"Son of God! Son of God!"

Han Cheng was making tiles with Heiwa when they suddenly heard voices calling out "Son of God" one after another.

The voice was full of anxiety and panic. Han Cheng was startled and turned his head to look. He saw several people rushing out from the gate of the wall, running towards this side and shouting anxiously.

Could it be that that ignorant tribe is coming again?

If that's the case, then things will be troublesome, as many people are still working in the quarry!

Thinking of this, he stood up without even throwing the clay in his hand, turned his head and looked around quickly. Except for a few birds waiting to eat fish not far away that were startled by the sudden sound, there were no other changes, and there was no sign of outsiders.

Han Chengxin calmed down a little, and shouted to Heiwa and the other two tile makers, "Run!"

Then he ran towards the gate without looking back.

No matter what happened, Han Cheng thought, he had to run inside the wall and close the gate first.

Heiwa and the other two were looking at the Son of God who was running faster than a rabbit. They looked at each other in surprise, showing that they were somewhat surprised that the Son of God with his short legs could run so fast!

After being distracted for a moment, they quickened their pace, following the steps of the Son of God and rushed quickly towards the gate of the tribe.

"Son of God! Son of God!"

The people who had escaped from the tribe were still running towards this side, shouting loudly as they ran.

The voice was urgent.

As they got closer, Han Cheng recognized the people: it was Junior Brother Sha and Mu Tou and a few others.

“What…what happened?!”

Han Cheng asked loudly, panting.

“People…people…!”

Someone over there was shouting anxiously.

When Han Cheng heard this, he immediately became anxious. It turned out that people from other tribes had come!

I didn't see it, it might be in the other two directions of the wall.

While he was anxious, he also wanted to curse at the behavior of Junior Brother Sha and others. They knew that there were enemies coming, so why didn't they bring weapons when they came out!

Heiwa and others caught up from behind, and one of them pulled the Son of God's hand and ran forward.

When the two sides met, there was no time to say much. Junior Brother Sha and the others turned around and rushed towards the courtyard gate together.

"Where are the people?!"

Han Cheng spoke as he ran.

“That…there”

Junior Brother Sha pointed his hand directly towards the gate of the tribe.

Han Cheng's heart skipped a beat again. The enemy had attacked the courtyard without making any noise? !

He hurriedly ran into the courtyard, but didn't find anyone else. There was no one on the low walls on both sides except the guards.

Han Cheng asked Junior Brother Sha where the people were, and Junior Brother Sha pointed at the cave anxiously.

Han Cheng's eyes widened instantly.

Are they so cruel? Not only did they sneak into the tribe without making any noise, but they also occupied the cave?

Who is this person? How can he be so powerful? Could he be a time traveler with a firearm equipped with a silencer?

Junior Brother Sha is in such a hurry to find me and bring me back. Is he asking me to perform a miracle and kill these invaders?

Han Cheng was running while thinking wildly.

"Son of God! Son of God!"

People poured out of the cave again, led by the eldest brother who was the leader. As soon as he came out, he saw Han Cheng who was half pulled and half driven by Heiwa and the other man and was flying towards him at a fast speed. He couldn't help but show joy on his face, and hurriedly took a few steps forward and shouted.

Han Cheng felt relieved when he saw this. It seemed that someone was not attacking, but something else happened.

"What's going on?"

Han Cheng asked again.

The eldest brother didn't have time to say much, he just signaled Han Cheng to go to the cave quickly...

There were a lot of people gathered in the cave. When they saw Han Cheng coming in, they quickly stood up and made way for him.

Han Cheng was shocked when he saw the situation inside and quickly quickened his pace.

Not far from the bonfire that the Qingque tribe kept lit all year round, a man was lying on the ground. He was one of the two old primitive men who were responsible for taking care of the fire all year round.

Wu squatted beside him, and from time to time he used his hand to feel his breath, with a heavy and helpless look on his face.

He was old and had seen many life and death situations, so he was much calmer than the others when faced with such a situation, but he was still sad in his heart. After all, this man was from their Qingque tribe and was much older than him.

Wu shook his head slightly. According to his previous experience, this primitive man called Huoyi by the Son of God would obviously not survive.

After making this judgment, he suddenly remembered the Son of God, the man who had brought countless miracles, and hurriedly sent people to look for him to see if Huo Yi's life could be saved.

The witch raised his head and said nothing, but looked at the Son of God who was coming with some longing.

Han Cheng hurriedly walked over to Huo Yi, who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed.

When he looked down, he saw that Huo Yi's old face was flushed, his body and face were covered with sweat, and there were many prickly heat on the exposed skin.

Han Cheng stretched out his hand to feel Huo Yi's breath. Huo Yi really seemed to be on fire, and the air that came out of his nostrils was scalding!

This must be heat stroke!

Looking at the fire not far away, Han Cheng hurriedly asked someone to carry the fire to the ventilated place at the entrance of the cave, and ordered someone to bring a basin of cold water and a bowl of boiled water with some salt in it.

When the eldest brother and others saw the Son of God coming, they did not squat there and shake their heads like Wu, but immediately asked them to do things. They were very happy and hurried to do what Han Cheng ordered.

Although Huo Yi is old, he and Huo Er take turns to look after the fire every day to ensure that the tribe's fire source is not extinguished. His contribution is not small. Even if he can't do anything, they don't want him to die like this.

Han Cheng asked people to move away and clear the vent, then he untied some of the leather covering Huoyi's body, used his hands dipped in cold water to wipe his body to cool him down, and asked people to give her boiled water with some salt.

There is no copper at this time. If there is copper, using it to scrape her back should make her feel better. A bowl of mung bean soup would also make her feel better...

But now there is nothing, this is all he can do...

Han Cheng couldn't help sniffing as he wiped Huo Yi's body with cold water. Looking at the numerous prickly heat rash on Huo Yi's body, he felt a little uncomfortable.

The two old primitive people have a very weak presence in the Qingque tribe, and usually few people visit them, and Han Cheng is the same.

Now that something has happened and she may not survive, everyone suddenly realizes the significance of their existence and how much the tribe will lose if they leave.

It is often like this: when you have it, you don’t think it’s a big deal, but once you lose it, you realize that the things you had before and didn’t care much about are actually very important.