Chronicles of Primordial Wars - Chapter 403: Moire secret
“Thousands of gold” was supplied to the fierce beast meat. When using the wild beast meat, it was quite a bit disappointing. During the supply of the beast meat, two more dead in the field, and the people in the field were anxious to be in the ground. Threw a few pieces of fierce beast.
If it is not because Shao Xuan is an elder, they will probably be united by Qiqi and Quanbai. They think that Shao Xuan does not attach importance to thousands of gold. In fact, Shao Xuan did not pay much attention to this. Moreover, he has been cracking the moiré during this time, and his intentions on the “thousands of gold” are much less.
Shao Xuan has eaten “thousands of gold” and has also experienced the benefits of “thousands of gold”. However, he feels that the benefits brought by “thousands of gold” are not magical. There are at least three kinds of plants planted by the tribe, and the method of planting is much simpler than the “1000-grain gold”, and the harvest is not bad.
So many fierce beasts, if the “thousands of gold” that is supplied is just as Shaoxuan has eaten, it is not worthwhile, and it is not worth it. The tribe does not rely on planting for a living. Every time you go out hunting, you can also go from the forest. When you get a lot of plants and fruits with medicinal value, why bother to fear and plant these thousands of gold? What’s more, hunting beasts, dangerous animals, and beasts who risk their lives to hunt, are to supply such seedlings, and believe that few people in the tribe will be willing.
They have not eaten Qiqi and Quanbai. I don’t know if they are experiencing such a difficult cultivation and have tasted thousands of gold. Will they have the enthusiasm of today?
One day later, Shao Xuan’s tired eyes came out of the house and went into the yard. When he watched the “thousands of gold” that he had not seen for several days, the action of stretching was suddenly stopped.
I don’t know if it is the cause of competition, even if I have been supplying ferocious meat and various fertilizers. However, there are still one or two plants in the ground. Until now, there are only 34 strains left in the field. Each of them is almost as tall as Shao Xuan’s shoulder. I don’t know when I can head.
What surprised Shao Xuan was the leaves of thousands of gold, the leaves above. It is longer than Shao Xuan’s memory. Nowadays, each plant is thicker than Shao Xuan’s at the top of the mountain surrounded by the rats.
The fingers felt a bit of a lanceolate leaf, which was a little different from the original feeling.
Is it because the growth conditions are good? So how do you grow stronger?
If so, can the final grain be more medicinal? Will the benefits be greater?
Shao Xuan also looked at more than 30 other plants. On each of the plants that lived, the leaves were larger than those seen by Shao Xuan. According to Qi Yu, they are still in the growing season. The president will be taller, and by that time, I don’t know what it will be.
If the harvest can be stronger than the pay, the seeds left in the hand, you can continue to try, if it is not worth the loss, Shao Xuan will leave a little, and then the rest to the tribes to eat. Who knows how long the grain is valid? I didn’t ask about the residence at the time. Here, even people who plant experienced Taihe tribes can’t tell.
Shao Xuan gently used the fingers to play the lanceolate leaves. Whispered: “Just see if you can compete and give a satisfactory result.”
The crack of the moiré has been in the past six months since last winter, and the progress is remarkable. It is the “gate”. They are better than the ancestors of the Taihe tribe, and absorbed their results and thinking. Just to open the door, there is still some difficulty, Shao Xuan is now stumped.
Seems to see the door. I urgently want to open this door and look at the scenery behind the door. However, there is a lock on the door, and Shao Xuan does not know how to open the lock.
“Difficult!” Shao Xuan sighed, went out in the tribe and walked around.
After talking with Dokang and the broad sense, Shao Xuan learned that the witch and the leader sent a team to the coast where Shao Xuan landed. At that time, Shao Xuan took the people and left some people there to guard, every other time. Time, the witch and the leader will send some people to exchange, and then continue to observe the movement of the coast. