The Red Age of Sword and Magic

Chapter 413 Stone Age
Randy scratched his head, wondering what Xiaoman was muttering.

"It's almost like this, I have to hide."

Randy put the noose on Xiaoman's exposed leg, pulled the rope on the noose, and hid behind the big stone.

The noose made of hay was very strong, but there were a lot of stubble on it, which made it itchy on Xiaoman's leg.

Hearing the noise-like cries of vultures in the sky, Xiaoman understood that Randy was planning to use himself as a bait to hunt vultures.

Are vultures tasty?have no idea.But Randy is so good at barbecue, he should be able to eat it, right?

Hunger is the best accompaniment, and Xiaoman found himself drooling.

However, Randy had no other intentions, and Xiaoman was suddenly disappointed. Am I so unattractive?
This is the territory of vultures.

As the cleaners of nature, vultures can eat any rotten meat, and they will not get diseases and bad stomachs.

When the ice and snow melt, the carrion of the zombies will be eaten by the vultures, so the zombie plague here will not spread in the future, and the vultures are the heroes.

The vulture, who was patrolling the territory, found the white meat on the stone, swooped down, and grabbed the white meat with its sharp claws.

Although Randy has completely lost his spiritual power and is no longer a practitioner, he is still a hunter with strong muscles. This ability is passed down from his ancestors.

Compared with the vulture, which is not even a low-level monster, its hand-eye and body skills are still faster.

Seeing the vulture's claws coming down, Randy seized the opportunity and pulled the noose, and the noose tightened all of a sudden, and it was firmly tied to the vulture's two paws.

The vulture was frightened and flew up, its two wings spread out, and it was longer than a human body. It struggled upwards, but the noose did not break free, and a weak place at the end of the rope that Randy was holding was broken.

Seeing that the vulture was about to run away with the rope, Xiaoman got close and turned over and grabbed the end of the rope.

The vulture tried to escape, flapped its wings, and hoisted Xiaoman into the air at once.

Xiaoman was hanging in the air and saw Randy chasing him below.

Suddenly he realized that he was gone, and Randy seemed to be looking up at himself.

Immediately blushing, she was ashamed and annoyed, "You big pervert!"

Randy didn't know what Xiaoman was talking about. The vulture had people under it and couldn't fly high. Randy jumped three or four times, and finally caught the end of the rope.

Two people were brought on the rope, plus Randy weighed nearly two hundred catties, the vulture finally couldn't hold it anymore, and was brought to the ground with a plop.

Randy immediately rushed forward, held down the vulture, and bit the vulture's neck.

This is real wilderness survival, and human teeth are very important weapons.

Xiaoman clutched his chest and took a few breaths, seeing that the vulture was still struggling.

Fearing that Randy would not be able to hold it down, he rode on Randy's back all of a sudden, increasing his strength to crush the vulture.

Sure enough, being held down by two people, and his neck was bitten by Randy, the vulture struggled for a while, and finally stopped moving.

Humans are the creatures that destroy the balance of nature the most, and the overlord vulture here is just finished.

Randy drank a few sips of vulture blood, warming his stomach and feeling much more comfortable.

Looking back at Xiaoman, "You also have a few sips, don't waste it."

Um?Xiaoman was crouching on the boulder, frowning tightly.

Randy spat out the fluff from the vulture's neck in his mouth, "What's wrong with you? Did you get hurt somewhere?"

"No, I was hurt by the chain armor on your back."

"Where does it hurt? I'll rub it for you."

"roll!"

Why are you suddenly angry?Randy shook his head, expressing that he didn't understand women, not even a little girl like Xiaoman.

Xiaoman didn't eat the roasted vulture meat because there was no fire.

There's not even any wood here, and there's no way to drill wood to make fire or something.

In the end, Xiaoman pinched his nose and drank a few mouthfuls of vulture blood, so as not to starve to death.

Randy walked around the small valley and found a small gap in the northeast where he could go down the mountain.

