Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Shao Xuan didn't expect the old man to change the tone of this commander. He probably got used to it during the week. He couldn't change it at all. It's already rare to say the word "help”.

Seeing the old man so excited, Shao Xuan looked in the direction he was pointing to.

Another grass on the Long Mountain Wall, but this grass looks mediocre and has no pattern. Compared to the grass at Shao Xuan's feet, the leaves are only slightly narrower and longer.

“What kind of grass is that? What's the use?” Shao Xuan asked.

“Don't know.”

Shao Xuan: “... don't know why you're so excited? ”

“Just don't know to get excited! I've never seen that kind of grass before.” The old man stared straight into the mountain wall and urged Shao Xuan: “Hurry! ”

Shao Xuan shook his head and did not follow the old man. However, mowing grass on the mountain wall was only a matter for Shao Xuan for a while. It was not very difficult, and Shao Xuan was not much involved. As before, Shao Xuan dug up the grass with the old man's knife and threw it at the old man.

Apart from some herbs that were commonly used during the tribe, as well as those plants that were documented, many other plants Shao Xuan did not recognize. After reaching this side, more plants were not known. Shao Xuan did not know what was special about this grass and wanted to see how the old man treated it.

After carefully observing and smelling, the old man cut off a leaf, bit the tip of the leaf and tasted it carefully.

“Does it smell?” Shao Xuan asked.

The old man shook his head, “It doesn't smell, it's weird, it doesn't even smell like grass. ”

“What do you always think?” Shao Xuan asked.

“Ideas? It feels... bad.” The old man said.

It doesn't feel good. You keep eating?

Shao Xuan saw the old man eat a whole leaf, then the old man's face began to twitch, not the kind of bitter, but really uncontrollable twitch, and his face turned weird green and grey.

Toxic!

“Spit it out!” Shao Xuan hurried, looked around, broke down a branch, peeled off the skin outside, intending to help the old man throw up.

The old man, whose face quickly turned green and grey, saw Shao Xuan holding the branches to his throat, knew what he was going to do, turned his head to avoid the stretched branches, and pushed his arm towards Shao Xuan: “Ni punched Kai! ”

Shao Xuan reacted after a moment. The old man was disgusted with his obstruction and let himself go.

All right, just go away. Shao Xuanxin thought: I'm not the one who's poisoned, I'm in a hurry.

I thought the old man would vomit himself or hide some herb to take out the antidote, but the old man's performance surprised Shao Xuan differently.

The old man had a gray face. The pleats on his face were wrinkled deeper by the pain. The whole old face was crowded together and he knew it was very painful. He took two steps, and the old man sat against the mountain wall.

“Hey, old man, are you all right? Don't you want some antidote?” Shao Xuan persuaded.

The old man didn't talk, he just waved his hand softly, he sat there still, he didn't talk, closed his eyes, if not for the slight ups and downs in his chest, at first glance, it was really thought that he had broken his breath.

His breath is weakening.

Shao Xuan stared at the old man. Is this old man dying?

Didn't you eat anything you haven't seen before and you don't throw up? You just hold the poison. Long life?

All of a sudden, Shao Xuan found some black lines on the old man, like stretched leaves, on his face, on his arms, revealing parts of his clothes, all of this black lines.

Totem?

A fire appeared in Shao Xuan's mind. The fire was the source of strength in the old man's body. However, the difference was that there was a blurred shadow in the fire, like a grass or something, which he could not see clearly and was surrounded by fire.

Instead of looking weak, the blue intertwined with the red flame has gained momentum. The flames swept and expanded, and the shadows hidden in the flames grew as if they were a weak seedling, raised and grown.

Looking at the tattoo on the old man, the original black tattoo gradually turned bright green, and the gray grey on the old man's face began to fade away, and death was expelled, replacing it with a very strong breath of life.

When the gray grey on the old man's face disappeared completely and the green lines faded, everything became normal again. Just looking at the old man's appearance now, no one would have thought that the old man had just eaten a piece of poison grass and was almost poisoned. If Shao Xuan hadn't seen it himself, he wouldn't have thought of it.

No wonder there was bullying. I pushed myself so hard just now, I had the ability to save my life. Shao Xuan calmed down.

The old man exhaled for a long time, opened his eyes, and looked carefully at the seemingly obscure grass that had never been put down in his hand, his eyes glowing.

When he saw the old man carefully put away the grass, Shao Xuan asked: “Are you sure you're okay? ”

“Nothing, just a little poison.” The old man doesn't care about tunnels. That light, cloudy tone really didn't take that seemingly dangerous situation into account.

That's the old man. He'd have been poisoned if he'd changed his mind.

“I've tasted over a hundred grasses since I've been in the mountains, and there's poison grass, which is not the most poisonous.” The old man seemed to say casually.

Glimpses of the old man's eyes glistened with pride. Shao Xuan wanted to compliment him, so he held it back.

I thought Shao Xuan would be astonished. Who knew to wait for him to go? When he lifted his eyes, the old man found Shao Xuan lifted his feet and left. He couldn't catch up with the others. He also counted on Shao Xuan to help him mow the grass. Before he met Shao Xuan, he also saw a lot of strange grass. However, he couldn't pick it. He broke an arm and had to give up. Now it's different. One person who helps mow the grass is saving time.

Because of the old man, Shao Xuan did not follow the shortest route, sometimes climbing mountains, to find some plants, but the large direction remained the same, only a long way away.

Shao Xuan followed the old man and collected some poisons and injuries. He knew many plants. It is rare to encounter a person listening to himself. When the old man is happy, he will also tell you about the distribution of various herbs. He leaves a lot of places and knows a lot about them.

Shao Xuan knew not only the various medicinal plants from the old man's words, but also the distribution of some tribes and cities. Overall, this trip was worth it.

The old man told Shao Xuan that he could tell what was going on in that direction based on some flying insects, what was happening to the plants there, different insect preferences, if looking for something, it would save him a lot of time.

“Of course, in addition to these flying bugs, there are other animals to judge, such as…" The old man is pointing to a small bird to say something, his ears shake twice quickly, the old man's eyes sparkle, and he can't even look at the bird, looking at one place, while raising his hand to show Shao Xuan not to make a sound.

Shao Xuan looked over there, and there was a cluster of low grass, which was kind of the densest grass around.

And the grass came from behind, and there was an animal in the back that looked like a mouse's grey white fur, and after listening carefully to the movement around him, he probed his head, lifted up his forehead, sniffed into the air, and then sniffed out.

“Come on, follow it!” The old man suppressed the excitement and whispered to Shao Xuan.