Although the dragon beast that was thrown to death by Bai was only medium-sized and skinny, it still weighed 4 or 5 tons, and it was a lot of meat alone, weighing several thousand catties. Many people died of starvation, but there are still more than 4,000 residents in the entire tribe. The dragon and beast meat is distributed to everyone, and each person can only share a little more than one catty. No matter how economical you are to eat, you will only be able to eat for three days at most.

However, for some people who are already hungry enough to eat snow, even a little food is enough to make them excited.

Blue Ear and White Tail were very clever, and they were the first to share two large pieces of dragon beast meat and carry them home, and more and more people came to share the dragon beast meat. The Dashi tribe does not have weighing tools such as scales. The size of the meat depends on the person who cuts it. It is inevitable that there will be more and less. When you may be starved to death, any injustice will be magnified infinitely, and conflicts are inevitable.

In just half an hour, the meat distribution turned into a meat grab. The scene was chaotic, and countless people fought for a piece of meat. The orcs snatched the most meat by relying on their physical strength. Among the pure humans, the stronger ones got a bit of a harvest, while the weaker ones not only returned empty-handed, but were beaten half to death.

Those who snatched the meat were naturally happy, and those who got nothing and were injured all over their bodies, what else could they do besides complaining to the leader and the great witch?

But the law does not blame the public, and no one will hand over the meat that has been snatched. What can the leader, the big witch, do except verbally comfort him?

Blue Ear and White Tail took the dragon meat home early, hid some of it, cut some, and let Jin's female flowers mix with dried white sweet potatoes to cook.

"Yaya, come to me, and I'll bring you delicious food!" Lan Er squatted on the ground and opened his hands, opening his arms to the pure black little leopard lying beside the fire. In the past, as long as he did this action, the little leopard My nephew Yaya would rush into his arms like a girl, play like a baby with him, and make him change into a beast shape to play with him, but today Yaya just gave him a sullen look, groaned twice, and was listless Lie on the ground.

"Mum, what's wrong with Yaya?" Baiwei realized something was wrong, walked over and hugged Yaya, and found that Yaya's thin body was on fire, extremely hot.

The old female orc sighed and said, "It's too cold, and I haven't had enough to eat. Yaya fell ill two days ago, and I've already drank witchcraft, but...hey, may the beast god bless him." Yun Sad, she only gave birth to three cubs in her life, and luckily all of them were orc cubs, and all of them were brought up, but she never thought that her only grandson would die in this cold winter, saying Then, her eyes turned red.

Yaya reluctantly opened his eyes, looked at his favorite little uncle, rubbed his head weakly against his palm, and then closed his eyes again.

Seeing their precious nephew like this, Baiwei and Laner were a little panicked, a little scared and a little bit at a loss, Baiwei carefully placed Fangfang on the half-worn animal skin blanket, and Laner took out a vermilion fruit that was hardened by the cold from the sack Come out and whisper: "

Yaya , Yaya, look, I brought you vermilion fruit back, you can get up and take a bite, maybe you will be cured after eating the disease." , vaguely remembered a sweet and sour red fruit that he had eaten before. He didn't like it very much before, but now thinking of the sweet and sour taste, he suddenly had an appetite. Trying to open the heavy eyelids, I took a few bites with Lan Er's hand. The cold and sweet fruit tasted delicious, but after a few bites, Yaya couldn't eat anymore. He closed his eyes and fell into a drowsy sleep.

After Ya Ya got sick, he never voluntarily ate. Seeing him gnawing half a vermilion fruit, Yun and Ya Ya's grandpa Ban were very happy. Ban carefully pulled the sleeping Ya Yaba under his shriveled but warm belly, He asked Brother Lan Er in a low voice: "Where did you get such fresh vermilion fruit?"

"Master Wu Nuo of the Changhe Tribe gave it to us. In addition to the dried white sweet potatoes, he also gave us bacon and a large bag of spicy meat. It's so delicious!" Lan Er said excitedly, pulling out the jerky he hid in the sack, grabbed two big ones and handed them to his parents, and took one of about the same size for Baiwei who was working outside the house. Duoer sent it.

Since Jin and the others left, there was only so much food at home, and they all saved as much as possible for Yaya, and they ate very little for themselves. A piece of meat the size of a palm, boiled a large pot of soup, and Yaya ate the leftover meat. The three of them ate some, almost relying on soup to fill their stomachs, and their stomachs were in a state of hunger almost all the time.

Smelling the fragrant smell of dried meat, Madara's saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, almost instinctively snatched the dried meat, bit it into his mouth, and chewed vigorously.

Hunger can provide delicious food bonuses to the greatest extent. In the case of extreme hunger, food without any taste can make people feel extremely delicious. Wu Nuo added a little system brand secret roasting sauce to carefully craft the jerky. The taste itself is extremely delicious. When Madara and Yun were so hungry, eating such delicious jerky made them want to lick their tongues. Chewed and swallowed.