Randy is wearing chain mail, straw sandals, and a vulture tied with rope on his back.

Xiaomanzi was pulling on Randy's big boots, wearing Randy's cloak, revealing a section of bare legs including the middle of the knee, holding Randy's big hand with his small hand.

A majestic and exquisite figure walked down the mountain side by side in the slightly warm south wind.

There is actually no road down the mountain, just a long and narrow valley sandwiched between the mountains.

There are still big rocks around, but the further down the mountain, the more the snow melts, forming a small stream in the valley.

This is the Hengduan Mountains. Randy looked at the sun, and then at the direction of the mountains. If he walked like this, he would not return to Yunnan Province, but he might go to Sichuan and Chongqing.

The mountain road was difficult to walk. After walking ten miles, Randy was overjoyed and found a stone on the side of the road, which was the raw material for the scythe.

He took a stone out of the stream, smashed it hard a few times, sparks shot out, and finally smashed out a few pieces of flint.

When walking again, if there is dead grass in the crevices of the roadside stones, Randy will lead Xiaoman to gather the dead grass, bundle it together, and let Xiaoman carry it on his back.

The mountain road was steep and difficult, and the two practitioners who could fly in the sky became ordinary people.

It used to be able to fly three or four hundred miles in an hour, but now it has only traveled more than 20 miles when it gets dark. This is the result of the hard work of the two of them.

They found a slightly flat place as a camp, and the two drank a few sips of cold spring water from the melting snow mountain.

Randy moved some rocks from the stream and made a makeshift hearth.

He took out the by-product of smashing the flint just now - a relatively sharp ordinary stone, used it as a knife, and simply cleaned up the first prey, the vulture.

In the barren mountains, the two-person team has degenerated into the Stone Age.

Fortunately, humans in the Stone Age were also human beings, and what is stronger than animals is their ability to use fire.

After hitting each other with flint for more than ten minutes, the splashed sparks finally ignited the withered grass.

There is not even a wooden stick to wear the prey. Randy can only use stones to pick and pull the vulture meat. On the stone stove, he repeatedly roasts it with the help of the flames that burst out from between several stones.

Even with Randy's skills, the unsalted vulture meat was unpalatable.

Well, it's good to have something to eat.

The two ate some meat, drank a few mouthfuls of spring water, and sat by the fire in this pure "primitive" night.

The dead grass was quickly burned away, leaving only sparkling ashes that could bring warmth to the two campers.

It was getting colder and colder in the field at night, Randy leaned against a big rock, and Xiaoman shrank into Randy's arms, "Your chain armor is so tight."

Randy unbuttoned his chain mail, warming the little girl with the warmth of his chest.

The cloak covered Xiaoman's body, and the exposed calves were covered with a down blanket woven from vulture feathers.

Xiao Man curled up in Randy's arms, looking up at the moon in the sky.

"After sleeping for so long, I can't sleep, you have to tell me a story."

Uh, Randy has never coaxed children like this before, so he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Well, in the past, there was a place called Shi Lanchong. The common people living there were either named Shi or Lan. The only family with a foreign surname was Li.

There is also a wife named Xu, but his family is not there.

The child of Lao Li's family is called Li Erjin, and he is my best friend.

There is also Shi Yuan, surnamed Shi, who has a good relationship with me and is the king of children in the village.

At that time, we often followed Shi Yuan and fought with Lan Batian's son Lan Zhi.

There is a small stream beside the village, just like here, called Shi Lanxi.

But Shilanxi is much larger than this stream, and there are many fish in it.

Over there, there is a song about Shi Lanxi. It is one of the few songs I know, and I will sing it to you. "

"Shilanxi, turn around Jiudao Bay, fifty miles of waterway, and reach Xiangjiang River. There is Xiangnan County by the river—"

In the distant Hengduan Mountains, under the silvery moonlight, amidst the gurgling sound of the stream, two tired people who had walked the mountain road for a day and cuddled up to each other fell asleep slowly and unknowingly.

(End of this chapter)