Traveling through the primitive world: I was a priest in the tribe

Chapter 164 External Conflict 4

Jilang hasn't thought about the past for a long time, and seems to have really integrated into this era.

After several days of heavy snow, a rare sunny day finally arrived. Going out on a snowy day was too risky, and for the tribe, which now had sufficient food and firewood, there was no need to take the risk to go out.

So when the weather cleared up, everyone hurried down the mountain with their assigned tasks.

Some went to rearrange traps, some went to repair previously dug traps, and some went to patrol the territory and go out hunting for fresh food.

And Jilang, the "super dad", is either taking care of his children or on his way to take care of them every day.

He sighed slowly and looked at the little Tao Rong in front of him who asked him which of Sanmao's two children he thought was the best-looking. The two twin boys were almost three years old. They asked so many questions every day, with so many whys that Ji Lang was really troubled.

At this moment, being stared at by the little girl's big round eyes, who seemed not to give up until she got an answer, Ji Lang really hoped that someone could come and save him.

"Well... aesthetics is very subjective, so..."

"What is aesthetics? What about subjectivity? Priest, you speak so strangely." A three-year-old child has strong memory and expression skills.

Ji Lang: "...what I think is beautiful may not be what you think is beautiful, so there is no answer to your question."

The little girl frowned in distress, "Then priest, who do you think is prettier, Xiaowu or Xiaoliu?" Xiaowu is the chubby black puppy, and Xiaoliu is the mixed-haired one.

Knowing that this little guy will not give up until he achieves his goal, Ji Lang thought for a while and said, "I think Xiaoliu is better looking. Its fur has more colors. And..." Before he could finish his words, the little guy in front of him shot out.

"Brother Xiaoman, the priest said Xiaoliu is pretty! Xiaowu is so ugly! If you lose, I will say that Xiaowu is so dark that you can't even find him at night. Only you will like him!" He ran towards the doorway with a clatter.

Ji Lang: ...It's not that I didn't do that, don't spread rumors about me!!!

Xiaoman from the doorway looked over, his eyes full of condemnation and resentment.

Jilang: ...

so tired.

Just as he was about to stand up and give the rumor-mongering girl a good "handle", a hurried shout came from outside the door, "Priest! Open the door quickly! Something happened."

Li and Lan, who were originally sitting at the kitchen door, stood up immediately.

Ji Lang followed them out the door in a hurry.

Several hunters carried the wounded on their backs and were supported by others from behind into the yard.

In such cold air, the smell of blood was strong, making San Meng and the two puppies who were taking care of the cubs in the doorway a little restless.

"How could he be injured so badly!" Li anxiously spread out the tarpaulin piled at the doorway and asked them to put the wounded on it.

Ji Lang took a quick look and found a total of seven injured people, three of whom were seriously injured. One had lost his calf, and another had his arm bitten. The blood on the arm had coagulated, revealing the white bones inside. The most serious wound was on the throat, and he was breathing in less than out.

After seeing someone injured, Feng hurried to the next yard to ask Grandma Xue to come over.

She touched the one with the wound on the throat and untied someone's clothes tied around the man's neck bit by bit. The clothes were soaked with blood and had frozen, so it was a little difficult. She watched in silence for a while, reached out and touched various parts of the man's body, and shook her head.

The bite was too deep, and it didn't let go for a long time after being bitten. I was dragged for quite a while, the wound was too big, and too much blood was flowing.

The crowd was already silent so quiet that only the breathing and groans of a few wounded could be heard.

Ji Lang looked at a familiar-looking hunter, "What's going on? Were you attacked by wolves?"

The man nodded, his voice choking with sobs. "Not only wolves, but also apes. There were more than twenty of them in total. They hid under the snow. By the time we realized something was wrong, it was too late."

If there weren't three teams at that place who heard the noise and rushed over to help them break out, I'm afraid all of them would have been killed.