Chronicles of Primordial Wars

In the wooden hut where the rainy tribe provides a rest for tourists, the travelers rest overnight. As for how well they sleep, you can see the constipation of the next day.

When Shao Xuan opened his eyes, the light in the room was very dark, but with the biological clock formed over the years, he knew that the time had come for the sun to come out.

The wooden houses here are poorly constructed, with many gaps in the roof and surrounding wooden walls, and if there is sunlight outside, they can penetrate through them.

But now it feels like it's dawn and night. There's a little bit of cloaked light, but it's still mostly black.

“What's going on?” The gyro rose from a wooden bed covered with hay slightly above the ground. He also felt that it was time for the sun to be empty, but he didn't see the light. It always feels a little depressed.

“Huh?” Doubtfully.

Shao Xuan also rolled over and felt a soft layer of sand on the floor of the house as soon as his feet fell.

Click--

Shao Xuan opened the door.

The dusty wind blows in and gives people a breath.

The door opened and there was a little dim light in the house. Through the light, the three of them saw what was going on in the house.

There was basically a thick layer of ash, except where they slept, at which point a lot of sand and dust leaked off the roof.

The rainy tribe was considerate, and above the wooden bed, near the roof, covered the grass braid seat, and the dust from the roof fell onto the grass seat.

“No wonder I always heard the sound of clatter last night. I didn't sleep well.” Ray looked at the situation in the house and said in a haughty tongue.

People who often hunt in the mountains and woods will definitely not be able to sleep too much. A little movement can alert them, even if the sound of sand and dust falls, and in a quiet night, their ears can be heard quite clearly.

“In this weather, shall we go?” asked the Dowager.

“Shouldn't be able to walk.” Shao Xuan heard footsteps near the house.

Soon, the figure of the leaves appeared at the door of their house.

“The team rests here for two days until the weather is slightly better.” Spring leaves say to the three of them.

“Okay, got it.” Shao Xuanying.

“And be careful, every time there's this dusty weather around here, something comes out, be careful.” Spring Leaf was going to warn these young fighters who came to this place for the first time, and by the way, to make things worse, to make those creatures scarier, to be alert to young fighters whose brains are easy to offend and who love to be careless.

However, speaking, the spring leaves found the atmosphere next to them to be incorrect, one look up, three pairs of bright eyes. I don't know what to say later, I can't go on.

Think about it, spring leaves suddenly.

Yes, unlike the Flaming Horn people and other tribes, the Flaming Horn people, but living next to the beast, how can they be afraid of suddenly appearing creatures? Maybe even think about catching those when they're food.

Spring leaves are really right, Shao Xuan three really want to grab some of these animals for a change of flavor now, Flankhorns favorite is meat, those hard breads really can't give them enough energy.

Spring leaves sighed, but his words came anyway, turning to another cabin to notify.

Shao Xuan looked at the sky outside, far away from the rainy tribe, and heard a clanging noise, because there was too much sand and dust to see the situation there. But according to what Jang said, it was building a altar for the rain.

Shao Xuan sighed and was about to close the door, suddenly taking a breath. Ray and Tao behind him also stopped what was in their hands, and the three eyes swept closer to the wooden table in the house.

A thick layer of sand fell by the table leg, and now the surface of that layer of sand and dust is slightly raised and still moving, obviously there's something underneath it.

Ray and Tao looked at each other almost simultaneously.

“Mine!”

“Whoever gets it belongs! ”

The creatures beneath that layer of sand and dust perceived a dangerous approaching, suddenly accelerating and rushing towards the outside.

Shao Xuan saw an elongated, earthy figure flashing through the door and rushing under the sand and dust outside.

“It's snakes!” Shao Xuan reminded both of them to be careful. In places like this, snakes always have the ability to defend themselves, which can be very poisonous.

Ray and Tao still had some restraints in the house, afraid of destroying the house and nowhere to live, now the snake ran out, they were happy and rushed out the door.

The snake beneath the sand was buried inside, and as Ray and Tao quickly approached, it burst out like a spring. That's a snake with a thick thumb a meter long. It stood up, opened its mouth and revealed two pointed teeth. The venom sprays out.

Uh--

Shao Xuan can hear the venom corrosing the sand and dust at the door.

The serpent's head was cut off one step at a time, and the serpent's head was cut off and then slapped with a knife. In the mountains, they catch snakes in this way, because some snakes bite people after their heads have been cut off, and after learning their lesson, every time they encounter snakes, either way, they suffer in this way.

“Ha, mine!” Tao held the headless serpent in his hand and swayed towards Thunder.

