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

Ji Lang had walked this road quite often in the past few days and was already very familiar with it. When he arrived at the place, he took the sickle and picked the bamboos while hammering and feeling them. He knew their exact weight, so he didn't pick those bamboos that looked thick and strong. He only picked those that were about the thickness of a fist and started chopping them with all his heart.

This bamboo was not as easy to cut as Ji Lang had imagined. It took Ji Lang a long time to chop down one, and he had to do it by both bending and pushing it.

But once you get the hang of it, you'll get the hang of it again. Gradually, more and more bamboos were lying on the ground, and the sun was getting lower and lower.

When it gradually darkened, Ji Lang realized that it was time to go back and was tying bamboo with a rope.

"Ji Lang!" An anxious voice came from behind.

Ji Lang was startled and turned around. It was Qing Jiu with a rare look of anxiety on his face.

"Why are you here?" Ji Lang looked at the sky and realized it was getting late, feeling a little guilty.

Qing Jiu came over without saying a word. The worry on his face was gone, leaving only his tightly pursed lips, indicating that he was in a bad mood.

He tied up a bundle of bamboo in two or three moves, put it on his back and walked forward two steps. Seeing Ji Lang still standing there in a daze, he said, "Let's go back first."

"I didn't mean to be here so late. Didn't I tell you last time that I could come down the mountain occasionally to take a look? I just came to cut some bamboo." Ji Lang explained quickly. This man must be angry and he didn't want to be bitten.

When Qing Jiu gets angry, he can't control his wolf fangs and always leaves a lot of tooth marks on Ji Lang's body.

"Let's go back first. It's too late and it's not safe in the mountains." Qing Jiu urged him.

It’s over. Ji Lang was afraid of this kind of silent anger, so he mourned for himself in his heart.

Today's incident was actually quite a misunderstanding. Originally, Ji Lang thought that coming out would not take up too much time, so he did not specifically tell these people. After all, every time he said he was going out, everyone would stop what they were doing and accompany him and accommodate him, and Ji Lang did not want that.

When Ji Lang came out, he went to the tent to get a rope. Lan and Li happened to see him enter the tent. They thought he was tired and went to rest, so they didn't feel strange when they didn't see him all afternoon. They just wondered in their hearts why he slept for so long today.

Even when the people who were digging the kiln came out, Li whispered to them not to make too much noise because Xiao Lang was sleeping.

As it was time for dinner, Ji Lang still hadn't come out. Qing Jiu was worried that he might be sick.

When I opened the tent, I found it was completely empty. Not only was there a large person, there wasn't even a kitten.

Qing Jiu didn't even have time to call Lie Feng, he ran out to look for him on his own. He knew that Ji Lang would not run far on his own.

But...but what he was afraid of was that this person who originally did not belong to this world would come suddenly, and would also leave quietly and silently.

The panic and fear that I could not help but feel completely subsided when I saw the back of that person with his butt sticking out and fiddling with the bamboo. I just started to feel angry for no reason.

I am angry at this person's silence, angry at this person's self-assertion, but more importantly, I am angry at my own incompetence, unable to provide this person with a safe and secure living environment, and angry at my own powerlessness in the face of some force majeure.

When the two men came back in silence, everyone else was standing in the yard worriedly. Xishi, who stayed behind, blew a loud whistle. The clear sound echoed in the dark valley. It was their secret signal to tell Guoqi and Sashi, who were out searching, that it was time for them to come back.

Ji Lang knew he had gotten into trouble this time when he saw everyone's worried expressions. "It's my fault. I thought I'd be back in a little while. I'm sorry for making everyone worry."

Li was also very embarrassed. She was still certain that the man must be in the tent, but in fact he had already run away and no one knew where he had gone. If something happened, it would be too late to regret.

Ji Lang watched Qing Jiu silently put the bamboo in the corner, didn't eat dinner, and went into the tent.

