Chronicles of Primordial Wars

The next day Shao Xuan went straight up the mountain with the leather bag of the animal. It was always good for the bird to speak to the witch.

The animal leather bag is filled with chirps. This product has been filled with animal leather bags too many times. I am used to it and haven't kept screaming.

The people on the mountain are already familiar with Shao Xuan. Every time they see Shao Xuan and others greet him, Shao Xuan smiles and answers, whether these people are from the other side of the tower or from the other side of the camp.

“Coming.”

The witch was already waiting in the stone house. After seeing Shao Xuan, the smile appeared slightly deeper. The old face became more wrinkled.

However, no one can get such an attitude, let alone Shao Xuan, who is not old enough to be the only one in his tribe who can get such treatment.

Needless to say, Shao Xuan walked right in and sat on the grass mat.

“Psst!”

As Shao Xuan sat down, the beast leather bag chirped, probably aware of the unfamiliar surrounding environment, the beast leather bag next to the grass mat, so he shouted a little anxiously.

From Shao Xuan's entry into the house, the witch's gaze swept from the beast leather bag, and now she hears the noise, which originally appeared with a smile on her face.

Shao Xuan reached out and pulled out the chirp in the bag.

Compared to the first shell ten days ago, Shao Xuan can no longer wrap his hands around it.

“This is...” The witch stared at the young bird in Shao Xuan's hand.

“The last bird egg I brought back.” Shao Xuan said before because of the consequences, "so I wanted to domesticate it. The so-called trained Caesar, the taught chirp. ”

Witch: "…”

There was still some confusion on the witch's face, and Shao Xuan hurried: "No, I mean, a good dog trained, a conditioned falcon. Old Kerk said that chirping may be a more aggressive bird, and I want to train to try it, and if I can't take it to the hunt, I can also play a high-altitude observation role in the tribe. ”

The witch drooped her eyelids, but there was not much change on her face, and she still asked calmly: "If it fails? ”

“Kill him.” This Shao Xuan did not hesitate, that is the rule here.

Do not obey, die or throw. In general, tribes tend to behave in a way that favours the former, killing them directly, simply, smoothly, without being soft and indecisive, and they act less subtly and more brutally wildly.

“Good.” The witch smiled again, deeper than when Shao Xuan walked in. Looks like a good mood.

“Lift it up and let me see.” The witch said.

Shao Xuan stretched the bird in his hand towards the witch so that the witch could better observe it. The other hand prevents this guy from picking on his temper. The person in front of him is one of the two people with the highest fall status, even hidden from the chief, and he can't let it offend him. If it did peck the witch, the tribes wouldn't allow it.

However, Shao Xuan unexpectedly said that he was very obedient today. He didn't scream after screaming when he first arrived, and now he doesn't have to peck.

The witch quietly looked at the person in front of her with a circle of furry young birds, while the witch quietly looked at the person in front.

Half a dozen, the witch lifted up her dead bark hand and brought over a large slap plate on the short table next to her, which contained some black powder. The other hand reached out the index finger and middle finger, dipped in the black powder, the thumb twisted over the index finger and middle finger dipped in the black powder, then bent up four fingers except the thumb and reached up in front of the chirp.

The thumb with black powder lit a bit on the chirping bird's head, fingers split a little, brown grey plush suddenly got a little black, but chirping did not avoid, still staring at the witch, very obedient, looking at Shao Xuan surprised, this product has not been so safe since the shell.

Whatever that means, Shao Xuan knew that the witch had allowed him to do so and agreed that Shao Xuan would try to domesticate the tribe first. Moreover, after the “blessing” of the witch, even if he can't stay in the tribe in the future, nobody will kill him, even if he chooses to throw it far away, nobody dares to kill him.

After the witch dropped the stone tray, it did not stop, but took out a tattoo, which was the same as Caesar's, and handed it to Shao Xuan. Obviously, it's for chirping.

Even more important than Caesar, this is double guaranteed!

