Crossing to the Wild

The little grasshopper who was cursing suddenly felt that he was shrouded in a huge shadow.

When he turned around, he saw tight chest muscles in front of him.

He put the cursing words into his mouth, slowly raised his head, and what appeared in front of him was a face against the light.

Two words appeared in the little grasshopper's mind: Ruthless.

Tianyang grabbed the grasshopper by the hair, lifted him up amidst the other party's frightened and angry voices, weighed it, and then threw it out. The grasshopper became a shooting star in the sky in the blink of an eye.

Rong Yue poked her head out from behind Tianyang, patted on the door, and said loudly, "Silkworm Girl! We want to place an order!"

After a while, the door creaked and opened a crack.

An eye emerged from the slit, and the eyeball was smaller than ordinary people, looking a little fierce and terrifying.

Seemingly confirming that the grasshopper was gone, Cannv pushed the door open to reveal the whole picture, and said in a low voice, "Come in."

Rong Yue slowed down and followed her, observing Cannu's face.

There is nothing wrong with her facial features, her eyes are larger than ordinary people, and her eyeballs are smaller than ordinary people. Apart from this, there are dark spots all over her face.

At first glance, it is really ugly, but in Rong Yue's eyes, it is just like that, a bit like a Dalmatians.

Cannu led them to their usual living place. There was nothing in the stone room except a wooden table and two wooden benches.

She asked Tianyang and Rongyue to sit down, and she went to the wooden box next to her to take out two pieces of cloth samples, put them on the wooden table, and said in a cold voice: "There are only two kinds, you can choose whatever you want, but it will take some time." Only then."

Rong Yue touched the cloth swatch in front of her, her hands were cool and soft.

Although it was not as good as my own dress, it was already made of top-quality material in the Wild Continent. It must be very comfortable to use as underwear.

How much does this increase the happiness index?

Rong Yue put down the cloth sample, didn't mention much, and asked Cannu a question first: "You must not be short of food, besides food, what else do you want more?"

Only then did Silkworm Girl show a slightly strange expression.

"I...you can't give me what I want."

"Tell me about it?"

Cannu shook her head, poured them two glasses of cold water, and said, "I want my tribe to come back."

"Your tribe?"

"Yes, the tribe I was born in is called Deepwood. It was destroyed a year ago."

This word made Rong Yue and Tian Yang sit upright at the same time.

Cannv said that her real name is Sanglu, and she is an ordinary Cannv from the Shenmu tribe.

The Shenmu tribe is on the other side of the star field. She came to this place through the star field. She lived and lived in the open for more than half a year. Because the silkworms were dying, she settled in Yanbu.

As for why the Shenmu tribe was destroyed and by whom, she didn't want to say any more.

Hearing the word Hoshino, Rong Yue became a little concerned.Originally, he had a mentality that it would be better to treat the craftsmen more, but if he didn't, it was obviously very useful, so he couldn't let it go.

"I can't rebuild your tribe for the time being, so let's change the request."

"...Who are you?" Sang Lu frowned.

"A very good leader of the tribe," Rong Yue pointed to Tianyang: "He sacrificed." Then pointed to herself.

Sang Lu was a little surprised: "Then why don't you stay in your own tribe?"

"In order to find a craftsman who is as capable and brave as you!"

Sang Lu: "..."

She blushed and whispered, "Do you want me to live in another tribe?"

Rong Yue said of course, and after hearing this, Sang Lu finally expressed her most urgent wish: "I want a place where I won't be harassed."

Rong Yue: "That's it!?"

Sang Lu nodded vigorously.

Yanbu is good at everything else. The cloth she weaves can be exchanged for food quickly, instead of hunting hard by herself.But the downside is that there are too many people who want to marry her.

Like the grasshopper today, she was just one of many suitors. When she first came to the Ministry of Salt, she was guarded outside the door even at night.

Sang Lu said sadly: "It's fine if they just pursue me, once I refuse, they will call me ugly..."

This is too much!

Rong Yue clapped her hands: "Don't be afraid, the leader of our Xingyue tribe is very strong. Come and throw one, come two and throw a pair!"

……

That afternoon, people in the Ministry of Salt were surprised to find that in the middle of the market, where the local medicine was exchanged in the morning, there was a wooden pole two people high, with a person tied to the top!

That man was a poor man in the tribe, he couldn't find a woman to form a bond, and he was not active in mining, so he was often hungry and looked thin.

His face was covered with dark spots, and at first glance he was very scary. His mouth was gagged and he whimpered.

The most frightening thing was that although so many people were sitting or walking in the market, no one saw how he appeared there!

It was as if someone threw the wooden pole with the person tied up out of thin air and stuck it firmly on the ground!

Some enthusiastic Yanbu people yelled to let people down quickly, but a strange shrill voice came out of nowhere in the chaos——

"Whoever releases him will be the next one to be tied up tomorrow!"

Everyone hesitated in their footsteps.

"Who is speaking!?"

"Even so, you can't tie people down!"

"Then you go and let it go?"

"What did he do, his face is full of black spots, could it be the silkworm girl..."

"Are you crazy, Cannu, a woman, can you tie him to such a long pole and leave him here all of a sudden?"

"I heard that he scolded Cannu at her door this morning for being ugly."

"Wow, let him be tied up, otherwise what will I do if I'm really involved..."

"Who knows if the dark spots on his face can be washed off?"

……

"Achuan?"

A strong man came back to his senses, hummed, and continued his steps.

Walking behind him was a young man with a high ponytail, slightly shorter and thinner, with a striking red scar on his forehead: "I don't know who did it."

The strong man was expressionless, with the same scar on his head as the man behind him, and said, "It's none of our business."

The two walked half a street in silence, and pushed open the door of the carpenter's sledgehammer. Just before entering, the strong man said, "Xiao Le, don't think about it."

