"What's going on?"

Han Cheng frowned slightly and asked anxiously and worriedly.

"I don't know. I used to come back by this time..."

Tietou also seemed anxious.

Apart from Han Cheng, Tietou, who cuts grass and feeds deer by profession, is the one who is closest to the deer in the tribe.

Han Cheng put down the cloth and went towards the gate with Tietou.

Wu, the eldest brother and other people from the Qingque tribe have also received the news, and they all gathered at the gate.

The already large deer pen now seemed even more empty because Grandpa Deer and his companions had not returned. A feeling of worry and anxiety spread throughout the Qingque tribe.

“When did the deer leave?”

Han Cheng asked.

"Same as usual."

Tietou answered.

Han Cheng felt a little worried.

Since arriving at the Qingque tribe and starting to graze the deer, the herd has only returned late twice. One time was after the beginning of spring in the third year of Qingque, when the old deer and the young deer, feeling the spring in the air, were so engrossed in their activities that they forgot themselves. The other time was now.

It's winter now, and neither humans nor animals are as restless as they are in spring. Even if Mr. Deer is in high spirits for a second spring, it shouldn't be at this time, and it shouldn't take so long.

At this time, unlike spring, animals migrate as they should, hibernate as they should, and all that is left are hunters who seize the last opportunity and try to stock up on supplies for the winter.

No matter whether it is the ferocious beasts that are not uncommon in this era, or the primitive people who are no simpler than wild beasts, when the deer that only eat grass face them, they are just prey, and no matter how they transform, they will not become hunters.

"Where is Fujiang?"

Han Cheng asked again.

"They didn't come back together."

Han Cheng's heart was gripped again.

He had met Fu Jiang, Uncle Lu and others not long after he arrived here. It would be a lie to say that he had no feelings for them.

And with the development of agriculture in the Qingque tribe, the role of deer has become more and more important. Now they haven't come back, this...

Thinking of this, Han Cheng felt a little more at ease.

There is no longer only one Fu Jiang now. There are five Little Fu Jiangs who have grown to be almost the same size as him. Even if he really encounters danger, he is not without the ability to fight.

To put it another way, even if they were defeated, based on the number of the deer and their luck, there shouldn't be any that can't come back.

Now that no one has returned, things may not be as bad as we thought.

Han Cheng comforted himself in his heart.

"Son of God, I'll go out and look for him..."

"Yes, let's go out and look for it..."

The firelight flickered, the cold air bit, and in the somewhat silent and tense atmosphere, Shang, Junior Brother Sha and others spoke.

The growing number of deer is of great importance to everyone in the tribe, and everyone is concerned if they don't come back.

“I can’t go…”

Before Han Cheng could answer, the eldest senior brother took the lead in expressing his opinion.

His reason was still that it was too dangerous at night and safety came first.

“Son of God…”

Everyone turned their eyes to Han Cheng, waiting for his decision.

Han Cheng was silent for a while.

To go out or not to go out, that is indeed a difficult question.

“Wuwuwu…”

“Yo yo…”

He didn't feel awkward for long. Before he could make a decision, a familiar voice came from the darkness outside the wall.

There are dogs and there are deer.

The depressing atmosphere was suddenly broken, and everyone felt relieved.

When the gate opened, the first to come was Fu Jiang, the guy who followed the deer all day long. He brought the five little Fus with him, jumping and dancing around Han Cheng, wagging their tails.

Looking at how lively they are, you can tell that there is nothing serious going on.

When Fu Jiang and his men were circling around Han Cheng, Uncle Lu also came in.

He rubbed his big face against Han Cheng and walked towards the deer pen without saying a word, followed by a group of younger brothers, looking very arrogant.

After confirming that the deer had returned, the gate was locked from the inside.

Han Cheng and his companions came to the deer pen, lit a fire and checked the number of deer to see if they were injured.

As the bonfire lit and Han Cheng and his companions talked, a few deer in the deer pen moved restlessly and hid in the corners.

Han Cheng frowned slightly. This group of deer must have suffered some attack. Otherwise, they were used to seeing people, so they shouldn't be so panicked when facing him and others!

"one two three……"

Han Chengxin calmed down slightly and began to count the number of deer.

"Forty-six?"

Han Cheng said in surprise.

"Son of God, how many are missing?"

Someone nearby asked anxiously.

Han Cheng shook his head and said nothing. According to this result, the number of deer in his tribe not only did not decrease, but increased.

Han Cheng thought about this and secretly felt that his arithmetic skills were getting worse and worse.

Even simple counting is wrong.

Including the big deer and the fawns, there should be no more than forty-one deer in total. Even if I count the three sheep among the deer, there should be forty-four. Where did the forty-six come from?

Or forty-six?

Han Cheng's eyes widened.

What's going on? Why are there so many deer all of a sudden?

"The Son of God is the forty-six deer."

After counting four times and the number was forty-six each time, Han Cheng still couldn't believe the result, so he called Shi Tou, the person with the best arithmetic in the tribe besides himself, to count.

The result is still forty-six!

What is going on?

Not only Han Cheng was puzzled, but all the tribesmen who knew the reason were also puzzled.

According to today's situation, many of them are mentally prepared for the reduction in the number of deer herds.

But the result now is that not only did the number of deer not decrease, but there were five more!

This result is really unbelievable.

Did all five does give birth today?

So not only did the herd come back late, but there were five extra deer?

Han Cheng thought so and began to look among the deer, but he did not see any fawn that looked like it was just born today.

Is it them?

Han Cheng looked at the deer that seemed a little out of place and not as calm as the other deer.

I counted them and there were exactly five.

"Did you kidnap this?"

Han Cheng, surprised and delighted, came to Uncle Lu who was lying on the ground to rest, turned Uncle Lu's head and asked.

In response to Han Cheng's question, Uncle Lu's only answer was a cold snort.

"Hahaha……"

Han Cheng couldn't help laughing.

Like humans, animals that live in groups also have the habit of living in groups.

Han Cheng still remembers that in later life, the few pigeons he raised were seduced away by a large flock of pigeons from other people's homes.

But what I didn’t expect was that when he got here, Mr. Deer actually caught five adult deer at once.

“Great skill!”

After checking and finding that all five deer were female, Han Cheng patted Mr. Deer on the head and gave him a thumbs up in praise.