After the Shuren tribe's affairs, Ye Xi went to the Falcon tribe to find the black thorns, and to the Falcon tribe to find the Hui falcon, and the three recounted the past.

Hei Thorn and Uighur were very excited when they saw Ye Xi, their friends who thought they were dead suddenly appeared in front of them, and the ecstasy was beyond words.

Especially the Black Thorn, who fell into the angry river with Ye Xi that day, only to be rescued in the end, the sadness and pain were much deeper than that of the Uyghur.

The three of them ate and chatted around the campfire in the dinosaur forest as before.

Ye Xi talked about the experience of traveling outside these days, and showed the map he drew to them.

Hei Thorn and Uyghur looked at the map and were amazed. They had a general understanding of the outside world, and they knew that the outside world was so big and so wonderful.

In particular, the so-called super tribe is simply unheard of. The Lei tribe, which can hunt in the devastating sandstorms, and the incredibly prosperous Jiugong tribe, are really exciting and longing for people to look forward to. Go and take a look.

Ye Xi didn't tell them too long, so he said goodbye to them the next day. This place is too close to Tushan, he is already excited and can't wait to go back.

"Huh—"

The big buzzard spread its huge wings and flew over the snow-capped mountains, with sharp eyes staring at the front.

Ye Xi was sitting on the back of the big buzzard, his clothes were blown by the gust of wind, and his cheeks were chilled, but his eyes were looking forward without focus, obviously distracted.

The snow-capped mountains are vast and boundless, even if it takes a while to fly, but his mind seems to have reached Tushan.

Ye Xi thought of Tushan blankly.

I wonder if there will be enemies looking at the valley to attack it. Although Tushan's strength is not strong, with the Ye Tribe and the Aphid Tribe, the three tribes together should not be a major problem.

But will there be minor casualties?

Hunting is risky after all. No one knows what will happen during hunting. Will anyone familiar with it die this year?

Cone, Cangpan, Uncle Yong, Uncle Pu, and Mink, don't know if they are good, have they sacrificed in the hunt? Ye Xi thought nervously.

Also, he became the witch of the Xia tribe, and the people in Tushan didn't know what reaction he heard. Will they be sad, or will they blame themselves? When they leave again, they will definitely keep themselves, right? Then how should I persuade them?

Feeling cowardly near hometown, as the distance drew closer, Ye Xi reversed his previous eagerness, but didn't want to go back, wishing the big buzzard slower.

And Broken Ling sitting behind Ye Xi was actually very nervous. He was also afraid. He was afraid that Ye Xi would leave the Xia tribe after returning to his tribe. He would give up his identity as a witch and stay in Tushan as a warrior, but he could do nothing. He could only pray to his ancestors in his heart and pray The ancestors must keep their witches.

Only quack was still heartless, his eyelids drooping, and he even took a nap on the back of the big buzzard.

*

Tushan valley.

Just after the rainy season, the land in the valley was soaked wet by rain, the trees were more verdant and taller, the grass turned into a rich dark green, and there were small and delicate wild flowers blooming quietly on the grass, a vibrant look.

The farmland is full of neat corngrass. After the rainy season, the corngrass drew out small ears, and when the breeze blew across the farmland, it made a pleasant rustling sound.

Chat! Chat!

The birds flew across the sky, but instead of pecking at the grain grass in the farmland, they flew one after another towards a nearby dwarf tree.

This dwarf tree doesn't look very good. The vermilion fruit is sparse, the leaves are drooping, and the roots are soaked white with water, making it look sick.

Wearing a green leaf-veined skirt stood on the edge of the shrub, stroking the leaf with pity and gentleness, preparing to treat it with witchcraft.

Now that the stagnant water at the foot of the mountain hasn't completely faded away, probably as deep as a calf, the people of the Eye tribe and the Ye tribe stayed in the Tushan valley first at the kind invitation of the Tushan people, and did not rush back.

On the grass, people coming and going are busy drying the fish.

They have an orderly and methodical division of labor.

Some people handle fresh fish by the river water. They skillfully scrape the fish scales, then cut open the fish belly, take out the internal organs, and rinse the fish in the river water before putting them in a basket.

Some people are responsible for stringing the cleaned fish with straw ropes, picking up the baskets to the wooden shelf, and hanging them one by one on the wooden shelf.

These fish were all fished by people from the three tribes digging holes on the ice when the great cold wave came. Hundreds of fish tanks and Star Algae Lake can’t be raised, so I decided to dry the rest.

This year has passed, everyone has gained a lot.

The thin faces of those women have become rounded, the dented belly of the children has become bulging, and even the soldiers have become burly and taller, and they look very powerful.

Everyone's faces are ruddy, full of hope and joy for the future, and they are both quick and vigorous in their work.

The wooden shelves soon ran out of use, and the burly Aphid immediately cut the wood without a word.

The more dexterous Ye tribe people helped tie the wood into a simple frame~lightnovelpub.net~The open space of Tushan Valley was covered with wooden shelves everywhere, and there was a fishy smell everywhere.

Star Algae Lake.

The chief and Putai stood on the lakeshore.

During this year, the star algae reproduced extremely fast because there was no shortage of food. The original star algae lake was no longer big enough, and it was expanded by about three acres.

The shining star algae swims actively in the lake, just like a star falling into the lake, so beautiful.

But Chief Tushan and Putai didn't look at them. Instead, they all stared at a fat fish that was more than half a meter long in the lake.

This big fish has bright and shiny red scales. Its lips and four long beards are as majestic as a lion. With its wide open mouth and a powerful tail, a few star algae around it are swallowed.

"Eat more, eat more."

The chief didn't feel distressed at all watching the fatty fish eat star algae like this, but was relieved: "The red treasure fish is delicious, and Ye Xi will definitely like it when he comes back."

They caught this red treasure during the rainy season. They only caught two of them. After eating one, they found it very delicious, so they decided to raise the other one and leave it to Ye Xi.

Pu Tai smiled and said: "Ye Xi is not like we only know that adding salt and boiling, he will definitely be able to come up with a more delicious way to eat."

The chief smiled deeper thinking about the past, "Yes, he does the most, and even eats can make many flowers we can't even think of..."

Having said this, the chief looked up at the high and clear sky, with a look of melancholy in his eyes, and muttered:

"You said, it's been almost a year, why isn't Ye Xi coming back..."

Pu Tai sighed, did not answer, and looked at the distant sky with him.

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