Chronicles of Primordial Wars

As Shao Xuan passed towards the meadow, on the meadow, the Feng tribe, Lao Xuan went to a short mountain on the border of the Feng tribe every day to wait.

As he and others agreed, the people on the prairie should leave this way, but one day, two days... five days later, the old man did not see the shadows of those people.

On the 10th day, the old man did not allow his wife and grandson to wait here with him, and he would notify them when he saw someone. The old lady is old, she is not a tourist of the Flaming Horn tribe, and she is not in good health. And the 10-year-old, Nai, was called to help watch the sheep, so that they could get some food rewards. After all, no one knows how many more days it will take to leave.

Lao Xiao knew that the grasslands were huge and it took time to get here, so he waited in peace at first, but on the fifteenth day, Lao Xiao was in a hurry. He was worried that the team would forget him. After all, there were only three members of his family, two of whom were old and one of whom was small. Is it possible to give up trouble?

The old man couldn't help but start thinking nonsense.

There are also several groups of visitors on the meadow, naturally it is not possible to all walk the same way, and the person contacted by the old man did decide to go this way, but, fifteen days later, he didn't even see the figure, was it intentional or was he in trouble?

In the former case, the old man would leave with his family. He knew that there were only three of him, that the journey was far and far away, and that there were few vices, but he was willing to take risks. However, the old man still believes more in the latter situation. The people he understands will not easily abandon the people, but if there is trouble... I hear there is a war over the mountains, if the travelers encounter it, they may be implicated. With that in mind, the old man was even more worried, and he preferred others to forget the three members of his family. He did not want others involved in the war to be killed once it was involved.

It is rare that the calm nature developed over the years has become impatient, and the old man still insists on taking food to the mountains early in the morning and waiting until sunset.

At the time of his ascent, Ani, his grandson, who was 10 years old this year, was helping Gua to guard the sheep herd. The sheep keeper plus he had five, previously only three, and sometimes one of them could keep an eye on him, but lately the tribes always threw sheep, sometimes cattle or horses, livestock was volatile, and most of them were young.

Patrol teams patrol day and night and continue to lose livestock, sometimes here and sometimes there, for more than a decade.

Some say they see wolves moving around, and perhaps some cunning wolves moving quickly. There was a tribal war over the mountains, so the beasts in the vicinity moved around to take refuge, and some of them crossed the mountains and came here, so the patrol sent additional personnel over the last few days to follow the trail of the wolves.

Guan Zheng's favorite calf recently disappeared. He was trying to grow up to fight with some of the other little partners, but he didn't want to. He got up the morning before, went to the bull ring, and the cow disappeared. He didn't want to be with his little buddies for two days. It was so easy to see a newborn calf, even the best pasture was ready, and it disappeared.

“Nai, when did the wolf come in to take the calf?” Gourd asked boringly.

“I don't know," she said. "I don't think it's a wolf. ”

In these two years, because Gua promised Shao Xuanzhao to respond to the old family, and behaved better towards Nai, even if he did not join their small group, it was not sad. Sometimes, Nai was bullied by others, and Gua still went to solve the siege, so there were a lot of words from Nai and Gua.

“I don't think so either. It could be a fox or an eagle or something. There are a lot of animals stealing livestock on the grassland and they like to steal pups.” Speaking of melancholy, I pulled out a bone knife and split it it, "If I knew who stole it, I'd cut it! ”

Having said a few harsh words, he saw no one holding the stage, turned his head, and found that Nai had not listened to him at all, looking right and left.

“Hey, did you hear what I just said!” Glaughter dissatisfied.

Nai did not answer this, but asked, "Did you hear anything? ”

“What's that sound?” Gua thought Nai was looking for an excuse.

“Just...” Nai thought about it and couldn't describe it. Don't plan to ignore the grumbling complaints, stand up and look at the herd of sheep eating grass not far away.

However, Nai didn't want to pay attention, but he couldn't stop talking and continued talking.

“Hey, I heard you were leaving. When are you leaving? Can I see Shao Xuan again? If you see him again, you let him carve me another wolf wood, and I'll trade the sheep for the cows. My father took the wooden sculpture and didn't let me touch it.” He said to himself.

“Gourd!” Nai suddenly said.

“What?”

“The sheep lost one!” Anei Expressway.

As soon as I heard this, I hurried up, stood on the wooden stool next to me and looked at the sheep, counting. His family now has few sheep, and the livestock recently lost are cubs, so he counts the number of sheep directly.

