The wicked female is extremely fierce, but she's pampered by her seven beast husbands.

Chapter 206 Sleeping with Wolves
"What has it always been like?"

Su Weihua looked back into her eyes calmly, without any expression of sadness or joy.

Ling Chengen rested his chin on one hand, propped his elbow on his knee, and suddenly reached out with his other hand to cover his eyes.

Su Weihua blinked a few times reflexively, her eyelashes brushing against her palm. She was completely bewildered, not understanding why she was doing this.

Just as Ling Chengen had predicted, Su Weihua, though puzzled, showed no intention of breaking free from her grasp.

"I can't sense your emotions."

Ling Chengen abruptly withdrew his hand and said, “We’ve known each other for quite a while now. Putting aside the fact that we fought for our respective tribes back then, strictly speaking, you are already a part of our Stone Forest. But I always feel that you are detached from it.”

Not only in the tribe, but also at home, I felt out of place.

Aside from being close to Yu Shaochen, Su Weihua had almost no interaction with anyone else.

In fact, after he recovered from his injuries, he did a lot for the tribe, but there was always a subtle sense of distance between him and the tribe.

Although all the orcs in the tribe knew him, none of them seemed to be particularly close to him.

Su Weihua looked down at her drooping fingertips and asked, "Is it not enough for me?"

“No.” Ling Chengen shook his head and said, “What I mean is, you can try to treat your family members as reliable companions. Whether it’s me, Bai Qingyu, or the other family members, they will never betray your trust or even hurt you like those people from the Snow Wolf Tribe who betrayed you.”

Su Weihua remained silent for a long time before slowly saying, "I know."

Knowing something is one thing, but being able to do it is another.

"give me sometime."

Su Weihua suddenly looked up and smiled faintly at her.

A man who rarely smiles suddenly reveals a gentle smile, which is surprisingly captivating.

Ling Chengen was slightly distracted by his smile when he saw him get up and look away.

"You should rest now, I'm going out."

He didn't give Ling Chengen a chance to continue speaking and ended the topic abruptly.

After emerging from the cave, he glanced back at the dimly lit entrance, took a deep breath, and his brows furrowed with worry.

……

Dinner was prepared by Su Weihua and three or four orcs from the hunting team. Since they had never dealt with a dire boar before, they argued for a while while dissecting it. In the end, Ling Chengen, who was not sleepy at all, came out and personally slaughtered the boar for them.

The porcupine had been dead for almost half a day, and most of the blood on its body had drained away from the wound on its neck.

The carcass of the mongoose, lying on the grass, resembled a mountain of flesh and emitted a strange, foul odor.

This tastes the same as the taste of the Fear Pig Nest.

Ling Chengen had four people pull the four legs of the rabid boar down from the midline of its neck, attempting to cut open its belly. However, most of the blade was embedded in the boar's body, and the troublesome hair and rough, tight skin acted like sticky rice, preventing the blade from moving downwards.

So she decided to peel it first.

Pork from the hog is different from ordinary pork. Its rough skin is more than ten centimeters thick. After shaving off the hair in the area where the knife is to be cut, the bone blade can then cut smoothly.

At first, she wasn't very skilled at skinning, so her skin wasn't very smooth at first. But as she continued to cut, her movements became more and more steady, and she didn't make any unnecessary movements. In just twenty minutes, she had completely skinned the porcupine.

Because the pigskin smelled very strong, Ling Chengen didn't want to keep it and planned to throw it away. However, Su Weihua thought that the pigskin should be processed and kept for now, as it might have other uses in the future.

In the end, Ling Chengen could only hand over the pigskin to him to process, saying that the smell was still very strong even after processing, and she would absolutely not put this thing into her space, otherwise the other supplies would also be tainted by that stench.

Lin Ying led five or six people to a nearby forest and, as Bai Qingyu had requested, cut down an ancient tree that was over a hundred years old.

After the ancient tree was cut in half, the trunk was sawed into sections. Then, several orcs began to use their claws to carve the wood into the shape of a basin before handing it over to Su Weihua and Bai Qingyu for final finishing touches.

They didn't have enough containers, so they had to use whatever materials they could find along the way.

Ling Chengen needs a lot of basins to hold the entrails of the porcupine.

She initially wanted to throw away the pig intestines because there were too many of them, and they were the smelliest part of the pig.

However, considering that the purpose of this trip was to verify whether the various parts of the porcupine could be used as food, she also packed the intestines separately, planning to have them clean them with the burnt wood ash after dinner.

Ling Chengen brought out the basin of pig's blood that he had prepared during the day. Salt had already been sprinkled in it, and the pig's blood had now solidified into a clump.

This basin of pig's blood was the last thing she collected.

