My home ancient well through the universe

Chapter 18
Han Feng stared at the flames and was a little dazed. He didn't believe the bullshit. Today's incident may not be that simple. Although the Gulu tribe was a little difficult last time, Han Feng had already given them some slingshots, so they probably wouldn't eat them. How much loss is right.

Even if there are some fireworks in my snakeskin bag, I can resist them a little bit. Although I told them not to use them, they are not so stupid at this time, right?

The flames soaring into the sky drove away all the creatures around who wanted to approach, and the sky gradually darkened. Han Feng walked into the room where he used to live, and he could sleep here all night. He planned to start going tomorrow. Look for the surviving Asa and his people, and want to help them regain their drums.

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was still a little bright, and Han Feng got up. Unlike the earth, the Ham star is not illuminated by the sun, and the sky is also somewhat beautiful. Many other planets seem to be close at hand, as if they are closed. It's within reach when you close your eyes.

The sky also presents a very beautiful azure blue. The azure blue is paired with some very close planets, and you can even see the small pits on their bodies. The impact brought by them forms a strong landscape. After reading " Everyone in Avatar knows how beautiful that kind of sky is.

Han Feng didn't have time to look at these things now. He was carrying some food on his back, a sharpened wooden stick in his hand, and a slingshot hanging from his waist. He was equipped with complete equipment.

His feet stepped on the ground in the forest, although it was very soft, but Han Feng did not dare to relax his vigilance for a moment, observing his surroundings carefully, because he was still young and had no experience in this field, given the strong firelight yesterday.

If there were other people around here, he would have been discovered immediately, instead of being quiet around like now.

Han Feng just walked and observed all the way. After about a few hours, he was really tired mentally and physically. He sat down on a big rock, took out the fruit in his bag and started to eat.

On the big trees around the sky, one or two flying squirrels occasionally flew by, and a few birds were also chirping on the branches. After Han Feng was full, he wiped his mouth and started to move forward again.

After walking about ten meters, there were a few small "rustle" sounds not far away. He was lying on one side behind a big tree, and he poked his head out to observe the surroundings carefully.

Seeing a short figure appearing in his line of sight, Han Feng was startled, isn't this a Gulu tribe?How could it appear here?He was obviously heading in the opposite direction of the big river.

The man of the Gulu tribe gradually approached Han Feng, obviously he didn't find his trace, he must have come out to hunt, because he was holding a small rattan and stone Hunting net, this kind of hunting net Han Feng has seen Asa and the others use it before, as long as the throwing is good, flying squirrels and chirping rabbits are easy to catch.

Han Feng raised the stick in his hand, and struck him on the back of the head with sharp eyesight and quick hands. He fell backwards in a daze. Han Feng tied him to a tree, took some water from a leaf, and splashed it directly on his face. .

"Dividends?" He said something that Han Feng couldn't understand Hamxing's language.

He frowned and said, "Follow me, me, you, him..."

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Han Feng sighed slightly, took a sip of water and looked at the Guru man in front of him. After teaching for an hour, he was finally able to barely talk.

"Sam crowd, have you seen them ever?"

He hesitated for a moment and said in a blunt tone: "I don't know which tribe you are talking about, but there was a tribe who migrated here a few days ago. There are few people in our tribe, so we dare not approach here, so we can only stay away." I waited and watched, but I saw a group of people walking towards the west from a long distance!"

Han Feng snorted coldly and said, "I came from the west, and you still want to lie?" After speaking, he raised his stick and gave him a stick.

"Aww...they turned over that hillside and kept moving forward!"

Han Feng smiled slightly, then picked up his bag, supported the wooden stick, and walked towards the hillside he pointed to, leaving behind the Gulu man who was still struggling there, still speaking incomprehensible words.

The hillside he mentioned was also fifty or sixty meters high, and it was all made of broken stones, with some water flowing underneath.

It took Han Feng about ten minutes to climb up, and the view from the top was indeed much wider. There were fewer big trees behind the hillside, and it seemed that there were houses of other ethnic groups a few miles away. Han Feng also had a heart. Thinking about it, those houses must be the small settlements of the Gulu people.

When he went down the hillside, his eyes lit up. There were some footprints beside the water on the ground. Judging from their size, they were likely to be the footprints of Asa and the others.

The footprints are still a little fresh. It is estimated that his pace has accelerated a lot for a day at most. It is estimated that the speed of those people migrating together must be much slower than that of one person.

Han Feng followed the footprints for a long distance. Standing on tiptoe, he saw a few wisps of cooking smoke floating in the woods two miles away, and he was overjoyed.

About seven or eight minutes later, Han Feng cautiously approached the place where the smoke was coming out. He was afraid that it would be terrible if he ran out in such a panic and met the Gulu people. After all, two fists are hard to beat hand.

Startled, Han Feng quickly lay down and buried his head among the leaves.

At this time, a familiar voice came: "Go down and have a rest, Ali and I are on guard!"

What Han Feng saw was someone he knew. He was the strongest person in Asa village. His name was A Wu. Asa’s ethnic group was called Sam, and the men in the ethnic group all started with Ah, and the women It is called small, simple and rude.

Han Feng stood up slowly, it was Ah Wu and Ali who had noticed the strangeness here and shouted at the same time: "Who? Who is there!"

After the two of them walked over, they realized that it was the person they wanted to see the most, and they suddenly choked up a little: "God, God, my lord envoy, it's my lord envoy, go and inform the patriarch!"

Ali shouted as he ran: "My lord is back! My lord is back!"

The resting people sitting on the ground stood up when they heard the words, as if they had found faith in their hearts, they rushed to greet them.

Han Feng's eyes were slightly red, and it felt good to see these familiar faces: "I'm back!" The short four words seemed to express his inner worries. This feeling was like a big stone in his chest Blocked in general.

Asa came over in a panic, saw a familiar face and said with some choking: "My lord envoy, it's good that you come back, it's good that you come back, there is hope for our clan!"

The people around all cheered happily, and some young women began to cry with their heads in their arms. They must have had a very difficult life these days.

(End of this chapter)