Chronicles of Primordial Wars

A mountain mouse can make the old man so excited, probably related to what the old man called "a thousand grains of gold"?

Shao Xuan hasn't waited long either, so keep up with the wild mouse.

The wild mouse ran fast, but ran, stopped, paused, looked around cautiously, and continued if no threat was found.

Shao Xuan can only be shielded by low trees or slightly taller grass bushes. The plant growth in this area is not very good. There are not many shields to be found. It is more difficult to keep up quietly.

For Shao Xuan, even if it is more difficult to overcome, it can succeed in catching up with the wild mouse, but the old man can't. The hiding technique is not as good as Shao Xuan's. He can only hang on a little longer, so that he doesn't have to stare at the wild mouse, just follow Shao Xuan.

After about 20 minutes, the wild mouse finally stopped. Shao Xuan stood not far away and watched the wild mouse enjoy the food. He turned and waved his hand towards the old man who followed him.

Even if Shao Xuan doesn't know the plant, he can be sure that it's not what the old man called “a thousand grains of gold”. It's just a shrub nearly a meter tall, with red fruit with some little nail covers. The target of the wild mouse is those red fruits.

The old man sighed when he saw the mouse eating the fruit and squeezing his eyes. “Too bad. ”

But the old man didn't have much hope, he knew that "thousand grains of gold" was hard to find, and he was already mentally prepared.

After the wild mouse enjoyed the food, it slowly ran in other directions, still a run, but not as fast as before.

There are birds in the sky that are smaller than sparrows, pecking at the fruit.

The old man grabbed one before the birds had finished pecking the fruit and hurled it into his mouth one by one.

There is a raised rock on the ground next to it, and the old man sits there eating fruit and looking around the mountain.

“Do you know this tree?” Shao Xuan asked.

“No, for the first time.” The old man said.

Shao Xuan pulled his lips and reached out to take some fruit out of that low shrub and throw it in his mouth. It's a little sweet and the flavor is okay, no wonder the wild mouse rushed this way.

When hunting in the mountains and forests, if you see plants you don't know, even if the fruit looks attractive, the hunting fighters don't touch them, unless they see other animals eating them, they only try a little bit, and then decide if they can go back to the recipe. But the old man was obviously fighting to detoxify his physique and eating wildly. Shao Xuan believed that even if he didn't see the scene of the mouse and the bird, the old man would eat it.

“Home, why would you want to try all kinds of trees and flowers? Testing for poison?” Shao Xuan asked.

“Yeah, well, whether it's poisons or drugs that are very beneficial, you need to try to find out, and there's a lot more to come. We… the clan, have tried countless times since our ancestors, and all the things that we eat and use are tried by mouth to get it. Daggers, dust, beds, beds, pillows, tea, wine, vinegar, sugar, oil, which were not tried by the ancestors?” The old man's eyes revealed a tremendous reverence, he didn't even eat the fruit, and he had an infinite emotion: “My descendants, taking the will of their ancestors as their successors, glow for thousands of years! Kung Fu! ”

Shao Xuan watched the old man spit there and was generous and excited. This man really wanted to expand the entrepreneurial spirit, pioneering spirit and self-sustenance of his ancestors, and the old man's biggest goal today is to find the "thousand grains of gold” mentioned once in his ancestors' handbook before dying.

“Even if it's just a meeting, it's satisfying.” The old man said.

Having seen the "thousand grains of gold" mentioned in the ancestors' handbooks, the old man sleeps and eats insecure, especially now that many places are drought and food crops are poorly harvested. Not everyone is happy to go hunting nowadays. Many people with low abilities, who admire tranquillity, are accustomed to digging from the ground, so few people are willing to go to the distant mountain forest to fight the beasts. Besides, there are not many animals around the crowd now, to hunt, they have to run further away. Moreover, the dense mountains and woods have been seized by some fierce tribes, who are not good at speaking and who fight with a single word of discord, especially those with horns.

If more drought-tolerant food crops were to be found, the current situation could be somewhat alleviated. As for what Shao Xuan said about seeking rain, there are people who ask for it every year, but unfortunately they cannot. When I think of this old man, I get angry, thanks to those who still call themselves descendants of the ancient Witchcraft clan, they get paid fast, beg for rain to make an excuse, it's a bunch of waste!

After the break, the two continued along the main route, although occasionally sneaking up the hill halfway.

Two days later, the shadow of "Thousands of Gold” was still not found.

In these two days, the old man was poisoned four times for touching strange plants, one of them even seven tricks bled, even frightening, Shao Xuan thought the old man was difficult to survive, and after half a day, the old man continued searching for thousands of pieces of gold.

In response, Shao Xuan had to lament the strength of the old clan's drug rehab system.

Many times Shao Xuan listens to the old man, and occasionally speaks a few words, most of the time just as a listener. From the old man's words, Shao Xuan can deduce things, such as that the old man is not from a tribe, but from a city under the authority of the slave master, who himself is a slave master.

Shao Xuan was also the first to see such a slave owner. His previous impressions of the slave owner were all those on the desert side, and now he rarely encounters an alternative slave owner.

“I can't. I'll take a break. Look around.” The old man with a branch sat against the mountain wall. "People are older than they were. I wanted to be...”

“You still don't want to go back to sleep, get some sleep and get up and drive.” Shao Xuan said.

Because with the old man, Shao Xuan's footsteps slowed down a lot, not the shortest route, walked for two days, there was no feeling of lush surroundings, I wondered if I could see a little lush mountain forest for another two days at this speed.

Since Shao Xuan agreed to rush along with the old man, he would not abandon people halfway, so slow down, he is not in a particular hurry.

In this barren place, Shao Xuan has not seen a large beast, but has seen several pairs of human skeletons.

After sweeping around his eyes, Shao Xuan recalled several useful plants that the old man had introduced to him today. If he saw them within his field of view, Shao Xuan would also study them in silence.

In retrospect, Shao Xuan heard the running noise. It's not loud, but listen to the sound and the rhythm, much like the mouse he tracked before.

If it was just one, Shao Xuan heard several movements.

Could this be a rat's nest?

Shao Xuan stood up and looked over where the sound came from.

Several wild rats from different directions ran in the same direction. It's not like running for your life, it's more like the wild rat who was looking for fruit, with a rush and a desire.

“Home! Hey, wake up, we got a situation!” Shao Xuan pushed the old man who was already asleep.

“What's the matter?” Because Shao Xuan was there to guard him, the old man could hardly sleep safely. Not sleeping enough, Shao Xuan woke up, a little confused.

Shao Xuan was going to talk to the old man about his discovery, but without waiting for him to talk, the old man had shaken his ears and heard those movements around him. This is a completely professional reflex, and other voices he hears and skips directly, only a few specific voices that stimulate his nerves in the shortest possible time.

A shaky, old man excited to sleep nothing, look around, old man threw a wooden stick as a cane and climbed to the mountain wall.

This is a bad view. He needs to go higher. But there are no thick trees around, and looking at the surrounding terrain, the most time saving is climbing the mountain walls.

“Hey, you take your time.” Shao Xuan feared that his feet would slip and fall, guarding himself below. If the old man gets excited and falls from the top, he can keep going.

But the sentiment was too exciting for the old man to care that much, only one mind climbed up. Shao Xuan saw how hard he was climbing and helped.

After climbing up, the old man's radar-like eyes swept around, sweeping his ears and shaking, probably distinguishing the desired sound from the murmurs around him.