"Hey!" Little guy, what is you want from me? Jiu Feng's wings fell in front of Yan Mo.

  Yan Mo looked up at Jiu Feng's face and pointed his hand at Salt Lake. "Please bring the child to the stone house and don't hurt him."

  Jiu Feng was confused: what is this little guy talking about?

  Yan Mo understands that his abilities are one-way and Jiu Feng simply can't understand his language.

  "The child, did you see it? It was the little one who was about to drown! Bring him over, I want him!" Yan Mo used both hands and feet, trying to make Jiu Feng understand what he meant.

  Jiu Feng saw that the little guy had been pointing at the direction of the lake, and he turned his head and looked at it.

  "Hey." Do you want that little Two Legged Monster?

  "Yes! Right!" Yan Mo nodded.

  Nodding…… this action, Jiu Feng understands that because it has been seen many times before.

  Strange, the original Two Legged Monster's Little Two Legged Monster has not hatched with eggs, but wanted a baby from the lake? Well, since its little Two Legged Monster who wanted to have a smaller Two Legged Monster to come and play with him.

  Jiu Feng flew in the blink of an eye.

  The child was finally caught by the Jiu Feng from the lake before being drowned. After Yan Mo repeatedly deliberately corrected the claw grip it now knows how to catch Two Legged Monster without hurting.

  When Jiu Feng flew to the lake, the group of people gasped and all together bowed on the ground.

  They dared to slowly raise their heads only until they felt the wind that the huge wings was fanned out.

  Seeing the children in the lake disappeared, the faces of these people showed a very happy look. The Old man waved his hand with excitement. Immediately, several people rushed into the shallow water layer of the salt lake and hammered two large salt rafts with a stone hammer.

  Those people are not greedy, or are they afraid that if they're greedy they will be punished by Jiu Feng?

  Yan Mo hugged the stunned little boy from Jiu Feng's claws, and then pressed his upper body in reverse, letting the boy head down and lifting his forehead, forcing him to spit out the water in his abdomen. Almost after listening to him screaming, and then hugged and touched his pulse, looked at his eyelids, and immediately walked toward the stone house.

  Half of the child body was frozen, the other was shaking with fear, and in the lake he didn't drink much. It is a pity that the first snowfall around the scene has changed a lot, otherwise you can immediately give the boy a snow to give him a gentle rub to increase blood flow.

  Yan Mo wanted to out fast, but he is still a sickly fourteen-year-old boy, holding a child of seven or eight years old, and then felt awkward.

  Yuan Zhan robbed the child from his hand and ran to the stone house.

  Jiu Feng felt that the actions of these two Legged Monsters were very interesting, so it flew over them and watched what they wanted to do.

  Yan Mo followed behind Yuan Zhan with a breathless gasp. He understands the behavior of the primitive people, but he can't help but despise them.

  Taking and sacrificing your child for salt, what is the difference between Yuan Tribe and liking slaves when they have no food in winter?

  Of course, this may have a lot to do with Jiu Feng being too strong and protecting his own territory.

  However, the salt lake is so big, Jiu Feng's eyesight is not good at night, so why can't the gang can't come to steal salt at night?

  "It's more dangerous outside at night." Yuan Zhan glared at him with a sarcasm of "Don't be so stupid, you are the Priest Da Ren."

  "This piece of land is Jiu Feng's territory, but it does not come out for hunting at night. The fierce beast that used to go out hunting at night is not very powerful. At night, there are more beasts in the grasslands and the woods nearby. Those people may live on the border of Jiu Feng territory, and it is safer to walk through during the day than in the evening…… oh!"

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  Yan Mo snorted, and he didn't control his emotions for a while, but he lamented the complaints in his heart.

  When they were running through the creek, Meng, who was dealing with the skin, saw them. When he saw the child in Yuan Zhan's hand, he was shocked. He left the animal skin and ran over. He ran and shouted: “Where did you get him? Scorpion? Did you pick up a sacrifice?"

  "Let it to you." Yuan Zhan put the boy in Meng's arms.

  Meng took it subconsciously. "Hey? Is it a sacrifice os, not?"

  "You are really demanding!" Yan Mo couldn't stand the idiot and slapped his back and urged: "Hurry! Hurry! Take the person to the house, he will die this weather, you pay me ten." This is worth a whole hundred points!

  Then he told the other to prepare to open the sneak, "Da Zhan, can I trouble you to go to the woods and the mountain side to find a place where there is no snow, if there is a stone can you make a stone pot and bring it to me hurry!"

  Yuan Zhan took his footsteps and turned back to get the stone pot. He wanted to track those people and see where they lived.

  Jiu Feng watched them run to the stone house and screamed angrily. Hey!That cave is too small, I can't get in. The Two Legged Monsters like to play in it, which makes Jiu Feng hate the cave!

  It decided that it would destroy the cave!

  People who are severely frozen can't immediately get into the hot water, and can't be put it on the fire. The best way to deal with it is to soak them in low temperature warm water. According to the outdoor temperature and the temperature of the patient's body surface, the water temperature can't be adjusted. The highest water temperature can't be more than 40.5 degrees.

  But there is no such condition. The first problem is that one can't accurately measure the water temperature. The second one is that its too time-consuming to burn water. At the same time, there is no insulation blanket and the like, so that the children can slowly warm up in the soil.

  Yan Mo can only take the soil approach. He asked Meng to put the boy on the animal skin for the bed. After drying the water stain on the child, he saw that the child had no obvious wounds and planned to give him a massage and patting the whole body. In fact, he can also hold the child and warm him up with his body temperature.

  Just then, Yuan Zhan really collected a pot of snow and came back.