Xiao Le opened his mouth and closed it again.

The sledgehammer house is also very lively today, but I don’t know why, there is a piece of wood half a person’s height standing in the middle of the yard, and the sledgehammer is bending over and carrying a stone chisel to knock it, and it’s completely impossible to see what it’s doing .

"Sledgehammer!"

Ah Chuan shouted.

The fat sledgehammer straightened up, rubbed his stomach, and shouted back, "What are you doing! Say!"

"The salt cave is here to get the stone pick! Are you ready!"

"Ah! There are still two left! Take the rest back first!"

The courtyard was too noisy, and they had to shout loudly. A Chuan got a response, and took Xiao Le to a room on the left, where many things were scattered and piled up.

They rummaged for a while before they found five brand new stone picks in the corner.

Of course, the pickaxe of the stone pick is not made of a sledgehammer. It is handed over to the sledgehammer after the stonemason completes it, and then the sledgehammer is embedded with a wooden handle.

It was embedded well at first, but then it became more and more sloppy. At this moment, A Chuan stared at the handle of the pick in his hand, held it and shook it.

A little loose.

It was already loose before it started to be used. A Chuan's face turned black, but he couldn't say anything.

"A Chuan..." Xiao Le called him sadly, A Chuan patted him on the shoulder as comfort, and prepared to leave with the pickaxe in his arms.

Before leaving, he took one more look at the pillar that the sledgehammer was fiddling with.

I have the spare time to do these things, but I don't have the heart to do a good job of such an important thing as a stone pick.

If it was him, he would never order anything from Sledgehammer again.

pity.

He will never have the chance to make another decision in his life.

A Chuan and Xiao Le walked back with their stone picks in their arms. When they passed the wooden pole, they found that there were more and more people watching the excitement.When they approached, Baoshu came with a group of warriors.

A Chuan pulled Xiao Le and hid in the shadows.

Baoshu shouted: "Who did it! Who did it? Stand up!!"

"Fuck it, wait until I find out who did it and skin him!"

He threw the spear in his hand to the ground angrily, and stomped on it twice.

Only then did the two soldiers put down the tied man.

"What happened to you!? How did you get tied up? What happened to your face!?"

The cloth from the grasshopper man's mouth was pulled out, and everyone saw that his face covered with black spots was still swollen from the beating.

The grasshopper man grinned open his mouth, which was missing a tooth, and cried, "I don't know! I don't know anything!"

Baoshu kicked him irritably: "Where's the water!"

A bucket of water was brought in from the crowd. Two soldiers pressed the grasshopper man's head into the bucket and rubbed it vigorously, but they couldn't get it off!

People shouted in horror: "Is this a disease?"

"How come spots suddenly appear!"

"God, don't get sick!"

Baoshu listened, his expression changed, and he took several steps back.

"Scram! Lock him up, close to the salt cave!"

The two soldiers obeyed the order and carried the crying grasshopper away.

Baoshu turned around twice in place, and left with the rest of the soldiers. He looked quite frightened, as if he wanted to wash his face.

Ah Chuan and Xiao Le came out of the shadows.

Xiao Le timidly said: "A Chuan, what's going on...how come there are dark spots that can't be washed off?"

Achuan shook his head.

The two continued to move forward. Some houses on both sides of the road were closed, while others were open.

Achuan didn't look sideways, but Xiaole liked to look around. Suddenly, he shrugged his nose: "Achuan, Achuan, have you smelled it? It smells so good..."

"..." is very fragrant.A Chuan thought, it was a fragrance that he had never dreamed of.

The two couldn't help but looked in the direction of the scent. It was a stonemason's house, and Achuan had not talked with the owner of the house.

After a while, the scent dissipated a lot, and the two of them had already walked to the front, but they heard the door knock behind them.

"Have you changed it?"

"It's changed, it's changed, Dad, do we really want to leave?"

"Go, go, it's such a delicious thing, eat it every day..."

"Can I really eat it every day?"

Xiao Le couldn't help but look back.

It was a young woman talking to the mason.

The last sentence before closing the door is: "Even if I can't eat it every day, once a month I want to..."

……

Xiao Le felt unprecedented restlessness.

"Achuan, Achuan." When he was approaching the salt cave, he finally couldn't bear it and poked the back of the person in front of him.

A Chuan grabbed his hand: "Don't be naughty, say."

Xiao Le leaned against his ear in a low voice: "Do you feel that the tribe has been weird these two days?"

A Chuan thought to himself, you have already found out, and if I didn't find out, I would be more stupid than you, but he said: "No."

Xiao Le was in a hurry: "But, but... the person with freckles on his face, the pleasant smell, the sledgehammer doing strange things, and the stonemason who said he was going to leave, so, all of them are very strange..."

There are dozens of steps away from the salt cave, Xiao Le should have kept his mouth shut.

But when he looked at the terrifying hole that trapped him and Achuan, a trace of unwillingness suddenly surged in his heart.

Xiao Le stopped and murmured very lightly: "If the tribe is in chaos, do we have a chance to escape?"

A Chuan turned around quickly, with sharp eyes, raised his hand and punched Xiao Le!

Xiao Le clutched her stomach and squatted down, tears streaming down her face.

A Chuan clenched his fists tightly, his nails were embedded in his flesh, and blood spilled from his fingers.

He panted like a bellows, seeing Xiao Le's tears wet the ground.A Chuan's vision suddenly blurred for a moment, and he quickly closed his eyes again.

"Xiao Le, don't say it, don't think about it."

A Chuan's voice was terribly hoarse.

The author has something to say: Xiao Le: Raise your hand, someone beats his wife here.

Rong Yue: You, you are not allowed to eat French fries for a month.

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