“No, you counted it wrong, not a single lamb.” Take it easy, "he said.

When Guan was about to laugh at Nai for not counting, he listened to Nai: “It's not a lamb, it's big! I counted it four times. I lost it! He's still here this morning! ”

“Impossible!” Gourd counts unbelievably, and although he usually enjoys playing, he also remembers clearly the number of livestock he keeps, how many he consumes each day and how many he is born, all of which he knows.

When you're done counting, you're missing one.

There are four more people staring at the other places, although not at the sheep, but at other places, as long as the sheep do not run away. Gourd ran over and asked the four men, none of whom saw the sheep leave the herd.

There are no wolves, foxes or anything like that. Is it an eagle?

Looking up at the sky, I didn't see a flying bird, even if the eagle came down to grab the sheep, it would definitely make a little noise, but only if I didn't hear it.

“Hey, Gourd, what are you looking for?” A little girl of his age came to the neighbor's house.

“What's it to you?!” Gourd is in a hurry and doesn't have a good tone.

Knowing the temper of the gourd, Doya did not intend to ask him, but turned to Ani beside him.

Nai had a good impression of Doya, so he told her what he had just said.

Knowing what happened, Doya lost her mind about finding a gourd to race the horse. Her family lost a sheep yesterday, not too small, not too big a sheep.

“What are you going to do?” Doya asked.

“Gourd, go talk to your father. If your mother is home, you can talk to your mother.” Ani persuaded.

“No, I'll look first!” Guar doesn't want to go to the patrolling father now, or wake up the sleeping mother. She still has a little brother or sister in her belly, she needs to rest. Besides, he hopes to find some clues and talk to the adults.

“Me too!” As soon as Doya threw the whip, she rolled up her sleeve and followed.

Nai looked around and spoke to the nearest sheep watcher, chasing Doya and Nai.

The sheep watchers didn't care, the tribal children ran around all day and nothing happened, and there were patrols at the border watching, and they weren't worried.

While Ani and Gua were searching for the missing sheep, the old man standing on the short hill finally met a team. The man who started it, he was the one who contacted him.

Happy old man hurried over, but found everyone in the team extremely tired and still had a lot of injuries. There were two seriously injured people in the team, and I didn't know they could last a few days.

They had a war over the mountains. But we're lucky to be here alive.

Originally a team of 32 people, because of the mixed fighting between the tribes across the mountains, three failed to follow here. As for the two seriously wounded in the team, if they could not survive, that would be five.

Since this group of tourists has been walking at tribal junctions, even if the patrol saw it, as long as it was not the killer, it would generally be fine. Lao Wan tried to bring people to his house, but now in a sensitive period, the people of the Feng tribe would not allow suspicious people to enter the tribe, so Lao Wan ran back to fetch some herbs to use for the injured.

“I also brought some food, so you should put a cushion on it first.” The old man handed over half his sheep's leg, that's it, definitely not enough for these people to eat, but at least there's food, and everyone can have a bite of it.

Just talking about what was happening in the team, a patrol of the Toyota clan came quickly on horseback, ahead of him was Guan's father.

“Old man, have you seen them?” The other person was in a hurry and sweaty.

“No, what happened?” The old man had a bad premonition that his words were trembling.

“We lost a sheep at home, and the Guardian didn't tell us, he took Nai and Doya directly to find it! But we haven't seen them yet! ”

Once the old leg was soft, there was only one child left in his family, if anything happened...

“Find, find... Find me too!” The old man shook his lips and said.

The patrol's men looked at the nearly thirty tourists in front of them and asked, "Are you from the mountains? Have you ever found anything unusual, like wolves and other beasts? ”

“There are wolves, there are foxes, and... ah!” What did the talker think, shocked, “and a big bug, I heard it was supposed to sleep around the mountains, woke up by the war over there, came out to eat a lot of people, one of us in the team was dragged into the ground. I don't know if they're coming. ”

“Bugs? Stoneworms?” he asked.

“Not stone worms, they have pointed teeth, some flat, they have a lot of feet, they don't leave holes in the places they drill, they will be clogged with dirt, we have been digging for a long time...” The people who spoke cried, they saw their companions being dragged underground, they all went over to dig, but their speed was simply not comparable to the speed at which the worms drilled the ground, all they dug out was dirt.

Inside a moving bug? No holes?!

The patrol's men looked at each other in shock and saw suspicion in each other's eyes.

The cattle lost in the tribe may not be wolves or other beasts on land or in the sky, but from underground threats!