Traveling through the primitive world: I was a priest in the tribe

In the blink of an eye, a month passed.

Ji Lang finally figured out his golden finger.

Everything he brought with him, whether supplies or food, could be refreshed in his tent and backpack to the same state it was before entering this world.

However, there must be some surplus, such as the greens and two tomatoes he bought. On the third day after coming to this world, he ate all the greens and one tomato.

The vegetables never refreshed again, but the tomatoes refreshed into two. Even if he didn't eat them, he just took one and put it outside the tent. It would refresh again the next day, so he would have three tomatoes.

With the help of this golden finger, Ji Lang transformed the engineer shovel into several tools.

Although he didn't find a good cave, Ji Lang dug an underground residence on the mountainside based on the wilderness survival videos he had watched. It was less than 20 square meters, but it was enough for him to survive alone.

The most important thing is the good location. There is a cliff below, which he dug and cut off, built wooden steps, and transplanted some weeds and saplings next to it to cover the steps. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell that someone lives here. The safety factor is maximum.

In just one month, Ji Lang's skin became more than one degree darker. Before, he was envied by the girls in his class because he could stay tanned no matter how much he sunbathed and had skin with few pores. Now, he looks healthy.

Even the palms of my hands have been covered with calluses from working with various tools all day long.

He reached out and grabbed the pheasant out of the trap. It had just fallen in and was injured but not dead yet, just bleeding a little. For fear of attracting other carnivores, Ji Lang buried the trap directly with soil.

Anyway, it’s not difficult to dig a new one. Besides, the harvest from the traps a few days ago was pretty good. Recently, these rabbits and pheasants have learned to be smart. The last time they ate meat other than ham was ten days ago when they just moved into the earth house.

Carrying the pheasant to the river, Ji Lang walked around the river while setting up the pot to boil water.

One was to check if there was any danger, and the other was to see if he could catch a fish. There were not many fish in the river and they were difficult to catch. In order to catch the kitten he had just picked up the day before, he even specially carved a simple harpoon out of bamboo.

Whether Miaozi can drink fish soup depends on today.

Unfortunately, he still didn't catch any fish until the water boiled.

Ji Lang felt that the animals here were much smarter than he had imagined. For example, although a few rabbits and pheasants in the mountains were caught at the beginning, very few fell into traps later.

There are also fish in this river. They look stupid but swim very fast. They like to hide in all kinds of nooks and crannies and are very difficult to catch.

After shaking off the water on his hands, the fish soup was gone, so Miaozi could only continue to feed him porridge, but he could add some chicken soup.

His way of processing pheasants was simple and violent. He scalded them with hot water, plucked all the feathers, burned the skin, dug out all the internal organs and buried them.

Rinse it in river water.

He wrapped the pheasant with leaves from a large tree, tied it up, and put it in his bag and carried it on his back. Then Ji Lang went to pick a handful of ferns, carried some firewood on his back, and went home briskly.

He could run up and down the mountain several times a day. Now he didn't have to spend much effort climbing the mountain road. It was like walking in his own backyard. He returned to the hut and put his bag and knife inside. He also carried the firewood to the corridor behind the hut. This was specially dug by Ji Lang for heating the kang. Living underground was a bit damp, so he dug a kang to burn at the beginning.

But after all, there were no bricks, so the so-called kang was actually just a hollow earth box with very thick walls. To prevent it from collapsing while sleeping, Ji Lang mixed some mud and painted the outside. So he burned a lot of firewood every day, but the kang was still not very warm and could only remove moisture.

Fortunately, the temperature has been rising slowly during this period. At the beginning, it was a bit cold to cover myself with two layers of quilts at night, but these two days, I just need to cover myself with a blanket.

I took a look under the kang and saw some scattered sparks. I added two more pieces of firewood and soon saw smoke coming out of the chimney.

There is a small hole about one person tall on the side of the aisle, which is a temporary toilet dug by Jilang.

Although I encountered many problems and couldn't use Baidu with my mobile phone, I finally created my own little world after many setbacks.

When he first slept in this little world, Ji Lang had the illusion that he had dug a grave for himself...

Jiro fixed the roof with tree trunks and then brushed it with two thick layers of mud, and camouflaged it with leaves and hay on the top. There was no light in the house, except for the stairs he dug at the door.

So the first thing Ji Lang did when he entered the room was to turn on the flashlight fixed on the wall, and then took a look at the kitten who was sleeping soundly in the blanket on the kang.

It's a lot bigger than when I first picked it up.

One morning half a month ago, he went to the river to fetch water and saw something floating on the river from afar. When the thing came closer, Ji Lang realized it was a tabby cat kitten, a small ball, no bigger than the palm of his hand. He thought it was dead. When he turned to leave, he heard a faint and miserable "meow".

He liked small animals, and since this place was deserted, he needed some company, so he picked one up.

After checking, the little guy had no external injuries. His belly was bulging from being fed a lot of water. Judging from his teeth, he looked only one or two months old. He was very thin, especially his fur, which was wet and stuck to his skin, making him look even thinner. His big eyes took up most of his face. At first glance, he looked a little scary and a little pitiful.

After more than ten days of careful care, the little guy was finally no longer sick and had grown a lot, which made Ji Lang very pleased.

Now it feels like a warm little ball of fur.

I looked at the water in the pot and saw that it was enough, so I didn't need to make another trip.

It was not long since he had breakfast, so he wasn’t hungry yet, but Ji Lang still boiled some water because the kitten would be hungry soon.

I used his set of pots to boil water. Thanks to this set of pots, otherwise I would have to carve something to store water myself.

