He thought: I don’t know when the clan leader will come. If he happened to rush "she" to sing again when he came! Otherwise, will the clan leader be furious and will he do anything to me?

Many thoughts flashed through his mind. He was afraid of ghosts and the patriarch. In order to prevent being punished by the patriarch, he felt that the song was really a ghost, and he also hoped that the song would appear again. Of course, he hoped that "she" would be a ghost, and that ghost would not hurt anyone.

Afternoon, he took out the food he brought and ate it on the spot. Suddenly he bit his tongue. He felt that it might be because of his failure to do something thoughtful.

So he put the steamed bun in his hand in a bag, stood up against the stone with complex patterns on the surface, closed his hands on his chest, and recited some words silently, saying that he was hungry and was about to eat, and he would put one of his steamed buns on a clean pad like a tribute. He would not eat them himself, and he could come and eat them if anyone was hungry.

Next, as he said, he took out a clean mat from the bag and spread it next to the stone where he was sitting, placed a steamed bun on the pad, and then he continued to eat the steamed bun that had already eaten some of it.

After taking a few bites, he found that the steamed bun was a little choked, so he took out the water he brought to drink.

After taking a few sips, he used his light to put the steamed buns next to him as a tribute. It seemed that there was something black.

He looked down and choked with a sip of water.

It turned out that the steamed bun square that was "as a tribute" was actually crawling with a thick black insect that was as long as his palm! The insect was soft and was eating the steamed bun leisurely.

He didn't know what kind of bug it was, but he thought it looked very scary, so he immediately stood up with the steamed bun he was eating.

Tie Wandao's subordinates thought: I don't know what kind of bug it is, so don't use it as a bug. Maybe who incarnates it. It should be a good thing if it is willing to eat my steamed buns?

He thought that the reason he had choked by water before was because he just placed the steamed buns there as "as a tribute" but did not provide water.

So he immediately put the steamed bun in the bag he was slung, stood up again at the stone with complex patterns at the bottom, closed it with both hands on his chest, and recited some words silently, saying that it was his negligence to take out the water just now, so he took it out.

After saying that, he spilled some of the water he had drunk on the ground.

Only then did he feel at ease and continue to eat.

The sun was dazzling at that time. If it were normal, he would hide in a cool place because he didn't want to be sunny. However, at this moment, he felt that the sunlight shining on his body could reduce his inner fear to a certain extent, so he not only would not hide, but also hoped that the sun would be stronger.

When he was about to drink another sip of water, he was worried that he would choke again. Seeing that the water he had previously poured to the ground seemed to be about to dry, he sprinkled some water on the ground before drinking, and then he drank it with peace of mind.

Since then, every time he drinks water, he has to sprinkle a little on the ground before drinking, and then he has not been choked.

He had enough food, sprinkled a little water on the ground, and took another sip of water, thinking that lunch was over.

He wanted to go back to the stone before and continue to sit, but the black and thick worm was still crawling in the steamed buns and basking in the sun.
Chapter completed!