Chronicles of Primordial Wars

When he came in, the child in the stone cylinder grinned and laughed at him. However, because his face also collapsed, he seemed to be more dazzling than the tribesmen laughed, but only his eyes were still crystal bright, like the sunshine reflected by the sparkling sea.

As for Shao Xuan, he became a background board. The child named Dot just swept over him randomly, and he no longer looked at it. He had the same attitude as the others.

“How are you feeling today?” Kusatsu used to take a closer look at the midpoint of the stone cylinder.

“Much better! ”

Young voices have not changed because of their condition, and if they were just listening, they would never have thought that she was in such a serious condition.

When the child looked down at the fish in the stone cylinder, they shook their heads.

He Ben and others looked forward to fading away, full of disappointment and even more sorrow. Witches let them come here to find a solution, but if they can't cure the disease here, where do they go to find answers? Or is this not where the witch says it is, but some other place up the flame river?

It is said that the stone bridge in Flaming Horn was built only after it was moved here, not on the Flaming River, without which they would not have been stopped, nor would it have been the end of the river.

The mountain folks who followed us these past two days also discussed privately, whether to leave or stay, there is still no conclusion. Some say this is definitely not where the witches say it is, they can't waste time here, they should keep going upstream. But the other half thought it was here, and after all, Flaming Horn said that there would be fewer upstream tribes, and that only Flaming Horn was the most powerful nearby.

He was so irritated that he couldn't decide, after all, no matter which one he chose, if he chose wrong, he didn't have a chance to make them regret it, and might even come to the end of the Mountain Nation.

Perhaps we should ask a few questions?

He looked over at the stone cylinder and dotted the three fish still in the stone cylinder. From time to time, he answered the question of return.

Though a little bit better, it's just a lot better to be able to move freely in a stone cylinder than it is to be tormented in a shell during a long journey, of course. But if you look at the condition on her, you can see that the crumble is worse than when she first came out of the shell.

Shao Xuan squatted and flattened his gaze with the people inside, "I have a few questions to ask. ”

After speaking, Shao Xuan looked at the greeting side of the door. Dozens of pairs of eyes were deeply guarded and stared closely at Shao Xuan. They could allow the witch to talk to the point alone, but not others. Besides, Shao Xuan was still a man, who knew what would happen if he stayed here?

Shao Xuan was not in a hurry, waiting for the people in the stone cylinder to decide, he knew that the child actually knew everything.

The dot slap in the stone cylinder slowed the action on the surface of the water, drooling his head, seemed to be thinking seriously, half a mile, then looked up at Hebian and others, “Hebian stayed, the others went out. ”

There is no respect for the chief by other tribesmen, and the people of the mountain do not seem to feel anything wrong. It is conceivable to know the child's status in the mountain, even if it is only the next witch, even if she is seriously ill now, does not affect her status.

He Ben wanted to persuade him again, but he also knew that once the people in the stone cylinder decided, it would be difficult to change again, so he could only wave his hand, prompting the others to go away and not eavesdrop.

After there were only four people left in the room, the door and window were pulled together, and the wood used in the flaming corner construction belonged to the kind of relatively sound insulated, so they compared a lot of different kinds of wood, and the final one was also a type of wood that is now common in the mountain forest for flaming corner construction houses.

The noise outside faded and the room calmed down.

“Dot, you have two kinds of totem power in you, and that's why you're sick, which means that you have two sparks in your mountain tribe. ”

In a quiet room, Shao Xuan spoke calmly like a thunderbolt, directly blowing up there.

After returning to God, he couldn't resist saying, "How could there be two sparks?! Bullshit! ”

Shao Xuan asked this kind of question when he was looking for him alone before. It's just that he felt ridiculous at the time, he didn't have common sense, it's bullshit, but now...

After he finished shouting, he found that the dots in the stone cylinder were still silent and not refuted.

The sight swept back and forth on the people in the stone cylinder and on the sides of Shao Xuan and Jiuze. The longer the mouth grew, the shock on his face was not hidden.

Seeing the people in the stone cylinder, Shao Xuan continued. “Another spark, a fish, right? ”

Over there, he was already shocked to stand there at the side of the greeting, and this time he was blown up by the news, but this time he didn't yell anymore, but first looked at the people in the stone cylinder.

The person in the stone cylinder looked up at Shao Xuan with a surprise in her eyes. She didn't expect Shao Xuan to know this.

Silence, but not refutation.

“How dare you... Really?!” He shivered his lips and greyed out slightly in the dark. Although he knew something that some other people didn't know, and his feelings for the fish were complicated, he never thought it would be like this.

Fish have sparks?!

How do they never know?

Where is the fire species?!

Amazing, totally beyond their previous perceptions.

This speculation Shao Xuan told Kwazawa before his arrival. Kwazawa was also stunned for a long time. Now we see the point of reaction, confirming that Shao Xuan's speculation is true.

Point to look again at the water in the stone cylinder and reach out to the fish in the stone cylinder. "Long ago, the ancestors of the mountain, with the help of the fish, came to the mountain to establish the tribe of the mountain, and at the same time treated the fish as a gift from God, and let the descendants of the mountain treat them with homage. If there were mountain people dying, the ancestors would give them to the fish, and the ancestors said that the fish would take the people to a better place. ”

Yes, this is a story passed down from generation to generation. Hebian has also been brainwashed by this story since childhood, and they have never suspected anything, because, indeed, fish help them, when they lack food, they bring fish back from the sea and throw them ashore. If mountain people are in danger in the sea, fish also help. And mountaineers help them, and when they're in trouble, mountaineers do their best to help them.

