Chronicles of Primordial Wars

On the dry and cracked land, the farther you go to the top of the mountain, the more cracks in the ground, and fewer plants grow around. In many places, you can only see exposed stones and dry hard soil.

The wind on the top of the mountain gradually decreased, and the scorching sun was blazing. Many wild mice waiting here were already thirsty, but they did not leave, and their claws only squeezed forward, not backward. His eyes were fixed on the ears of grain that were changing color on the top of the mountain, and his neck could not be longer, so that he could see what was on the top of the mountain better.

The ear of grain is changing color, the dark gold color before has gradually become lighter, and the dull surface has become shiny, and it seems to be shining with golden light from a distance.

"squeak--"

I don't know which wild mouse made a cry.

This is like a signal of action, the wild mice who are holding back their energy move instantly, and their brains rush forward.

The big voles at the head were about to jump up and bite the ears of grain when they heard a swish in their ears, and something shot from behind.

Immediately afterwards, with a cracking sound of "click", an unpleasant smell was raised around. The voles who smelled these odors became stupefied and walked unsteadily.

This is just the beginning, and finally, the dense rattling sound rang out one after another, smashing into the crowd of mice.

Shao Xuan held his breath, smashed the "artifact", quickly rushed to the top of the mountain, and then stayed there, smashing, while dealing with the rushing mice.

The medicine prepared by Old Man Ju has already turned over a large number of wild mice. Although it cannot solve all the wild mice, it has greatly relieved Shao Xuan's pressure, and it is relatively easy to deal with the remaining ones. After all, they are only wild mice, not fierce beasts. Shao Xuan smashed the "artifact" with one hand and held a broom-like thing tied with branches in the other.

In fact, Shao Xuan is more willing to use a more powerful weapon, but the old man Ju made this broom himself. Said it was useful to deal with voles, so Shao Xuan used it.

Sure enough, after being swept by this "broom". Those wild mice seemed to have something they disliked on their bodies, and hesitated to approach immediately.

And the big wild mice that jumped up and bit the ear of grain before. After smelling the smell, I wanted to take the grains in my mouth and fell to the ground, my legs didn't stand firm and I rolled a few times, but they can carry it longer than other wild mice, knowing that things have changed, holding the grains in their mouths Li ran to the distance, but unfortunately was caught by the old man who was guarding outside.

Old Man Ju painted the branches and leaves with some leftovers from the previous medicine, circled around the wooden stick, lit it and put out the fire. There will be thick smoke rising from it, and the smell of these thick smoke is more pungent,

It is a pity that the medicinal properties are far inferior to those of the powders extracted before, and it is impossible to achieve the effect of poisoning one piece in a flash. But now it's more than enough to deal with these big voles.

Seeing that Shao Xuan was standing on the top of the mountain, there was a man who was in control of ten thousand mice, and the old man was relieved, and he concentrated on dealing with those mice that slipped through the net. These must be grains in their mouths! The rat's mouth grabbed the food, and what he said was what the old man was going to do now.

When Shao Xuan's "artifact" was used up, a large field of wild mice had fallen on the top of the mountain. Like a mouseskin rug.

As for those voles that escaped the drug, they were blown away by Shao Xuanyi's broom when they rushed up.

After the old man Ju finished solving the mouse that slipped through the net, he immediately ran to the few plants on the top of the mountain. Carefully touched the bunches of grain ears. Because I wasn't sure if this was an annual plant, I didn't dare to chop it, otherwise I would have told Shao Xuan to chop it all away, and wouldn't stay here and keep fighting with the wild mice.

Raised his hand and stroked it with a little force, the old man Ju stroked all the grains on Suigu.

Putting all the grains into the cloth bag, the old man called Shao Xuan: "Let's go, leave the rest of the wild mice alone."

When the old man Ju said these words, Shao Xuan waved his broom and jumped up. It took a few ups and downs to leave that place, but when it was out of the rat trap. Shao Xuan picked up a few fat voles and added food later. It is rare to see larger beasts in this barren mountain. It is not easy to eat meat well. Just took this opportunity to catch a few.

"Take the millet away, and leave those trees in place, not afraid of being destroyed by the wild mice? Don't you feel bad?" Shao Xuan asked the old man Ju. If the old man hadn't been distressed by those few plants and thought that there was still value in research, Shao Xuan would not have been so laborious, and he would have cut the piece earlier to save trouble.

"Wild mice are not interested in those, they only want to eat these grains. As for the few trees left there, the roots are too deep to dig, and it is not convenient to take them away... Forget it, next time. , I'll bring people over after I go back." As long as those few trees did not wither before he brought people over, he would transplant them all into his own field and study them carefully.

"Those voles who were poisoned woke up and wondered if they would faint again. Aren't you afraid of their revenge?" Shao Xuan joked.

The old man holding the grain bag like a baby, raised his eyebrows when he heard Shao Xuan's words: "Retaliation? Why should I be afraid? Next time I come, I won't give them a chance to retaliate." Next time he will come more often. Bring some people, don't be afraid of those wild mice.

Leaving the mountain and looking for a place to sit and rest, Shao Xuan stretched out his hand towards the old man, "Take it out and have a look, let me see what the legendary thousand grains of gold look like. I just went to sweep the wild mice, and didn't pay attention to it."

Old Man Ju hesitated for a while, but instead of opening the bag that contained the grains, he took out a grain from another small bag and put it in Shao Xuan's palm.

Shao Xuan looked at the round grain in the palm of his hand that was about the size of a soybean, with a golden shell, and there were tooth marks on it - bitten by a wild rat.

Although one grain is only so big, it is a lot heavier than Shao Xuan thought.

However, Shao Xuan can't do it for such a broken grain.

"Anyway, I also have the credit, are you embarrassed to give it to me only?" Shao Xuan shook the old man with the broken grain in his hand.

"What do you want this for?" The old man guarded the thing tightly.

"Eat." He said succinctly.

Hearing this, the old man's eyebrows were raised: "Eat?!!"

"Aren't these planted for food?"

"But we haven't started a lot of planting yet! These intact ones can only be used as seeds and cannot be eaten!" The old man's attitude was very firm.

"That's fine, you can share with me. I'll go back to the tribe to plant later." Seeing what the old man had to say, Shao Xuanjia said, "Even if I don't know how to plant, someone in our tribe will definitely understand. Don't be stingy, come and share. Well. Anyway, that one plant has a thousand grains. There are so many plants on the top of the mountain. Even if some of them are taken away by the wild mice, there are tens of thousands of grains that can be received, half and half."

"Half?!" The old man stared, "Impossible, absolutely impossible, I can give you other things, but this one can't give you that much!"

"That's fine, half and half, just three thousand grains." Shao Xuan said.

The old man held his breath and didn't make a sound, but the wrinkled skin on the old face twitched, as if he was trying his best to endure it.

In the end, the old man only gave Shao Xuan a thousand grains, and he still looked like he was cutting flesh. He felt heartbroken when he counted one, and seemed to have foreseen the outcome of these grains being spoiled by Shao Xuan.

"If it wasn't... if it wasn't for the fact that your kid helped me this journey, I wouldn't give you any of it!" The old man said with a bitter face.

"Hey, don't be so negative, maybe you can't plant it, but I will plant it instead?" Shao Xuan said.

The old man just kept shaking his head, he didn't believe it anyway. (To be continued)