Happy Primitive Life [ Danmei MTL ]

16| Failure

The black scales shimmered in the white snow, circling and entwining in circles, rubbing out a sound of "babble", a huge python occupies a snowdrift, surrounded by dazzling broken arms and limbs, where the red and pure white meet, and eventually become black. 

"Patriarch, do you really believe what the catastrophe said?"

A man with a scar on his face stared at Heri, and several people next to him were also waiting for his explanation. 

Heri glanced at the crowd without anger.

 "Everyone bring their weapons, ready to go!" After saying that, he put on his stone axe and took the lead out of the house. 

Although he did not answer explicitly, his actions have been told to everyone that he believed in Na Gu.

The people in the room saw that the family leader had left, even though they were reluctant, they had to follow him to find out. If they find that calamity is talking nonsense, they will definitely call him pretty. All the people in the group are young and middle-aged people with vigorous skills. The place Na Gu said was not too far from the tribe, and it was the range of their patrol team. 

That place was originally the junction of mountains and forests, on the edge of the plain, about an hour's walk from their tribe. This group of people is eager to prove something, even though the snow is thick and the sky is cold, their movements are not at all stagnant. 

When approaching that place, Heri gestured to make everyone pause. 

When they were ready to stop, Heri set off again with everyone. 

Heri was surrounded by a dazzling animal skin, a tall figure, deep and shiny eyes, and a sharply contoured face. Although he was not as young as Nagu, he had the grace after years of precipitation.  The heavy snow day and night made everything look the same, but Heri was an experienced hunter after all, and his ability to track prey was not comparable to Na Gu. Others couldn't see it, but he saw something different. 

The slightly raised mound in front has an inconspicuous long mark, which seems to be a mark left by something moving. The weather is so cold, it is estimated that the giant python has hibernated somewhere. However, Heri still didn't dare to be careless.

He took the wooden thorn handed by the tribe, and pierced directly into the snowdrift at a distance of four or five meters.

At the same time, he led everyone back ten meters and waited quietly.

In fact, everyone has no idea in their hearts.

They don't know if they can win if they really meet the giant pythons, but the corpses of the tribe cannot be abandoned in the wilderness. At this moment, everyone was very nervous, wishing to hold their breath, it seemed unusually quiet outside. 

However, after three minutes, that layer of snow remained silent. The stick was about two meters long, and most of it hadn't fallen into the snow.

If there were living creatures in it, even if it was hibernating, it should wake up at this time. It seemed that the python had gone, some people were relieved, and some people wondered if they had been cheated. 

As the patriarch, Heri is responsible for the safety of the tribe, and he has to be careful. 

After waiting for a while, he was convinced that the monster was gone. He waved his hand, and brought his tribe to leaned over. 

"Dig!" The low voice sounded a little dull in the snow. Everyone listened to the order, shaking their arms and digging. These are covered with fresh snow that has just fallen, so it is easy to dig. But it hasn't been long since digging, some people have red eyes.