The next day, Fu Xingyun's injuries were mostly healed, and the hidden restoration in his body was playing a positive role. However, Li Zi was lying on the hospital bed and unable to move.

"How do you feel?" Fu Xingyun asked with concern.

"It's okay, I can hold on."

This is the answer he wants to hear. Usually, children will cry and cry, but he doesn't. This is great. To become a first-class hunter, you need to go faster and bear more than your peers. To endure pain is just the first step.

Fu Xingyun gently lifted the animal skin on his body, and the wound not only did not heal but also began to ferment and ulcerate. "No, I'll go find a doctor."

"Brother Fu, I want to rely on my own strength to survive like you."

"Don't say stupid things." Although he looks the same, he is a demon, and he is a human, and he may not be able to do what he can do.

After a while, the doctor came and showed a shock when he saw the crisscrossing scars of Little Little Zi. "The damage level has reached more than 80%, which is so terrible."

“How to treat it?”

"Picking some mugwort and letting him soak it daily can prevent rot, but even if it is good, it will leave scars."

"It's okay!" Little Lizi responded. "The scars on her body are like the animal skins I cut, and they are all witnesses of my growth."

"It's best if you think this way!"

Mugwort is just an ordinary herb. It won’t have much effect when used as a treatment. In fact, the scars of Little Plum are not serious in Fu Xingyun’s eyes. If it were replaced by a western border with a developed grass and tree technique, there would definitely be a way, but now, this is the only way.

Fu Xingyun took the specimen given by the doctor and crushed it and poured it into boiling hot water. The astringent smell of grass mixed with hot air came towards him. When the water temperature dropped to the appropriate temperature, the little plum lies into the stone basin. "Ah!" The wound felt a knife-like pain when it encountered the water flow. His face was twisted. Under the huge stimulation, bright red blood seeped out from the cracks, and the light green formed by the grass juice formed to form a special orange red.

"If you can't hold on, forget it."

"No!" Little Lizi showed a firm expression. "I want to recover as soon as possible."

Half an hour later, the rotten wounds were cleaned, but they only prevented the condition from worsening. As for when they could recover, it was still unknown.

The next day, sweat and dust caused the wound to recur again, and he had to experience such pain again.

"Little plum, mugwort can only be disinfected and has no obvious effect on muscle rehabilitation. In the absence of resources, if you want the wound to heal faster, it is not to wrap it up. It will only breed undercurrents, but should be revealed. Human potential is infinite. Under constant stimulation, flesh and blood will release the hidden power."

Therefore, Little Li no longer deliberately protects the wound. Protection is sometimes a kind of harm. After exposure, irritation, infection, disinfection, and repeated repetition, the wound on his body finally healed, and after the scar was removed, no trace was left, but the color of the skin was different, which was completely opposite to the doctor's judgment.

At this time, the temperature dropped a lot. Not only that, the air was also extremely dry. Experienced old people speculated that the rainy day was coming soon. Sure enough, it started to rain at night, and it took three days.

The roads were muddy, and all the beasts were dormant. The tribe members could not go out to hunt, so they could only stay at home to recuperate. "When will this rain fall?" Looking at the gray sky, Fu Xingyun asked.

"Xiao Fuzi, it's not that fast." The old woman spitted out a mouthful of thick phlegm. "This is called ghost crying, at least it will take seven days and seven nights."

"Crying!" Fu Xingyun didn't expect that the weather actually had a name.

"That's right, I cried all day long, endlessly, like seeing a ghost. The crying ghost came to mean that the long winter is not far away. For me, the old woman, it's still a dilemma to survive the cold winter."

"Old woman, don't say anything discouraged, you are still tough."

She always said that she was going to die, but she ended up living longer than anyone else. "Xiao Fuzi, after crying, it will be clear for a few days. Do whatever she wants, otherwise, she will have to wait until the spring of the next year."

It's so scary like arranging funeral! Fu Xingyun doesn't care.

Although there were unexpected situations in the sky, it showed a certain pattern at some point. The endless drizzle really stopped on the seventh day, and the sun was shining brightly next, with no trace of winter coming.

However, the tribe members did not travel far. Although such weather completely meets the conditions for hunting, everyone spends their time digging holes and digging holes in their own houses. Why? This is really a very strange move!

"Xiao Fuzi, in the cold winter, the cellar is much warmer than the stone house." So that's it, the stone house with air leakage on all sides has no warmth, and hiding in the cellar can increase the chance of survival. "When the winter is over, we will fill in the cellar."

Is this how people in the wilderness survive the cold winter? Hidden themselves, like animals.

After the cellar was dug, the tribe members began to chop firewood again. In the cold winter, there must be a source of heat, and firewood is indispensable. Dig a hole for a day, chop firewood for a day, the third day, and the last day of warm sunshine, they moved freely.

"Brother Fu, do you have anything you want to do?" Little Lizi asked.

"Not yet!" He shook his head.

"Then can you do something with me?"

