Chapter 269: Canine leaping into the river

“Watch out… Watch out… Come again on time…”

Like sheep sleeping on fluffy clouds, they remained nonetheless within the air for a very long time, too lazy to maneuver.

The wind, not chilly, gently blew, swaying the matted hair of the folks.

On this lazy and leisurely time, a way of parting permeated the air by the small river of the Inexperienced Sparrow Tribe, enveloping these folks wearing animal skins.

There have been no willow branches to bid farewell, no low and melodious flute sounds, and nobody writing farewell poems with ink and brush.

However the melancholy of parting certainly unfold right here.

The shaman repeatedly gave directions that had been stated many instances earlier than whereas Hearth One and Hearth Two, two folks older than the shaman, wiped their tearful eyes.

Xiao Mei, Xiao Li, and some others had pink eyes.

With the blessing of the 5 Little Blessings, the Fu Jiang stood on the shore, anxiously pacing round.

Even Deer Lord, who had been tempted by Han Cheng with rapeseed and had executed plenty of harrowing, now stretched its lengthy face towards them.

Solely the teenage boy Shi Tou, who did not know the style of sorrow, appeared eagerly on the Divine Baby, hoping the Divine Baby would permit him to board the boat and see the world outdoors collectively.

“Deal with the tribe. We’ll be again.”

Han Cheng spoke to the folks on the shore.

“We shall be again by the top of the month.”

The mooring ropes had been untied, and the unbound boat, underneath the affect of each oars and water, left the riverbank one after the other, shifting away from the group and heading downstream.

“Woo, woo, woo…”

The Fu Jiang on the departing boat opened its mouth and referred to as out anxiously, clearly frightened.

“Return!”

Han Cheng shouted at it.

“Plop!”

Seeing Han Cheng getting farther and farther away, Fu Jiang jumped into the water and swam in direction of him.

“Return!”

Han Cheng shouted on the Fu Jiang.

The 2 indispensable figures of the Inexperienced Sparrow Tribe had left, and he needed to shoulder the remaining tasks.

Maybe he did not give it some thought explicitly however acted accordingly.

Even the foolish canine, Fu Jiang, who used to run round crazily, had modified its temperament, showing a lot quieter. Its most typical exercise now was to take a seat with the 5 Little Blessings on the gate of the Inexperienced Sparrow Tribe, gazing downstream in direction of the small river…

The river water gurgled underneath the boat, and the oars rubbed in opposition to the picket poles, making a creaking sound.

Eldest Senior Brother crossed his fingers, every holding an oar, and paddled the water, one after the opposite. The oars went into the water after which got here out, creating ripples and splashes.

When the oars emerged from the water, a string of glistening water droplets fell alongside the oars into the water.

Typically, he moved each oars concurrently; typically, he solely used one to regulate and regulate the course of the canoe to keep away from hitting the riverbank.

They had been going with the movement presently, so just one particular person wanted to paddle with two oars; the opposite two oars had been stowed away within the cabin.

The fluffy white clouds drifted lazily, and the inexperienced on either side regularly receded. The acquainted tribe, acquainted folks, acquainted partitions, and the foolish canine chasing the boat distant regularly disappeared, wholly mixing into the continual inexperienced on either side.

The opposite folks on the boat had been additionally a bit reluctant and anxious. In any case, this journey was completely different from earlier than.

Prior to now, after they went out searching, they might normally return to the tribe the identical day, however this time it could take a very long time.

Because the setting solar solid its afterglow, the river floor, which had doubled or tripled in width, shimmered.

Han Cheng estimated the gap; they had been most likely greater than fifty miles away from the tribe.

After touring ahead for about half an hour, this river merged into a bigger one. Wanting again within the course they got here from, it appeared like a bloody sundown unfold throughout the water, a sea of pink.

Han Cheng gave this river a reputation: Crimson River.

Shortly after merging into the bigger river, Han Cheng instructed the Eldest Senior Brother and the others to paddle the boat in direction of the southern financial institution, the place a shallow sandbar was excellent for resting.

In such circumstances, he had no intention of crusing at night time, as that will be reckless conduct.

The splashing sound of oars hitting the water and the conversations among the many folks startled a number of gulls and herons.

Sadly, a few of them, who hadn’t had time to fly away, had been shot by means of the physique by an arrow tipped with bone earlier than they may react, and after fluttering just a few instances, they lay nonetheless.

Third Senior Brother grinned with a picket bow, and the others cheered. They hadn’t had a lot success prior to now catching these flying birds.

The folks pulled the boat ashore, trampling down a patch of weeds.

The hand-crank drill used for making fireplace was introduced out, and with a scorching sound, sparks flashed.