But in a few days, when the first snow of winter arrives, all of them will be moved to the stone wooden house that has spent the winter.

There is not enough room for one person. Sanglude lives with other women in the tribe. These days she is busy packing her things so that she can pack them and take them to a new place for winter.

Hulu waited for a while, then moved slowly under Sang Lu's window, and after a while, she stuck her head out again, trying to see if Sang Lu was still asleep through the window.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't look at it, this look terrifies him. Sang Lu's bed is by the window. Even if the light is dim, she can see her cheeks are flushed and her brows are wrinkled, like she's in a nightmare, and her mouth is still full. Mindful of words.

Hulu held his breath and listened carefully, barely able to hear a few words.

"Wolf...Wolf...kill...kill me..."

Wolf?

what wolf?

Sang Lu is so uncomfortable, do you want to wake her up?

Hulu was afraid that the other party would wake up and find that he was peeping, and felt that not calling people was against the principle of his pursuit. After struggling for a long time, he finally stuck his head in and whispered: "Sang Lu, Sang Lu!"

…………

Sang Lu was in a sea of ​​blood.

She knew she was dreaming because she had dreamed it more than a hundred times.

When she just escaped from the tribe, as long as she closed her eyes, she would return to this scene and re-taste the horror and despair.

There was darkness in front of him, wisps of light penetrated, and the tip of the nose was full of the fishy smell of grass and blood, as well as the smell of burning things.

Screams and beggings for mercy were endless, some near and some far away, accompanied by the sound of things collapsing in waves.

She was shaking.

footsteps.

One step, one step, not in a hurry, from the gap that barely sees through the light, from time to time skip the dark shadow that is blocked by the light.

All her hairs stood on end, and the sound of her heart beating was infinitely louder, resounding in her ears like a drum.

thump. thump. thump.

"There's one more hiding here."

The hoarse human voice, the sound was like being scraped by gravel, and it smelled of blood. Tears flowed silently from her eyes.

was discovered.

dying.

The haystack that was hiding was pushed aside, the flames poured into the line of sight, Sang Lu clearly saw it, and the person who came frowned in disgust.

"Hey! It's ugly, there's even a monster in this tribe..."

□□'s upper body outlines the chest and arms of the weird wolf head tattoo. In Sang Lu's field of vision, the pattern of this tattoo goes back and forth.

She couldn't hear the sound, couldn't react, just stared at the tattoo, looking straight, waiting for the pain at the moment of death to come.

"Little monster, it's not likable, isn't it? Are you still a human being when you grow up like this?"

The wolf head's mouth opened and closed, spewing out a strange language.

"Let's go, we only kill people, not monsters."

"Hahahahahahahahaha..."

"God, we only kill people, hahahahaha-"

"Why don't you come and punish us, hahaha—"

High and low laughter, chasing behind the running Sang Lu. She ran forward with bare feet on the blood of her clan.

The blood splashed, as if saying to her, "Give it up, you can't run away, you can't run away..."

"Sanlu!"

Sang Lu sat up suddenly, panting violently, her sense returned, and she was shocked to see the gourd sticking her head into her window!

"..."

"Hey, Sanglu, are you awake?" Hulu smiled wryly: "I see you're having a nightmare, so I want to wake you up—"

The gourd was hit by Sang Lu with a stick at the head, and squatted under the window with his head covered: "I really called you with kindness! Even if I squatted you secretly—"

Another stick.

Sang Lu was furious, put on her clothes, carried her bow and arrow, opened the door and walked out, kicking Hulu's butt: "Follow me! I must take you to see the moon worship today! I can't take it anymore!"

"Wait, that, Lulu, hey Lulu, you wait!" Sang Lu pulled the gourd around a rope around his neck, staggering like a dog: "You've strangled me! Lulu! I really It wasn't intentional, I won't dare next time, that, Lulu—"

The daily morning meeting had not yet started. Yue Sacrificial and Tian Yang were supposed to be in the small wooden building. The two of them pulled one by one and stumbled into the door of the small wooden building, but they saw that the door was open, and there was chaos inside.

Sanlu paused.

"What? Got a cub?"

Overwinter's roar broke through the sky, so loud that it was all heard. Sacrificial Yue shouted at him loudly: "Let your hands loose! Don't touch her stomach! Are you trying to kill your cub!"

"It's my cub!! My cub!!!"

The voice of the moon priest was wrapped in anger: "Isn't it yours or mine!? Can you be normal!"

"What? What did you just say?"

"I said get out-"

Dew took the cub.

This will be the first cub born in the Xingyue tribe.

The joy of the new life exploded from the beginning of this winter, with bursts of laughter, drifting into the distance with the early morning smoke.

Sang Lu let go, she didn't want to approach the small wooden building.

There is new life there, and she, full of death, will never go away.

Wasp is taking all seventy-two people on a long journey.

The weather was getting colder day by day, and even though they brought food back, some infirm people died on the way.

Sadness haunts the tribe, but hope looms again.Wasp was not desperate, because he knew that in five days at the most, they could reach that hopeful tribe.

"Wasp, are we heading in the right direction?" The sallow-faced girl was wrapped in several layers of sackcloth, her hands turning blue from the cold, but with a smile on her face.

The wasp's short hair was sticking out, grinning and letting out a mouthful of white teeth: "Don't worry, the direction must be right, and I can smell it in two days."