Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Shao Xuan knew that people from the tribe would be very curious about things from outside the tribe, but a person like Lei, who usually looks like "Boss Wu, my second child", always has a serious face. Excited so far.

Xing's nostrils fluttered, his nostrils expanded, his vigorous breathing became rapid, each time heavier than the previous one, and his old face swelled red.

"This...this is..."

Xingjiang carefully picked up the stone and looked at it carefully. At this age, whether it was hunting or grinding stone tools, he had much more experience than most people in the tribe. He could naturally see that the stone was polished. Time will not be too long, maybe only a few years, at most ten years.

However, since this stone was not left by the ancestors, where did it come from? !

Thinking of the appearance of Wu rushing over in a hurry, if it is for a mere boy at the foot of the mountain, it really shouldn't be. Then, the main purpose of the witch's visit was naturally this stone.

Thinking of this, Xing doesn't care about the quota of 30 people, the opening of new routes, the competition between the two sides, the only thing he wants to know now is the origin of this stone!

Wu was sitting there, but now he was not as anxious as before. Although his breathing was still a little unsteady, and the hand holding the cane was shaking a little, his face had returned to his usual calm and profound look.

"This is exactly why I came here," Wu said.

When Xing unconsciously tilted his body toward Wu and pricked up his ears to listen carefully, Wu Yi said in a slightly trembling voice, "A Xuan, tell Lao Xing, how is this stone? Got it."

Punishment was stunned. His eyes widened as he looked at Shao Xuan, Wu's words made him greatly astonished.

what. Ah Xuan got this stone? ! Where did he get it from?

No, this kid disappeared for nearly a year!

"You. Hurry up!" Facing Shao Xuan, Xing didn't have such a good tone. The uncontrollable urgency and habitual style of speech made people sound like they were interrogating, and those eyes seemed to be double-handed. Sharp knife, I can't wait to stab you.

However, Shao Xuan didn't care about the tone of punishment, Wu was here. He can't be punished.

"It's like this..."

Shao Xuan briefly explained the origin of the stone, and because he was so anxious to see the punishment, he omitted a lot.

I only focus on how I got the stone.

"Hui... it's the 'Hui' tribe!" Xing's eyes were red, he looked at Wu, and said, "You came here to make sure?"

Wu nodded, "So, I hope you will take that thing out and take a look."

Take a deep breath. Xing Jiang put the stones back in his hands carefully, as if he were treating fragile objects. Every subtle movement is extremely cautious, and the strength is controlled, for fear of accidentally breaking a corner of this stone.

If Xing's family knew that Xing, who was usually vigorous and resolute and had extremely powerful methods, had such a gentle attitude, they would probably drop their jaws.

Xing's room was about twenty square meters, except for a stone table, a few wooden chairs, and a bed. There is also a particularly large stone jar with other large and small boxes in it.

Half kneeling on the ground. Xing opened the stone jar and stretched out his hands. He took out a stone box inside, and was also careful. Every action seemed to be thought over and over again.

Shao Xuan also noticed that when Xing looked at the stone box he was holding, his eyes were full of reverence and his emotions were very warm. His eyes that were like knives were now focused on the stone box, as if everything around him was nothingness.

Carefully put the stone box on the table, and Xing opened the stone box.

Shao Xuan stretched his neck to look inside, and there was a box inside.

Between the large and small boxes, there are some sawdust, apparently to play a protective role as a buffer.

Xing took out the small box and carefully wiped away the wood chips and slag outside. The gentleness and strength were almost two extremes from the usual beating.

open the lid.

Inside, there was also some sawdust, and the thing in the center was wrapped in thick animal skin. Shao Xuan hunted for so long, and he could naturally see the quality of this animal skin at a glance. It was the skin of a high-grade beast.

Generally, the animal hair on high-level fierce beasts is very hard, but there are also relatively soft parts, but it is relatively rare.

The high-quality stones, special wood chips, and this rare piece of animal skin were all used to protect the thing inside, which made Shao Xuan even more curious and stared at Xing's movements.

Xing carefully and attentively carried the contents out, opened the wrapped animal skin, and the items protected inside immediately appeared in front of Shao Xuan.

Shao Xuan stared at the table, the Xing and Wudu were eagerly watching the thing that was treated like an extremely precious treasure, blinked, blinked again, and looked at it again.

Shao Xuan didn't know what kind of expression he should put on to express his mood at the moment.

Before that, seeing the attitude of Wu and Xing, according to what they said, it was inferred that Xing may have something from the outside, and it is extremely precious. Therefore, Shao Xuan thought, it is probably a rare treasure. Those ice cubes that I have seen on the mountains near Eagle Mountain, or the skin and silk of white worms, or fire crystals, or even more rough things, such as a certain part of higher-level beasts, tribes. People love to treasure that.

