Chapter 48: The Poor Foolish Peacock

  Finally, Mo Yuer was still a bit skeptical of Xiao Rongqiu's words. She trusted Xiao Rongqiu after all, this guy had never lied to her before. But it was also impossible for Si Mula to be like what he said... The only explanation was that Xiao Rongqiu had misheard.

  This made Xiao Rong Ball feel quite depressed. After making up his mind, he had to guard against Si Mo La. One Chu Huo was not enough, and there was another Fan Ge. At this time, even the feminine Si Mo La wanted to join in on the fun. He felt like vomiting to death.

  In the evening, Silmara personally delivered fresh black bear meat and a bear paw. Unexpectedly, humans already liked to eat bear paws at this time. Silmara said: "I brought food, it's today's freshly hunted black bear meat, skin removed, washed clean. Mo Yier's cooking is delicious, so I didn't roast it before sending it over. Do you need a clay pot?"

  "Hmm, I guess it's supposed to be used. But I've never actually cooked black bear meat before." Mo Yier glanced at the already processed black bear meat, a plan forming in her mind. The bear paws were meant to be steamed, right?

  "Alright then, you can join us in using the clay pot. Come to my cave and cook food." Sila seemed to be waiting for Mo Yi's words. The food hadn't even been handed over to Mo Yi yet when it was taken back again.

  "Alright." Mo Yier didn't think much more about it. She took the little furball with her to Saitra's cave.

  Mo Yu'er was actually a bit puzzled in her heart. As the leader of the large tribe, did Xue Tela still use herself as food?

  Just as I walked to their entrance, I saw a woman coming out from inside. She slightly nodded her head which was considered as greeting. When I went in, I found that there were some cooking utensils placed around the bonfire, including clay pots, clay bowls, salt and so on. These things had never been seen before in this cave. They should have been brought in by that person just now.

  Mo Ye'er walked in, greeted Saitra, and started making food with her hands. Xiao Rongqiu sat quietly beside them. It was actually Sai Mula who came over to help. Saitra seemed to have something on her mind and left soon after. As the leader of the Great Nuo, she should be very busy.

  Panda paws are steamed. Meat is roasted. The portion is very generous. However, there's no wild vegetables or anything like that. The dishes they can make are still quite monotonous.

  Moyi didn't have any opinion on this matter. After all, she was just freeloading off others. At this time, Stella and the others were already being very generous.

  When dinner was ready, Stella came back. Several people had dinner together. The atmosphere was very lively. Mainly because of Stella and Xiao Rong. They always argued about some trivial matters. One said the meat here is delicious, the other said the meat there is delicious. I don't know why they always have different opinions.

  When they returned to Huashan Cave, Mo Yier couldn't help but ask Xiao Rongqiu: "Don't you like Si Mula? Why do you always quarrel with him?"

  "I don't like him anymore, he's disgusting." Xiao Rong said. Anyway, Mo Yier didn't believe that Si Mula liked her either. He simply said he didn't like Si Mula and that was it.

  "Alas, you're really being willful. Silmala is actually a very good person. For the sake of his sister taking the leader's position, he even agreed to dress up as a girl." In Mo Yier's heart, Silmala was a super good brother who cared for his sister, just like her own sister Mo Jinyan.

  "So you really like him." Xiao Rong Chui asked nervously.

  "What's with what? How can you mention liking again? I don't like anyone. Alright then."

  "He didn't like Chu Yan either, nor did he like Fan Ge." Xiao Rong's mouth twitched slightly, eager to hear the answer. But Mo Yi'er remained silent, not responding at all. Xiao Rong felt a deep disappointment in his heart, but didn't show it. No matter what, being able to stay by Mo Yi'er's side was still a glimmer of hope. He couldn't guarantee that Mo Yi'er wouldn't like someone else, but he could guarantee that one day, Mo Yi'er would come to like him."

  The golden lion is undoubtedly narcissistic and very confident in himself.

  At night, the little ball of fluff held Mo Yi'er in his arms and fell asleep again. But in the cave, he didn't need to spread his wings anymore. The cave here was very comfortable, making Mo Yi'er sleep comfortably too. It was only at midnight that they were woken up by a noisy commotion. Many men's voices shouted: "Quickly catch it, don't let it run away."

  "What a big bird. It's really beautiful."

  "Huh? Why is he still carrying a beast skin bag?"

  "I've never seen such a bird before."

  The people of the Luoyan tribe were excitedly shouting, their voices loud and echoing into the cave from the entrance. Mo Yier suddenly jumped up: "They must be catching the colorful phoenix! How could I have forgotten it? Oh gods!"

  Saying that, he ran outside.

  As expected, many men were holding stone knives and chasing after Cai Feng'er. The poor silly bird was flying neither high nor low, trying to get close to the cave where Mo Yi'er was. Even with so many people surrounding it, even knowing that it would be in danger, Cai Feng'er still didn't fly away. It just wanted to get close to Mo Yi'er's cave.

  "Wait, don't hurt her!" Mo Yier shouted loudly. But the people of the Luochu tribe were all very excited at this moment, and their shouts were also very loud, directly drowning out her voice in the midst of the noise, and no one heard it.

  Ximula and Xitra siblings also stood in front of their own cave. Ximula saw Moyi coming out, smiled and walked over, saying: "This bird is very beautiful, right? When our tribesmen bring it down, I'll give you its beautiful feathers."

  "That's enough. Tell them not to hurt it anymore. This peacock is mine."

  "What. Peacock. Your." Silmara was a bit puzzled.

  "Yes. This peacock... is a bird I raised."

  "You're raising them, you're raising birds." Sumala looked at Moyuer in disbelief. He wasn't a member of the Kankan tribe that fell from inside. Never seen Moyuer raise rabbits, raise small fluffy balls. Naturally, it was surprising and hard to believe.

  "Yes, hurry up and help. They're almost going to hit it." Mo Yuer was getting anxious, and pulled on Si Meng's arm.

  Xī mò lā ěr gēn wēi hóng, rán hòu diǎn le diǎn tóu. cháo xī tè lā pǎo guò qù. zài xī tè lā ěr biān dī yǔ le liǎng jù. xī tè lā bù kě zhì xìn de kàn le yǎn mò yì ér, rán hòu dà shēng hǎn: "dà jiā dōu tíng xià lái, tíng xià lái."

  Translation:

  Cecilia's ear roots turned slightly red. Then she nodded. She ran to Cecilia. Whispered two sentences in Cecilia's ear. Cecilia looked at Mo Yier in disbelief. Then shouted loudly: "Everyone stop! Stop!"

  At first, not many people heard it. But the people around her tribe heard it and hurriedly shouted to stop the people around them. The leader is after all the leader. Who dares not listen to her words?

  Everyone stopped immediately. And someone asked: "Leader, why did we stop? We were about to catch up."

  As soon as everyone stopped attacking, Cai Feng'er flew to Mo Yi'er's side with a flutter and landed behind her, looking very frightened. Such human-like actions made all the people of the Luoying tribe extremely surprised. Those who thought quickly had already realized that this beautiful big bird was related to Mo Yi'er.