Even more sinister things are yet to come.

After the wooden spikes were placed, Han Cheng found some not-too-thick wooden sticks and placed them over the mouth of the pit. He then covered them with leaves and other things. He then covered the leaves with a layer of net that had been woven by the tribesmen and was much larger than the hole.

The net is tied around with ropes and then tied firmly to a tree stump nailed near the trap.

The rope on the net is relatively long to ensure that the wild boar can reach the bottom of the pit after falling into it.

The reason for putting up this layer of net is that some wild beasts are really ferocious, especially in critical moments that endanger their lives, they can often burst out with extremely amazing power.

In order to prevent the wild boar from escaping again after falling into the trap, Han Cheng added an extra layer of net to restrain it.

This way, it will be much safer.

After the net was set up, a layer of fine soil was sprinkled on it, and some of the millet that had been harvested to dig the pit was covered on top of the new soil.

After some careful processing around it, it looks almost the same as before.

The eldest brother stood by and looked at this piece of land which seemed normal, slurping his teeth.

Isn’t this move of the Son of God too cruel?

But when I thought about the scene of the wild boar that had destroyed so many crops and was writhing in the water, I couldn't help laughing.

It is cruel, but not to his taste.

The witch also came over and kept reminding people not to come here, especially the children in the tribe, who were not allowed to get close to here.

It would be so sad if one of our own people got trapped in it accidentally.

After setting the trap here, Han Cheng, together with his senior brother, Shang and several other hunting experts, carefully surveyed the terrain on this side of the hillside, looking for traces.

In places where there is a high possibility of wild boars passing by, divide the group into several groups and arrange them as before.

However, the scale is not as large as the previous trap area.

When the sun was setting in the afternoon, all the traps were set and the people in the tribe carefully left the traps.

There are clear markings near these traps to prevent people from accidentally falling into the traps and getting hurt.

The golden sunlight shone down obliquely, and when the wind blew, the golden grains collided with each other, making a rustling sound, and then embraced each other like golden waves and went away into the distance.

On the walls of the tribe, many people were looking at this scene which they could never get enough of. The joy and satisfaction in their hearts could not be expressed in words.

Many people's eyes were fixed on the distant edge of the millet field, where there were things called traps that they had made to protect the millet.

Before, they were still worried that the wild boars would come again and destroy the fruits of their labor, but now, they are worried that these guys will not come.

Compared to the worries of other people in the tribe, Han Cheng seemed much calmer. It was not because he had any superpowers that could predict that the wild boar would definitely come, but because he remembered a local saying from his hometown in the future - "The old sow dug into the sweet potato cellar."

Usually, this sentence is often used to describe greedy children.

The family bought some delicious snacks, and the child just started eating them without stopping, and then this sentence would be said to him.

What this sentence means is that the pigs that have found the sweet potato cellar have tasted the sweetness, and will go there every few days to eat the sweet potatoes until all the sweet potatoes are eaten, or they are discovered and beaten up.

The Qingque tribe does not have a sweet potato cellar, but it has large fields of millet that are about to mature.

Now that these wild boars have discovered such a good place, they probably won't just eat once and then never come back again.

After all, they were eating happily last night and no one came to disturb them.

This is also the biggest reason why Han Cheng spent a lot of effort to set traps in the place where they had destroyed last night, while the traps set in other places were not as sophisticated.

Dusk gradually fell. After dinner, the tribesmen sat in the courtyard in groups of three or four, enjoying the comfort after the meal and the coolness of the night.

If there were some red Mars that flickered in the night sky, it would be even more fascinating...

There are few mosquitoes here because Han Cheng had people transplant a large number of calamus, mint and other plants with insect repellent properties in front of and behind the houses and beside the ditches by the river, and now they have spread.

Some people were looking up at the bright and mysterious starry sky, while others were climbing up the wall to look at the place where traps were set up at the edge of the millet field.

However, they were trapped in the darkness and could not see very far. They did not know whether they would get the expected harvest from the traps hidden in the darkness at the edge of the millet field.

“Son of God…”

Someone finally lost his patience and spoke up, wanting to light a torch made of pine resin and some linen scraps to go over and see if there was anything they could find in the trap.

Han Cheng refused with a smile.

The most important thing when setting a trap is to keep calm. No matter what you say, you cannot go over to take a look, otherwise it will easily alert the enemy and all your efforts will be wasted.

Everyone sat here for a while. In the dark night, there were no unusual sounds, so everyone went back to their rooms to sleep.

Some people who couldn't sleep continued to stand on the wall, looking into the invisible places...

In the room, a dim yellow light came on for a while and then went out. Han Cheng fell asleep hugging Bai Xuemei, who was as soft as a big teddy bear.

The night is getting darker...

“Bang, bang, bang…”

"Son of God! Son of God..."

A rather rapid knock on the door and shouting broke the silence of the night and suddenly sounded outside the door.

Han Cheng was frightened and woke up from his dream. After a little confusion, his mind became much clearer.

"What is it?"

"Son of God! There are wild boars screaming in the west. They must have fallen into a trap. Let's go and take a look..."

The voices of the eldest brother and Shang were heard, with uncontrollable excitement.

“Huh~”

Han Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be because of this matter.

"No one is allowed to go. Go back to bed!"

Han Cheng, whose sweet dream was disturbed, was a little grumpy after waking up. After giving the order, he lay down and continued to sleep while holding Bai Xue, who had also woken up and sat up.

These guys, they are all leaders, how can they be so impatient? Going out in the dark in the middle of the night, this is not reliable at all.

The two people outside the door were turned away, so they stood here for a while and had to turn around and leave, continuing to climb up the wall to listen to the noise coming from the other side, with excitement and impatience.

The feeling of knowing there is something to gain but not being able to go and see it is really uncomfortable, just like having a furry tail constantly teasing your heart.

Looking back at the house where the Son of God lived, which was still immersed in darkness, the two of them smiled bitterly at each other. While they were impressed that the Son of God was really able to stay calm and sleep, they could only suffer in this seemingly endless night, waiting for the arrival of dawn...