Shao Xuan doesn't understand, it's just such a bird who doesn't know the future could become a reserve of food, but it will get so much attention from the witch! Can a witch predict the future and see the potential for chirping?

Unfortunately, when the witch costume is mysterious, no one can pry it out of his mouth, and no one dares.

People who clearly look like they're about to go into the ground are always in awe.

Shao Xuan thanked the witch by throwing her back into the leather bag. With the consent of the witch, it will naturally be much easier to act in the tribe with a chirp in the future.

The chattering matter was resolved, and the witch also entered into the main question, asking Shao Xuan about the hunting over the green land, Shao Xuan selectively said it, but this time, he said a little more, "implicitly” saw the shadow of the thief a little.

Shao Xuan does not think that he can hide the witch's life, he will stay in the tribe for a long time, probably stay here for the rest of his life, there is nothing to rely on, because Shao Xuan will not put hope on the chief for the reasons of the tower. Besides, if Ta really became the next chief, what about wearing shoes? It was not Shao Xuan's dark mind, but after this hunt, he felt that he would not really get along with the tower. The tribe did not have many human rights, and everything was a matter of the first sentence. The boss says you're wrong, you're wrong and won't give you any chance to explain.

After these days of observation, Shao Xuan preferred to believe in the witch, the so-called spiritual leader of the tribe, the development of this isolated tribe is not too good, but there are no serious deformities, all thanks to their generation of witches, and the belief that the next one will not be bad.

If you say more than once, you can gradually make a spectrum in the mind of a witch.

After listening quietly to Shao Xuan's statement, the witch did not ask anything more, but handed Shao Xuan two medicine bags with a gentle face. "One is conditioned and the other is a medicine bag mixed with a thief. Both bags are consumed as soon as possible, especially for thieves, do not put them away for long. ”

After carefully placing the two packs, Shao Xuan heard the witch ask: “Who are you going to follow next hunt? ”

“I was just about to tell you that next hunt, I want to talk to Uncle Mac and them.” Shao Xuan said.

He did not kick Shao Xuan away from the advance team after the tower came back. He probably changed his mind and wanted to carry Shao Xuan with him next time, but Shao Xuan was reluctant. He wanted to follow them more so that he could get a better experience. If he joined the advance team, Shao Xuan could not keep up with their pace, and he could not solve the problem with a blanket all the time. Perhaps when Ta heard Shao Xuan's answer, he would feel that Shao Xuan did not recognize the good or the bad impression on Shao Xuan.

But then what?

Shao Xuan didn't want to go in there just as a decoration. Hunting had to be done beside him. He didn't want to go through it again.

“Well, I get it.” The witch nodded.

With the witch saying, Shao Xuan doesn't have to worry about anything else. Tower doesn't dare to play a fart in front of the witch, let alone refute it. Even his old man and tribal leader O. won't directly refute the witch's decision.

Shao Xuan gave another gift to the witch when he left. The more I learned, the more Shao Xuan felt that such an old man was truly admirable. It's not about brainwashing or not.

Shao Xuan deliberately walked down the hill to Mai and Langa to ask them if they were eating the same kind of eggs, but the final answer was, like any other eggs, that they were completely exceptional.

“You hatched an egg!!” Langa shook.

Shao Xuan: “…” I always thought that didn't sound right.

Langa looked surprised, pulled Shao Xuan's beast leather bag over, opened it and looked inside, also reached in to try to catch the chirp out and take a closer look, the bird was “blessed” by the witch!

Langa's hand was severely pecked as soon as he reached in.

Had it not been for his thick skin, he would have bled from this pecking of iron in exchange for other un-awakened totems.

“This bird is fierce, better than Caesar.” Apparently Langa's “good” standard is the same as high.

For the majority of the tribe, the more fierce, the more fierce, the more accomplished, whether it is a beast or a fierce beast.

“By the way, Xuan, check your house after you go back. The rainy season is coming. Although your house has just been built this year, it's better to check carefully. Have more dry wood at home. ”

The rainy season?

Shao Xuan thought about this time last year, really, the rainy season is almost here.