Chronicles of Primordial Wars

What's the answer?

The lighting still looks warily at Shao Xuan. Undeniably, knowing that it was his tribe, he was a little relaxed, but not entirely believable. He is not necessarily outstanding in other respects, but his memory is very good. Like other unawakened children in the tribe, his favorite thing is to stare at those who go out every time the tribe goes out hunting, and then talk privately with other children about people who are more famous up and down the mountain, even if they are not celebrities and can't remember their names, there will always be some impression. But I don't remember anything about the lighting in front of this person.

While it is believed that people who pose a threat to the tribe will not be brought in in in the broad sense, lighting believes more in his own memory.

“I haven't seen you.” Light one hand still behind your back, where a dagger with a leather holster is inserted into your trouser belt.

Shao Xuan did not care, he found that there was only one child in the house, and he was not in a hurry to clarify, intending to tease the child. Children here are more alert than those in another Flamingo tribe, perhaps for more complex reasons, after all, that part of the Flamingos lived in isolation for nearly a thousand years and wanted to be relatively simple.

After pulling a square wooden stool, Shao Xuan sat down and looked at the situation in the house.

This is a hillside area, which is supposed to be a relatively ordinary family in the tribe, and look at the appliances, there aren't many people living there, maybe just two brothers. Though the things in the house are simple, compared to the flaming horn tribe where Shao Xuan lived, there are many kinds of things that people touched here, with cloth bags hanging on the walls, and some composite or metal tools, much less stoneware. There are pottery bowls, pots, etc. on the table, and there is a large pottery tank in the corner of the floor, all colored pottery.

Seeing Shao Xuan observing his family's things, the lighting walked half a step forward, took a deep breath, seemed to be cheering himself up, and spoke louder: “Who the hell are you? ”

“My name is Shao Xuan. ”

“Shao Xuan? Never heard of it! Are you a Horn Man?” Lighting is not yet awake, his abilities are limited, and his perceptions are not comparable to those of them in the broad sense, so without Shao Xuan's use of totem power, he cannot judge whether Shao Xuan is a Flaming Horn person, and he does not even have a vague feeling.

The answer to the lighting is the totem pattern appearing on the surface of Shao Xuan, because in clothing and animal hide, the totem pattern in other places such as the upper arm is not obvious, the sky is late, the light is not good, the lighting can only see the lines on the surface of Shao Xuan.

The totem pattern is a very powerful proof that it works better than saying a thousand words. When I saw the totem pattern on Shao Xuan's face, the lighting finally took a long breath and made it much easier to talk.

“Where do you live? I've never seen you before, and, broadly speaking, how could I bring you to my house?” The lighting also pulled a cubed stool and sat down and asked Shao Xuan.

“I wandered around outside and was captured in a broad sense. He asked me who I was, and I said my name was Shao Xuan, and then he brought me here.” Shao Xuan stalled the stall, indicating that he was helpless, "Does your brother look like me? ”

The lighting shook his head hard, "Not at all, not at all. But Uncle Guangyin can't recognize people, and it's easy to remember names. My brother's name is Photographer, not Shao Xuan. ”

Turns out it's facial blindness. Shao Xuanxin was surprised, although there had been this speculation before, but I had never met such a person. I didn't expect that the first Flaming Horn person I met here was actually face-blind and remembered his name incorrectly.

“Aren't you going back?” Lighting question.

“I can't go back. I'm borrowing it from your house tonight.” Shao Xuan said.

I don't understand why Shao Xuan said, "I can't go back." The lighting wanted to keep asking. Suddenly there was a sound in his stomach: “Goo--”

When everything is filled up, lighting temporarily sets aside the problem, since it is tribal, and there is no personal grudge, it is certainly okay to borrow it overnight, like his brother is sleeping at a friend's house on the hunting team tonight.

“You stay, my brother won't be back tonight, you can sleep with my brother. By the way, did you eat? ”

“No, I didn't have time to eat, I was widely betrayed and trained all the way back.” Shao Xuando.

The lighting conveys a sympathetic look. The trainer is famous in the broad sense, and he always looks serious during the week. Many people in the tribe are in awe of the broad sense, even the good young warriors in the tribe are inevitable.

“Then I'll give you a point.” Lighting brings a pot of pottery with some cooked broth, or warm. Before that, his brother sent someone back with a pot of broth to save him from starvation. He won't be able to eat again tomorrow after eating it. It won't be bad to leave it overnight.

