ministry of Salt has it." He said concisely.

After asking around, I finally asked the bald brother, who knew that they didn't know the way.

But knowing that it is possible to see it by luck, it is not bad news anyway.

In the evening, Rongyue went out for a tour, and asked Yuedong to learn about Hoshino.

Just as he was thinking about something, when he returned to their tent, he saw Tian Yang was burying his head in chopping something with his bone knife.

Rong Yue's heart tightened, for fear that he would suddenly become abnormal and approach quietly——

He was digging a hole with his precious bone knife.

Hearing Rong Yue's footsteps, the man turned his head, his figure was clearly reflected in his reddish eyes: "One tomato fell, I'll plant it for you."