Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Shao Xuan used medicine for Lao Xuan. He applied the herbs he had prepared for himself and collected during the rest of the team's trip.

The old grandson looked like he was only about six years old. In fact, he was almost eight years old and thinner, because he was cold and sick, had been on medication, and was sleeping.

Shao Xuan also has some herbs brought from the tribe to strengthen his health. He divided them into old ones. “These medicines can be used directly by the Totem warriors. When you drink them, put a little less herbs, but add more water. ”

People without awakening totems, like the children of the Flaming Horn tribe, are weaker, and taking some of these pills can make them feel a little better, at least a little more resistant.

“Actually, I have some herbs to take with me. Although you are a Totem warrior, Totem warriors also have injuries. Those herbs are good to use.” Lao Xuan asked his wife to pack some herbs for Shao Xuan.

Shao Xuan took a look at the old house, cut some firewood for them, cut some trees from the mountains, moved some stones over, helped them repair the house, and by the time it was finished, it was already dark.

The lamb legs exchanged by the Toyota clan were roasted, and some vegetable soup was cooked. Shao Xuan and the Lao Qi family finished eating before getting up and leaving.

Lao Xuan wanted to leave Shao Xuan here to talk more. He still had a lot of questions to ask Shao Xuan. However, looking at the sky outside, he didn't stay any longer.

“Rest first, I'll come back tomorrow.” Shao Xuan said before leaving.

With Shao Xuan, the old man is much more at ease.

Shao Xuan went back to the rest of the expedition team, everyone was discussing what he had exchanged with the Feng tribe today, changed some good fur, and of course, most importantly, he also got some grassland medicines he had not seen, which were the most exciting to him.

“Shao Xuan, do you know that there are many toxic plants on this meadow?” 30686; says.

“Well, I heard.” When Shao Xuan talked to Lao Xuan today, he heard him say:

For a man like that, those are precious, but for a man on the prairie, those are the devils.

Not all greens symbolize life, and some represent death. Often, herds of cattle and sheep on the grasslands accidentally eat plants that look like the food they usually eat and die.

Such poisonous grass poisons livestock, causing great losses to tribal people, and even more so, the vitality and fertility of poisonous grass is so strong that it grows again in a short period of time as long as it retains its roots. Even if all the weeds in the grass on the site are cleared this year, we will still see them everywhere next year. Because many of the seeds of poisonous grass are spreading with the wind, or sprouting a few years later, making it extremely difficult to clean them up.

And one of the reasons travelers are needed on the grasslands is because of these poisonous plants. Too much poisonous grass, and the tribes are reluctant to spend more energy on those poisonous grasses, and there are tourists who can get these tourists to work with very little pay. And what the travelers need is tribal shelter.

Some tribes, where poison grass grows too fast and does not have enough people and time to eliminate it, where livestock die and healthy grassland areas shrink dramatically, wage war against other tribes in an attempt to seize grassland. This is also why the Toyota tribe was attacked recently.

Shao Xuan looked at the poisonous grass that took out. Today, as he walked on the grassland, he saw a lot of it, but there were no livestock walking there, so he must wait for the cattle and sheep to pass.

is still studying the poisonous grass he is interested in, and Shao Xuan leans against the wooden wall and thinks about things.

Compared to the flashes, this is really good. Although life is a little tough and there are occasional inter-tribal wars, it is generally peaceful. Perhaps because of this peace, it is not necessary to face a variety of threats from people and objects every day, it is not necessary to deal with a variety of serious crises. Many visitors from flaming horn tribes on the prairie do not show totems like flashing, few people can show faint lines. This is what Shao Xuan learned from Lao Xuan.

Shao Xuan originally thought that he would bring these people back together to the flaming horn tribe across the river, but now it seems that it is extremely difficult, there are many young adults, but after all, he is not a totem warrior, his abilities are limited, besides, there are many elderly and infirm people, these people Shao Xuan did not intend to give up. However, he now needed to come up with a way to better address such matters.

Perhaps when the witch sent Shao Xuan here to look for other Flaming Horn tribesmen, he didn't expect this to happen. Old people like old people who don't have the power to awaken totem can't travel safely.

Tell the tribes on the prairie to treat the Horn Tribe tourists well? It doesn't work, this set doesn't work on the prairie.