It looks like a mutually beneficial symbiosis.

However, after Hebian took over the leadership position, he saw different ideas in the hands of past leaders, most of which had been left behind in recent centuries. The views varied, but to sum it up was one sentence, guarding against the fish, otherwise the mountain tribes feared the scourge of extermination.

In fact, the tribe had this similarity a long time ago, and maybe that's when the ancestors of the mountains noticed something wrong, but, you know, the key people, they might just be witches. He Ben doesn't know why the witch has been hiding it. Perhaps there is confusion. He feels that this idea is disrespectful and perhaps for other reasons.

After all, the chief is not a witch. In the mountain tribe, there is still too little for a leader like Hebian to know the truth.

Now, more and more people are sick, but most mountaineers do not associate it with the fish. But now, what does this Elder Flaming Horn say?

Fish are the cause of this strange disease in their tribe?!

The man in the stone cylinder did not go to see the reaction of the other three people in the house, teasing the three fish in the water, while continuing to say: “Seven hundred years ago, the first sick man of the Mountain tribe appeared and could not be cured. He himself jumped into the sea where the fish lived, but was pushed ashore. The ancestors recorded that the fish were surrounded by the man, and after pushing him ashore, he did not leave for long, until he died soon, and the fish sank with him in the sea. ”

Hebing's eyelids jumped twice. He heard those stories. Every time his elders and those around him told this story, he said with gratitude that the fish fruit really protected them. Even when he was sick and could not see his personality, he was unwilling to bring them into the sea. The fish were really good for the mountain people.

But now listen a little bit, there is always a creepy feeling, and the greeting side listens to the back of the spine a little cool. The stronger the bad feeling.

“Thereafter, every few decades, the tribe reappears with such illnesses, and they are young children who have just woken up to the power of totem, who cannot be cured, and who die soon, for no more than two years. Later, the time of disease was getting closer and more people were getting sick, until this time, at its peak, the witch said that the fish had started to act, and their sparks were strong enough...”

“Why didn't you kill them when you knew why?! Kill them!” The greenback looked excited, the muscles on his face trembled, his eyes were fierce, crazy, and his expression became grumpy.

“Late, the two kinds of sparks are already very difficult to separate. If they were to act, they could provoke a mad reaction from the sturgeon. After all, the sturgeon is capable of landing, and, under direct struggle, the flames of the mountain would be severely damaged. Before coming out this time, the witch said there was not enough time to win or die, but at the end of the day, the witch hoped for other solutions.” The people in the stone cylinder stared down at the fish inside.

Hebian thought of the ancestors of the mountains, they listened to the words passed down by the ancestors since childhood, and accepted the idea of indoctrination, even if it was a witch, not every one of them had the same idea. Even if they found an abnormal person, they wasted time in a contradiction and hesitation, waiting for a real decision, it was too late.

“For nearly a hundred years, the witches of the mountains have been searching for solutions, but they remain fruitless. This time, the witch said that he had finally found a solution, which was to follow the great river that was connected to the sea near the tribe until he could not move forward. ”

And he said, “Do you know how the Totem of the Mountain came?" ”

Hebian shook his head against a nearly collapsed face.

He looked at Shao Xuan and said, "Let me borrow your pen. ”

Shao Xuan took out the brush and a blank cloth he had been carrying. He had already filled the pen bar with paint. This was made by Shao Xuan himself, and he could write directly by pulling out his cap.

Click to look at the pen on your hand, then lie down by the stone cylinder and let Happy hold onto the cloth.

“At the beginning of the mountain, Totem was like this.” Dotted on the left palm of the hand on the side of the greeting, he drew a strange figure, but unlike the pattern Shao Xuan saw that looked like a "Yi” in glasses.

As the dot continued to paint, Shao Xuan also found more different places. The fish fins and tails around that person's face accounted for a much smaller proportion.

After the painting, the dot continues in the position of the right hand on the side of the greeting: “Now, this is the case with the totem of the mountain. ”

The second painting is similar to the Hebian painting and was also seen by Shao Xuan on the Great Shell. Faces account for a smaller proportion, more lines on faces, weirder, fin-fish tails account for a larger proportion, and the other side of the face appears to have a few more.

If there is no first painting, it is difficult to find something wrong on the second one, and every generation of mountain people knows the totem, most of the time at the sacrificial ceremony, in the fire pond, it is thought that that is what needs to be remembered, the wrong people will also correct it.

Didn't stop there, dot pull Bra, continue to paint behind the second one, "If you continue like this, this will be the case for future totems. ”

As he drew a brush on the third painting, he shook his hands even harder.

Only on the third totem painting, the proportion of people's faces is not very different from the second, but on the other side of the face, Shao Xuan just felt a few more pennies, and now it is finally finished.

That's a fish mouth.

One side of the face is the tail and the other side is the mouth of the fish. It looks like it swallowed that face.

“The Totem of the Mountain Tribe has been transformed from a 'fit’ to a 'swallow’! ”

The face was even uglier at this time with a drop of sweat slipping off his forehead, his voice trembling, "They… are devouring the flames of the mountains! ”