Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Lao Ho said that the roots of the Yanjiao tribe are still in the old place, the veins of the fire are still there, and the fire must be ignited in the old place. This Shao Xuan really didn't know, maybe Wu knew, but he didn't say it.

No wonder those ancestors wanted to go back to their old places with all their hearts, and there is such a reason.

The return of the tribe is indeed very necessary for the people who are strayed and prosperous again. I don't know how many people are waiting to welcome the new life.

The far-traveler team will not stay in the Feng tribe for a long time. After all, they just pass by here and use it as a resting place before reaching the central part. After the rest and preparation, the leaders greeted the people in the team and prepared to set off.

Shao Xuan left something for Lao Ho's family and exchanged a few cows and sheep for them. Shuiyueshi Laoyu didn't want it. His family was two old and one young, and he had no fighting power. If it made other tourists jealous and murdered, it would not be worth it. Fortunately, Gua Er has promised to take care of it, so that the Lao Ho family will not be too difficult.

Even if it was difficult, Lao Hoi felt that it didn't matter, because there was already hope. Perhaps, he would be able to bring his family and the tourists living in other places back to the tribe after just a few more years. What a blessing to be able to return in my lifetime!

Saying goodbye to Lao Ho, Shao Xuan and the expedition team left the Feng tribe together.

Not long after the expedition team left, Gua Er's father came back from patrolling. After entering the house, he thought about asking Gu Er, the kid was clamoring for what to do with the wooden stake he had dragged back.

Lifting the leather curtain, he walked into the room with his feet raised, but when his eyes met an object somewhere in the room, his scalp tightened, and his hand quickly pulled out the knife pinned to his waist.

However, before he could make the next move, a figure came out and let out a piercing cry.

"Father-"

Gua Er hugged his father's leg firmly, "Father, we have so much firewood in our house, don't chop my wood carvings!"

"Wood carving?" Gua Er's father was taken aback for a moment, then looked over there carefully again, "It's really true."

No wonder I felt something was wrong just now, it turned out to be just a wood carving. However, it is really not easy to carve wood carvings like this. When I saw it for the first time, I thought that I had encountered some wild beast from the mountains and forests.

"Where did this wood carving come from?" Guar's father put away the knife, walked over, and looked at the wood carving in front of him very rarely.

"Didn't I tell you, it was the wood that was dragged back and engraved by the far-traveler named Shao Xuan." Gua Er explained the matter, and also mentioned that he promised to take care of Lao Ho's family. After speaking, he was a little worried, lowered his head, and quickly raised his eyelids to look at his father, for fear of being beaten.

Unexpectedly, Gu Er's father was silent for a while, then said, "Do what you promised."

Shao Xuan, who had left the Feng tribe, did not know the conversation between Guaran and his father. He and the others continued to walk along the other. The upstream of this river is deep in the grassland, and the downstream will join another tributary. , forming a river that flows through some parts of the middle.

This time, there is no raft, all rely on walking.

Just like what those far-reachers said, after the team has been rushing for a few days, the destination is also near.

"Go a little further, and it belongs to the central area."

"Let the people in the team pay attention, the front is the territory of the two big tribes in the middle, don't mess with them." Some experienced long-rangers told the newcomers.

The tribes that can stand in the middle, no matter how big or small, always have their unique features, which are not comparable to some ordinary small tribes. And these tribes in the middle, generally speaking, do not take the initiative to attack the Farstrider team aggressively.

When I get here, I will also encounter many far-travelers who come from various places, but now they will not greet each other so peacefully, and they are all guarding each other.

When passing through a hilly area, a few distant walkers next to him said to Shao Xuan: "Look over there.

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Next to the expedition team, there are continuous low hills, and on these hills, there is a group of rock paintings of hills with tribal characteristics.

The paintings on the rock paintings are not very delicate, and the paintings do not look like people, but there is a face that belongs to people.

On this huge independent boulder that is close to a rectangle in front of Shao Xuan, there is such a picture carved. Above it is a human face with a round face and a wide mouth. What is strange is that the lower part of the face, the body part, It seems to be similar to ordinary people, but there are two more hands.

The painting style is rough and exaggerated, it looks like a man with six hands with a strange proportion is standing there, his mouth is wide open, all six hands are open, and both legs are also open to a certain angle. , looks like a spider. Look at the people passing by here. Behind him, other parts of the rock were also engraved with some interlaced lines, which did not seem to be chiseled randomly, but were carved regularly and purposefully.

"This is?" Zha asked the experienced far-striders next to him, wanting to get a more precise answer from them.

