Lost Continent

"Lin, I also want to live in a big house like this." Hay yelled loudly while wiping the mud off his hands.

The big guy was dirty, with a lot of mud on his hands and face, and his hair was messed up, as if he rolled out of the mud, but there was a longing for the future in his eyes that didn't exist before.

Lin Yi suddenly felt that he could feel a little bit of Fu Feng's feelings. Being looked up to by the people's admiration does not mean that outsiders seem to have a sense of superiority, because they have a simple distinction between humans and gods, and they also blindly believe in .

As long as you can turn miracles into miracles, you are God.

When I have no choice but to change from an ordinary person to a god with high hopes, my life is absolutely lonely as snow.

Lin Yi secretly pinched Fu Feng's little finger, this illusion of waiting for the gods to issue a will was so weird.

Fu Feng raised his chin slightly, and said in a flat voice, "Patriarch."

The patriarch Drew, who was also looking forward to the future and even thought farther than the tribe, straightened his face, and told everyone to rest before continuing.

The teenagers in the crowd stared at the young man standing side by side with Wu, fascinated.

"Lin is so powerful." Cuckoo also looked over and muttered softly, "Since he came, Grandpa and Wu have changed, and we have changed too."

Bang had no idea that the expression on his face was almost pious, "He's not like all of us at all."

"Wrong!" Cuckoo put on an inscrutable look, "Each of us can find our common ground in others."

Bang looked at Cuckoo in surprise, and then showed a clear look, "He taught you, right?"

The smug smile on Cuckoo's face froze, and the tail that had just been raised suddenly dropped down.

common ground?Kindness or Trust?Giving without asking for anything in return?There seems to be none, Bang said casually, "Bugu, I remember you like the kind of flowers that bloom very beautifully, and you insisted on rushing towards them, but you trampled them all."

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Cuckoo pouted, "What's wrong with my liking?"

Bang's gaze landed on Lin Yi's hooked fingers with Fu Feng's, and many inexplicable emotions changed in his eyes, "It's better not to touch things that aren't yours, just look at them from a distance." It's useless Paying is stupid.

"That's so boring." Cuckoo smiled disdainfully, "Coward!"

His lips that didn't have much color were pursed, as if he was a bit conflicted, Bang said lightly, "So we can't get along."

Cuckoo hummed heavily from his nose, he must have knocked his head before he woke up to talk to this man, when he walked, he deliberately kicked the dirt, got it on the stick's feet and legs, and even splashed a little in his eyes.

Bang lowered his head and rubbed his eyes with his hands, the mocking arc on his lips disappeared quickly, "You're still so childish."

Lin Yi, who caught that scene by accident, frowned. Cuckoo suffered another stroke?

"Stop rubbing, go wash with water."

The voice in front of him stunned Stick, he put down his hand and blinked his eyes, his vision gradually became clear, "It's ready."

Seeing that the other party's eyes were red and the corners of his eyes were moist, and he was obviously still very uncomfortable, Lin Yi looked at him twice, but didn't say anything.

Bang also didn't intend to initiate a conversation, he turned around and walked to the back, the indifferent expression on his face slowly changed, as usual, he looked up at that figure from a distance.

Everyone had enough rest and started to get busy again. Ha Yi competed with Cuckoo, and Lin Yi next to him was thrown a lump of mud in his hair, and he grabbed the mud angrily and covered their faces.

"Hahahahaha" Cuckoo and Hay made fun of each other, and they got along very well.

Suddenly realizing that the man beside him smiled, Lin Yi raised his eyebrows, put his index finger and middle finger together, wiped two lines of mud on his face, and then pressed his thumb down on his forehead, making a mud mark.

"Really handsome."

Fu Feng "..."

When the leaves turned golden yellow and fell in large swaths, the Xiong clan was already surrounded by a high protective wall. Standing on the opposite side of the trench and looking up, only a few big trees could be seen. Covering up virtually gives people a strong sense of oppression.

