It can be seen from the broken leg that it was bitten off.

Some animals, such as wolves and weasels, will choose to bite off their own legs in order to survive when their feet are trapped and they cannot run away.

But the leg in Han Cheng's hand was obviously not bitten off by its owner himself.

The rabbit's three-lobed mouth and large front teeth that grow specifically for eating vegetarian food can actually chew its own bones...

"Walk."

Han Cheng gave the rabbit leg to the lucky general who was waiting eagerly on the side, untied the rope from the tree stump, then called out to everyone and walked forward along the ditch.

Even if the rabbit flies away, at least it can prove to everyone in the tribe that the rabbit set is indeed useful, and the most embarrassing result will not happen.

Wu took the rope that had once tied a rabbit's leg from Han Cheng and looked at it from time to time.

He stretched out the noose above, put one of his hands inside, and pulled the rope with the other hand. The noose tightened. The more force he used, the tighter it tightened. The blood vessels on the back of the witch's hand swelled up...

Wu Kan played with the rope, and the more he played, the more he was amazed. Why couldn't he come up with such a good idea? The Son of God, he is still the Son of God...

Han Cheng didn't know what Wu was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely think of the saying "Your uncle is still your uncle" from later generations, although it was not appropriate to use it here.

"rabbit!"

After checking two empty rabbit traps and walking to the third one, the sharp-eyed Tietou was the first to shout in a low voice, and at the same time he couldn't help but tighten the stone sickle in his hand, ready to chase the rabbit.

The rest of the people were mostly the same; they didn't want to let go of the food once it was in their mouths.

The surprise of suddenly seeing the rabbit made them temporarily forget the existence of the rabbit set.

Han Cheng looked at the obviously excited people, smiled, and said to Tietou: "Bring it up."

Tietou responded and ran there quickly.

The others also ran over there, ready to take action to deal with the rabbit if it was not caught by the rabbit trap set by the Son of God.

"Alive!"

Seeing these guys so excited, Han Cheng, who was worried that something might happen to the rabbit, quickly added another sentence.

The rabbit, which had been squatting there quietly, was frightened. It kicked its legs on the ground, jumped up, and prepared to escape.

However, it forgot that there was a rope around one of its hind legs.

"Baji."

The rabbit bounced up and was pulled by the stretched rope, and fell heavily into the grass. Before it could resist again, Iron Head had already come down from above.

After the frightened rabbit dodged twice, Tietou no longer confronted the rabbit head-on. He grabbed the rope tied to the wooden stake, pulled up the stake along with it, and raised his hand, and the struggling rabbit left the ground.

"Godson! Rabbit! Rabbit!"

Tietou climbed out of the shallow ditch nimbly, holding the rabbit that was jumping in the air high, and shouted excitedly to Han Cheng and Wu.

The others who followed him were also excited like him.

Looking at the excited crowd and the fat hare, Han Cheng selectively forgot Tietou's call of the Son of God as a rabbit.

Han Cheng took the fat rabbit from Tietou, looked at it for a while, and then gave it to Wu.

Wu, the number one rabbit lover of the Qingque tribe, held the rabbit by its ears and smiled unwillingly.

"Son of God!"

The witch put the rabbit in her left hand, put her right hand on her left chest, and bowed respectfully to Han Cheng to express her respect.

Although the rabbit in his left hand kept bouncing around, destroying some of the solemnity, Wu's admiration was genuine.

Because he thought of the fish cages that ensured the Qingque tribe had enough food and clothing.

This kind of noose is just like a fish cage. You just need to put it outside and ignore it. You can come back the next day to pick up the prey that has surrendered obediently. Compared with the previous hunting methods of chasing, shouting, throwing..., using a rabbit snare to catch prey is just like picking it up effortlessly!

Thinking of this, it would be strange if he was not excited.

This is the Son of God. Many of his seemingly playful actions will bring great benefits to the tribe!

With this rabbit suit, the food of their Qingque tribe will be more abundant in the future!

"Son of God!"

The others also shouted respectfully and excitedly.

Han Cheng waved his hand to tell everyone not to be polite, and then led everyone towards the next rabbit trap with a smile on his face. This rabbit trap was quite face-saving, not only did it not embarrass him, but it made him look cool invisibly.

Although other protagonists usually pretend in front of the emperor, ministers, fighting emperors, holy sons, and goddesses, while the ones he pretends to be are a group of primitive people, which is quite embarrassing in comparison, Han Cheng still enjoys it.

Maybe this is the reason why "a good mouth is worse than a good arm and a good leg". After all, no one doesn't like others to praise him or her. If you don't like it, it can only be said that your praise is not sincere enough, or the way is wrong...

Han Cheng's mood became better, not because he showed off in front of the people from the Qingque tribe again, but because the guy who had intercepted the rabbit before was found.

“Oh…”

The fox who was waiting in the trap for the rabbit and got a free breakfast had no idea that he would end up like the rabbit which he had eaten half of, also trapped and unable to struggle.

Han Cheng doesn't want to raise a fox because this creature has a very strong body odor and is also quite cunning.

So after this fox realized that it couldn't run away, it started farting and lying on the ground whimpering, acting pitiful. Its life ended there.

Han Cheng is now a ferocious primitive man. He is not a scholar who lives in an ancient temple, lights a solitary lamp, holds a book of sages, reads while looking out the window, expecting a beautiful fox fairy to come and do good things with him. Naturally, he will not let go of this prey that is in his mouth, expecting it to transform into a beautiful woman in time and come to thank him with her body.

In the eyes of primitive people, this is a crying monster whose meat can be eaten and whose skin can be worn...

Han Cheng looked at the half of the hare that was left, and wanted to say something to the dead fox: not only is there no free lunch in the world, but breakfast is not free either.

The surprises that the rabbit suit brought to Han Cheng and the people of the Green Bird tribe did not end there, and even bigger surprises were yet to come.

Looking at the colorful pheasant that Heiwa was holding upside down in his hand, Han Cheng's smile became even more intense. This was something he had been thinking about for a long time, and he didn't expect to get it in this way.

Tea eggs, preserved eggs, poached eggs, fried eggs, egg soup... Han Cheng couldn't help drooling when he thought of the various ways of eating eggs in later generations. If someone saw him like this at this moment, he would definitely be laughed at for not being able to afford tea eggs.