And the incident of Tong Guò's last thorn pulling made Mo Yi'er know that its skin is very tough, and it is very difficult for the stone knife to pierce it at once.

After observing for a while, Mo Yi'er was more sure of her judgment. This big stinging insect is not at the same level as the stinging insect encountered in the Flowing Cliff tribe, the biggest ability of that stinging insect is to pretend to be dead, and the biggest ability of this stinging insect is to pretend to be a turtle with a shrunken head. Although the two stinging insects are the same kind of animals, they are very different because of the different living environments.

The little pom-pom saw Mo Yi'er frowning in deep thought, and was very unbearable, so he said, "Let me slap it to death with one palm." ”

"So shot? It's covered in thorns, let me think about it, you keep an eye on it, don't let it get out of our sight. "Mo Yi'er is not in a hurry, the solution is what people think, as long as you put a little thought into it, you can think of it soon.

The little pompom can only listen to her, after all, it is not one or two stinging insects that need to be caught, he will shoot all the stinging insects, and no matter how strong the claws are, they will be smashed.

Mo Yi'er thought of a way to catch the stinging worm in her mind, and she didn't take her eyes off the stinging insect in front of her. The stinging insect grazes in the grass, its mouth keeps chewing, it is very fast, and it is an out-and-out foodie.

Foodie ...... Foodie ......

Mo Yi'er had a flash of inspiration and took out the few preserved fruits she had left from the animal skin bag, but she was very reluctant, so she just tore off a small piece of preserved fruit, and found the herbs that could make it sleepy, mashed it and smeared the powder on top of the preserved fruit. "Little pom-pom, you fly over and drop the preserved fruit near the stinging bug."

"Good!" The little pom-pom did as it was told, moving lightly and quickly, and the stinging worm didn't even notice anything flying over it. It was still grazing, and soon it ate where the preserved fruit had fallen. Preserved fruit is especially unusual for stinging insects, which have never been eaten. It shook its nose a few times like a clown's red nose, and the sweet aroma of the preserved fruit quickly attracted it. It can't wait to swallow such a small piece of preserved fruit that it can be described as gobbling it up.

Mo Yi'er looked at this qiē with a smile, and it was really as she expected. It wasn't long before the stinging insect crashed to the ground, not having time to hide its head in a body full of thorns before falling asleep.

"It worked!" Mo Yi'er happily took out the stone knife and ran over, cutting off the head of the stinging insect that was still asleep.

The stinging worm is in front of you, take a closer look, this stinging insect that will shrink its head into the body is still a little different from the stinging insect of the Flowing Cliff tribe, but it doesn't matter, the important thing is that these thorns are just as sharp and can be used as weapons.

Mo Yi'er gave it a special try, and the result made her very satisfied, and the sharp Cheng dù of the thorn can be used as a weapon.

But now they can't pull out the thorns because they don't have hot water. To be more precise, they only have water in a kettle to drink. The tribe is barren and sandy everywhere, so there is very little water source. It seems that it is still necessary to find a few tribesmen.

Tie up the dead stinging insects with vines and let Cai Ling'er carry them, and they continue to fly.

As they flew to catch stinging insects, they caught seven stinging insects of similar size in one day. It was very troublesome to carry stinging insects like this, and Mo Yi'er became a little impatient.

"Let's find a water source first!" Pom-pom finally decided that he couldn't find the people of the Inch tribe directly, but he had a way to find the water source with his innate instincts, at least by filling the kettle himself. What's more, they carried a small clay pot with them, which could boil some hot water to pluck the thorns of the stingers.

"Okay, let's find a water source first!" Mo Yi'er shook the kettle, and there was not much water left in it.

The little pompom began to pay attention to the water source, and the water source was very difficult to find in the few inch tribes, and the little pom-pom did not stop to rest, and flew all night to find a water source. Fortunately, Mo Yier fell asleep on the back of the little pom-pom, and she didn't notice the cold when she was covered with bear skin, which made the little pom-pom quite comforting.

This source of water is next to a hill, and the hill blocks the raging sand and dust, allowing this source of water to be preserved. There are many more trees and grass next to the water source than in other places, and there are many small animals. But as soon as the pompom got closer, it noticed the smell of a human. "Mo Yi'er, wake up, there are people here, can you see if they are from the tribe of several tribesmen?"

Mo Yi'er opened her sleepy eyes, and while she was talking, the small pom-pom landed not far away, and Cai Ling'er also landed behind them, and the obedient ones didn't take any more steps, and obediently stopped behind them.

Mo Yi'er regained consciousness after a few seconds, the water source in front of her made her eyes light up, she looked for the few people that the little pom-pom said, only to see them hiding behind the dirt slope not far from the water source, staring at a few small animals next to the water source. It seems that they came out early in the morning to hunt. "Let's wait and see, they're here to hunt." As for whether they were members of the Jiyin tribe, Mo Yi'er couldn't see clearly. But nine times out of ten, yes, it's barren and people from other tribes can't come here.

The little pompom and Cai Ling'er rested on the spot, and Mo Yi'er took out the jerky to give them to eat. Mo Yi'er still thought, the meat of this stinging insect should also be edible, right? When the stinging worm's slumber herb had worn off, she roasted one to try the taste.

After resting for about ten minutes, there was movement on the water source, several people rushed towards the water's edge from behind the dirt slope, and the vigilant animals found that the humans fled quickly, and some were still leisurely drinking water, and finally could not escape the clutches of humans.

Mo Yi'er found that these people did not use stone knives to hunt, but smashed their fists into the heads of animals. Could it be that they don't even have a stone knife? No, probably not, they are reluctant to exchange things other than meat and salt, but the stone knife can be polished by itself, even if it is not as good as the stone knife polished by the Flowing Cliff tribe, but at least it will not be useless.

Their harvest was not bad, catching two animals the size of wild sheep. Mo Yi'er had seen this animal, but she was not sure what it was, it was about the size of a 21st century wild sheep, with a gray-black body and short fluff.

When they tied their prey with vines and were about to leave, Mo Yi'er appeared and stopped them: "Hey, hello, are you from the Chi tribe?" ”

Several people turned to Mo Yi'er when they heard the voice, their expressions were full of incredulity when they saw people. One person couldn't help but exclaim: "O god, I actually saw outsiders, I have lived here for so long, and it is the first time I have seen outsiders in our tribe." ”

"Golden ...... Golden Lion ...... Is it a Golden Lion? Another person spotted a small pom-pom not far away, and his voice trembled.