Chapter 49: Mo Yuer wants to go hunting

  "You all go back to sleep, this bird is being raised by Mo Yi'er, and from now on, everyone should not harm it." Xie Tuo concealed her surprise, speaking very calmly. In front of the tribe members, Xie Tuo was a steady good leader who would not lose her composure due to anything.

  Many tribesmen were surprised at first, but soon accepted the fact and went to their communal cave one after another. However, there were some who liked to stir up trouble, and the woman who had been hostile to Mo Yier before walked directly to Saitra's side and said in an unfriendly tone: "Chief, why should she say that her bird is hers just because she says so? It was found in front of our tribe's cave, it should be our tribe's bird. They come here to eat and drink for free, but they also want to take things from our tribe, how shameless."

  Sister La didn't expect that there would be a tribesman who would openly make things difficult for Mo Yier in front of her, and she couldn't help but feel happy. The Lan Jie tribe was different from the Kan tribe, and Sister La wasn't so close and friendly to all tribesmen. "Yufeng, Mo Yier is my honored guest, take back what you just said!"

  Chu Fen's eyes widened in shock, she had never thought that the chief would treat her like this in front of outsiders, and she couldn't help but feel wronged. "Chief, I'm also considering the tribe, this bird..."

  "Alright, I don't want to hear it. Just remember that Mo Yi'er is my honored guest and you should treat her with the same respect as you would me." Xue Tela said sternly, causing the woman named Chū Fēn to cry in grievance, but Xue Tela didn't pay attention to her, she disliked women who always cried. She herself was also a woman, but since childhood, she had rarely cried.

  Mo Yu'er ignored Chu Fen, thinking that women like her and Yao Nu were all the same type, only jealous of herself. The more she tried to reason with them, the worse things got. It was better to just give them the cold shoulder, so they wouldn't have an excuse to come bother her again.

  Mo Yu'er brought Cai Feng'er back to the mountain cave where she and Xiao Rongqiu rested. The cave was small, and Cai Feng'er took up a lot of space, making the cave feel cramped. Later, Xite La and Ximula siblings also entered, making the cave even more crowded.

  Xī tè lā and xī mò lā were very interested in Cǎi Fēng, seeing how obediently she followed Mò Yì into the cave, they completely confirmed that Cǎi Fēng was indeed raised by Mò Yì. Xī tè lā asked hastily: "Mò Yì, you're raising birds again? How did you train it to be so obedient?"

  "I don't know either, maybe we just have a good affinity!" As for this, Mo Yier was really unaware. From the small fluffy ball to Cai Feng'er, they all listened to her words. The premise is that they are all very spiritual, and other wild beasts are not so obedient.

  "What is fate?" Silmara was very interested.

  "It's fate, just like how I met all of you and we became friends, that's the fate between us."

  "Oh! Fate, this thing is really good." Silmala smiled, his pale face radiating a lustrous glow in the firelight. His skin was so good it was bursting, tender and delicate like a newborn baby. It made Mo Yier, as a woman, feel envious to the point of being unbearable. This face, this skin not being on a woman was truly a waste.

  They were talking, when Cai Feng suddenly became restless and pecked at Mo Yi's palm. Mo Yi couldn't help but laugh, previously thinking that the bird was homesick for its owner, so it flew towards the cave, now realizing that it was actually hungry. Mo Yi took off the beast skin bag from its back, grabbed a handful of crushed jade rice grains and fed it.

  Cai Hong'er was really hungry and started gobbling down food, Mo Yi'er busily poured some water from the clay pot for her to drink. Then she thought for a moment and asked Xite La: "Where is your water source? Living on a cliff is quite inconvenient, right? However, there are also many advantages here, at least you don't have to worry about being invaded by outsiders."

  "Hehe, it's alright! The water source is inside the big mountain cave. If you want to take a look, I'll have Sula bring you there tomorrow." Sula said, today she had some things to attend to in the tribe and usually she would also go hunting with the strong men.

  "Alright, then I can go fetch water myself and won't have to bother you all the time. I don't know when Mang Gong will be back, and how many more days I'll be troubling you." Mo Yier smiled awkwardly, then suddenly said: "How about this, tomorrow I'll go hunting with you!"

  "Stop joking, what are you doing hunting as a woman? Stay quietly in the tribe, don't worry, I'll share food with you." Silmara said disdainfully, seemingly forgetting that she herself was actually a man and should also go hunting.

  "Why can't women go hunting? Didn't Stella also go?" Mo Yier lowered her voice to argue, with a tone full of discontent.

  "You...!" Silmara was a bit frantic: "How can you be the same? Sitrine has been hunting for many years, she is tall and strong, and look at you, small like a mountain mouse."

  What Sila said was the mountain mouse, which occasionally appears in their cave, is similar to the mice of the 21st century, but with a smaller head. They move quickly and have less destructive power than the mice of the 21st century, they are some very useless little guys.

  "How can you compare Mo Yi'er with a mountain rat? Her strength is far greater than yours!" Xiao Rong stood up for Mo Yi'er immediately. After all, Grandfather had given her those good things that could increase her strength and speed to eat. Now, Mo Yi'er was someone that ordinary humans couldn't compare to.

  "Really? The last time I saw Mo Yuer, her strength was still very small." Although Saitra didn't agree with what Sai Mala said, she really wanted to know if Mo Yuer had great strength.

  Xī Mò Lā's face turned black, he was a man dressed as a woman, but after all, he was a man, and being told that his strength wasn't even comparable to a woman's, how could he bear it? Moreover, he usually concealed his true abilities, the real him wasn't as weak as he appeared on the surface.

  "Don't believe we can't compare!" Mo Yier said with a smile, she also wanted to know how much strength she had and how much difference there was compared to men.

  "Bring it on, who's afraid of whom!" Sila was the kind of person who couldn't stand being provoked by others. Mo Yuer only needed one sentence to get him rolling up his sleeves and preparing for a showdown.

  "Alright, how do you want to compete? Arm wrestling?" At this time, the man already had arm wrestling as a competition, but it was very informal and didn't have a fixed posture. Two hands could go up together, and full-body strength could be used, as long as one won, that was all that mattered.