lcionline Chapter 122 A Man's Errand
Chapter 122 A Man's Errand
The day after Wu Yu left,
Towards evening, the drizzling rain finally stopped.
The land in the forest was muddy and the fallen leaves were scattered in disorder without any pattern, silently accusing the heavy rain that raged yesterday.
In the inner area of Yanyuan tribe,
"Damn it, these damn guys, what the hell are these..."
At some point, a man covered in leaves and covered in a green unknown liquid had hunched over and quietly hidden in the deep woods.
His figure was looming among the mottled shadows of the trees, and every movement caused a slight rustling sound in the grass.
It's not very obvious in the night breeze.
"what--"
suddenly,
The man stepped on the broken tiles and cried out in pain, then quickly covered his mouth. His heart was pounding wildly, and he was afraid of alarming anyone.
This morning, as soon as the rain stopped, he set out.
After walking for a whole day and wasting some time on the road, we finally arrived at the Yanyuan tribe in the evening.
You know, he had to work very hard to bypass the guards, climb over the fence, and sneak over from behind the Yanyuan tribe.
If we are discovered, all the hard work we have done before will be in vain!
He lifted his foot viciously and took a look, only to see that the muddy foot was covered with many tiny wounds. The dense pain felt like countless small insects gnawing at him, making him feel uncomfortable.
"One day, I will make you all taste this pain. Damn it, why did that old bastard send me when he could have sent someone else..."
He kept cursing and limping towards the Yanyuan tribe.
When he reached a position where he could glimpse the tribal open space, he climbed up to the treetops like an agile monkey, holding his breath and observing carefully.
At this time, the sky had not yet completely darkened, but there were not many people on the open space.
This was a bit strange, as he had been very careful along the way and was worried that he would be late because of the time he wasted on the road.
If the hunting team came back, wouldn't it greatly increase the risk of him being discovered!
Seeing that there weren't many people around, I felt a little relieved.
Maybe he went to process the prey?
He sat on a tree branch, looking around with eyes as hawk-like.
I saw a group of people sitting around a campfire in the open space, chopping wood hard, sparks flying and crackling sounds.
There were a few small earthen mounds flashing with flaming lights in the gradually darkening sky. From time to time, someone would move earthenware jars to the side, chattering something with a smile on his face that stung his eyes.
It seems that the clay pots were made by them themselves.
After confirming this, the man quickly scanned the area again, trying to see if he could find anything else, but suddenly he froze...
This is!
He crept down from the tree.
After landing, he moved stealthily towards the place where the smoked meat was being made. His movements were very slow, for fear of stepping on the fallen leaves and making a crunching sound.
He sneaked to a place, quickly tore off some dried meat, and packed it randomly with animal skins.
"How did these people make so much jerky!" I muttered to myself.
He had already finished eating the one he grabbed last time, so he immediately picked up a piece and put it in his mouth in a hurry.
"Crunch, crunch," he chewed hard.
"Damn, the meat is not dry yet!" He couldn't help but curse in a low voice again.
But it seemed delicious. The man was chewing it and preparing to leave when suddenly, with a "pop", he fell into the grass like a frightened rabbit.
The whole person was pressed tightly to the wet ground without a single gap, like a leech clinging tightly to the skin.
"Hahaha, yes, I've been eating a lot every day recently!"
"That's right, thanks to Wu..."
"..."
The rustling sound of footsteps came from far away.
It turned out that the person in charge of drying the dried meat in the Yanyuan tribe came over chatting and laughing.
Soon, the person left.
The man slowly got up and crouched in the bushes. He squinted his eyes and rolled his eyeballs around, as if he was thinking of some evil idea in his mind...
The only sound around was the rustling of the breeze blowing through the grass.
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On the third day after Wu Yu left,
early morning,
The rain has stopped, the sun is high in the sky, the blue sky is clear and the light is bright.
The man struggled to crawl out of a narrow cave that could barely accommodate three people. Most of the green dye on his face had fallen off, and the mottled marks made him look quite funny.
It was really too late yesterday, it was pitch black all around, and it was dangerous to travel, so he simply found a cave to rest.
"Hiss, it hurts so much."
As soon as he stood up, he couldn't help but gasp.
The foot that was injured last night had become swollen beyond recognition after a night of injury. The raised area was a shocking black and purple color, like a ripe berry about to burst.
With every step I took, it felt like millions of bone needles were stabbing me madly, causing my entire leg to ache.
"If it weren't for the food of the tribe, who would be willing to do such a hard job..."
In order to get back to the Rock Tribe before dark, the man gritted his teeth and endured the pain, staggering and staggering away...