Traveling through the primitive world: I was a priest in the tribe

Chapter 163 External Conflict 3

"So what are you going to do? Go to the other side and take a look?" Ji Lang asked after listening to Xi Shi's description.

Xi Shi shook his head. "A falcon is a very alert bird of prey. It might have flown away before we even got off the mountain. I wanted to follow it during this patrol to see if there was anything unusual around it."

Compared with the previous winter season, Xishi has gone out less frequently during this period. After all, there are more people in the tribe now, so some things can be let other people do. Besides, Xishi is more meticulous and is more suitable to stay in the tribe to do deployment and so on. Jilang only has the title of a priest, so most of the time he would go to Xishi to discuss things and ask Xishi for help with ideas.

When Qingjiu came back, it was time for dinner. The sun had already set and the air had gotten colder. Ji Lang was shivering a little, but he was sweating profusely.

"Why are you sweating so much? Don't take off your clothes yet, or you'll catch a cold." Ji Lang grabbed his unzipped clothes.

Qing Jiu patted his hand soothingly, "It's okay, the clothes inside are wet, I'll change." They spent another day digging traps today.

Ji Lang hurriedly looked for some warm clothes for him to wear next to his body. When he turned around, he saw that the man was already naked. The bulging muscles at his elbows were very nice and sexy, but he was in no mood to appreciate them. "The stove is out and I haven't turned it on yet. Why are you taking off your clothes so quickly?" He slapped the man on the back in annoyance.

Qing Jiu didn't move at all, as if he was not the one being photographed.

As for Ji Lang, he shook his hands. Sometimes I really wondered if he was made of iron. How could he be so hard in every sense of the word?

Qing Jiu put on his clothes in a few seconds and heard Ji Lang chattering to him about Xi Shi's discovery. "I heard from Xi Shi that, logically speaking, a falcon would not be like this. Is there someone in that tribe who is similar to Xiao Man and is naturally attracted to animals?" If there really is such a person, Ji Lang wants to capture him and bring him back to make him Xiao Man's master.

"Then I'll keep an eye out for you when we meet." Qing Jiu immediately noticed his thoughts.

Xiaoman, this kid, suffered too much loss when he was a child. Even though his face has become rounder now, it may be difficult for him to grow up to be as strong as his biological father Yingjiu. By then, if he makes good use of his own "gift", he can also be a good hunter.

Qing Jiu threw the clothes he had taken off into the bamboo basket on the ground. Bathing and washing clothes in the cold season is a challenge. Usually, dirty clothes are saved and he would boil a few pots of hot water when the weather is better to finish the job quickly.

"Dad, it's time to eat." Xiaoman rushed in with two puppies, holding half a hot steamed bun in her hand.

The little hands were a little red from the cold.

"Here it comes." Ji Lang no longer cared about Qing Jiu when he saw his cute child. He reached his hands under Xiaoman's armpits, picked him up, and ran to the kitchen.

Xiaoman cackled louder than a hen.

In this cold weather, after eating a bowl of mutton offal soup with pancakes, I feel warm all over.

The "natives" here used to be a little averse to eating offal. First, the taste of offal is quite special, and their seasonings are relatively scarce, so it doesn't taste very good if you just boil it in plain water. Another thing is that offal is generally used to offer sacrifices to mountain gods, and only when food is extremely scarce in the cold season will people keep some for themselves.

However, ever since Jilang came here, he has never stopped eating mutton offal soup, beef offal soup, duck blood soup, roasted chicken offal, roasted duck offal.

At first, Jilang would simply and roughly throw away the internal organs when processing his prey. Later, he would slowly leave some for his cubs, and occasionally, he would roast it and eat it if he felt hungry.