I am a Primitive Man

More insidious things are yet to come.

After the thorns were laid down, Han Chengcheng found some not too thick wooden sticks and put them on the pit mouth, covered them with leaves and other things, and covered the leaves with a layer that had been woven by people in the tribe. There are a lot of networks on the Internet.

The nets are tied around the sides with ropes and fastened firmly to tree stumps nailed near the trap.

The rope on the net is relatively long to ensure that the wild boar can reach the bottom of the pit after sinking.

The reason why this layer of net is used is because some wild beasts are really ferocious and messy, especially at the critical moment of life-threatening, they can often explode with extremely astonishing power.

In order to prevent the wild boar from escaping again after falling into the trap, Han Chengcheng set up an extra layer of net as a restraint.

In this way, it will be much safer.

After the net is arranged, a fine layer of soil is sprinkled on it, and the new soil is covered with some millet harvested for digging.

Then carefully deal with the surroundings, and it looks almost the same as before.

The eldest brother stood on the sidelines and looked at this seemingly normal land, sucking his teeth.

Son of God's move is too ruthless, right?

But thinking about the scene of the wild boar that had ruined so many crops falling inside and writhing, I couldn't help laughing again.

Ruthless is ruthless, not enough for his taste.

Wu also came over and kept telling people not to come here, especially those children in the tribe, not to come near here.

It would be too sad if one accidentally fell into it.

After completing the traps here, Han Cheng, senior brother, Shang and other hunting experts carefully surveyed the terrain on the side of the hillside, looking for traces.

In places where a few wild boars may pass by, separate out several waves of people and arrange them as before.

But the scale is not as big as the previous trap area.

When the sun slanted west in the afternoon, these traps were also set up, and the people in the tribe left carefully from the edge of the traps.

There are signs that they can understand around these traps,

In order not to lose time, someone will fall into the trap by mistake and get hurt.

The golden sun slanted down, the wind blew, and the golden millet collided with each other, making a soft 'rustling' sound, and then hugged each other like golden waves and went to the distance.

On the wall of the tribe, many people were watching this scene that they couldn’t get enough of. The joy and satisfaction in their hearts cannot be expressed in words.

Many people's eyes fell on the far edge of Guzi Land, where there was something called a trap that they made to protect Guzi.

Before, they were still worried that those wild boars would come again to spoil the fruits of their labor, but now, they were worried that these guys would not come.

Compared to the worries of other people in the tribe, Han Cheng seemed much calmer. It wasn't that he had any superpowers, and he could predict that wild boars would definitely come, but that he remembered a local saying in his hometown in later generations - The old sow Arched to the sweet potato cellar”

More often than not, this phrase is often used to describe gluttonous children.

I bought some delicious snacks at home, and the child just ate them, mouthing non-stop, and then this sentence would come to his head.

The meaning of this sentence is that the pigs who have been pushed to the sweet potato cellar have tasted the sweetness, and will go there every three days, and then eat until the sweet potatoes are completely eaten, or they are discovered and beaten. Finish.

The Qingque Tribe doesn't have a sweet potato cellar, but they have large fields of millet that are about to mature.

These wild boars have found such a good place, and they probably won't come back after eating it once.

After all, they ate happily last night, and no one disturbed them.

This is also the biggest reason why Han Cheng made great efforts to make traps in the place they ruined last night, while the traps arranged in other places were not so elaborate.

The dusk gradually fell, and after dinner, the people of the tribe sat around in the courtyard in twos and threes, enjoying the comfort and the coolness of the night after a full meal.

If there are more bright and dark red sparks in the night, it will be even more fascinating...

There are few mosquitoes here, because in front of and behind the house, Han Cheng asked people to transplant a large number of calamus, mint and other insect-repelling plants by the river ditch, and it has spread by now.

Some people are looking up at the bright and mysterious starry sky, and some people climb up the wall to look at the place where there are traps on the edge of the millet.

It's just that they are trapped in the darkness, and they can't see too far. Regarding the traps hidden in the darkness and on the edge of the millet field, they don't know if they have the expected gains.

Son of God...

Someone finally lost his composure and spoke up, wanting to light a torch made of pine resin and some scraps of sackcloth, and go over to see if there is any harvest from the trap.

Han Cheng refused with a smile.

The most important thing in getting into the trap is to stay calm. At this time, you can’t go over and look at what you say, otherwise it’s easy to startle the snake, and all previous efforts will be wasted.

Everyone sat here for a while. In the dark night, there was no different noise, and everyone went back to sleep one after another.

There are also some who can't sleep, continue to stand on the fence, looking at places they can't see...

In the room, the faint yellow light was on for a while, and then turned off. Han Cheng embraced Bai Xuemei, who was as soft as a big bear, and fell asleep.

The night is getting darker...

Bang bang bang...

Son of God! Son of God...

A knock on the door and shouts that appeared to be relatively hasty broke the tranquility of the night, and suddenly sounded outside the door.

Han Cheng was frightened and woke up from the dream. After being a little confused, his mind became clearer.

What's the matter?

Son of God! There are wild boars screaming in the west, it must have fallen into a trap, let's go and see...

Senior Brother and Shang's voices sounded, filled with uncontrollable excitement.

Huh~

Han Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out it was because of this.

No one is allowed to go, go back to sleep honestly!

Han Cheng, who was disturbed in his clear dream, was a little angry to get up, and after giving the order to die, he lay down and went to sleep holding Bai Xuemei, who also woke up and sat up.

These guys are all leaders, why are they so restless? Going out in the dark in the middle of the night is not reliable at all.

The two people outside the door were slammed, stood here for a while, had to turn around and leave, and continued to climb up the wall to listen to the movement from the other side, with excitement and itching.

This feeling of not being able to look at it knowing that there is something to be gained is really uncomfortable, just as uncomfortable as having a fluffy tail constantly teasing in the heart.

Looking back at the house where Shenzi lived, which was still immersed in darkness, the two met each other and smiled wryly. While lamenting that Shenzi could really sleep calmly, they could only suffer and wait in this seemingly endless night. dawn comes...