Wild farming: I was hugged by the cold patriarch

There were about ten people with blood stains on their bodies, followed by about a hundred people holding bone knives and chasing after them. The scene had a faint smell of blood.

Takura and the others made a quiet gesture to each other, and then waited quietly.

Those people were still more than 100 meters away from them. If they didn't know in advance, it would be impossible to know that there were people hiding in those trees.

The dozen or so people were running forward with fearful expressions on their faces. Among them was a child whose face was so frightened that his face turned purple. He was held by his mother and did not dare to make a sound.

How could these people outrun the group of strong warriors? In the end, they were surrounded and captured.

When they were far away, they got down from the tree.

Qicang looked at the direction in which those people were leaving: "Did the people from Xiongshan kill us from Langshan just now?"

Feng nodded: "This is the junction of two mountains, and the two tribes often conflict."

Now they had no ability to care about these things, so they stayed where they were for a while and continued to move in the direction of Bear Mountain.

……

Here, Ye Sang suddenly thought of something. Wild animals are afraid of fire. Can they be driven away with fire?
She opened the animal skin bag she brought with her, took out some pods, and lit them with a fire stick. After the pods burned vigorously, she threw them down.

The fire was too small, and it scared the wolf beasts at first, but its deterrence was limited, and soon they were no longer afraid.

Ye Sang thought for a while, she put on three layers of clothes, then took off the middle one, lit it on fire, and threw it down.

The fire was too big, and the little flame splashed on a wolf, which made the wolf howl in pain.

This cry frightened the other wolves, and when they saw the pile of flames, they kept retreating slowly.

The wolf king stared at Ye Sang, came over for a while, whined, turned around and ran away.

As soon as it ran, the other wolves ran with it, and in a blink of an eye, the group of wolves disappeared.

Zhi said anxiously: "Don't go down yet, those wolves are probably watching us secretly, wait a while before leaving."

"Okay." If he was really peeping in secret, that would be too smart.

Several people stood on the tree and waited for another ten minutes before coming down. After coming down, they quickly stretched their muscles and then walked quickly towards the direction of Langshan.

After walking for who knows how long, Ye Sang vaguely heard a familiar voice.

She stopped and listened again. This time she heard clearly that someone was indeed calling her.

Ye Sang identified the direction and then shouted back: "I'm here, I'm here -"

"Sang, it's Sang's voice..." After hearing Ye Sang's voice, Yucang and the others walked over quickly.

After a while, the two sides finally met.

Gancang and the others shouted in surprise: "Sang, Sang..."

Ye Sang smiled and waved to them: "Yancang, Feng..."

Gan Cang came over and hugged Ye Sang tightly, his deep voice full of luck and joy: "It's great that you're okay!"

Ye Sang froze slightly. The other person's feelings were too strong and wrapped around her. She didn't know how to react for a moment. When she was hugged so hard that she could hardly breathe, she came back to her senses: "Taicang, you, Let it go, I can hardly breathe..."

Qicang quickly let go of Ye Sang: "I'm sorry, I'm so happy."

Ye Sang's face turned slightly red from being suppressed. Fortunately, he was also red from the heavy snow and could not see it: "Let's go back to the tribe first. It may snow again soon."

Gan Cang nodded: "Okay, go back first." As soon as he finished speaking, Gan Cang fell to the side.

"Gancang, Gancang..." Ye Sang hurried to help people, only to find that Gancang was suffering from a high fever, "Why are you so sick?" Feng said anxiously: "We didn't sleep last night and kept watching the road."

Ye Sang: "First find a place where you can hide from the wind and snow, and then return to Gancang after the fever subsides."

"There is a cave here. We found it when we came here. Let's go there first." Feng Heyan came over to help people, and then walked towards the cave together.

After walking for a few minutes, they saw the entrance of the cave, which was mostly buried by heavy snow. Everyone hurried in.

Rong and several soldiers went to find some branches nearby and brought them back to the cave, lighting them to keep everyone warm.

Ye Sang gave Tancang some fever-reducing medicine, and then sat by the fire to warm himself up.

Feng glanced at Zhi and Tu and asked, "Who are they?"

Ye Sang: "They are the people I met in Xiong Mountain. Their tribe was captured by other tribes. If they didn't know the direction, I wouldn't be able to get here."

Feng thanked him: "Thank you very much."

Ye Sang: "They will return to the tribe with me and will join our tribe in the future. They are young, so take care of them."

Feng nodded: "I understand, we will take care of you on the way back."

After hearing the words of a few people, Zhi and Tu's anxious hearts finally found some answers and slowly calmed down.

After waiting for half an hour, Tancang woke up.

Ye Sang handed him hot water: "Drink some to warm your body."

Tan Cang hesitated and said: "I just..."

Ye Sang smiled and said, "I'm just sick. Now I've taken medicine and I'm fine."

Tancang felt relieved: "Let's keep walking and try to return to the tribe before dark." With such heavy snow, if something unexpected happened, they might not be able to go back.

Ye Sang offered his hand to help Gan Cang up: "Are you feeling dizzy? If you are, just rest for a while. Don't rush for this little time."

Tan Cang pinched the bridge of his nose: "It's okay, let's go."

The group of people came out of the cave without falling into the fire and continued their journey.

Tu quickly walked around Feng's body: "What kind of weapon are you holding in your hand? Why have I never seen it before?"

"It would be strange if you have seen it before." Feng smiled and said, "This weapon is only available in our tribe, and no one else has it. If you join our tribe, you can get one when you grow up. Okay, Let’s talk about it when we get back.”

The group concentrated on their journey.

There was wind in the heavy snow, and the wind was like a razor blade blowing on my face, causing pain.

Ye Sang covered his face, his face would definitely be frozen.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Tan Cang asked with concern, and then added, "If you feel uncomfortable, I can carry you."

Ye Sang waved his hands hurriedly: "I'm fine, I just feel some pain on my face. I'll cover it. Let's go back to the tribe."

Gan Cang reached out and held Ye Sang's hand: "It's difficult to walk in the snow, so I'll take you with me."

Ye Sang's hand was ice-cold, and when it was held by Gan Cang's hand, there was a sudden warmth. She felt Gan Cang's tenderness, but she couldn't enjoy this tenderness as she should, because she didn't talk about feelings. He planned to, but couldn't respond, so he withdrew his hand: "No need for it."

Yucang felt disappointed: "Sang..."

Ye Sang lowered her head and didn't look at Gan Cang. She didn't want to see the disappointment in Gan Cang's eyes, which would make her feel guilty: "Stop talking and leave quickly. We'll go back to the tribe first."