However, adding Shao Xuan is not enough. After all, Shao Xuan is a Totem warrior and eats a lot.

“Why don't I cook some more? ”

The lighting dropped the pottery canister and was going to pick up some stockpiles, which was stopped by Shao Xuan.

“I brought food and borrowed your pot and water for one use.” Shao Xuan swayed a beast leather bag.

In the jungle, most of the time, it is easy to roast and eat, several times to eat or raw, but there is no way, in the forest is too dangerous, you must be prepared at all times, caves are not so easy to find, it is not easy to enjoy a cooked meal, the meat is not fully cooked, when it is good, only bring some blood silk, almost the case is to bite a bite of the meat directly to see the blood. The soup is even less important. It's hard to get here. Shao Xuan intends to drink some broth.

“What kind of meat are you cooking?” The lighting sucked the nose, asked.

“I don't know what that's called. The beast is strange. Want some?”

“No, we can't eat what you Totem warriors eat.” Though he sees it, he knows he has it.

“Have some soup.” Shao Xuan scooped up a small half spoon of soup and poured it into a bowl of lighting soup. The ferocious beast he cooked was not very strong. After dilution of the broth, the children had no problem drinking it. Shao Xuan had seen it before in the tribe. Moreover, Shao Xuan also found that the children here had better physical strength.

“Hey, my brother does that all the time.” The lighting smiled and opened his mouth. He had a better impression of Shao Xuan.

I don't know if it's an illusion, the lighting always thinks this soup is better than what he used to drink, and after drinking it, there was a very obvious warm flurry in his body, and he did a little pottery in the afternoon, and his tired body appeared much softer.

Full of food and drink, the sky outside also darkens, and the light of the moon becomes darker and darker in two rounds.

Put out the firewood pile and go to bed.

For the first time in half a year, Shao Xuan can sleep peacefully, don't worry about desert beasts, don't worry about slave owners, don't worry about the various threats hidden in the mountain forest, surrounded by flaming horns, although there is no spark, Shao Xuan has a spark feeling right around him, it is very peaceful inside.

No dreams at night, sleep straight to the next day.

In the early morning, Shao Xuan woke up, listened to the people outside and all kinds of movement, some trance, later remembered that he is now in the Flaming Horn tribe, not the one he is familiar with, but the other he has been looking for.

Open the window in the room, smell the fresh air in the morning, and Shao Xuan looks out.

The mountain is not high, but it covers a wide area, surrounded by households at a distance of more than 10 meters, some of which are far apart, but large and not rare anyway.

The lighting woke up attracted by a hint of fragrance and walked out in arrears.

The broth has been cooked, Shao Xuan has drunk his share, the lighting has also been cooked for him, and added some meat soup from the fierce beast.

“Where are you going later?” Shao Xuan asked.

“Go get the pottery cans.” Lighting lanes. Yesterday he made a few big jars, and the tribe had people in charge of centralized burning, and today he just had to go and get them.

“I'll come with you. ”

“OK.” Lighting forgot yesterday's question and was busy drinking broth.

Lick off the last piece of meat, pack your things, and take Shao Xuan to the place where you can get the pottery.

Where the tribe burns pottery, no one else is allowed at all, especially curious children, who are prone to trouble, so when it is cooked, the person in charge will put all the pottery on the flat outside, where the families will pick up their things.

Seeing Shao Xuan's raw face, many people were a little strange, asked about the lighting a few words, heard it was brought here in a broad sense, and no one asked.

The lighting made two large pottery tanks and five jars yesterday, but when he found his stuff, he found a piece of shredded ceramic on the floor next to it, which was written on it.

“Five cans failed two?! Luckily the pottery tank didn't break.” Not every pottery is burned successfully, and there may be some mistakes in the ceramics process that affect the results of the burning. And for this result now, lighting is not satisfying.

Shao Xuan swept the large and small pottery placed on the eyeball. According to each family, the lighting was placed together. If it failed, the burner would write it on some pieces of pottery.

I'm not afraid to take it by mistake, because every pottery has a drawing or writing on it, some with their names on it, and some with other signs, such as a “light” on the pottery that lights his house. Whatever the pottery, the paintings and words have one thing in common - the totem. At the bottom of the pot or elsewhere, a flame totem is drawn with the word "flame horn” on it.