If it's a big tribe like the Thousand Faced tribe, a newspaper tribe name, even if the other party doesn't want to, it will change attitude, and it won't be so harsh. But now you tell people I'm from the Horn of Fire tribe!

Most of them will look at you obliquely: Which grass is the Flaming Horn Tribe?!

Strength, fame, the benefits, make every tribe want its own tribe to flourish.

There is no peace diplomacy in the true sense of the word, and most powerful tribes, such as the Thousand Faced, are strong enough to be unscrupulous.

To think about it, Shao Xuan decided to bring some people back to the tribe by then. After the tribe came from that side, he called back the scattered tribes.

The next day, Shao Xuan went to Lao Xuan's side.

The old man's foot is much better. Although he is not awake to the power of totem, it is not even as flashing as flaming, but after all, he is a flaming horn tribesman with flaming horn tribesman's blood in his body.

Old Lao's grandson was much better. He had a good meal yesterday. He was very good today. He also helped his grandmother to weed the grass.

Shao Xuan also used to help. The old man moved slowly, limping, unable to relax, digging for grass and talking to Shao Xuan.

“In fact, my father, at that time, also showed a totem pattern, but very little, very shallow. I remember when I was a little girl, preparing to sleep in the house at night, and suddenly a vigilant horn sounded from the tribe of Feng. My father said that there were wolves attacking. That night, my father was involved in the defense of the Toyota tribe and killed several wolves. When he returned, I saw a tattoo on his face. He said that it belonged to the Toten warrior of the Flaming Horn tribe...”

Speaking of his father, Old Face is proud, which he mentions every time he talks to tourists from other tribes.

Shao Xuan listened to Lao Xuan, while digging out the poisonous grass, yesterday he had learned about the poisonous grass from to know which grass was poisonous on this grassland and which was not.

Tribes allow tourists to dig out those poisonous grasses, and if there are dead lambs and calves where they are responsible, tourists will not be paid from the tribe and will be beaten and even driven out of the tribe. Beyond tribal boundaries, there will be many crises from people or beasts, and if a safe foothold is not found for a long time, the expelled person will soon die.

However, there are poisons on this grassland, and naturally there are other herbs. Shao Xuan also found several herbs when digging for them, many of which are reminded by the old ones. These herbs are common only on this grassland, but rarely elsewhere.

Digging, not far ahead, a child about the age of the old grandson, is dragging a piece of wood thicker than him with a grass rope, humming and pulling this way, although the child is much stronger than the old grandson, but holding on to such a piece of wood makes him hold his face red.

When the old man saw the child, he asked, "Gourd, what are you doing pulling wood? ”

The Guardians and the old family have been cooperating for a long time. The grass that the old family removes is the place where the Guardians often graze their herds. Sometimes the old family helps the Guardians guard the sheep.

“Hey, old man, come here and do me a favor!” After seeing the old lady, he shouted.

Shao Xuan stopped the old man who was eager to go forward and pulled the wooden dragged over in the past.

This wood doesn't look like it, it's actually quite heavy, but this weight is nothing to Shao Xuan. In the mountain forest of the hunting area, Shao Xuan has seen stronger and heavier wood.

The wood dragged over by the melon was thick, but not long, only half a meter in appearance. Feng tribesmen don't like to use wood as a weapon, and most of the time they break it down or come to build house tents and fences, etc.

After coming over, he sat on the floor with his ass and gasped. Instead of answering the old man's words, he looked up and down to help him pull the wood Shao Xuan.

Although old grandchildren are about the same age as gourds, children in tribes rarely play with visitors' children, and visitors are not slaves, but are still undervalued. After all, visitors need to survive on these tribes.

So, when Guan normally came, he had been calling for and drinking, and had fought with his grandson, only because the two families had known each other for too long and needed each other, and did not make a scene.

After observing for a while, Guan asked Shao Xuan: “Are you from the expedition team? I haven't seen you in the tribe. ”

“Yes, I am.” Shao Xuan lifted the wood lightly and placed it in front of the gourd.

Gourd moved forward and asked, "How many beasts have you carved out of the bones? So big, one looks like this...”

Glaughter said, more than rowed.

Shao Xuan nodded, “I carved that.” Those sculpted little things also changed something.

With Shao Xuan's confirmation, he glanced at Shao Xuan with a smile of anticipation. "Can you sculpt another one? Use the wood I brought! ”

Shao Xuan looked at Guan in silence and gave a deep look: “What can you trade for? ”