Because the ten-man team didn't kill the dire boar very skillfully, they left many wounds on its body, so blood was everywhere, especially in the area where they were hunting, where a lot of animal blood was spilled.

If it weren't for the other twenty-odd people nearby keeping watch for them, this ten-person team's first hunting mission would have definitely ended in failure.

Ling Chengen took the kitchen knife made by Su Weihua and drew neat squares in the basin full of pig's blood. Then he reached out and scooped out a piece of pig's blood, placed it on the cutting board and chopped it up. He then handed the wild vegetables that Zhilu had collected during the day to Bai Qingyu and asked him to help wash them.

Stir-frying pig's blood is very simple, but adding some wild vegetables makes the flavor even richer.

Ling Chengen also added some wild garlic and chili peppers, and after stir-frying the pig's blood over high heat, it was quickly taken out of the pot and served.

She tried a piece herself first, and it didn't have any fishy or foul smell; it just tasted like ordinary stir-fried pig's blood.

After confirming that the taste was okay, she placed the plate on the stone and let the people who were preparing to learn to cook try it.

She has already taught them the method. Whether they can have a delicious and visually appealing dinner tonight depends on how well they learn it.

Lin Ying was very interested in cooking. She washed her hands by the lake, took off her shirt and hung it around her waist, and eagerly snatched a stove burner.

Xuan Yan was squatting to the side, sorting the large amount of wild vegetables picked by the hunting team, and occasionally asking Yuan Ran, who was helping to sort them, a few questions. When he learned that these wild vegetables were all for cooking, the expression on his face was not one of shock, but it was not calm either.

Although Xuan Yan boasted that his healing skills were not good and that he was not a proper witch doctor, he knew better than anyone that the medical skills he learned in the Southern Plains were almost a one-sided victory in the Northern Plains. There were few witch doctors in the Northern Beast Plains whose medical knowledge was better than his.

Even someone as learned as him couldn't completely distinguish the varieties of these weeds.

Moreover, in his eyes, these things were nothing more than useless weeds.

It is absolutely impossible for it to be used in medicine, let alone as food.

After Xuan Yan finished sorting, he looked at the waist-high wild vegetables in front of him and asked, "Who taught you to distinguish these herbs and wild vegetables?"

“Our tribe’s shaman and the young chieftain know a lot,” Yuan Ran said, looking up as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Who is your tribe's shaman?" Xuan Yan couldn't contain his curiosity any longer. He had thought Shi Lin was just a medium-sized tribe with potential, but it turned out to be quite formidable. Yuan Ran replied, "Our tribe used to have an old shaman, but he's too old and doesn't manage things much anymore. Recently, our young chieftain recruited a young beastman, I think he came from the Southern Beastmen. Apparently, he was a very famous shaman before, his name is something like..."

"Yes, Yuheng."

Yuan Ran slapped his forehead and immediately raised his voice.

Compared to the well-known Su Weihua, Yuheng is not famous in the tribe. Many people only know that Ling Chengen has a beastman with great medical skills, but not many people know his name because Ling Chengen has not made any effort to promote him.

After all, Yuheng has quite a few enemies, and being too flamboyant... will definitely attract hatred.

Xuan Yan sat up straight, shocked, and asked, "Yu Heng? Are you sure?"

Yuan Ran scratched behind his ear, looking at his surprised expression, and asked doubtfully, "It should be this name. If you really want a definite answer, just ask the young clan leader, or you can ask Bai Qingyu and Su Weihua. They also know the identity of the witch doctor."

Xuan Yan looked up at Ling Chengen, who was teaching Su Weihua how to cook, and shook his head, saying, "Forget it, even if we ask, we won't see him now. We'll know the answer when we return to the Stone Forest after the hunt."

It turns out that pork from pigs with malaria odorifera is not only edible, but also tastes quite good.

Although the meat in some places does have a noticeable odor, most orcs can accept it when it's cooked in a strong-flavored dish.

The offal of pigs is somewhat difficult to prepare, and its appeal is smaller, but there are still some people who enjoy eating it.

This pig, a carcass, was so large that even the thirty-odd people in their prime could not finish it.

Ling Chengen put away the last of the pork, stroked his chin and pondered the possibility of occasionally leading people into the mountains to hunt the porcupine after winter sets in in November.

The mongoose is a dominant species in Luolu Mountain, and like most wild boars, it is also very prolific.

A litter can produce at least five or six piglets, and sometimes as many as fifteen or sixteen.

However, the survival rate of juvenile hog cubs is not very high because male juvenile hogs are irritable and do not protect their cubs much. Instead, they are prone to fighting with other males. Once an attack is launched, the scope of the conflict is quite large, and some juvenile hog cubs will become collateral damage.

In addition, the dire hog likes to bully other animals when it gets angry. Some animals are very cunning and, if they can't beat the dire hog, they will ambush their cubs.