As for Shao Xuan, when he saw this painting, he had already matched the number.

The "Weiba" tribe once painted and recorded on the animal skin scrolls of the ancestors and the stone chamber walls of the caves.

In the cave near the foot of the mountain, when Shao Xuan first saw the pattern on the stone wall, he thought it was a spider. Later, after reading more animal skin records, he realized that it was not a spider, but a spider-like one. eight-limbed monster.

There are also some huge black rocks next to them, which are also engraved with various masks and eight-limbed weirdos.

Look, it is indeed a big tribe in the middle of the country. How far is it, I started to draw the boundary monuments. I was afraid that others would not know that this place was like the Eight Tribes. I looked around, and the hills and rock paintings were all extremely high. The paintings with the characteristics of the Eight Tribes are large and small. Even if people who pass by here have a bad memory, they will be engraved in their minds by the long rock paintings of the hills, which are hard to forget.

The person next to him said, "We haven't really reached the site of the Weiba tribe yet, and the place we are going belongs to the Weiba tribe and the Mang tribe."

"Manglin Jade, Weiba Siyi, are you talking about these two tribes?!" Zha had heard from some far-travelers talking about these two central powerhouses and the items produced by these two tribes. However, he had never seen the jade of the Mang tribe, nor the legendary clothes made of silk.

Manglin jade, Weiba silk clothes, these are the famous items of these two tribes. Whether it is Manglin jade or the silk clothes produced by Weiba tribe, they are extremely expensive. As far as the tribe is concerned, they will not exchange these two, because there is no need. Linen has already discouraged many people. If there is another more expensive silk garment, even if it is brought back, it will be kept.

To put it simply, their consumption level has not reached such a high level, and they cannot appreciate it. For those who pay more attention to practical application, it is even less useful.

"In addition to the rock paintings of the Weiba tribe, there are also signs of the Mang tribe around here. Now, look ahead, there is the totem mark of the Mang tribe." The far traveler next to him pointed to Shao Xuan and Zhan.

Over there, there is a bamboo forest, not too high, but very thick, it looks very strong, and the leaves can wrap Shao Xuan's hands.

Almost every sturdy bamboo is carved, like the totem pattern of the Mang tribe. In addition, on the bamboo, there are also some bamboo and wood-like wind chimes hanging there. Bamboo and wood, with the wind, slammed together, making sounds of different heights, very nice.

Under normal circumstances, there should be a lot of people going to chop bamboo or take away the bamboo and wood wind chimes that can play music, but in fact, very few people will move those things, just like most people. They don't even dare to use a knife on the rock paintings of the Weiba tribe. That is the sign of the two tribes, whoever moves is a provocation to these two tribes.

The people in the far traveler team would not do this kind of behavior of courting death, and it is precisely because of this that they would tell the first-time traveler before coming, not to offend without knowing it. those strong.

Because there are frequent travelers passing by here, they have already walked out a very obvious way. On the left side of the road, there is a long row of rock paintings of hills. The eight-legged people of the Weiba tribe are painted in the shape of a vajra, looking at the pedestrians passing by, which brings a lot of psychological pressure to every traveler. , also made them more jealous of the Weiba tribe, the strong is the strong, even the paintings are so mighty.

On the other side of the road, the completely different small and fresh style of bamboo painting wind chimes did not make everyone feel relaxed. On the contrary, every time the sound of bamboo and wood percussion made everyone feel nervous. It seems that in the bamboo forest, there is a Staring at them with both eyes, made the team unconsciously speed up, not to mention moving those bamboos and wind chimes.

This is the demonstration of the strong, in their own way, let the people who come and go remember their strength, not just jade and silk clothes.

After passing through that section, there were no hills and rock paintings nearby, and the sound of the percussion of bamboo and wood gradually faded away, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The nervousness gradually subsided.

"Further on, there will be a valley, which is a good trading location, and because it is very close to the Mang tribe and the Weiba tribe, everyone does not dare to make trouble." said a distant traveler in front.

Soon, Shao Xuan saw the place where the trade was taking place. There, it was like a small market, surrounded by wooden and bamboo houses, and there were also many far-travelers from all over the place, or people from nearby tribes trading here. Because they are backed by two "mountains", they sometimes need to offer some gifts to the people of these two tribes.

Entering this market, Shao Xuan felt that it became lively all of a sudden. Some people put the items they wanted to trade on the ground, and there was a layer of straw curtains or animal skins at the bottom. Others put up a suggested shelf on which to put things.

It was a very simple market, but it was the biggest and most lively trading place that Shao Xuan had seen since he came to this world. R1152

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