People wake up to the crowing of roosters. Although there are enough meat, grains, and dried wild vegetables in storage, and each family also raises chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep, in order to welcome this winter, the men in the village still dare not take it lightly. , went hunting with weapons as usual.

Smoke rises from the kitchen, and the dilapidated huts can no longer be found, replaced by adobe houses with uneven heights, one next to the other, arranged in an orderly manner, with a wide gravel road in the middle, no matter which one it is, as long as it is Standing at the door, you can see the situation of the front and rear trenches, so that you can take faster measures in case of danger.

The rice has been harvested, and the remaining grass roots are cut and spread in the field to rot as fertilizer. There are still a few crooked scarecrows on the ridge, showing the previous harvest.

On the day of the one-year anniversary of coming here, Lin Yi sat on a rock watching the broken moon in the sky, smelling the blooming wild chrysanthemums in the yard and the breath of his lover. With the power to work, the whole body was full of enthusiasm, but in the end he still couldn't escape the result of being squeezed.

Those young men and women who got Tianyuan in the spring "Tianxi" began to move around, walking around the village every day, stretching their necks looking forward to the arrival of their spouses.

But day by day, no one from the tribe came, and there was no movement on the other side of the forest. It was so abnormal that Drew asked the tribe not to leave the village.

The disappointed expression on Cuckoo's face became more and more obvious, and the resentment of being abandoned was shrouded all over his body. Lin Yi tried to comfort the patient, but the effect was very low.

In fact, Lin Yi didn't expect Cuckoo to value the green trees of the Ye clan so much, nor did he expect that everyone else was a little depressed.

Choosing a sunny day, Lin Yi and Fu Feng squatted in the yard picking wild chrysanthemums, intending to dry them to make pillows.

Lin Yi picked a wild chrysanthemum and threw it into the basket, and said in a low voice, "Is it impossible that something happened to those tribes? They were attacked by wild beasts at the same time? How could it be such a coincidence."

"Haredoga has sent guards. We have powerful and poisonous bows and arrows, and such a high stone wall, even if we have..."

"Lin." Fu Feng pressed his hand and looked straight at him, "You are afraid."

Lin Yi was silent because he had no resistance to being seen through his mind. He was afraid. He had worked so hard for so long, step by step to the present, and managed to live a better life...

"Beasts are terrible, but humans are even more terrible."

Fu Feng's eyes suddenly darkened, and something gathered silently for a moment.

Too familiar with each other's every move, so I didn't miss the change just now, Lin Yi rubbed his temples, "I hope we are overthinking."

Seeing Fu Feng pursing his lips, tightening the contours of his side face, and seeing darkness in his eyes that people dare not peek at, Lin Yi frowned inexplicably. He didn't like this feeling. Take a sip, "I'm hungry."

Almost instantly, the lines of Fu Feng's face softened, he pampered Lin Yi's hair, got up and went into the kitchen to cook.

Spreading the wild chrysanthemums in the big dustpan, Lin Yi raised his head and looked at the big tree. The fat bird hadn't been here for a long time, and it might have died somewhere.

He went to the house to take out the honeysuckle and some herbs picked a few days ago and put them in the sun to dry. After cleaning the yard, Lin made himself a cup of scented tea, ate two wild fruits and went to the cowshed.

Hei Niu has been pregnant for more than three months, and has frequent excrement and urine. It may be that she is going to be a mother, and she is very obedient. As soon as Lin stretches out her hand, the other party gently rubs against his palm, and occasionally likes to cling to him.

Taking a soft brush to smooth the black cow's hair from front to back, Lin Yi quickly touched its belly while it was not paying attention, "Dahei, you have eaten a little bit today."

Hei Niu flicked his tail lightly, raised his neck and rubbed against Lin Yi.

Lin Yi squatted down to check the black cow's body after smoothing its fur. It was not the first time that he was very cautious. He was too close.

After a while, Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll go and bring Erhuang over."