  Yan Mo immediately changed his mind and decided to carefully rub the boy's limbs with snow. Improper rubbing with snow can cause skin damage and blisters, and it can even damage your limbs. However, Yan Mo has experience and is not worried about hurting the child.

  Although it has been suggested in the medical community that the treatment of frostbitten patients with snow is the wrong means, but in the past life with Yan Mo's previous practice in the north, many local people will use this method to cure drunk people who fall into the icy cave, although its not scientifically based, sometimes it does work.

  Seeing that Yan Mo wiped the boy out of the snow with snow, both Yuan Zhan and Meng were particularly surprised, isn't it going to make him even more colder?

  Yan Mo taught some of the first-aid methods and precautions to take after frostbite, and he specifically stated that there is no way to wipe the body with snow. If it is not, there is no way to try it.

  Meng stared at the boy, and there were bright stars in his eyes.

  Yuan Zhan licked his lips and grabbed a handful of snow directly from the pot. He grabbed the teenager's foot and wiped it up.

  Yan Mo was so angry that he opened the mess. "You go boil the water! Meng Er, if you have nothing to do, just give me the mud and sew all the stones!"

  "Yes, Little Priest Da Ren." Yuan Zhan And Meng both grabbed the snow in the stone pot, you wiped me, I rubbed you, and actually played, and no one went to work.

  Yan Mo, "……"

  Where are the industrious primitive men? These guys are lazy, and they don't want to go up!

  The boy was rubbed by the snow and his body was red, and there was a crying scream in his mouth. Yan Mo stopped.

  "Don't cry, it's just the natural stimulation when the body warms up it will pass in little while." This massage also makes Yan Mo sweat, but does not let the two bastards do it, one is that he wanted to get more from this child. To reduce the value of scum, the other one is worried that the two people are not light and do not know the massage, but the child is hurt.

  The child yelled "Ah, ah."

  Yan Mo turned to look at the two large urchins who were stating at him like he had a second head. He asked with a blank expression: "Who can you understand what the child is talking about?"

  Yuan Zhan and Meng shook their heads together.

  Yuan Zhan stretched out, sitting on the side of the boy with his legs, grabbed his shoulders with his hand, touched his face with a cold hand, and explained to him: "We don't have a unified language, we just listen to what Priest Da Ren say, the language we are using about now is also taught by the three cities, but even so, there are different ethnic and tribal languages ??between each tribe. Sometimes it is necessary to guess for a while on the trading day to understand what the other person is trying to say."

  "……that is to say the tribes and tribes that the three city messengers have not had contact with. If they say something, we will probably not be able to understand them because we will be using different sets of words."

  Yan Mo was a little grateful at this moment. That is he can't blame the messengers of the three cities. He was grateful to them for for unifying the language of many tribes, but he is blaming him for teaching only some why he did not teach everyone on this continent?

  "Where is this child coming from?" Meng watched the child waking up and he ran to poke the face of others.

  The child looked at Meng with tattoos on his face and fear on his face. He was scared and cried.

  “Meng Er!" Yan Mo was troubled by the child's cry.

  Meng turned his head and was not curious in the situation: "Why did you call me Meng Er? What will you call Zhan?"

  Because you are stupid! Yan Mo smiled. "Because you are the second child, your brother is Da Lie. You are Meng Er. If you have another brother and sister, he will be called San."

  1]…… Er in Chinese means Two or Stupid

  Meng slapped his thigh. "This is a good name! I will know when someone says it if they're calling the brother who is the younger brother, well, I will be called Meng Er later."

  Yuan Zhan always felt that the smile of the little slave had another meaning.

  Yan Mo didn't know it at this time. Because of his unintentional smile, the later Jiu Yuan tribe Chief Da Ren had a subtle rejection of all the numbers and words related to the "Er", and even made some people think he was acting very strange.

  For example, he used to sneer by erecting two fingers before declaring war on the enemy, or rubbing two stones or throwing two hay to each other.

  He will not mention it later, and say it was because of now.

  In order to appease the child, Yan Mo grilled a piece of meat.

  The child saw the meat and the saliva flowed out.

  When Yan Mo handed the barbecue to him, he rushed up and picked the meat of Yan Mo's hand.

  Yan Mo turned to look again at Yuan Zhan, who was consciously preparing to cook. "Didn't you say that there are more beasts here at night? How is he still hungry like this?"

  "The beasts have to be able to catch them. I have seen them they have are no trained warriors among those people. Only the kind of warriors that you naturally exercise, the tattoo marks on their faces tell me that the only ones that are powerful are 2nd Rank." Yuan Zhan put Yan Mo's medicinal materials in the water tank one by one. Some of them have to be put in front of the water, and some have to be peeled before putin water, and he remembered clearly.

  "So there are people who have the ability to wake up the blood in there?"

  "Impossible." Yuan Zhan slammed the ground and turned: "Even if their 2nd Rank warriors have awakened their blood, the ability must be a weak one, otherwise most of those people will not be as thin as you are, because if they have enough food, it is impossible to be hungry like this in the winter."

  "It seems that this is a very weak tribe?" Yan Mo has calculations in his eyes.

  However, no matter whether the other party is weak or weak, if he wanted to contact them he must have communication words which are similar. If you want to communicate, the language is not a big problem.

  It would be nice if he could understand the child.

  "You, who are you?"

  Hey? Yan Mo blinked, what did he just hear?

  When he turned my head, he saw that the child who had just chewed the meat was sneakingly looking at them.

  "Were you also a slave sent to The Mountain God Da Ren?"

  Yan Mo opened his mouth, did he understand what the child was saying?

  Can his blood ability means he not only understand Jiu Feng's voice, but also multi-ethnic, inter-racial, all-human-accessible?

  Yan Mo suddenly got excited.

  If this is true, then this seemingly ribbed ability can be too useful!

  But, God, is it really good for him? ——