But I didn't want to see something so... unexpected.

The object that was treated with care was a clay pot, and moreover, it was painted pottery.

There are some paintings on the pot, but the style is somewhat similar to the paintings on the stone he brought back, and each stroke has a swirling curl.

Seeing Shao Xuan staring blankly at the pot on the table, Xing couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

"I haven't seen it before!" Xing smiled complacently.

Shao Xuan: "..."

"You look stupid!" Xing continued to smile smugly.

Shao Xuan: "..."

"This is a treasure handed down from my ancestors. It came from an outside tribe. It's not made of stone!" Xing felt that Shao Xuan, a kid at the foot of the mountain, was ignorant, and probably didn't know the value of this pottery, because the tribe up to now, Not a single pottery has been successfully made, even if there are animal skin rolls handed down from ancestors to make pottery, but not once.

Later, the things left over from thousands of years ago have naturally become invaluable treasures of the tribe. They carry too many unspeakable and undisclosed secrets in the tribe, and people who keep the pots naturally form a sense of superiority. .

Although these clay pots are very fragile, although they do not bring much strength to the totem warriors, even so, even if others take out the most powerful beasts, they will not take them out for exchange!

"Like that one, there are treasures handed down from the ancestors, and it is also a pottery pot. Unfortunately, there are no paintings on the pottery pot in their house. It is very ugly. It is next to my pottery pot. Oh, it's just like The difference between a fragile herbivore and a ferocious carnivore!" Xing continued.

In the hearts of tribal people, those animals that are not powerful and vegetarian are all cowards, they despise them, and those carnivorous beasts with sturdy looks and bloodthirsty characters, otherwise, they are strong, real mountain forests the strongest in. For the strong, they always look high.

Shao Xuan: "..." The old man was so proud that he raised his tail! No matter how serious the old face was, the sneering smile could not be concealed, which made people want to punch him.

No wonder in the past, when I listened to the gossip of the senior leaders of the tribe, I always heard the quarrel between Xing and other old men. In addition to the reason for acting style, it is probably because of this painted pottery in his home. This is a sense of superiority.

Shao Xuan opened his mouth, but he really didn't know what to say. Presumably, this is the difference between non-indigenous and indigenous.

Shao Xuan observed the pot, and the paintings on the pot had a natural element. Those simple lines were like clouds and wind. In addition, there was a human face, but every stroke was different. It is drawn with swirl and curling lines, which looks exaggerated. The painter consciously abstracts and transforms the human pattern. The colors of the lines are red, brown and brown, and they are decorated around the pottery in the way of painting.

For tribal people, this is not only a form of beauty, but more importantly, these paintings also contain totem images related to tribal witchcraft etiquette, giving people a sense of peculiarity. This is also a sign of identifying a tribe. When you see a pattern painted in this style, you will know which tribe produced it.

Xing also said just now that this is something produced by a tribe named "Hui". Then, did the ancestors of the tribe have diplomatic relations with the "Hui" tribe?

Wu looked at Xing, who started talking non-stop, and shook his head with a wry smile. When talking about this painted pottery, Xing would always be like this, completely different from usual.

After talking for a while, seeing no response from the other two, Xing thought of the stone that Shao Xuan took out, closed his mouth angrily, and thought of the pattern on the stone just now, Xing carefully picked up the pot and let Shao Xuanhe Wu looked at a pattern on the bottom of the pot, which was exactly the same pattern as the stone.

"It should be the 'Hui' tribe." Xing sighed. Once, he always thought that the outer tribes mentioned by the ancestors were too far away from this tribe, and it was difficult to encounter one after thousands of years. Even, apart from the old objects left by the ancestors, there were no other tribes from the outer tribes. Something new.

Unexpectedly, I can see one today. Does this mean that in his lifetime, the old man may also see things from other tribes like the "Hui" tribe, or people?

Thinking about it, Xing felt excited. He looked at Wu eagerly, wanting to get a definite answer from Wu, at least, there is hope. Wu is the wisest person in the tribe. If there is anyone who can solve this big problem, apart from Wu, Xing can't think of anyone else.

"I have an idea." Wu Jiang told Xing about the matter of flying out of the tribe through chacha.

Listening carefully to Wu's words, he couldn't help nodding his head, "Yes, there are indeed many obstacles in the mountains and forests. It would be great if they could fly over."

Shao Xuan listened to Wu and Xing's discussion, and interjected: "Actually, you can try to pass through that big river."

The two who were thinking about how to fly over the mountains and swamps looked at Shao Xuan at the same time. (To be continued)