Since the black cow was pregnant, Lin Yi pulled the bull out and locked it up alone. The bull is very bad, and other cows in the village are very aggressive. The process of mating and breeding is not smooth. Disgusted for a few seconds.

Lin Yi went to the cowshed next door and brought the bull to Hei Niu. The husband and wife leaned against the horns of the bull, looking straight at each other, especially Hei Niu seemed to have light in his eyes.

Out of nowhere, Lin Yi felt like the vicious parent who broke up her precious daughter and her boyfriend...

"I'll come back later." After tying up the rattan rope, Lin Yi strode away, giving them time to be alone.

He went to the pen to pull out a few eggs and a duck egg. Lin Yi chopped grass for the chickens and ducks to eat, and got water and put them on the ground. Watching the chickens and ducks flopping, his mood improved a lot, and the ordinary life was beautiful.

"Fu Feng, should you eat scrambled eggs?"

A voice from the kitchen said, "Okay."

Lin Yi curled up his lips and entered the room with a small basket in his hand. He casually pushed the wooden door to the wall to let the sunlight into the main room. The not too big place was neatly tidied up. Thick fat leaves are layered on top of each other, and there is a faint green woody fragrance in the air, which looks like home.

Across the main room and going inside is the kitchen, a very simple stove, made of soil blocks, leaving a hole for firewood, above which is a pot, and the chimney is also in the right place, and there are empty spaces on both sides for placing dishes, chopsticks and wooden boards Chopping vegetables, things like that.

Seeing the tall and indifferent man sitting on the wooden pier and seriously lighting the fire in front of outsiders, Lin Yi pursed his lips. It is true that serious men are the most attractive.

"It's time to make bacon in a while. I want to marinate pork legs." Lin Yi swallowed, took out two eggs from the basket, beat them into a bowl, stirred them with bamboo chopsticks, and popped out a sentence.

Fu Feng put in a few pieces of firewood, fiddled with it, and then walked in front of Lin Yi, took the bowl and chopsticks from his hand, and skillfully stirred the sticky stick.

"You want pork legs, pig tails, pig ears, and lard, don't you?"

Lin nodded, "Yeah."

Fu Feng looked up at him, quite puzzled, "Lin, we can raise a pig."

"...I'm afraid of pigs."

Lin Yi was sure that after he finished speaking, the peaceful expression on Fufeng's face showed cracks. First he was chased by the black pig, and then he was pushed when he delivered the big white pig. He already had a big shadow on the pig, the pig snorted Hmph, he wanted to run on a reflex, but fortunately, it was fine to eat.

Grabbing some purslane, picking off the soft stems and leaves and throwing it into the big stone bowl, Lin Yi pretended to be casual and said, "I heard that the big fat pig in Harley's family will be killed in a few days."

Fu Feng began to wash the potatoes with a calm expression, "I see."

"I can give him a few chickens to raise." Lin Yi smiled. He raised the most chickens. They grew well and their eggs were big. There was no secret, it was just a surprise.

After the meat in the pot was boiled, Fu Feng put the potato cubes in and stir-fried them with a wooden shovel. Lin Yi smelled the aroma and added firewood occasionally.

Putting a piece of meat in his mouth, Lin said while eating, "It's light."

Fu Feng poured in a little salt, and after frying it a few times, he let Lin Yi eat another piece of meat. Lin Yi's mouth was swollen, and he nodded straight.

The rest of the scrambled eggs with purslane was also made by Fufeng. Lin Yi's scrambled eggs would always be mushy, even in another world.

Two dishes at noon, and a wild vegetable soup, this kind of richness is available in every family, and I never thought about it before.

In the afternoon, Lin Yi was going to go to the riverside with Fu Feng, but unexpectedly a middle-aged man came to the village, he was the confidant of Yan, the patriarch of the Eagle Clan. The surrounding houses were surprised for a while and dazed for a while.

"My family is under attack."

These were the first words of the middle-aged man after seeing Drew.