There is a small stove just after the entrance, which is very convenient for boiling water and cooking. There is a small chimney, but there is still a lot of smoke when cooking, so the door has to be open. If the door is open, the smell of food will spread out, which is still a bit dangerous.

Ji Lang thought that this hut was just a temporary shelter and he would have to find a more reliable place sooner or later. It was okay now that the weather was getting warmer, but he was worried that he would freeze to death in the winter.

At noon, I chopped up half a chicken and added two potatoes. In this month, Ji Lang has saved a lot of potatoes using the golden finger. At least now he has enough potatoes and won't starve to death.

The kitten ate the batter with chicken soup with great relish. The batter splashed everywhere when he licked it, and he almost turned himself into a noodle cat.

Seeing that it had eaten a lot but was still not satisfied, its little belly was bulging. Ji Lang did not dare to feed it anymore. The more it eats, the more it will excrete. This little thing has already eaten up a lot of blankets.

Use the special towel for Miaozi to wipe him clean and put him on the kang.

After cleaning up, Ji Lang sat on the kang and used bamboo to sharpen arrows. The kitten, who had been lying in the corner of the kang, carefully came over and jumped onto Ji Lang's thigh. It turned around a few times and found a suitable place to curl up and snored comfortably.

Ji Lang found it somewhat funny. This little creature was usually reserved and tsundere when he wanted to touch it, and would act fiercely if he was touched. But as long as he did something serious, he would come running over to make trouble.

So he simply put down the knife and bamboo in his hands and took a nap with the kitten in his arms.

After waking up, I went to the mountain to dig a few traps, and wandered around in the forest with a slingshot for a while, but didn't get much.

Fortunately, we found a field of marigolds. Although this plant has a bad smell, it can repel snakes.

As for why Ji Lang knew all this, we have to talk about some things from his childhood.

One evening when he was seven years old, the sky was a little darker than usual. Jilang’s grandmother was kneading dough in the kitchen and was worried about rain, so she shouted.

"Xiao Lang, go put the rope hanging on the wall outside the door into the utility room. The rope will become unusable if it gets exposed to too much rain."

Ji Lang, who was playing with a puppy in the yard, responded.

Run outside with the puppy.

The place where the rope was hung was a bit high for a seven-year-old child, so when Ji Lang saw the ball on the ground in the dim light, he did not subconsciously look at the place where the rope was originally hung, but assumed that the rope had fallen to the ground.

The moment I squatted down to pick it up, I suddenly found that the "rope" seemed to move.

He stood up and took a few steps back. At this time, he was not yet afraid of snakes.

He plucked up his courage, stretched out his foot and gently kicked the "rope" coiled on the ground.

The "rope" that had been motionless suddenly twisted wildly and even jumped twice towards the direction where Ji Lang was standing.

The little boy was so frightened that he couldn't remember whether he cried at that time.

I only remember that the puppy was barking wildly, and my grandmother came over after hearing the noise and carried him into the yard.

Ji Lang had nightmares about snakes all night, and was led to the door by his grandmother early the next morning.

Pointing to the rope on the ground.

"Look, kid, this is the rope that fell down. It was dark last night and you didn't see it clearly and got scared."

Xiao Jilang finally breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that he had scared himself.

Of course, many years later, when Jilang thought about this incident, he realized that the rope he saw the next day was probably placed there by his grandmother on purpose.

Ji Lang remembered that not long after this incident, one day at noon, the weather was hot and humid. He looked up and saw that the clouds in the sky were all large pieces, some white clouds and some dark clouds.

My grandparents were working in the fields and were not at home. I remembered what my grandmother told me when she went out in the morning: if the weather was bad, I should bring the dried fruits drying in the yard into the house.

Looking at the thick-looking dark clouds, Ji Lang went to the yard to collect dried fruits.

The dried fruits are dried on mats woven by the villagers themselves and placed on wooden racks built by the villagers themselves.

Because Jilang's grandmother's arms are not in good condition and she doesn't have enough strength to lift them, the shelf built by his grandfather is only half a meter high, so it is no problem for little Jilang to fold it up.

When Ji Lang received the last one, he just lifted the mat and saw two snakes hiding under the mat to avoid the heat.

A small green snake and a large brown snake with patterns.

They huddled together, and it was unclear whether they were on good terms or fighting.

The sunshade mat was lifted up, and both snakes looked at the "culprit" Xiao Jilang at the same time.

Ji Lang, who was stared at by two snakes at once, was stunned for a second and broke out in a cold sweat.

Before the brain could react, the body started running immediately.

When I ran out of the door, two uncles carrying hoes who had just returned from the fields passed by.

Seeing Ji Lang crying without making any sound, he ran out in a hurry, thinking that something had happened to his grandparents.

He grabbed Ji Lang and asked him questions. Ji Lang was so scared that he just cried.

The two had no choice but to go into the yard to take a look.

When Jilang's grandparents came back, noisy sounds were heard in the usually quiet courtyard.

As soon as I entered the yard, I found several young people from the village holding hoes and sticks in their hands, tinkering with something in the corner. The tears on my little grandson's face had not yet dried. He sat at the door of the house, staring at the corner nervously.

The two men came over to take a look and saw that the two snakes had already coiled around the sticks, and several people were discussing which mountain to send them to.

Ji Lang will never forget the feeling of being stared at by two snakes. It was like a chill on his back, as if he was being scrutinized like a prey.

After this incident, he had a fever for several days, and even after getting an IV drip, the fever didn't go away. Finally, his grandmother called the village fortune teller to call back his soul.