Chronicles of Primordial Wars

As the winter officially ended, some rafts and boats began to move on the river, although most of them were travellers and slaves living here, and the expedition had yet to come out.

Shao Xuan did not see the slave owner this time, flashing that the slave owner named Xiao Xiao had left before the winter, did not know where to go or when to come back. However, the slave owners have left several of their higher-level slaves in charge here, with them present, and the slaves have dared not to laze at all, and the slaves' movements have been seen everywhere in the last few days.

Shao Xuan and Yan Feng will make up for the boat docked on the shore.

The boat stayed here, there were no slave guards, but it was not stolen. No one wanted to go out when it snowed, and the person who started thinking after the snow stopped, when he saw Shao Xuan, he had no thoughts.

“We leave tomorrow.” After fixing the boat, Shao Xuan said.

“Okay, I'm ready over there.” Flaming and exciting tunnels.

The scintillating family will leave with Shao Xuan, and their house will be left to friends here. Since Shao Xuan came here last year to deter a group of people, together with the power of upliftment, the scintillation has gathered a group of tourists to form a small group. Some of these people are better off than the scintillation, but these people cannot leave with them.

So the flames left their house to the brother-in-law, who was sad, and told them, at Shao Xuan's behest, that the Flaming Horn tribe would move to the centre, and that they could go together and live around the Flaming Horn tribe.

The people who were frustrated by the flashing departure were very happy to hear the flashing words, which was very good news for them, and the hope made them more motivated to live.

It's just a few more years. Maybe we'll get word in a year or two.

Take care of everything. Shao Xuan handed the hunt that he threw down to the flame. "Rest well tonight and leave tomorrow. ”

Night falls and some of the active animals of the night come out at the end of winter, leaving tourists afraid to go out and stay at home.

“Shao Xuan, what are you looking at?” Horn lunch with a piece of barbecue, asked.

Shao Xuan retracted his gaze from the window and closed the window, saying: "If I'm not mistaken, tonight should be the tribe's annual sacrifice time. ”

When he heard Shao Xuan's words, whether he was barbecued or drinking soup, he stopped his hand and looked at Shao Xuan.

“Sacrifice... Sacrifice, what does it look like?” The flames burn and bear the excitement in your heart, "he asked.

“Sacrifice, by this day, all the tribe people will go to the fire pond to attend the sacrifice ceremony, the totem warriors will wear clothes and accessories made from the most proud prey they have hunted, and will draw the tribe's totem on their faces...”

Shao Xuan told several people about the annual sacrifice.

Everyone next to the fire listens carefully, the light of the fire is reflected in the eyes, crystal bright, even the flaming child listens carefully, I don't know how much I understand.

As he was saying, Shao Xuan suddenly felt the totem change in his mind.

“Fire pond sanchong, the first chong begins.” Shao Xuan pointed to his face, then tucked up the sleeves of the animal leather coat, revealing the appearance of the totem pattern.

It's not just Shao Xuan, the people here, except the flashing wife and children, the other five people, all with totem marks on their faces, they don't have Shao Xuan's clarity, but they do appear. This has never been the case before.

“Every year today is a day of awakening for eligible children in the tribe. When I get back, Xiao Yan chant will also go through it.” Shao Xuan said.

Yanxiang, is a flashing daughter, but the children without tribes are good looking, but it's okay, when they go back, they will gradually rear them.

It's about resting well tonight, but no one can sleep early, flashing and flaming a few even because of Shao Xuan's words all night. I don't know if it's because my emotions are too exciting, too exciting, I can't sleep with my eyes closed for a long time, the next day I woke up very spiritual.

The flames were about to leave, and friends he met in the tourist area came to see him off.

Bring the child aboard, flash back to the people standing on the shore, "Go back, everyone, wait for the good news. ”

After the burning oars, the flames flickered and looked at the places where they had lived for many years.

Over the years, in the land of the slave owners, the number of houses has grown and grown. This year, many visitors have rushed in, fantasizing about the day when they will be able to achieve important positions of title from the lowest level of slavery. The visitor area, still like that, has been left, has been added in, has collapsed and has been newly built.

And in this river next to the Traveller's Quarter and the Slave Grounds, there are countless bodies of Travellers and Slaves, sick, killed, innumerable.

