Chronicles of Primordial Wars - Chapter 170
Although Shao Xuan is very curious about the slaves and slave owners who appear here, Shao Xuan must first follow the long-distance team to settle down.
The slave owner has a lot of houses here. At such an intersection, there are many teams coming and going. Every day, there are many people like the tribe’s long-distance team who come here to settle down. He will charge a certain “cost”. .
All the work is done by the slaves.
However, Shao Xuan found that the slaves who were despised by the tribes of the tribe, although their health status was very poor, but they were more than those of the tourists.
Right, strength is power!
Those slaves have more power than tourists! Not necessarily strength, but also other, speed, or reaction, or other.
Those slaves have some pain, some numbness, and turn a blind eye to the contempt of sight around them.
When he became a slave, he abandoned all the beliefs of the past. From now on, he only believes in one – his master.
The night is getting thicker.
Pan Yin also did not say to the slave owner that he still needs to arrange the team.
The place where you temporarily settled is not a good condition. The space is small and everyone is crowded inside. This is also better than feeding mosquitoes by the river. Moreover, at night, it is not very safe outside. If you are not allowed to go out, you will be cut by the tourists. I heard that some crazy tourists will eat if they are hungry. Although you are not afraid of them, it is always good to be prepared, or hold a group.
As for you, you don’t need Shao Xuan to worry about it. This cargo can live in the hunting ground. Here, the beasts have no threat to it. Even if it is dangerous, it will find Shao Xuan.
At this time, the surrounding area. In the various houses that Shao Xuan had seen before, they also lit fires one by one, and the people who went out to work came back with a day of labor. Some come back from the mountain forest, while others come back from the river where the far-off team stops. They will also work hard, but the reward is very small.
A thin figure walked quickly through the night. The wooden stick in his hand swiftly waved, driving away the slap-bellied mosquitoes that flew over.
In front of a small wooden house, he removed a plank of wood and slid it in, then quickly moved the plank back to block the mosquitoes outside.
“came back?!”
In the house, a woman who was also thin, sitting there with a small child, was tired. The child in the woman’s arms is sleeping.
In the corner. There was a wooden board lying down, it was a bed, and there was a thin figure sleeping on it.
“Yeah.” The man who had just returned from the outside put aside the skin that had been broken a few holes and put out the harvest today.
It is some fruit in the mountains, as well as a fish and a rabbit.
The beasts around, the ones that can be hunted have been hunted almost, and a little further. They have limited ability, and when they go, they die. As for the fruit. There are a lot of them that have not yet matured and have already been picked up. Today is still lucky, found a few big fruits in a corner that is not easy to be noticed.
Seeing the fish and the rabbit, the woman’s eyes are bright, which is already good.
The woman carefully placed the child in her arms on a wooden bed. Put the fish and rabbit into the pot to cook, because both of them are slaughtered and cleaned outside, and you don’t need to do more processing when you bring them back. You can cook them directly.
Come back and bite the fruit a little bit, after a while. The woman put one of the juicy ones on the wooden bed, the one-year-old child.
With the food, the child does not sleep, and eats the fruit quietly.
The woman handed the daughter of the wooden bed two fruits: “First eat.”
“How is it today?” the woman asked.
The man shook his head in sigh.
There were ten people who came here with their family. Three of them joined other tribes. One left smoothly, the other two were driven away, and they could not survive. The four were when they were hunting in the mountains. The beast was left behind; the two became slaves. The rest of the people, plus their home, have been here for almost ten years.
“If it doesn’t work, I plan to find someone to leave, let’s change another place, and I have talked to them today,” the man said.
As he said, the piece of wood that blocked the door was slammed.
“Inflammation, open the door!”
As soon as he heard the sound, the man’s tight muscles just relaxed, and put down the stone knife with a lot of gaps in his hand. He got up and moved the board away.
People coming in from outside are shorter than Yan Shuo, thinner than Yan Shuo, skinny, full of bloodshot eyes, shortness of breath, like making some kind of decision.
“What’s wrong?” Yan Shuo asked.
The other person came in and jerked his head up because the emotions were too excited and the expressions on the face were somewhat distorted.
“Yan Shuo, I… plan… go over there!” said the man looking in one direction.
Yan Shuo eyes are awkward because of surprise.
“I can’t stand it! I met them today, they have strength again.” The man said, by the way, he showed Yan Shuo the arm he was interrupted today, if this arm is in the current situation. To count, it can’t be recovered in a short time.
Yan Shuo knows who “they” are referring to, who were the slaves who came together earlier. The person in front of me, the direction that I just looked at, is where the slaves in this area are.
