The ceramic colander hit him on the forehead, and after the vibration, the ashes inside, which had not been blown away yet, leaked out and sprinkled all over Han Cheng's head and face.

There was a dull pain in my head, and one of my eyes was blinded.

Caught off guard by such an attack, Han Cheng subconsciously closed his eyes and turned his head to the side.

Then, by chance, my head got into the Kongming lantern, and the surroundings suddenly became a little dark.

"What the hell!"

Han Cheng yelled and reflexively scratched his head with both hands, trying to get rid of the thing that was attacking him.

After touching this thing with his hand, the panic in his heart was much less. Through the touch, he already knew what this thing was.

Damn it!

Isn't it more precise?

Han Cheng pulled his head out of the returning Kongming lantern, cursing angrily in his heart.

At the most crucial moment when I was trying to show off, you did this. Isn't this a deliberate attempt to sabotage me?

Han Dashenzi, who was so angry that he was embarrassed, wanted to throw this ignorant thing to the ground and kick him hard a few times to vent his anger.

After seeing the stone deformed in shock with its open eye, he forced himself to hold back his gaze.

“Here!”

He stuffed the Kongming lantern in his hand into Shitou's hand in a bad mood, and quickly used the back of his clean right hand to wipe his left eye which was stung by the ashes.

The roaring sounds like a tsunami gradually subsided, and the courtyard returned to peace again. It was even quieter than the previous time when watching the Kongming lanterns flying in the sky, and you could hear a pin drop.

The rest of the place was dark, but on the wall, where Han Cheng and his companions were staying, it was not dark at all. There was a fire lit there for lighting.

The flash was meant to allow people to see their movements clearly, but now...

Everyone was stunned when they saw the Son of God with black dust on his forehead, bending over and wiping his eyes with the back of his hand.

The change in style was too sudden, so sudden that even primitive people could not accept it and their jaws dropped to the ground.

After this feeling of astonishment lasted for a while, many people who had recovered from their shock began to hold back their laughter.

Although they knew it was not appropriate to have such emotions at this time, they didn't know why they couldn't help laughing when they saw the appearance of the Son of God on the wall.

The fear of the Son of God that had been caused by the Kongming lantern rising into the sky had also almost disappeared.

The Son of God is still the smart and wise Son of God who does not have too much airs. He has not become a high-handed being that makes people afraid to approach.

Everyone who discovered this breathed a sigh of relief and smiled even more.

Han Cheng wiped his eyes with saliva for a while and finally freed his eyes from the discomfort.

With his red eyes open, looking at the people who were trying to hold back their laughter, even though Han Cheng was thick-skinned enough, he still couldn't stand the embarrassment.

"Disperse, disperse!"

He seemed a little annoyed and waved his hands to ask everyone to disperse and go back to sleep.

I couldn't say a single word of the speeches I had prepared.

Everyone went back to their houses as instructed, with even bigger smiles on their faces.

Han Cheng was extremely depressed. Just by looking at the constipated expressions of these guys who were trying to hold back their laughter, he knew that what happened to him tonight would become a hot topic among them for some time to come.

What's so funny about this?

Isn't it just that the Kongming lantern hit his head and put his head back in? Is it worth being so happy?

A group of primitive people whose sense of humor is shockingly low.

A certain son of God with a dark and gray face was muttering indignantly to himself.

Turning around, Han Cheng saw Shitou holding a Kongming lantern and grinning foolishly, and he became furious.

If it wasn't for you kid, why would I make this Kongming lantern?

Also, you were so close to me, but you didn't help me just now? How dare you laugh now?

The unfortunate stone was soon taken out on by the angry and humiliated Han Dashenzi, and was slapped twice on the back of the head.

The two slaps not only failed to wipe away his smile, but made him smile even wider.

This guy is hopeless...

After Han Cheng gave this definition of stone, he angrily climbed down the ladder and went to the room where he lived.

I don't want to be associated with these guys who have no moral integrity, who don't know what the Son of God thinks and who worry about what the Son of God worries about...

The sunlight scattered on the ground, warming the land that had just experienced a cold winter, and making all things that had been silent for a whole winter gradually become lively.

Han Cheng took off his coat and stood in the ditch, holding a shovel in his hand, constantly shoveling the loose soil out of the ditch.

After shoveling all the soil, the small flower bed he completed independently was completely dug and could finally be built with stones.

There were footsteps outside the courtyard gate. Han Cheng turned around and saw Shitou coming back jogging with an excited look on his face.

His excitement came from the few long worms he was holding in his hands.

Ever since Han Cheng made a sky lantern out of snake skin and flew it into the sky, the snakes near the tribe have been in bad luck.

Everyone became trembling with fear, and would not even think of escaping if they were seen.

Among them, Shitou, the next witch who was not doing his job, was the most active and became the natural enemy of the snake.

Shitou has made up his mind to make a bigger Kongming lantern, preferably one that can accommodate people.

Han Cheng was also very excited. He did not have Shitou's ambition to fly to heaven. He was just simply happy about the delicate snake meat that he was about to eat.

As strips of snake skin accumulated, stones appeared in the foundation of the small flower bed, and gradually began to increase.

Eventually it emerged from the ground and continued to grow higher.

During this period of time, the green willows by the river sprouted buds as big as rice grains and then spread out.

The various flower buds that had been nurtured for a short time began to bloom, emitting bursts of subtle fragrance, tempting the noisy flower thieves of the Green Bird Tribe to go over and help the immobile ones "push their butts" so as to complete the feat of passing on their family line.

The returning swallows landed on the rope, chirping like the notes on the staff, discussing how to build their love nest.

Sister Bai Xue, who was already showing signs of being pregnant, took out the silkworm seeds she had treasured for a long time and carefully placed them in a winnowing basket filled with some young mulberry leaves, letting the warm sunlight awaken these sleeping little lives.

The land area of ​​the Qingque tribe is also constantly increasing. The turned land stretches lazily in the warm sunshine, waiting for the seeds to fall and give birth to life...

The trading groups far away from the tribe were also not idle. They were leading deer, leading dogs, holding weapons, carrying goods and stones, and continued to move forward, preparing to go to the next tribe.