He suddenly remembered what the traveler who used to sit outside the door said when he first came to this place, living next door.

Back then, the tourist held a bone knife he had polished, pointing to the river, and said to the flame, “Everyday people die, and then they are thrown into the river and eaten by the fish, and then the tourist catches the fish and eats the fish. Others, even more unfortunately, wanted to be thrown into the river. Unfortunately, he was eaten, his bones were made into bone knives, taken everywhere, hunted...”

The traveler's appearance, flashing no longer remembered, all he remembered was that he was seriously injured while hunting in the mountains, and when he came back, he tied himself up with a stone and jumped into the river.

The difficulty of survival, the difficulty of life, is only understood by those who stand within it.

The flames looked back at those who were still standing on the shore, and they looked at the boat, and they envied the flames, and they looked forward to the day when they heard the news of the Flaming Horn tribe. Perhaps by that day, they'll be new.

A big paddle was paddled, flashing towards those standing on the shore, shouting, “Alive! ”

“Alive!” Their voices came from the shore.

The horn lunch is quite touchy and intends to follow the roar and be stared at by the flames. The hard part is to hold back the roar that is about to break off.

Green river waters carry a nine-man boat as the paddle roars forward.

On board, there are also shields made of wood that can be resisted if someone attacks this way across the shore.

Flashing wives and children are protected in the middle.

The sky, staring at the movement below, will inform Shao Xuan if an anomaly is found.

Shao Xuan still has memories of this waterway. He also remembers the last time he came from this waterway, the words of the experienced travellers, the experience told, such as which section of the river is more urgent, more dangerous, which part of the river lives in a small tribe, etc., these Shao Xuan also told them to burn, prepare their hearts, don't panic.

The first time they left the tourist area where they had lived since childhood, both children looked at both sides of the scenery curiously, but the adults were less relaxed because Shao Xuan told them to be vigilant.

On the third day after leaving the fork of the river, Shao Xuan saw the symbols of the clan.

“The Pu tribe has arrived.” Shao Xuan pointed to a totem painted on a rock rising up on the riverside hill and said.

There are also Totem warriors on the edge of the tribe. They don't remember Shao Xuan, but when Shao Xuan mentioned some things from last year, the patrol looked back and seemed a little impressed.

Looking at Shao Xuan's side, there seemed to be no threat, and a soldier on patrol said: "Come with me, I will take you to see Panning. ”

At the end of winter, temperatures rose, and the expedition team also began to prepare for their first trip this year. Among the several expedition teams, Panning was being asked to inform the people in his team of their plans for this year's expedition. After hearing them, someone shouted at themselves and looked back and saw Shao Xuan.

Panning remembers Shao Xuan, just doesn't have a good face and doesn't seem to care.

Shao Xuan doesn't care about Panning's attitude, which has always been the case anyway.

After a casual conversation with several familiar people around him, Shao Xuan went to under the guidance of several members of the Pu tribe.

It was the first time they had entered a tribe, and it was not their tribe, surrounded by some totem fighters, which made them nervous.

After the surrounding tribes saw the flames, some of them showed contempt in their eyes or ignored them. At first glance, they knew that the flames would not do much good, could not make a deal, and naturally did not have a good attitude. However, Shao Xuan's acquaintance knew that the boy had a lot of good stuff in hand and was still coming back from the centre.

When there were few people around him, the horn couldn't help but whisper in his brother's ear: "They have big eyes. ”

What else are you going to say? Shut the fuck up.

As soon as it warmed up, the tribe began to have some frog activity, because Shao Xuan had ordered it before coming, and several people cautioned against touching the frogs, although many of them looked fat and delicious.

“Two days to start trading?” Shao Xuan looked at the surrounding house and asked the people beside him.

A lot of people around here have started putting things up, and this is where people from the tribe are going to start trading.

“Yeah, by the way, Shao Xuan, today the Lo tribes are coming to trade, you can see what you can get for it.” The man said.

When he saw his cabin, Shao Xuan thanked the man and stuffed him with a piece of meat jerky. “Thank you. ”

As soon as he smelled meat, the man was stunned. He didn't think to take a road, but he could still receive something. He smiled and looked around. Nobody noticed. He quickly stuffed what he had in his hand into a leather bag. He didn't want people to know that he could take a road and change things. What if someone robbed this job next time?