"Let's go." They left the valley.

"Little Lizi, I thought you were going to hunt, but you brought me here. What do you want to do?"

"Brother Fu, please accompany me to catch a few birds. The long winter is so boring. It's okay to listen to the birds' chirping if you have nothing to do."

"boring!"

"It's really boring, Brother Fu, when you stay moldy in the dark cellar, you will understand how wonderful the crisp birds are."

They finally caught three orioles and returned, used the old woman's hair to help the small pieces of wood and wrapped them around the orioles' toes. In this way, the birds could move but could not fly far.

On the fourth day, the warm sun was gone, the storm came, and hail fell. The bad weather lasted for three days and three nights. Finally, the vast ground was no longer warm, and heavy snow like goose feathers fell from the sky.

Without clothes or cotton jackets to keep warm, the tribe members still wore simple animal skins like summer. This was simply a struggle with the world with their own bodies. No wonder the old woman was not sure if she could survive this winter. Before the real cold came, she was already pale and trembling.

"Make a fire!" The only thing that can provide heat is firewood.

"No!" The old woman hurriedly stopped her. "Winter has just begun, and I don't know how long it is, how can it be wasted!"

"Old woman, you can't force it."

"It's not a force. My old bone must be adapted. If I can't adapt now, I will definitely die." What she said is not unreasonable. The world is cooling down. If the body does not cool down simultaneously, it will cause repulsion. Once it happens, even if the flames are burning throughout the winter, it may not be able to pass through it safely.

It is difficult to live. Every hunting is a hardship for the primitive residents here, and the same is true for every bad weather.

In addition to receiving food, the tribe members almost stayed behind closed doors. The whole world seemed to be in a dormant state, and the food was cut in half, but it could also maintain life.

When the old woman and Li Zi were trembling with coldness, Fu Xingyun discovered a problem. He didn't feel the cold, as if the temperature outside had no effect on him. "Is it because my body is stronger than them!"

As time goes by, the outside world becomes quieter and quieter. All living beings are hiding in the warmest place. In the face of cold weather, there is no difference between humans and wild animals. They are part of nature. When winter comes, you must maintain a humble attitude.

On the tenth day of heavy snow, the old woman and Li Zi entered a deep sleep. They were able to sleep for eight to ten hours a day, and the same was true for other tribes. This was similar to hibernation. People always maintained the instinct of some kind of beast. But Fu Xingyun was on the contrary. His energy became more and more abundant. Not only that, he still couldn't feel any cold. This was definitely not as simple as being strong!

Before losing his mana, he was immune to all ice spell attacks below the Killing Pill. Could it be that his immunity also awakened with the arrival of winter?

It is said that there is no time in the mountains, and it is even more so when you stay in the cellar and hibernate. Fu Xingyun almost didn't know what time it was.

The drowsy little Lizi woke up and asked in a daze. "Brother Fu, have you never slept?"

"I slept a little and woke up, but I didn't sleep enough."

"Oh" He crawled to the old woman and used his fingers to feel her pulse. He was really worried that she would die of sleep when she fell asleep. Fortunately, her pulse was still beating.

"Brother Fu, I'll get some food." He was about to get up.

"Little Lizi, the time is not yet here. You go to bed. I will go later."

"How can this work? You go every time, you need to rest."

"It's okay, go to bed."

Little Lizi fell asleep again. Half an hour later, the sound of the horn sounded, which was a signal. Fu Xingyun walked out of the cellar with a stone bowl. The snow was falling and the wind was cold, but he felt comfortable.

There was already a queue at the place where the food was distributed. Everyone was hunching over and using the few animal skins to resist the wind and cold. Today was very special, because the one who was holding the spoon was not the women and children, but the moonlight, and everyone could get a piece of minced meat.

Fu Xingyun walked slowly along with the team, and Yueqing saw him. "Xingyun, you can go to the end."

"Why!" He looked stunned.

She smiled slightly, and Fu Xingyun had no choice but to queue up to the end, and it was his turn. "Mr. Yue, are you deliberately teasing me?"

"Do you think I have this free time?" Her beautiful face was slightly rosy in the cold air, and her fair skin looked even more crystal clear in the heavy snow, especially her jade hands, like a green onion. "Come on, I'll give you six pieces of meat, please treat you!"

So that's the case, he was a little amused.

"Eat!" she urged.

"You always look at how I eat." Fu Xingyun was speechless.

"It's still pretentious!" She turned around immediately. "Hurry up, don't let me wait too long."

"No! Lord Yue, why do I want to eat it?" He was confused. This was the food for the old woman and Xiao Lizi, why did he want to eat it, and why did she be so anxious.

"Don't talk nonsense, eat quickly!" She was so unreasonable.

"Okay!" Fu Xingyun ate a piece of six pieces of meat. "It's OK."

Yueqing looked at him maliciously.

"Mr. Yue, what do you want to do?" He felt like he was deceived.
Chapter completed!