Chronicles of Primordial Wars

After eating, Yang Zheng asked people to bring the food borrowed from the flaming horn back to the tribe for division, and he stayed in the flaming horn for the time being.

A few pieces of meat and a bowl of soup went down, and the half-dead spirit returned.

Knowing what Shao Xuan cares about, Yang Xuan doesn't sell Guan.

“As we left there, the situation in the desert grew worse. When Yangtze said" there ”, it paused slightly. After all, for him," there "was a place where the rainy tribes lived for thousands of years, which was why many people objected to it when Yangtze first proposed to move the tribes.

Tribes, concerned with “roots," for them, are the homeland, and that is the “roots”, where ancestors lived, even if they were barren, desolate, bordering the desert, and often sandy, they would still be willing to stay there, if not for the vast changes in the heavens and the earth and the threats of the slave owners, even if Yang proposed to migrate the tribe, they would be strongly opposed.

As for what Jan just said about the “bad situation”, it was only for some of the scattered slaves and slave owners, as well as for the surrounding tribes, not for the people of Iwamori. On the other hand, desert dominated rock mounds and continued to operate.

“You know, there's only half a desert left!” With emotion.

Even if he was prepared, Shao Xuan couldn't help but be surprised to hear the news. Such a large desert cut in half the movement of the previous site, it is not surprising!

Shao Xuan couldn't help but worry about his sleeping slave. I don't know how that guy is now. Shao Xuan can feel it, the sapphire is still alive, but he cannot determine what it is today.

He looked at Shao Xuan and asked, "Do you want to go to the desert? ”

“That's the idea. ”

“Don't go now, now that the desert is halved, it will be easier for Rock City to take control of the desert, and they are still sweeping the desert and you will be attacked. ”

Even if the desert is reduced by half, it is still huge for people, but it is true that what is said is true.

If the news from the slaves who had fled the desert had been true, then the people of the rocky hills could have known. In connection with the events of the past few years, there was also a team of rock mounds that went into the fierce mountain forest looking for blue-faced fangs and left in a hurry, saying that there was nothing there, Shao Xuan did not believe it.

But if Iwamori had foreseen it and waited for revenge a thousand years ago, were there really so many of them? Or is it true that so many slaves can fight the other slave owner?

If you don't have enough men, you will definitely hit the tribe, but Iwamori didn't do it. That is, they are well staffed and ready.

Where do people come from?

This is something Shao Xuan can't know, but Shao Xuan just has a feeling that Rock Mausoleum must have their cards!

Although Shao Xuan would very much like to explore the desert, this is not a good time, one is that the rocky mound on the desert is moving, hostile to any person or force entering the desert. The other thing is that Flame Point has just stabilized, a lot of things have not yet been done, rainy tribes have migrated to the neighborhood, maybe there are other tribes that have taken action, things have not been arranged since home, but there is no time to worry about others, Shao Xuan is not able to leave.

After thinking about it, Shao Xuan also figured it out. Curiosity and anxiety are now useless. Most importantly, develop yourself. As long as the tribe is strong, everything is easy to say.

After Yang Xuan left, Shao Xuan went out to search for Luo in the mountains. A few days later, he decided to go hunting with them.

Shou Xuan just walked out the door and ran into Old Ke coming back from the cave down the hill.

Now the most lacking stone in the tribe is not stone. After pottery and gold, stone tools are gradually starting to exit the stage. Old Ke usually polishes some stone tools, just itching to play with his hands. He now teaches children down the mountain.

Some of the children who lost guardians, such as their parents, were still placed in that cave, and now the tribe is starting to grow, not to survive, and the education of young children has been captured.

Shao Xuan had organized such a teaching event long before he left, and later went to his place of origin and built a similar school. Shortly before, Shao Xuan negotiated with the witches and chiefs to begin a more detailed hierarchical education. There are three brick houses built on the hillside that teach everything at any age, as well as the empty space for training, forming a simple “school”.

However, the orphans who live in Fu Niu Cave, in addition to the hillside classroom, have occasionally been taught by relatively reckless people from tribes, and Old Ke is one of them.

There is less demand for stone tools in the tribe, but that does not mean that this technique is no longer needed, and in mountain forests, stone aid is still needed in some cases. So, when Old Ke was okay, he went to Fu Niu Cave to teach the kids to polish the stone tools, not to ask the kids to be interested, and as long as someone learned, Old Ke was happy to continue teaching.

In addition to stoneware, there are setup traps. Hunting techniques like this are all learned by flamingos who live off hunting. Even if they don't, it's always good to know more.

Although the tribe is now well developed and has the resources to build more houses, it is also a nostalgia to allow children who have lost their relatives to continue to live in Fu Niu Cave, a special place where their ancestors lived.

Old Ke used to encourage those kids to say, "You Elder Shao Xuan got out of this hole! ”

Now Fu Niu Cave is not what Shao Xuan once lived in. If that hole used to be just a blank, it is now finely renovated!

There is water moonstone lighting in the dark, there is no need to worry about eating and drinking water, naturally someone will provide it, and the food is much better than Shao Xuan's, and the quantity is sufficient.

Some of the small rooms where the debris used to be placed were also picked up, with the exception of the stone room with the mural painting, which was made into a small room, like a bedroom.

The upper and lower beds were also built by Shao Xuan with the carpenters. It was not Shao Xuan who used to use dead grass, but rather animal hides or linen. Of course, in addition to the most basic necessities of life, the children there had to get more things on their own. It was impossible to get them without labor, and the tribes did not want to raise such people.

In Shao Xuan's past yesterday, the children there were still concentrated in the cave, near the vast open space of the cave, with the branches in the sand plate to learn to write and count. As for the distorted words written on the walls with the branches of burnt coke, it is as if they were left behind by their predecessors who used to live there... inspirational remarks.

Everything was moving in the right direction, and Shao Xuan stood at the hillside and looked away. Once standing here, all you can see is the low, scattered houses below the mountains, and the rivers are far away, and now, in sight, the scenery is different.