I traveled through time and became the Queen of Ancient Dian

Zhaoyang Ruyue slapped her forehead, "Salt! I actually forgot about salt!" Fortunately, a salt mine was discovered near the cave these days, otherwise this pile of meat would really have to be left here.

She rushed to the salt mine, chiseled off a piece of coarse salt with a stone axe, and hurried back to the cellar.

"It's a good thing, it's a good thing. It almost caused a big mistake." Zhaoyang Ruyue said as she crushed the coarse salt and sprinkled it evenly on the meat.

Wumeng Tianlong watched her busying herself and couldn't help but complain: "Your memory is really amazing. Next time you go out hunting, remember to bring your head with you."

Zhaoyang Ruyue glared at him and said, "If you can do it, then go ahead! It's easy to talk without any pain in your waist."

Wumeng Tianlong shrugged, indicating that he really couldn't do it.

As an archaeologist, he doesn't know these survival skills. He is lucky enough to be able to make a living.

After processing all the meat, Zhaoyang Ruyue laid a thick layer of plants on top and finally sealed it with soil.

She breathed a sigh of relief, feeling more tired than digging a cellar.

Early the next morning, the three of them couldn't wait to open the cellar.

A light salty fragrance wafted out, without the rotten smell that one had imagined.

Zhaoyang Ruyue carefully took out a piece of meat, examined it carefully, and found that it was well preserved.

"It's done!" she shouted excitedly, and Wumeng Tianlong and Zheng Xiongxiong also cheered.

With this food, they could at least sustain themselves for a while, enough for them to explore the nearby Pu tribe.

Zhaoyang Ruyue looked at the mountain of food, and a sense of ambition rose in her heart. "Let's go! Our destination is the Pu tribe!"

As the three of them were about to pack their bags, Zheng Xiongxiong suddenly stopped what he was doing. He looked up into the distance, a hint of vigilance flashing in his eyes, "Wait..."

Zhaoyang Ruyue was humming a tuneless tune while packing the pickled meat. Suddenly, Zheng Xiongxiong shouted "Wait!" and she was so frightened that she almost dropped the meat in her hand.

"What kind of airplane is this? It scared me to death!" She patted her chest and glared at Zheng Xiongxiong in dissatisfaction.

Wumeng Tianlong also stopped packing his backpack, looked at Zheng Xiongxiong, and asked, "What's wrong? What did you find?"

Zheng Xiongxiong's face was solemn. He pointed into the distance and said, "The road is gone."

"The road is gone? What road is gone?" Zhaoyang Ruyue looked in the direction Zheng Xiongxiong pointed and was stunned.

The path that originally led to the Pu tribe has now been completely submerged by a turbulent river. The muddy river water roars and rushes down like a ferocious beast waiting to devour its prey.

"Oh my god! Where did this flood come from? Is God trying to kill us?"

Wumeng Tianlong also took a deep breath. This sudden flood undoubtedly poured cold water on their plan to explore the Pu tribe.

It seems that the journey of exploring the origin of the Pu people is not destined to be smooth sailing.

"Don't panic," Zheng Xiongxiong said in a deep voice, "There are always more solutions than problems. I'll go see if there are any usable materials nearby." After that, he turned and walked towards the nearby woods.

Zhaoyang Ruyue and Wumeng Tianlong looked at each other and hurriedly followed.

Under the leadership of Zheng Xiongxiong, they found some trees that were washed down by the flood.

Zheng Xiongxiong was indeed an experienced tribal warrior. He skillfully used a stone axe to cut down trees and tied them together, and soon made a simple raft.

Looking at the crude raft in front of him, Zhaoyang Ruyue couldn't help but complain, "That's it? Are you sure it can cross such a turbulent river? Will it capsize?"

Although Wumeng Tianlong was a little worried, he still chose to trust Zheng Xiongxiong's judgment.

"Give it a try, it's better than just waiting here."

Zheng Xiongxiong pushed the raft into the water and jumped on first. "Come on, both of you."

Zhaoyang Ruyue and Wumeng Tianlong also stepped onto the raft carefully.

As the raft slowly moved into the middle of the river, the current became increasingly turbulent.

Zhaoyang Ruyue held on to the edge of the raft tightly, her face turning pale.

"Zheng Xiongxiong, are you sure this thing is reliable?"

Zheng Xiongxiong didn't say anything, but just stared ahead with a firm gaze.

Suddenly, he turned the raft sharply... "Hold on!"

The raft spun in the rapids, and a huge whirlpool appeared in front of them.

"Oh my god! Is this such a big deal?!" Zhaoyang Ruyue exclaimed and almost performed a flying ascension on the spot.

Zheng Xiongxiong was as steady as an old dog, and the long pole in his hand was like a magic needle that stabilized the sea, accurately controlling the direction of the raft.

With a beautiful drift, the raft barely avoided the whirlpool, and the splashes of water splashed all over Zhaoyang Ruyue's face.

"Exciting!" She wiped her face, still in shock, but with excitement glittering in her eyes.

Wumeng Tianlong also secretly breathed a sigh of relief and had to admire Zheng Xiongxiong's control skills.

After crossing the rapids, the river gradually calmed down.

The sun shines on the water, making it sparkle. The scenery on both sides is pleasant, with birds singing and flowers blooming.

Zhaoyang Ruyue's mood also improved and she began to hum a little tune.

"Zheng Xiongxiong, with your skills, it would be a shame if you didn't participate in the Olympic rowing competition!"

Zheng Xiongxiong laughed heartily: "What are the Olympics? Can you eat them?"

"Uh..." Zhaoyang Ruyue was speechless for a moment, almost forgetting that this was in ancient times.

After drifting for a while, they finally saw land.

"Wuhu! We're finally ashore!" Zhaoyang Ruyue jumped off the raft excitedly and almost stumbled and fell.

They continued along the river bank, getting closer and closer to the Pu tribe.

Along the way, they discovered some strange plants and animals, which Zhaoyang Ruyue and Wumeng Tianlong excitedly recorded.

Zheng Xiongxiong vigilantly observed the surrounding environment to protect their safety.

Finally, they reached the edge of the Pu tribe.

From afar, you can see some houses built with branches and thatch, with smoke rising from the sky and faint human voices.

"We're finally here! It wasn't easy!" Zhaoyang Ruyue sighed.

Wumeng Tianlong nodded, but his expression was a little solemn.

"It seems that the real challenge has just begun."

The three approached the tribe cautiously, but found that the people in the tribe were very wary of them.

Several armed Pu warriors blocked their way with hostile eyes.

Zhaoyang Ruyue was about to explain when suddenly, an old voice came from the crowd: "Let them in."

The crowd parted, and an old man with a cane slowly walked out, looking at them with deep eyes.

"Who are you? Where are you from?" the old man asked in a low and powerful voice.

Zhaoyang Ruyue took a deep breath and was about to speak when she suddenly felt someone gently tugging at the corner of her clothes from behind.

She looked back and saw that it was Wumeng Tianlong.

He shook his head at her, signaling her not to speak with his eyes.

Zhaoyang Ruyue was confused, but still chose to believe him and kept her mouth shut.

Wumeng Tianlong took a step forward, pulled out an object wrapped in animal skin from his arms, and handed it to the old man...