As a result, the survival rate of piglets is likely to be no more than 30%.

When it's time to rest at night, Su Weihua is scheduled to rest for the first half of the night.

Inside this shallow cave, there is a smaller cavern.

Su Weihua accompanied Ling Chengen to rest inside. There was only one entrance in the cave that was not completely sealed, and the area was not large, so it was not suitable for making a fire.

Ling Chengen lay on the wooden plank covered with straw mats, wrapped the animal skin blanket around himself, and exhaled a breath of cool air, with faint white smoke visible in the air.

They have now crossed the Luolu Mountains and moved from the south side of the mountains to the north side.

During the day, with direct sunlight, the effect is not very noticeable.

But the temperature dropped sharply at night, and it was noticeably colder in the north of the mountain.

She couldn't help but think of the videos she had seen in her previous life when things were more peaceful, and the knowledge about how mountains block cold air from the northwest from moving south.

Although they are not from the same world, the Lolu Mountains, which stretch for thousands of miles, actually play the same role.

She rubbed her arms, wondering if she should transform back into her beast form, which would probably be warmer.

The cave was a bit small, and she felt a little cramped lying there after transforming back into her beast form.

Ling Chengen looked at Su Weihua, who was bending down to enter the cave, with a troubled expression, and asked, "Where do you plan to sleep?"

Su Weihua glanced at him, puzzled, and asked, "Just like last night, you don't want me to stay by your side?"

Ling Chengen sat up: "No, I feel a little cold."

As Su Weihua watched her speak, white breath escaped her lips. After thinking for a few seconds, she said, "How about I transform into my beast form and you sleep against my fur? That should keep you warmer."

Su Weihua didn't feel cold for the time being. The Snow Wolf Tribe was located north of Luolu Mountain, and his beast form was the Frost Silver Wolf, a well-known king of the snow. Unless the weather was particularly extreme, he wouldn't feel cold.

Ling Chengen hesitated. The beast shape Su Wei had drawn wasn't much smaller than her, and it probably felt quite cramped lying in this cave.

She shifted to the inside of the bed and patted the spot next to her: "You sleep here."

Su Weihua stood there, stunned, her expression somewhat strange.

Ling Chengen raised an eyebrow and said, "Don't overthink it. I'm not even an adult yet. I won't do anything to you."

Su Weihua hesitated for a moment, then lay down next to her, but didn't touch the animal skin blanket on her body. She just lay there stiffly on the straw mat, wearing her own clothes.

Seeing him stiff as a wooden block, Ling Chengen chuckled and said, "I'm not going to eat you, am I? Why do you look like a corpse that's been cold for a long time?"

Su Weihua felt extremely uncomfortable, almost lying on the edge of the straw mat. She didn't dare to turn to face her, but she was also worried that she would be misunderstood if she turned her back to her. So she could only pretend not to hear and closed her eyes blankly.

Ling Chengen watched him play dead, sighed helplessly, unfolded the animal skin blanket, draped half of it over him, grabbed his upper arm with his right hand, pulled him sharply to his side, and snorted coldly, "Just like that, don't roll to the side anymore."

The commotion was too great, and Su Weihua could no longer pretend. She turned her head and accurately caught a pair of bright eyes in the darkness, her mind completely blank.

It was as if I wasn't thinking about anything, but it also seemed like I was thinking about a lot of random, random things without any clear purpose.

Ling Chengen pressed down the gap between their shoulders, tucked the animal skin blanket under his chin, and then closed his eyes.

Su Weihua's body was very warm. Perhaps male beastmen are naturally more energetic than females, so even if the people around him did not turn into beast form, they were still like human furnaces.

With half of her body pressed against him, Ling Chengen quickly fell asleep.

Su Weihua listened to her gradually steady breathing and waited in the darkness for a long time before finally turning over carefully, resting his head on the folded clean animal hide. He unconsciously softened his breathing and looked at the person he usually dared not approach.

Although they are partners in name only, they are not in reality.

Even the small patch of skin that Ling Chengen touched on his arm was impossible for him to ignore. From the point of contact, it felt as if a fire was burning inside, and it gradually spread throughout his body.

His fingers twitched slightly, as if he wanted to touch the female so close to him, but reason prevailed over the strange thought, and he eventually withdrew his hand from his body.

Just as he was about to turn over, wanting to completely out of sight and eliminate all distracting thoughts.

A soft, boneless hand wrapped around his waist, and then a leg pressed down on his knee, even threatening to push between his legs.

His limbs stiffened, but fortunately he managed to reach out and stop the restless leg in time.

However, the unique aura emanating from Ling Chengen completely assaulted his senses; his long, warm breath sprayed onto his collarbone, rendering him utterly incapable of thinking.