Swallowing the jerky in their mouths unknowingly, the old couple looked at Lan Er eagerly... the small cowhide bag containing the jerky in their hands, their eyes were almost green.

Lan Er hid the cowhide bag behind him and yelled: "No more, the rest are teeth!"

Madara tried her best to ignore the strong smell of dried meat in the air, licked her mouth, and asked, "Who is Master Wu Nuo?" Is he a disciple of Master Wu Quan?"

"Hmm!" Lan Er excitedly said, "Master Wu Nuo is amazing, not only is he a disciple of Master Wu Quan, he is also from a super tribe outside. He even gave me this!" Saying this, Lan Er took out the carefully preserved parchment, unfolded it carefully and proudly showed it to his parents.

"This is?" Madara's expression was a little surprised. He lived to this age, and he has some knowledge. If he is not mistaken, those dense black squares on the parchment scroll should be some kind of... words.

"Writing, the writing of the Yanhuang tribe! The youngsters of the Changhe tribe are learning these writings from Master Wu Nuo. Not only the orcs and pure human cubs of their tribe can learn it, but even the slave cubs can learn it!" Lan Er learned that even the slave cubs could learn it. When learning characters, he was so envious. From that moment until now, he has been thinking all the time, it would be great if they were from the Changhe tribe.

"Writing? Is it really writing? Even slaves can learn it?"

"Of course, Lord Wu Nuo is amazing. I heard" Lan Er subconsciously lowered his voice, "he also triggered miracles. People from the Changhe Tribe They are all burning black stones, but because of the favor of the gods, they don't even have a single person who has been cursed!"

"The Changhe tribe has a lot of white sweet potatoes, and they have no shortage of food."

"They also have a lot of bacon and bacon !"

"Their prey is very fat!"

"Their house is not the same as ours, it is very warm and comfortable!"

"..."

"..."

Finally, Lan Er said with a look of fascination : "Master Wu Nuo said that if we go to join the Changhe Tribe, we can live in the same house as them, the cubs can learn to write, and they will provide us with food to help us survive the cold winter."

After a long time, Madara and Yun and Duo'er, who had been listening outside all the time, didn't come back to their senses. For a moment, they all had the same idea as Lan Er, if they were from the Changhe tribe, it would be great.

But soon, they dispelled these impossible ideas.

"...You are not allowed to mention these words to anyone, including the leader and the great witch!" Madara said sternly.

Madara is a very powerful orc, and he was also a candidate for the leader of the previous term. He was just a little bit close to becoming the leader. Compared with his three sons, he is much more cunning. He has a feeling that the one named Wu Nuo's great witch bloodline, I'm afraid they didn't give these things for nothing.

Madara is very majestic at home, Lan Er and Bai Wei curled their lips, reluctantly agreeing.

After a while, Jin led Bai back.

After living in the "mansion-level" brick house of the Changhe Tribe, and then returning to his own messy stone house, Jin felt a little cramped. With strangers who don't have much friendship, Bai is not very talkative. After a few words of pleasantries, he will become a fat cat cub, nestling by the fire and taking a nap.

Duo'er's cooking skills are very, very average. The fresh dragon meat mixed with a little coarse salt and white sweet potato is half-cooked. Big Meow ate a few mouthfuls without interest, then stopped. I chose a slightly cleaner corner in the room, put on the animal skin blanket I brought, rolled into a hairy ball and began to sleep.

It was rare to have a full meal in so many days, and Jin Yi's family members were very sound asleep. No one noticed that the fat cat cub who was huddled in the corner quietly opened his eyes.

The albino human figure stuffed a herb into his mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it, then quietly threw a small packet of witch medicine wrapped in flexible leaves into the fire, accompanied by an unusually fresh Pleasant fragrance, the leaves burn out quickly, in sleep, smelling this pleasant fragrance, Jin Yi and his family fell asleep more soundly.

Bai Zhen carefully took out a green bead from the package and put it under Madara's nose for a moment, Madara slowly opened her eyes, the eyes were empty and without any focus.

Shiro lay next to his ear and whispered something, after he finished speaking, he took the beads away, Madara closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Bai put the beads and medicine into the cloth bag Wu Nuo sewed for him, tied the bag around his neck, turned back into a cat and beast, and left Jin's house.

In the Dashi tribe, the snow was everywhere, and his silver hair almost blended with the snow color. His speed was extremely fast, and he disappeared into the snow in the blink of an eye. The orc warriors who were in charge of the night watch were chatting and napping quietly around the big fire in the corner of the tribe sheltered from the wind, and no one noticed any abnormalities at all.

Coming out of the last house, the transparent beads were completely shattered into powder. Bai blew off the powder in his palm, turned back into a cat and beast, and rushed back to Jin's house like lightning. It turns out that something doesn't seem quite right with Kim's son.