With a sigh, Ji Lang followed him into the tent.

The usually tall and reliable man lay there with his back to Ji Lang, looking a little vulnerable and helpless.

Ji Lang gently leaned over Qing Jiu and reached out to help him tidy up his messy hair. "I'm sorry, Black Rose."

Black Rose didn't move at all, and didn't even look at him.

It’s over, it’s really over this time. This person likes the nickname Black Rose very much and always pesters Ji Lang, asking why he doesn’t call him that in public.

"I'm hungry. Don't be angry. Let's go eat something, okay?" Ji Lang grabbed Qing Jiu's hand and pulled him out.

Qingjiu, who is still angry,...you know I can't bear to let you starve, right?

The silent Black Rose sat up resignedly. Ji Lang's fair and slender neck swayed in front of his eyes, making him feel itchy.

"Wow, what are you doing?" Ji Lang had just stood up when he was grabbed by the waist and dragged back by a strong arm.

The next second, a pair of warm and dry lips came to the back of his neck. They licked and kissed gently at first, and then there were waves of stinging pain. Then they sucked and bit, and Ji Lang knew that he could not escape this.

"Don't go too far." Ji Lang yelled, what black rose, a vampire in black rose skin.

Qing Jiu tightened his arms around Ji Lang and said slowly, "Stop torturing me, I'm really scared." The feeling that this man might disappear made him feel extremely fearful.

When his father passed away, Qingjiu was also afraid, but he was more confused and helpless.

But this person made him know what true fear was, the trembling that welled up from the bottom of his heart that he couldn't control.

Ji Lang turned around with great effort and hugged him, gently stroking Qing Jiu's strong back from behind in a soothing manner. He knew that this man was not as invulnerable as he looked, and his heart was like a fragile puppy which could be easily restrained.

"Okay, okay, I'm really sorry. I didn't expect that bamboo was so difficult to cut. I just wanted to cut a few trees and come back quickly. After a while, I learned the trick and forgot the time. Ji Lang also felt that he had done something stupid. At least he could have said hello to them.

Qing Jiu also regretted saying that he could go down the mountain by himself. "Don't go out alone next time, okay?"

Ji Lang nodded quickly, "Got it, I'll tell you guys about it when I get out."

The family, who were originally gathered around the campfire with worried faces, felt relieved when they saw Ji Lang smiling and pulling Qingjiu out of the tent.

Li hurriedly called out, "Come and eat, you two. You've been busy all afternoon, you must be hungry."

Before he could finish his words, Ji Lang's stomach rumbled.

I spent the whole afternoon playing with the cart and chopping bamboo, which consumed a lot of energy. I was really hungry.

The meat and bone stew we had in the evening had a mixture of meat and bone aroma, soft potatoes, crispy wide vegetables no matter how they were cooked, and bamboo shoots with a unique fragrance. Jilang was very satisfied with the meal.

But Jilang really misses the taste of steamed buns now, but he doesn't know how to ferment the dough. If he had a steamed bun, he would soak it in the soup, absorb the soup, and eat it in one bite.

Ji Lang felt that he had just eaten, but he started to swallow his saliva again.

Of course, this matter is definitely not so simple to end. In the dead of night, Ji Lang was held down by someone in the tent and almost cried. Finally, he choked up and promised that he would definitely take his Black Rose with him when he went out next time.

So early in the morning, Ji Lang, with his still red and swollen eyes and mouth, went down the mountain with Qing Jiu to cut bamboo.

There was a lot of noise last night, and he suspected that the people in the tent next to him must have heard it. He didn't know how to face it, so he grabbed a few vegetable cakes and ran away, not having the courage to eat with everyone.

Ji Lang had a pancake in his mouth and stuffed the remaining vegetable pancake to Qingjiu. Qingjiu didn't take it and motioned Ji Lang to feed it to him.

"Do you really think you're the boss?" Ji Lang muttered, and resignedly raised the biscuit in his hand for Qing Jiu to take a bite.

