Chronicles of Primordial Wars

It's raining.

It's really raining.

It's about the same time as Shao Xuan predicted, just a few seconds apart.

Coincidence?

Or is it just like that knot predicted?

After washing the bird shit out of his hand with rain, Shao Xuan walked back into the hole, pulled out the grass rope in the animal's leather bag and cut another section, looked at the rain curtain outside the hole, thinking, should we try again?

It's raining, so, what's next?

Let's see when the rain stops.

Shao Xuan recalled the state of the knot just now, what he thought when he knotted the rope, then picked up the rope, closed his eyes, threw away other miscellaneous thoughts, and thought about the time when the rain stopped.

Waiting for that hand in my mind to reappear, Shao Xuan looked at it and found that the knot movement of that hand was different from the chaotic knot of the past and different from the previous one.

It's a play!

Shao Xuan looked closely at the movements of those hands, and in his own hand, the grass rope was knotted in the same way.

When Shao Xuan dissociated from his consciousness, the feeling of falling out again attacked, his gaze had a moment of darkness, his brain ached for a while, it only took a moment to slow down.

It seems that this way of knotting is really consuming.

Looking at the new conclusion drawn in his hand, Shao Xuan interpreted it and found that this time, it was not as detailed as just now, the meaning was a little vague, but it was also largely speculative.

The rain will stop by noon.

Even without the sun, Shao Xuan could have guessed the approximate time point. Get used to the days without a clock, take a look at the sky, even if the clouds are everywhere, you can guess. This is an essential skill for hunting in the mountain forest.

It's just noon, not long. Let's wait and see.

Shao Xuan put the rope next to him and ate a cold, hard piece of barbecue. He rested against the wall of the hole to regain strength as soon as possible.

When Shao Xuan felt that the time was almost right, the rain outside the hole was also low, but it didn't stop.

Walking to the entrance, Shao Xuan looked out, the thick clouds of the sky were scattering, the gaps in the clouds, and the sun was shining down on this vibrant mountain forest.

The rain slows down until it stops completely.

The sky, the clouds are scattered and the sun is perfect.

One coincidence, two coincidences?

Shao Xuan is more convinced that the heirloom recorded on Hail Leaf is the knot!

Since the knot memoirs were gradually replaced, Shao Xuan rarely saw such a way again. Even in the distance, he never saw it. I didn't expect to get a thing like this. I just don't know, which wizard of the tribe left this behind, no trace of the tribe's totem.

After the rain cleared the sky, he flew out and caught a not-so-big fiend who came back to eat separately from Shao Xuan. After eating, he chirped to rest beside him, and Shao Xuan stayed in the hole. His disappeared strength had recovered almost. Looking at the remaining straw ropes in the leather bag of the beast, he thought about it and cut off a section with a stone knife again.

Without rushing away, Shao Xuan intends to try a third tie. The knot succeeded, and he intends to do more research.

He wanted to predict what might happen next, but the third time was not so smooth, and it was still a chaotic section, tied to his fingers.

Again!

Failed.

Again!

Another failure.

……

The grass rope in the animal leather bag has been used in half. Shao Xuan put down the mess in his hand and rested against the wall.

How could it fail?

Is it too difficult?

The chirp was right next to him, watching Shao Xuan create one weed after another, and then crashed his head down against the wall of the hole. It doesn't really understand Shao Xuan's idea, but it just feels that humans are complex animals.

When physical strength recovers again, Shao Xuan thinks that what he was thinking was probably too difficult to solve, so let's make it simple. If it's too simple to handle, we won't try again today. It can't be forced, it may be a question of state, when the state is good, it will succeed again.

Picking up a piece of grass rope again, Shao Xuan wondered where he was going next.

When the knot was finished, Shao Xuan felt relieved after watching the knot finally succeed. Was it too difficult before? A different simplicity made it work. Don't be too tall, but take your time step by step.

The next place to go, naturally, is the place to tell him where to find the stone, which is really not very difficult.

However, when Shao Xuan interpreted the meaning of the knot and compared it to the direction given, he found that the two directions were not the same.

If the knot succeeds, it should not be knotted indiscriminately. So, is the direction of the bubble more meaningful to Shao Xuan?

In order to understand, Shao Xuan made a slight adjustment and tried again with a piece of grass rope. The result is the same as just now.

Shao Xuan looked in the direction foreshadowed by the knot and wondered what was more important than stone over there.

After a little reflection, Shao Xuan made a decision.

“Whisper, let's go over there without looking for stones.” Shao Xuan pointed in a different direction.

Shao Xuan pointed in the direction he had never been, but that's okay, going to a strange forest area, it's quite exciting.

Shao Xuan decided to leave tomorrow after much effort and time was consumed due to the knot. At the same time, he also took time out of the hole to find some vines suitable for the rope, in case the grass rope was not enough. He used so much grass rope, he had to get some more in case he needed it.

The next day.

Shao Xuan, the recovering spirit, left the cave with a chirp, passing in the direction foreshadowed by the rope.

There is a river passing through the forest, and the river is a little green, surrounded by occasional animal activity.

Shao Xuan did not walk by the river, where it was dangerous, he was at least twenty to thirty meters from the river.

There is something crystal bright on the gravel beach by the river, Shao Xuan wants to pick one up and take a look.

But as he bent over to pick it up, he suddenly heard a tsunami of air.

Shao Xuan kept his guard around him. After hearing the movement, he turned his body and hid beside him.

Boom!

Originally, where Shao Xuan stood, an arrow passed through it, striking hard on a large stone and splashing water.

An arrow?

Shao Xuan's eyelids jumped. Where did the arrow come from? Fish by the river?

Without waiting for Shao Xuan to think more, another arrow was fired from the river. Although it was water, it was powerful and extremely fast.

The second arrow was dodged by Shao Xuan and shot a tree nearly 50 metres from the river bank, leaving a hole directly in the trunk.

Shortly thereafter, the third and fourth arrows followed Shao Xuan.

However, because of these successive arrows, Shao Xuan also saw the source of the arrows, indeed from the river. There's a bump floating on the river, part of a creature in the water.

Shao Xuan did not want to spend time here. After avoiding the arrow, he left the riverbank. The deeper into the mountains, even a fish in the river, cannot be underestimated. Big fish are threatened by big fish, small shrimp have the capacity of small shrimp, one will stay here forever without paying attention.

However, Shao Xuan doesn't understand, deep in the mountain forest, there is something special there.