"Here it is, Dad!"

After all, Aqiu is still a sixteen-year-old boy, although many people in the tribe, at his age, have already married and had children.

When he saw his father, Qiu was still very excited.

He first took the beehive carefully to the kitchen, then held the baby girl to show Old A Ye.

"My animal-skin pants, for swaddling her."

"Where did this little guy come from?"

Old A Ye wanted to frown, but when he saw the delicate features of the baby girl and her jade-like skin at birth, his expression became one of pity.

"I picked her up from the bottom of the abyss. Dad, I have decided to keep her at home from now on." A Qiu said happily.

"abyss?"

Old Aye finally came to his senses and quickly grabbed Aqiu's shoulders: "Where's your eldest brother? Have you seen him?"

"Brother hasn't come back yet?"

A Qiu was stunned for a moment, then he remembered how steep the abyss was.

It would take at least a day and a half for an ordinary person to climb up from below.

I was able to climb up in a few hours, relying on sudden strength.

"Brother is fine. Everyone who entered the abyss is still alive and will be back soon...but all the animals are gone."

After Qiu finished speaking, he glanced at the little baby girl in his arms who had fallen asleep again.

It seemed that at some point, a picture flashed through his mind, and those animals turned into mist and were swallowed by the little guy.

But she did not devour the people in the tribe.

"It's good to be alive... It's good to be alive... The children are still alive!"

Old Aye was immediately surprised and asked hurriedly: "What happened?"

"Dad, wait until they come back and ask them yourself."

Aqiu was in no mood to explain, and it was impossible for him to explain clearly to his father for the time being.

What he cared about most at the moment was how to raise the little one in his arms.

Aqiu walked to the well, took a bucket of water, went into the kitchen and poured it into the pot, preparing to boil it to give the little guy a bath.

"Ah Qiu, didn't you say that all the livestock are gone? We can't even afford to eat now. Dad still has the energy to talk to you, all thanks to the food in his stomach that hasn't been excreted..."

"Ah Qiu, I'm afraid we can't afford to raise this little girl."

"Dad, I won't let her troubles affect the family. The food is already prepared."

After Qiu finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed at the beehive on the cutting table.

Only then did Old A Ye notice what it was. When he saw the colorful honey, his eyes widened immediately.

"You...you went to the Five-Colored Forest?"

"I just came back from there. Unfortunately, I was hungry for a few days and didn't have the energy to bring back more honey. It was only enough to feed the little guy until he was five months old."

Ah Qiu had already lit the firewood and sat down in front of the fire door, gently turning the fire stick in his hand. The thick smoke choked him and he coughed a few times before he continued.

"After five months, she should be able to eat some porridge and grow up!"

"That's not what I said!"

Old Aye's brows knitted together: "Didn't I tell you a long time ago that the Five-Colored Forest is a forbidden area in the tribe?"

"Dad, I'm out now, aren't I?"

Ah Qiu smiled nonchalantly and said, "The little guy is my luck, I will be fine, next time I will bring all the tools and we will go again!"

"You little bastard, if you dare go there again, I will force you to marry A Cui from the east end of the village!" Old A Ye scolded.

A Qiu thought of A Cui at the east end of the village, and suddenly his whole body trembled, and he lowered his head to light the fire seriously.

Old A Ye was silent for a while and then sighed.

The youngest son is already sixteen years old, which means he is considered an adult in the tribe. If he continues to scold him, it might provoke Aqiu to rebel, and it would be embarrassing for him as a father.

"Aqiu, my father agrees with what you said, but have you ever thought about whether the tribe will agree?"

Although he is the leader of the tribe, he is now old and can no longer control the young people.

The Yellowstone tribe has always been a tribe where strength is king.

Just when Qiu was about to say something, hurried footsteps were suddenly heard outside the kitchen.

"Dad, is Qiu back?"

Aqiu lowered his head to look at the fire. Old Aye walked out of the kitchen and was relieved to see that it was his eldest son Achun who had returned.

Old Aye spoke in a much gentler tone to his more stable eldest son, smiling and nodding: "I'm back, you guys..."

Before he could finish, Ah Chun asked, "Which disaster did Ah Qiu bring back?"

"Disaster?" Old A Ye was stunned.

Ah Chun told his father in detail what he saw and heard in the abyss.

Old A Ye's pale brows were wrinkled again.

The father and his two sons did not notice that at this moment, a terrifying figure slowly stepped into the courtyard.

The size of the corpse demon's clone is like a giant in front of ordinary humans.

His long jet-black hair was draped over his majestic back, and his red armor rustled in the overlapping space as he walked.

He walked slowly to the kitchen, and the moment he looked at the ancestor Xuanming with his dead fish eyes, his gaze changed from cold and gloomy to gentle.

He heard everything that Old A'ye, his father and his son said.

When the corpse demon clone looked at Aqiu again, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Aqiu couldn't help but shiver and subconsciously looked up and around. Everything in the kitchen was the same as before, and the beehive was still quietly placed on the cutting table.

He subconsciously moved closer to the fire door, letting the firelight shine on the little girl's face, making her little face turn red as she got the warmth.

Little did he know that it was because of his action that the coldness in the room slowly disappeared.

Outside the kitchen, old A'ye and A'chun, whose lives were saved by A'qiu's action, were still unaware of it.

"A life more terrifying than the tax-collecting corpse demon lord... Everything in Dongshan was caused by her..." Old Aye murmured in a low voice.

In his heart, the strongest life he had ever seen in his life was the tax-collecting corpse demon lord.

He really didn't expect that he would be unable to defecate and that several elders in the tribe would die from constipation...

Even the disaster that plunged the entire tribe into despair was caused by that little girl...

Ah Chun ignored his father and strode into the kitchen.

"Aqiu!" he shouted.

"Brother, stop talking. I know what to do. Things are not what you think. I will take responsibility for everything for her."

Aqiu stood up, looked at Achun calmly, and hugged the little baby girl in his arms.

"Can you afford it? You should know that those who saw those scenes were not just you and me, but everyone who came back saw them countless times!"

Ah Chun said with red eyes: "All the livestock have died. The day after tomorrow is the tax payment day. Now the entire tribe is finished. Do you understand?"

"Everyone in the tribe now knows that you actually brought the disaster that harmed us back to the tribe...!"

After all, Aqiu was young, and after listening to what his elder brother said, his face suddenly turned pale.

No one knows what crazy things the desperate tribesmen will do.

"Aqiu, I can die with you, but my father is old and has worked hard for the three of us brothers all his life. Ever since Axia was captured by the corpse demons and made into blood and flesh food, my father has been in poor health...!"

Ah Chun lowered his voice and said, "Ah Qiu, listen to my brother and send this disaster back. Even if the corpse demon wants to capture us, at least we can save my father's life."

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