The words on the pottery are not the ones used by the slave owners, but the ones Shao Xuan has been in contact with since childhood.

It seems that this set of words has never been forgotten by the flaming horns and has never been laid down.

The lighting was originally intended to be taken several times, but with Shao Xuan's help, it could be done once.

Put the small pottery cans in the pottery tank, and Shao Xuan resists one shoulder at a time.

“Whoo--”

A beast roared.

Shao Xuan looked in the direction of the sound.

Hearing the beast roar, his eyes lit up and he said to Shao Xuan: “Let's go and see, the hunting team brings back a lot of giant beasts. My brother's giant beasts involved in the hunting are put over there! ”

The fruits of their hunting are also divided according to the people, who are surrounded by the prey, which they arrange for themselves, so, according to the rules, the giant beast over there also lights his house, and then slaughters, and they can also divide a lot of the meat.

Kids who have not participated in hunting are always curious about the giant beasts. The lighting is also, and they are not in a hurry to go home. They drag Shao Xuan over there and show off. After all, this is his brother's achievement.

“It's the Horror Beast!” It's rare to hunt such a giant beast and the lighting is very exciting.

Shao Xuan looked in the past, a giant beast bound by coarse vines lay on empty ground, surrounded by thick wooden piles surrounded by circles, but the effect of these piles was mainly to stop people. It was very difficult to try to trap the giant beasts in the mountain forest with this stuff, which is why the giant beasts are still tied up today.

The surrounding children climb onto the stakes and look at the giant beasts inside, excitedly discussing how much meat they can divide into and what part they can divide into.

The head beasts look at the shape of the head, much like the fierce alligators or lizards, especially when they deliberately push the skin of the head open and the cracked lines match that face, like the frozen, ferocious predators in the mountain forest, but not below the head. There is no thick scaly armor, there is only one layer of thick skin with thin hair, the head is large and looks thick, when the seeds compete, they collide with the head, the tail is short and heavy, and when standing, they maintain their heavy body balance.

When the head beast growls, the teeth in his mouth can see that it is a herbivorous giant beast.

There are two young warriors next to them who are telling curious children about the sexual habits of this giant beast.

The lighting indicates that Shao Xuan put the pottery tank on the floor and climbed up the wooden pile to take a good look. Here, you can only look inside the gap of the wooden pile, which is too obstructive.

Shao Xuan thought so, anyway, the pottery tank is not here to worry about being taken.

After climbing up the lights, he ran to the side with the other children to listen to the two warriors talk about the hunting process, and Shao Xuan looked at the giant beast lying there in a different position.

Such a giant beast, even if lying down, is four or five meters tall, it is enough to divide everyone.

I was thinking that Shao Xuan found something wrong with the vine on the side of the giant beast. He was a person who often used vines, and naturally could see that there was a tie, one of which had been broken and loose.

“Hey, the two over there, the vines are about to get bitten off by that scaredy-head.” Shao Xuan shouted.

The two young warriors who were about to emerge were suddenly interrupted and some were uncomfortable, but when he heard Shao Xuan's words, he looked over there and found something strange.

“Get down!” One of them waved at the children on the stake and then blew the hanging wooden whistle. They often encounter such situations, so they are not panicked. They know that, as the man just said, they alone cannot cope.

The scared beast over there knew he was found, no longer covered up, opened his big mouth to bite the vine, his body stretched open violently, powerful jaw rubbing.

Boom...

Shao Xuan heard a breaking sound, followed by a high beast roar.

Other children, such as lighting, slipped off the stake, didn't look too much, then left. This is the battlefield of the warriors, and staying here will only hinder things.

After a few steps of lighting, I noticed that I had forgotten something. I turned around and didn't see Shao Xuan's shadow. Instead, I saw two large pottery tanks resting next to the wooden stakes.

I was wondering if I should go back and look for it. The lighting suddenly heard a “thunderous” sound, and the ground vibrated.

The beast is gone.

Everything seems to be back the way it was.

Didn't hear any movement of the guard inside, lighted up the pharyngeal saliva, dared to move one step over that way, from the crack of the wooden stake, he saw the giant terror beast kneel down on his front hoof, his head had fallen into the ground, his back leg was swinging, like trying to pull his head out, but seemed powerless.