Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Shao Xuan chose to use the most direct hunting method to deter these people.

Don't these people think the Horns are brutal and rude? Then show them the brutality, let them know, go into the mountain forest, don't think too much distortion, behave yourself.

Day five into the mountain forest.

More than sixty people in a row walked in the mountain forest, and the initial maladaptation has passed, and now these tribes from the middle or grasslands have begun to understand some of the most basic techniques of living in this mountain forest.

Over a staggered web of vines, a huge face nearly two meters high, suddenly appeared, the eyes of the two black holes seemed to be hidden looking in the direction of the team, the whole face twisted a little strange, rendered by a different color of the horrible forest cold.

When I first saw such a face, many people in the team were frightened. I almost did it, so I could be stopped by Shao Xuan several people in time, otherwise everyone would suffer.

And now, seeing that face again, the rest of the team, apart from feeling a little weird, can already handle it quite calmly. The Horn Man is right, and sometimes things that seem scary on the face of it are not, in fact, and are mostly overlooked.

After the team walked all the way through here, the face that suddenly appeared on the vine-interwoven web gradually changed color, like a canvas washed with detergent, and, folded up, both sides began to fold at the same time.

In a few hectares, a freakishly patterned butterfly took off from the vine net, and the vine became denser, almost invisible to the darker part of the sun.

This is actually a kind of butterfly in the mountain forest of the beast, they usually like to rest on the vine interwoven internet, only when resting, usually winged, unless you feel a strange visitor or danger, will open the wings flat and scare the approaching person or beast with the pattern on the wings.

If someone attacked it, it would shake its wings, shake up the powder on its wings that would make people sneeze, and even some of the bigger beasts would sneeze in place for almost an hour if they inhaled it.

After a while, everyone finds a place to rest.

Along the way, they had been taught too much. The dissatisfaction originally created by the Flaming Horn people's desire for too much “sincerity” disappeared. At the same time, they were fortunate that they chose to give “sincerity” instead of choosing to go into the mountains like the Tianshan tribe.

I don't know how the Tianshan tribe is in the current situation, and I don't think it's going to get any better.

There are some tiny flying bugs surrounded, and the Horn Man says, ignoring these little flying bugs, people just let go of their guard a little bit and divide their energies to pay attention to the surroundings.

Over the past few days, their clothes, whether linen or silk, have been stained, sweating, the blood of the beast, the mud that covers the taste, and so on. Because we don't have time to wash it, the temperature is still high in the woods, and everyone smells like stink.

But even so, they don't have a choice, because all kinds of wild beasts in the mountain forest, very sensitive to strange smells and bloodshed, and now they all smell strange, but at least many times they can lurk undetected when they encounter beasts they don't want to face.

There are a lot of sesame size flying bugs around, probably smelling the smell of people, and the longer it lasts, the more it gathers.

“Is this where you hunt all day long?” The crooks waved up their hands to get rid of the flying bugs.

“Mm-hmm.” Shao Xuan chewed the unfinished meat that had been baked yesterday, simply answering the voice.

Returning to the tribe is alright, for several other mainly planted tribes, such as reckless, less than eight, they have difficulty understanding the behavior of frequently running dangerous mountain forest hunting in Flaming Horn, and, once they run this far, they have been walking for a few days and have not yet come out of the flaming horn hunting range.

Two more hunting routes have been opened since the arrival of the Flaming Horn tribe, and this is one of them.

After eating meat, Shao Xuan stood up and looked at the distance. The terrain here was not high, but the good news was that there were no too many dense trees and the view was a little further.

There's a stream not far away, and that's where they picked up the water. For the Flaming Horn people, drinking directly is fine. Anyway, they get used to it, their bodies can hold it, but several other tribes can't. Drinking the water here indiscriminately may cause diarrhea due to maladaptation. Shao Xuan asked them to take the water and boil it before drinking.

Shao Xuan was planning to discuss the next itinerary with Dokan and Mac. His ears moved slightly and the light flashed through his eyes. He moved half a step behind his right foot and his right arm burst out.

Whoo!

Not far away from Quzhu and others, only one hand shadow flashed, and when he looked at it, Shao Xuan already had something in his hand.

“This is…” A few people close to me came and looked at it.

For the first time they came to a place like this, there were many things to learn from the Horn people, although many times they were not used to seeing the Horn people's behavior, but it had to be said that they were far from the Horn people when it came to the experience of survival in the fierce mountain forest. So, if you don't understand, you have to ask your face and figure it out so you can avoid unnecessary dangers and troubles.