I didn't intend to leave with the expedition team this time. When Shao Xuan passed, I still slept in the cabin.

Shao Xuan's arrival made him happy, knowing that Shao Xuan wanted to exchange frog poison, in the eyes of a few curious people, he made several kinds of frog poison and poison thorns on the scene, and by the way, dug out all his grandfather's hiding from the ground.

“The old man hid everything last year. Too long, the medicine will be less effective. It's a waste of time to keep it. It's yours.” Speaking without guilt, don't worry that the old man will jump like a thunder when he finds out.

“Thanks. ”

At this point, disturbances began not far away.

“It should be the Ro tribe, you can swap some nets from them, they're doing very well, and I still don't see what they're doing with nets.” Recommended.

“Well, I'll go check it out first. ”

When Shao Xuan left, he beat up a debt and planned to go back to sleep.

“Who was there just now? Where's my frog poison? I'm also going to change things with the Lo tribe people.” The old man is back.

“Grandpa, do you know the Horn Tribes?” 30686; asked.

“I don't know, a little familiar. Where's my frog poison? ”

“Shao Xuan belongs to the Horn of Fire tribe. ”

“Well, where's my frog poison? ”

“Shao Xuan fought a Thousand-faced tribe last year while I was following the expedition team. ”

“Oh, like I said, where's my frog poison? ”

The grandchildren started a daily "chicken-to-duck” conversation again.

Shao Xuan also has some impressions of the Luo tribe. The network of the Luo tribe is really special. They use very thin woven materials, much thinner than ordinary grass vines, and sturdy enough. It should be made after some kind of plant processing.

Shao Xuan exchanged a fishing net and changed several coats of fish leather.

Fish fur coats, which are common for the Ro tribe, are different from other tribes' veterinary fur coats, and their tribes face rivers, two of which can catch fish. They use the most primitive tools and the most commonly used materials to make clothes, shield the wind from rain, and warm themselves.

Whether it be the Ro or the Po tribes, or others, who have experienced incalculable rainstorms, each tribe in their unique history of development seeks more skill in survival and practice, and even if they do not come into contact with a higher civilizational culture in the centre, they can enter the threshold of the civilizational age, only to consume more time.

Civilization and skill are driven out by life.

Compared to “prices” in the middle, the deals here are real and affordable. No wonder the people of the Pu tribe always like to go away.

A few flames followed Shao Xuan, and a lot of insight grew.

After spending the night in the clan, the next morning, Shao Xuan burned them with fire and took a boat to the clan.

The closer they get to the clan, the more nervous they get. Although Shao Xuan told them that the crocodiles of the clan were special, they still couldn't bear to be nervous. The murderous image in their memory always plays back and forth.

“Ahead is the extent of the clan.” Shao Xuan looked at the river section ahead and said.

A few people were more nervous in their hearts and their eyes swept to the surface from time to time.

Wow...

A man jumps out of the water, and when he falls, he drifts on the river.

Soon after, a few people caught sight of that guy's feet gradually showing off with some rugged head of hard texture and his seemingly insensitive eyes.

Surrounded by a floating skull and a pair of yellow-brown eyes with vertical eyes, huge jaws... dense numbness, surrounding the boat in the middle.

Everyone except Shao Xuan is pale.

The other side is a patrol warrior of the Kui tribe. Compared to the people of the Kui tribe, the warriors of the Kui tribe are much more impressed with Shao Xuan.

“Hey, it's you.” The tone sounded warm and familiar, but the expression on his face made several people feel nervous and cruel all the time.

After hearing Shao Xuan's arrival, the other party enthusiastically brought Shao Xuan into the tribe, but when he laughed, the expression on his face appeared more and more hazy.

As he was walking, Shao Xuan heard the noise, which no one else could hear.

That little guy, last year when he saw it, was just a fragile little crocodile.

A shadow appeared in a sink in front, and those black brown eyes. Although they were quite large, Shao Xuan could recognize them at a glance.

“Xiao Yan, come here, brother to show you alligators. ”