Chronicles of Primordial Wars

The words of the tribal witches alerted the hearts of the people of Horn.

The tribesmen told them that there was danger in the river, that there might be strange fish or something, that several patrolling tribal fighters had disappeared on the banks of the river before, and that there were more and more beasts in the woods.

Shao Xuan sometimes rests on the shore at night and has encountered some problems, but these are minor problems, which are much better than the murderer's presence in the mountains and woods. But this time, Shao Xuan dared not carelessly. The people of the tribe could not find a reason after their losses. They did not want to die confused.

“Night watchmen are vigilant at night.” Shao Xuan said to them when he returned to the ship.

On the tribe side, after Shao Xuan left, the fires on the grass no longer added firewood, only waiting for their wages to burn out.

A gust of wind blew through, and the red light flashed in the wood in the fire heap.

In addition to witches, there are more than a dozen individuals in the House of Witches, all of whom have a voice in the clan of Witches, including the bones of the clan of Witches and the elders of the clan of Witches. There was a luminous water moonstone in the house, a tribe that built the house on the ground, and the lighting tools used at night were luminous crystals rather than fires, which burned the house easily. In addition to the water moonstone, there are some other crystals, although the water moonstone is used more often and they are exchanged through the hands of others.

“Witch, do you think the Horn Man noticed anything?” One asked.

“Perhaps if they perceive it better, they will leave immediately.” But the clan's eyelids drowned, making it impossible to see what his expression was.

“What if they don't leave and stay here for a few more days?” The man asked again.

“There's no other way. ”

“Didn't you say the Horn Man was good enough to hunt the beast? If they help..."

“How do you know the Horns will help us if they take the opportunity to do something else or rob us of something?” An old man is worried.

“I don't think so.” The Bone Speaks Out, "this trip to the Flame River Trading Zone showed me a lot of things I couldn't have imagined before, and as for the Flame Cape tribes, they shouldn't have come to rob us. ”

“That's just what you think. Who knows if Flaming Horn will take it or hit us in secret? Though there are only two hundred people, you should all know that those two hundred people, not to mention the elders of the Horn of Fire.” The old man is even more worried.

“The Elder of the Flaming Horn... is a little strange.” The tribal witch heard them speak of the "Elder Flaming Horn” in a questionable tone. He always felt that the elder of Flaming Horn was different from the others. No, all the Horn people are different from the tribes he has seen, only the Horn elders are more different.

“Whether Flaming Horn leaves or not, the first thing we need to do now is guard against more and more beasts attacking our tribe!” Speaking of this, the clan witches violently stirred up a fierce killing, like a blade of nets, sharp eyes looking out into the night, seemed to want to break through the darkness and look for hidden shadows.

Later at night.

While the moon brings a light of silver and white to the night, it is still dark beneath the woods.

The forest is dense, and most of the trees in the vicinity of the tribe's chosen habitat are higher than their houses, stretching branches that block the moonlight and cast a large shadow over a circular spike.

The voices of the people in the tribe gradually calmed down and some went to sleep, while others opened their eyes and listened to the movement outside.

In the woods, guards hide and blend almost with the night, breathing seems to be synchronized with the evening breeze.

On the riverside boat, the night watchmen stared out at the river, and the people in the cabin rested.

The river water of the flaming river is driven by the evening wind, waves and waves wash against the shore, and when it hits the rock, it makes the sound of crackling water and flowers.

The boat swayed slightly over the river, making a creaking noise.

Shao Xuan was sleeping with his eyes closed and suddenly opened his eyes. He fell off the bed and left the cabin.

The night watchman saw Shao Xuan suddenly come out and asked, “Elder, what do you notice? ”

“What have you found?” Shao Xuan asked.

Night watchmen looked at each other and thought, “I just feel a little uneasy, there was noise in the forest, it should be movement on the side of the clan, maybe there is a beast falling into the trap of the clan people, there is a brief battle, but the beast should have escaped, now there is no movement. The river... is not calm, but we don't know exactly where. ”

Shao Xuan brings out people with a lot of hunting experience. They have a sharp instinct and may not be very precise, but they can still feel it.

“What's the matter?” The gyro came out of the cabin and looked around and suddenly said: “The river is quiet. ”

It is not contradictory that the night watchman just said that the river was not calm, but that the river was quiet. It's this silence that makes it seem weird.

In the past, even at night, from time to time, fish float to the surface of the river, the tail of the fish moves the river and the water makes a noise, some even jump, then smash into the water and make a mumbling noise, and some fish that prey on inshore insects dive into the shallow waters of the shore and ambush at any time.

But now, there is no sound of fish preying on the shore, there is no movement of fish floating on the river, and there is no hearing of fish jumping anywhere, except in the evening wind-driven water waves.

Under this sign of calm, there is something else hidden.

Shao Xuan swept the river around him and looked upstream somewhere, "You stay here for a while, I'll go check it out. ”

Shao Xuan jumped off the boat and whispered up the forest along the shore.

“Me too.” Dao jumped behind Shao Xuan, and did not hear Shao Xuan's opposition, he continued to follow. Shao Xuan alone is too dangerous, he can still help.

If it were a complete night, the movement of the Door would certainly be greatly restricted, but now the moonlight of the night will become brighter and the disturbance of the Door's gaze will be reduced, which is why Shao Xuan agreed to the Door to follow.

The river bank is actually a little far from where the tribes live, and the flames of the tribes are very weak.

Shao Xuan traveled through the woods on the shore, running and stopping, covered by the sound of the leaves blowing through the night wind, approaching somewhere upstream.

Tao followed Shao Xuan in the back. When he saw Shao Xuan suddenly stop, he also hurriedly stopped. He made a gesture to Shao Xuan: Is there a problem?

Shao Xuan told him to calm down and wait.

Pause your breath and listen carefully to the movement around you. The next moment, he suddenly had a feeling of numbness in his scalp, the evening wind seemed to fall to the ice point, the cold forest flushed up the vertebrae, so he could not help but shake, the blood was yelling, there was danger here!

There's water not far away, like something's coming out of the river!

But that feeling quickly disappeared when Dora thought about what to do next.

It was only when the sense of crisis that made him sweat slowly receded that he breathed cautiously.

After that sense of crisis completely disappeared, the shore suddenly sounded like something was moving on the grass.

Gyro rubs a cold sweat and looks at Shao Xuan: Do you want to do it?

Without that very strong sense of crisis, then the voice should be that of other nocturnal beasts, don't worry about this gyro.

But Shao Xuan waved his hand, and Shinto continued to wait.

The twitchy movement went away and calm returned to the shore.

Shao Xuan approached the bank of the river a little closer, then found a suitable place to hide on the tree, let the branches cover his shadow, dialed the branches, and looked from the gap between the branches towards the place on the river bank where the water just sounded.