Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Heavy winter snow can be bad weather for some tourists, but those coming from the river don't think so, it's milder than the river.

Snowflake dancing, you can see it standing high, is silver white all over the mountains.

It also snows, but it doesn't pile up any higher than people, it doesn't snow heavily, and sometimes it's sunny. And of course, deep in the mountains, there's worse weather.

Shao Xuan and the hunting warriors carried their prey, stepped on the snow beneath their feet and walked one step into the tribe.

Passing by, you can see some of the cultivated fields, some of the seeds that are said to be brought back, some of which can be sown in the autumn and winter months, and those plants are cold resistant. The field is not big, it's just a pilot phase, and you can still see people walking around taking care of the farmland, busy living.

In addition to these farmlands, there are also newly built animal hulls, which were temporarily built too small, and which have now been expanded to open up a new area.

When visitors first arrived, people they knew lived together, similar to collective dormitories, because there was not enough space at that time, and now nearly two thirds of the site had been cleared, much more so than when they first arrived. Today, some visitors have moved out of “collective dormitories" and built their own houses in tribally divided areas.

Tribes, while receiving tourists, don't give them food for nothing. If they need food, they need it for labour. Not only are the tourists of the outer tribes, but also those of the Horn Tribes, and the witches and chiefs do not allow the situation to exist without help. Travelers who survive, even if they are less combative, always have the skills to support life, and with that, they can change a lot of food from the tribe.

Travellers from non-Horn Tribes live on the border outside the Wesen Mountains, from which they can walk directly, but so far no one has left.

Although in Wesen Mountain Forest, after cleaning up, it is not much different from the general mountain forest, besides, in the direction close to Wesen Mountain Forest, warriors guard every day, don't worry about the wesen coming in, even if the beast appeared, it is some small beast not very aggressive, not far away, will be caught down pot.

The outer borders are guarded by fighters, as are the core areas of the tribe, where important tribal figures, such as witches and chiefs, and, most importantly, fire ponds.

As for the orphans in the tribe's intensive care, here they can no longer catch fish and have no stocks, but the food supply still exists, and now the tribe attaches more importance to them, and in addition to being taught knowledge, they concentrate on training and reward good performance. Inspired by rewards, one is very motivated.

Everything is moving in the right direction.

Shao Xuan came home carrying his prey and was preparing to dispose of it. "I came to prey, you went to the witch, the witch sent someone to look for you, and let you come back and go. ”

What's wrong with a witch? Could it be about the sacrifice after winter?

A sacrificial dance is just a word, there is no need to deliberately call him there. Shao Xuan put down his prey and went over to the witch with doubt and without delay.

The place where the witches are located, very close to the fire pond, is almost modelled on the houses built here by their ancestors, who left behind a scroll of witchcraft with paintings.

In Shao Xuan's past, there was only one witch in the stone house, recording what was happening.

The witch didn't stop writing, Shao Xuan didn't bother him. He sat next to him looking for a stool. He grabbed the pottery jar and pottery cup on the table and poured a glass of water to drink. The water is still warm.

Here's the witch, someone comes in later to change the boiled water, just like when it was over the river.

After about a minute, the witch stopped the pen, packed the skin roll, rolled it up and placed it next to her, and then looked up at Shao Xuan.

“How's the winter hunt going?” The witch asked.

“Fine, probably because not deep in the mountains, some of the fierce beasts we're encountering are not strong. Even if it snows, you can go out hunting, just less prey. But the border is about to be cleared.” Shao Xuan said.

What he called the border, also the junction of the Flaming Horn tribe and the Wesen Mountain Forest a thousand years ago, is now turned into a border by witches and chiefs, and hunting fighters need to be cleaned up all the way over there before they can be cleared.

At the border, you can also find a large stone, engraved with lettering and totem pattern, with varying degrees of damage and some buried in the soil.

“Mm-hmm.” The witch faded. Shao Xuan said that he understood all of this. Now he's just asking. That's not his main purpose in calling Shao Xuan here today.

The witch turned around and went to the other room in the stone house to pick up a stone box with a compliment on it, like a treasure in her hand.

Shao Xuan saw that the only thing that could make a witch do this is what their ancestors had. It's just, what do witches do with their ancestors' things?

After carefully placing the stone box on the short table, the witch opens the stone box and removes a bone trim from it, with a dim circle in the middle of the bone trim.

This Shao Xuan is familiar with the fact that when he carried his ancestors out of the cave where the Stoneworm Wangbug was, one of the ancestors was wearing such a bone ornament. Later, the witch told him that the ancestor with the bone trim was one of the elders of the tribe.

“Remember this?” The Witch asks.

“Remember.” Shao Xuando. He remembers that the bone ornament was a treasure that could carry the influence of the larvae without letting the cave swallow several ancestors.

The witch sighed and handed Shao Xuan the bone ornament with both hands. "Take this bone ornament first, until the end of winter, when the sacrifice ceremony, you wear it. ”

Shao Xuan was surprised, “This... for me? What if I lose it? ”

The witch had a sad face and looked at Shao Xuan without expression.

“I'm talking nonsense," Shao Xuan asked after the bone accessory. "Why did you make me wear it? Didn't you say that only elders can wear this? ”

“Yeah.” The witch looked at Shao Xuan deeply, “If you can light it, you're the elder. ”

“What the ancestors left behind is not so easy to light up.” Shao Xuan said. He's not a spark. How can he light this? As for the elder name, it sounds like it's for the old men.

“Not necessarily. Always try.” The witch said. Now that it's out, he's not going to change his mind. The only way to get out of this is to see if you can make the bone trim shine again.

In fact, there is little hope for the witch. After all, the spark is still broken. But recalling that Shao Xuan woke up differently from other people's performances, that he was more inclined to awaken under full spark, and that he was now stronger than other people's speed of improvement, and that he had inherited power, the witch decided to try it once. After all, Shao Xuan is a person that is generally recognized as blessed by his ancestors. Even if it doesn't light up, give Shao Xuan protection.