“A mosquito, the kind that sucks blood.” Shao Xuan squeezed his eyebrows, holding his fist, his forefinger and thumb carefully moved away.

What Shao Xuan grabbed was still struggling, a “fine needle” that was longer than Shao Xuan's little thumb sticking out and swinging.

Shao Xuan pressed his thumb precisely against the "fine needle” and pressed his finger against his stomach.

Only a slight crisp sound of "boom” was heard, like breaking something hard.

Although the sound was not loud and even disturbed by birds coming from distant mountain forests, the ears of several people present could not be heard.

The curves that saw this scene and other muscles on the face twitched hard.

What was that bang just now? Is that a mosquito mouth? Why does it sound like a hard needle?

This thing sucks blood, too?

Are you kidding me? What would it feel like to be bitten?

Shao Xuan opened his clenched fist and handed the mosquito that had broken his breath to Quzhu and others for research. He just broke the spinning needle like a syringe needle, the mosquito sputter.

He broke his mouth and was pinched by Shao Xuan for half a dead mosquito. He had long lost his mobility and had not lived long. Shao Xuan gave the complete mosquito body to Quzhi and others to take a good look at the extremely dangerous creature that was not easily noticed in the mountain forest, so as to facilitate his next move.

The trick is to lift up the mosquito corpse and see that, although there are also very powerful mosquitoes in the place where they live that can suck people dry as adults, it is not as dangerous as it is in front of them.

Ignoring those people studying mosquitoes, Shao Xuan and Mac said, “Something's wrong. ”

While studying mosquitoes in the mountain forest, they also held their ears, watching Shao Xuan's words, and after hearing what Shao Xuan said, they quickly asked: “What's wrong? ”

“They should not have appeared at this time.” Shao Xuan wiped the sweat off his forehead, "now this day, like winter? ”

Summer was not disputed.

So weird, even worse than last year, everyone feels uneasy, especially since they have been told by tribal witches that unpredictable and dramatic changes can occur.

“This kind of weather, this kind of mosquito, is bound to show up in groups.” Shao Xuan said.

A bunch?!

Look at that dead mosquito. Think about the possible mosquito swarm. The pedestrians shake it all up.

“The mosquito swarm also appears during the day?” Someone asked.

“Don't you think.” Shao Xuan looked at the mosquito and swept the forest surrounding him, blocked by the sun.

“What should we do?” Someone's in a hurry.

“Naturally, there is a way, you need to paint something, but you may be a little bit uncomfortable. Hold on, you can avoid the mosquitoes and listen to me.” Shao Xuan spoke of Chao Dao.

Gyro nodded, then left with the wheat, and by the time they reappeared, they had wrapped some dark mud in big leaves with a strange smell.

Looking at the black mud handed over by the Horn, the faces of several tribes became dark.

What pit did this come from?!

“What the hell is this and where did it come from? Do you really want to put it on?” Spring leaves sound harsh. Are you kidding me?

“Whatever you choose, we'll just lead the way.” Shao Xuan doesn't care.

“Then why don't you paint it?” It has been argued.

Shao Xuan raised his sleeves together and revealed a painted strip on his arm from shoulder to finger. "We applied it before we came out, after mixing herbs and pigment, which is our habit of flaming horns. I just didn't think there would be a mosquito swarm at this time, and I didn't bring many pills, so you just have to use these mud. ”

Spring leaves and others are darker. But for the sake of safety, patience, spraying the black mud with the broken branches, the smell, the tears were falling.

By dusk, however, they knew that Shao Xuan had not lied to them and that there was less resentment in his heart.

In the forest in front, the buzzing noise echoes, even if it's not there, you know what's possible over there.

They simply cannot tell by the sound how many mosquitoes there are.

“Keep walking, there's still some way to go before the rest of the night.” The Horn people leading the way didn't stop, and the people behind them could only keep up.

More and more buzzing sounds in the ears, a mosquito flies past and the movement of its vibrating wings is clearly heard, stimulating everyone's tympanic membrane.

The tight nerves in people's brains were beating down, even though the light was dim, and with their eyes, they could still see the needle-like mouth growing on the mosquito.

Too much.

The mosquito swarm in front is almost all over the forest, from close proximity to the ground to the branches above, all flying mosquitoes! They're blocking sight.

However, every time a mosquito flies by, it avoids walking by and doesn't bite.

The hearts of the people hoisted before slowly letting go. Always hold your breath and soothe out.

“I told you, listen to us.” Shao Xuando leading the way ahead.