Yan Shuo opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say. I originally thought that everyone would leave together, find a better place, work hard, but don’t want to, the other party has given up, can’t go on. The feeling of no power is really desperate.
“I am gone,” the man stopped at the door and stopped. He turned his back to Yan Shuo and said slightly: “Get a decision early, and don’t think about the impossible.”
When the man left, he sat quietly and looked at the fire in the fire, silently.
When the eyes stared straight at the fire, the muscles on the burning surface twitched twice, and the meridians on the thick arms were clearly visible. The strangest thing is that the unclear lines appearing on the Yan Shuo face, if Shao Xuan is here, will definitely recognize it. This is the totem pattern on the face of the Yanjiao tribe totem warrior!
However, compared to the Totem Warrior of the Yanjiao tribe, the totem pattern on Yan Xuan’s face is not clear. And it is not stable, sometimes it is a little clear, and sometimes it is completely hidden. There is no grain on the upper body and arm of the **.
Yan Shuo always felt that his power should be far more than that, but. Because he is a tourist, there is no fire, so he can not be a true totem fighter.
He knew that his ancestor was the Yanjiao tribe. From generation to generation, everyone remembered the Yanjiao tribe and the totem of the tribe.
“Auntie said that the Yanjiao tribe is still there.” Yan Shuo whispered.
“The people of the Yanjiao tribe are powerful warriors. You can easily pick up a bear, with the double-corner totem pattern of the flame, which can cover the whole body. The fire of the Yanjiao tribe can fill a whole mountain…”
At the beginning, Yan Shuo only whispered in a low voice, and his tone was calm, just like telling a story, but gradually. The tone is suppressed and the eyes are red.
Because of obsession. Therefore, the ancestors of Yan Shuo, the name given to the juniors, with the word “inflammation” or “corner”, is to let them remember the name of their tribe. If one day can find the tribe, their wish will be gone. . Therefore, future generations are not allowed to join any other tribe. If you are not allowed to be a slave, you will not be allowed to betray your own tribe even if you die.
But after so many years, the Yanjiao tribe is no longer remembered by people, and no one around has heard of such a tribe. No matter how many times the Yanzuo is still in his own tribe, the fire is still there, and others just don’t believe it.
However, the strength of the fire is indeed greater than that of others, and it also reveals a faint totem pattern. Being able to stick to it now is an important reason.
But now, he feels awkward.
The other ten people who came together at the beginning were all unable to hold back, and now they only have their home.
go away?
If there are not enough people, if they leave, they will not die, and they will probably die.
Someone left the previous two days, but the next day he was found dead in the river not far away. The blood on his body was sucked dry, and the mosquitoes sucked. Half of the body was bitten by the beast, and it was the beast that came out in the nearby forest in the evening. If it was another day, even the bones would not be left.
Even if the strength of Yan Shuo is bigger than others, it is relative to the tourists. For those totem fighters, it may not be enough.
power!
With strength, you can live better in such a world!
This is also the reason why many unstoppable tourists choose to become slaves. Being slaves, although they have no freedom, have lost a lot, but they can gain strength from the slave owners!
Just, how to choose?
Is it going to continue, to find, or wait for the news of the Yanjiao tribe, or, like those who can’t help but find a tribe to trust or become a slave?
No, no!
Yan Shuo hands hold his head.
Can’t give up, can’t! Aunt said, the tribe is still there, still!
A woman sitting on a wooden board looks at her husband like this, wants to stop, wants to comfort, but feels that she should choose other ways as well as others?
However, just as the woman intended to speak, the woman found that some of her husband’s body stretched down the face and neck, and on the arm, some flame-like patterns, starting from the shoulders, extended to the entire upper arm, and then elbow……
“That… that…” The woman was too shocked to speak.
The screaming sound of his head was raised, his eyes were still red with bloodshot eyes, and he saw his wife’s appearance, some doubts, but when he looked at his body in the direction he pointed, he also looked To the totem lines that have spread.
Since his birth, there has been no other than the faint totem pattern on his face in his teens, but now, these totem patterns appear…
Those patterns, like the firewood that has been prepared and have not been ignited, are now ignited, although they are not clear, but the rough lines can still be seen.
Yan Shuo remembered what his aunt had said: “You must believe that in our blood, the power is still there. It just keeps sleeping. When one day, when the time is ripe, it will gradually wake up… …”
At the same time, Shao Xuan, who was huddled in a small room with his eyes closed, slammed his eyes and looked in the direction of Yan Shuo. (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!