Ray didn't even look over there again, like he was listening to something seriously. Turn around and take two steps backwards, jumping under a totem pattern with half an arm, muscles tight. Swing your arms around the stone knife and chop it down toward a place.

Boom!

Hard mud flashes, flying blocks of dirt and rising sand and dust, and a figure quickly emerges.

Shao Xuan gazed at the creature that flushed out of him.

Pangolin?

No, the creature appeared to have a much thicker hard armor than the scaly armor of the transcendental armor, and had a much thinner body, nearly two meters long, similar in color to earth, and a more sandy yellow body. The whole thing is not slow because of a layer of hard armor, on the contrary, they are very agile.

The creature had always wanted to find an opportunity to run away, or go underground, but neither Ray nor Tao had given it a chance. Under Ray and Tao's hand, it was chopped up without three breaths.

Nor stayed out long, Ray dragged the creature and skinned it. Although this is the first time we have seen a creature like this, it has also been encountered, peeled off and not neglected. It is handled in three or two strokes. No extra water is expected to be washed. Ray walks toward the house, and their food is guaranteed today. The hard coat didn't stay either, so take it with you to protect yourself.

They wanted to catch another one, but unfortunately, the noise was too loud. Even if there was one underground, it was hidden, so they had to wait and see.

Ray and Tao's movements caused everyone who was supposed to stay in the house to open windows or doors and see what had just happened outside.

Shao Xuan didn't do it just now, just in case other people, not only in the team, but also some of the nearby rain tribes. Not every rainy tribe is friendly to them. Someone tried to rob them earlier, but when he saw Shao Xuan staring at them, he didn't do it.

After all three Shao Xuan entered the house, the others retracted their sights.

“The Flaming Horn people are really...” someone said in a room.

What is it? Everybody thinks different.

The three Shao Xuan people lit a fire in the house and simply roasted the animal meat. Although the meat was not delicious and there was a lot of sand on it, it was much better than those hard breads.

After eating some, Shao Xuan intends to go out.

Ray and Tao now know that Shao Xuan knows the current witches of the Rain Tribe, and he doesn't say much, after eating, he starts to rest. Think about waking up and going outside to see if you can catch another one or two.

Against the wind and sand, Shao Xuan went to the hill yesterday.

Yangtze remained in the cabin with a cow's tail in his hand. It was probably early in the morning and a layer of ash had fallen on it.

“Why do you ask for rain with cowtails?” Shao Xuan walked in and asked.

When he heard Shao Xuan's question, Yang Xuan returned to God. He looked at Shao Xuan and swayed the cowtail of his hand. He didn't hide it. This is not an important secret.

“At an early age, the ancestors were told to seek rain and sacrifice stones, not ordinary stones, but a stone called rainstone, which you could also dig up if you were digging in the nearby mountains. It's black and it's cold in hot weather. Almost all rainstones we seek rain are tall, and when we seek rain, we use them as a whip to whip the rain stones. ”

“Will this bring rain?” Shao Xuan asked.

“It also has to be accompanied by a sacrificial dance, but it's all an aid. Flagestones are indeed the earliest way for ancestors to seek rain. But then, not knowing when, the way to get rain changed. The ancestors said that behind the rainstone, the spirits of the older ancestors were the protectors of the tribal winds and rainfall and the harvest of farming, able to eliminate disease and the scourge. Everyone starts to fear the rain stones, and in order to keep the tribes prosperous, they can no longer suck the rain stones, otherwise they will find evil. Whiplash never dies! ”

In saying this, the tone is a little ironic, not to say that he has no respect for his ancestors, but merely doubts about something. And these doubts, which the average person does not dare to think about, will only be explored by those who come into contact with the deepest.

The so-called "whipper's life” presumably stems from the fact that the rainstorm takes too much inheritance and requires some sacrifice. Someone who is slightly weaker will probably be exhausted after a single rainfall. Plus what Yang said, it is getting harder and harder to ask for rain. Witches naturally bear a great psychological burden. After all, in the rainfall tribe, they have burned witches. Under the dual physical and psychological pressure, it is not comfortable. If you are weak, you can get all your strength and hiccups squeezed out at once.

“How can you use a cow's tail without whipping for rain now?” Shao Xuan pointed at the cow's tail on his finger.

“This is for your sin. Ask the ancestors, beg the gods, forgive us our faults. The bulltail whip was given to pay for the sin.” Swinging freely the cow's tail on his hand, his eyes flashed with irony: “I heard that a witch had been whipped by a god after seeking rain. ”

Shao Xuan smoked on the face.

So, asking for rain starts with, "Can't it rain? If it doesn't rain, I'll whip you to the point of" begging for whip for rain "? The Rain Tribes play whipping and whipping SM games with their Rain God? But it won't rain after the fight!