That night Chen was bitten by a wolf, and after the wolf was driven away by Junior Brother Sha, the wolf visited the Qingque tribe twice more in the following days, but because everyone was prepared, no casualties were caused.
There were not just one wolf but several that visited, a small wolf pack.
But since the big storm, these wolves have not appeared again.
Han Cheng speculated that they must have been frightened by the fierce storm and migrated to other places.
The wolf cub Fujiang and her mother must have encountered an accident on their migration route.
In any case, Fu Jiang was abandoned by her tribe, which is good news for Han Cheng.
Because at the beginning, he was always worried that the wolves would suddenly come back one day and take Fu away.
After such a long time, he finally let go of his worries.
The weather gradually turned cooler, and when the mountains and forests were dyed red, the last piece of wood in the wall of the tribe was removed.
Looking at this small world enclosed by thick walls, everyone in the tribe smiled sincerely, and some children even rolled around on the ground happily.
The half-grown Fu Jiang also jumped around randomly, and his tail behind his body shook from time to time.
After Han Cheng's tireless training over the past few months, Fu Jiang has completely learned the skill of wagging his tail, and it is gradually developing into an instinct.
This guy also successfully completed the first step of the transformation from wolf to dog...
Oh, no, it should be said that he has successfully taken a big step towards becoming a Level 2 Divine Beast Erha...
When Han Cheng directed his senior brothers to fix two doors made of thicker wooden sticks on the 'door axis' prepared in advance, and closed the two doors and inserted strong wooden sticks, the last loophole in this world was completely blocked.
From now on, this world truly became the private space of the Qingque tribe.
Here they can play as they please without worrying about sudden attacks from wild beasts.
The two gates were woven using the same technique as wooden rafts, but they were stronger and heavier than wooden rafts. In order to build these two gates, Bo was busy for more than a month!
From the start of construction to its completion today, this 1,100-meter-circumference wall took nearly five months to build!
During these five months, the people of the tribe suffered a lot, including these underage children.
But there are also many gains. In addition to this safe space, it is more of a training for these minors.
After several months of labor, the children as a whole seem to have become much calmer.
Even Han Cheng gained a lot.
After the gate was installed, a carnival began to brew in the tribe.
Fresh fish, dried salted fish, bacon that had been dried earlier as food reserves, and a few pieces of smoked meat were all taken out by the eldest brother and piled up high on a wooden raft specially used for food.
The fire was lit, and a large vat used as a pot was placed on the fire. Half of the vat was filled with clean water, and the rest was the washed salted fish.
The pickled bacon and smoked meat were roasted on sticks over the fire, and the aroma lingered in the air.
The flames danced, illuminating faces that were some old, some determined, and some young.
There was a smile on their faces that came from the heart. Compared with the previous smile that was simply because they had food to eat, there seemed to be something more in this smile.
This carnival was different from the previous ones. It was held in a place they had just built, which the Son of God called the 'courtyard'.
After several months of continuous consumption during the construction of the wall, the fallen trees in the courtyard were basically left with only thick trunks and some thick branches that could not be helped.
They pried the tree trunks aside with sticks as thick as bowls, clearing a large open space at the entrance of the cave.
The carnival took place in this open space.
The food tonight was rich enough for everyone to eat to their heart's content. Even Fu Jiang, the half-grown wolf cub, was so full that he rolled his eyes.
The steady witch gesticulated and spoke a long speech in a mixture of tribal language and Mandarin, and then he couldn't stop grinning.
I laughed so hard that tears came out of my eyes...
Led by the witch, everyone stood up and respectfully called out to Han Cheng, who was laughing and scolding as the bloated general rubbed his belly, "Son of God." Then they placed their right hands on their left chests and bowed respectfully...
The stars are shining brightly, the night breeze is blowing gently, and in the cool weather, fireflies are flying in from the riverside, as if they also want to join in this joyful carnival.
The people of the Green Bird Tribe deserve this carnival. After working hard for several months, they have reason to celebrate themselves with such a carnival!
The sun, which seemed much gentler, rose from the east and then climbed all the way to the top of the head. The Qingque tribe, which was already bustling with activity in the past, was now still and quiet.
Most people were still sleeping, but a few woke up and quietly came out of the cave, basking in the warm sunshine, looking at the courtyard they had built with their own hands with contentment.
Once the tense body and mind relaxed, fatigue would surge up like water. It was not until the afternoon that the Qingque tribe opened their eyes sleepily.
After the wall was built, the entire tribe rested for three days. On the fourth day, the eldest brother and his companions went to pick fruits with their tools.
After all, autumn is a season for storing food.
However, compared with their previous all-out efforts, the Qingque tribe seems to be much more relaxed this year.
Not to mention the fresh fish in the river, just the large amount of dried salted fish stored in the tribe is enough for them to eat for a long time.
However, the eldest brother still led the people of the tribe to the orchard that was occupied by other tribes last year.
The eldest brother was very unwilling to see the orchard where they had picked fruits for many years being occupied by someone else. It was not just about food, but also about face.
Even though he knew the chances of winning this time were not very high, he still wanted to give it a try!
Of course, he did not tell the witch or the Son of God about this matter, but just made an excuse that he was going somewhere else to pick fruit.
Han Cheng had heard of a saying before, called "the wind follows a line", which means that where strong winds pass on land, the area they affect will not be particularly wide, and the most central area is usually only a few miles to a dozen miles away.
The strong wind blew past, as if drawing a line on the ground.
The same was true of the storm that the Qingque tribe encountered a few months ago.
The Qingque tribe happened to be on the path of the storm, so the nearby areas were devastated especially badly; areas further away were not as badly damaged.
The orchard was inevitably affected by the storm, and the fruit was not as abundant as in previous years, but the ones on the trees were enough for the Qingque tribe to use.
(This is the last time I ask for votes this week, seriously, if it’s not, hit me - Mo Shoubai was so dizzy from practicing Taoism last night)