Traveling through the world of beasts: She came from a female superior

The tribe was unusually quiet. Hu Lan waited in the house until a dark golden ray appeared in the sky and a small black snake squeezed in from the crack in the door.

She immediately rushed over, picked it up carefully, and examined the snake's body carefully.

The black snake hissed and wrapped itself around Tiger Orchid's fingers like a spoiled child, which meant it had found its target.

Hu Lan rubbed the cold snake head with her cheek, guessing that the place the black snake was looking for should still be within the tribe.

"I'd like to see what secrets you have," she murmured.

The next day, the weather was fine and the orcs began to work. Most of them were repairing the houses. The females also went out of the houses to do some work within their ability. The whole tribe began to get busy.

Tiger Orchid, wearing a new animal skin, walked slowly on the road with a few young females, looking like they were on patrol.

Every female would naturally bow their heads and salute her when they saw her. Seeing that they were as obedient as ever, Hu Lan finally had a smile on her face.

She walked along with her arms folded, enjoying the envious or jealous looks from others. No one knew that the black snake was coiled around her waist.

This kind of black snake secretes a kind of mucus from its belly, which emits a peculiar smell. It is not afraid of sun and rain and can last for a long time. Only they themselves can smell it.

Last night she let the black snake out to explore the way, leaving slime along the way, and after daybreak she couldn't help but bring it here to look for it.

The black snake swam its tail, indicating that it would move forward.

Hu Lan continued walking. There was a road ahead that led to Old Amo's cave, and then to the exit of the tribe. She felt a little nervous. Could it still be Old Amo's place?

Sure enough, when they were near the cave entrance, the black snake licked her gently with its tongue, indicating that this was the place.

here?

Hu Lan couldn't understand why Chang Ya was so sneaky here?

Is it true that every time he disappears, he is in old Amo’s cave?

She thought quickly in her mind, found an excuse to send away the two followers, paused for a moment, and started walking towards the cave.

As he walked, he called softly and gently: "Old Amo——"

"Is that Hu Lan? You can come in." A voice soon came from the cave.

Hu Lan put on a faint smile, adjusted her fur skirt, and tucked her long hair behind her ears before walking in happily.

"Old man, I'm here to see you!"

The old grandmother was still sitting there sorting the herbs in the same posture as every day, but Hu Lan suddenly felt something was different - in the past he mostly rubbed them with his hands, and occasionally smashed them with stones, but today he got a strangely shaped stone stick from somewhere, and was putting the herbs in the stone trough, holding the stone stick with both hands and crushing them hard.

There was a small pile of brown medicine residue on the ground, which seemed to have been done a long time ago.

"What is the old lady doing? It looks so strange!" Hu Lan looked curious.

This set of stone pestles was made by Tiger Fang based on Ye Xing's description, specifically for the old lady to grind herbs. It is very convenient and practical, and I couldn't put it down after trying it once.

"Grinding the herbs saves energy. The old lady is old and her hands and feet are weak. She can't do it anymore!"

He kept saying this, and it was annoying. Hu Lan was too lazy to listen to the old man's nagging, so she interrupted him directly: "Old man, I can't sleep well recently, and I always wake up at night. What's going on?"

"Ah, can't you sleep well? I can't sleep well when I get old. I always can't fall asleep! I have to get up in the middle of the night to grind herbs, but my hands and feet are too weak to do it..." The old mother sighed while grinding the herbs.

Hu Lan almost couldn't help rolling her eyes, thinking that the old man was confused, so she had to repeat herself: "Old man, I said I can't sleep well, what should I do?"

"Oh, you!" He seemed to have finally reacted, but he only looked Hu Lan up and down for a few times, pulled out a few wild grasses from behind, handed them directly to her mouth and said: "Chew them, just chew a few bites before going to bed."

The posture was just like when she was feeding a rabbit. Hu Lan was so angry that she had a heart attack. She took it and threw it aside carelessly. Then she asked, "Old Grandma, he can't sleep well because of his teeth. He said he has been to your place and asked me to take the herbs back with him!"

As she spoke, she moved closer, observing his expression calmly.

The old woman slowed down her movements, as if she was thinking about something. After a while she came to her senses and said, "Oh, I almost forgot. I'm really old! I'll give you these... take them all back!" Then she grabbed a handful of herbs and stuffed them into Hu Lan's arms.

Hu Lan smiled and lowered her head while hugging the herbs. She could hardly control the coldness in her eyes. In the darkness, she pinched her palms hard with her fingernails.

The old lady was actually lying!

Tiger Changya never let her take medicine.

What exactly is here?

Hu Lan continued to probe a few more times, but the old mother was confused and couldn't say anything useful. She had no choice but to go back first.

But after Hu Lan said goodbye and turned to leave, she felt an itch on her waist - it was the little black snake shaking its tail.

? !

Not here?

Hu Lan pretended to look up unintentionally. The cave was even darker and filled with unknown flowers, plants and leaves. Few people went there.

She suppressed her thoughts and slowly walked back.

Only when the sound of her footsteps completely disappeared did the old woman stop what she was doing and let out a deep breath.

Ye Xing was lying on the innermost pile of grass, still in the mood to tease: "Never told a lie? You will get used to it in the future."

"Oh, forget it!" The old mother shook her head helplessly.

Ye Xing didn't say anything more. He stroked a straw stick with his fingers, recalled Hu Lan's words and actions, and gradually fell into deep thought.