Qing Jiu took a big bite of most of the pancake and kept chewing. "What do you mean, uncle?" This guy always uses some inexplicable words.

"People like you need others to serve you when you eat and drink." Ji Lang also took a bite himself.

"Then I'm the one who cleans you every time, so you're the boss too." Qing Jiu said inexplicably.

Ji Lang didn’t think about that at first, “What do you mean you have to wipe it for me every time… why are you so frivolous, why are you saying this in broad daylight.” He blushed and decided not to feed it, starving this yellow-hearted black rose to death.

The awkward person in front moved his legs faster and faster, Qing Jiu smiled and followed him.

With Qingjiu here today, the speed of cutting bamboos was much faster. Ji Lang only cut down a few trees symbolically at the beginning, and was later driven to the side by Qingjiu to watch.

"Our feelings have faded. You were so mean to me yesterday, and you still dislike me today." Ji Lang said quietly.

Qing Jiu held his forehead with his hand, knowing that after this little thing apologized so easily, he would definitely wait for revenge later. "It's not that I dislike you, this job is too tiring, you take a rest first, and we will carry it back together later."

"Oh~ So you feel sorry for me?" Ji Lang joked.

"Yeah, I feel sorry for you." Qing Jiu looked at Ji Lang with seriousness in his eyes. How could he not feel sorry for such a person?

"Hmph! That sounds nice." Today it's Ji Aojiao Lang.

The two chatted and laughed all morning, and cut enough bamboo for the bamboo wall. They carried the bamboo back for lunch, and then went out with the whole family. They carried all the bamboo back in two trips. The outer courtyard, which was originally very spacious, now has more than a dozen tents, and only a few of them live there. The rest are for clothes, quilts, food, tools, large and small buckets and bamboo baskets, a row of bicycles, a row of carts, and miscellaneous tools. Now with a lot of bamboo, it is already a bit crowded.

"What are you doing with so many bamboos?" Sa Shi asked while stuffing barbecue into his mouth.

Ji Lang was also stuffing barbecue into his mouth. "I plan to build a bamboo fence outside the yard. It will be safer this way." In Ji Lang's opinion, Ye's barbecue skills were already perfect, and now they have reached the pinnacle. It's so delicious that he continued to stuff it into his mouth.

Sa Shi, who was also busy eating, took the time to reply, "Yes, yes, we have a lot of children, so we do need to be safer."

The meat was from the rabbits that Xishi and Sashi caught in the afternoon. According to Jilang's understanding, these people actually didn't like rabbit meat very much and usually only ate rabbits when they couldn't catch any prey.

Touching his bulging belly, Ji Lang asked Ye, "By the way, Ye, I noticed that you guys don't usually like rabbit meat. Why do you think this rabbit meat is so delicious today?"

"It's not that I don't like rabbit meat, it's just that rabbit meat is strange. It's meat, but if you eat too much, you will lose your strength. They usually have to hunt and work, and they are most afraid of losing their strength." The last time Ye roasted rabbit meat, he brushed a lot of oil and honey made from bear meat on the meat. After trying it, he found that it seemed that he would not lose his strength even if he ate a whole rabbit, so he made it again today for everyone to try. "Today I brushed the rabbit meat with oil and honey, and it will be more fragrant when roasted than before."

"Oh, so that's how it is." Ji Lang licked the oil at the corner of his mouth, and it did taste a bit like sweet honey.

This is probably a talent, I somehow know the best way to match food.

Compared to the increasingly hot daytime, there is occasionally a cool mountain breeze at night. Jilang likes to sit by the fire and work at night.

It happened that the bamboo that was brought back during the day had not been taken care of yet, so Ji Lang took a sickle and cleaned it up, cutting off the small branches and leaves on the bamboo. These cut things did not have to be thrown away specially, they could be swept into the corner and used as firewood after drying.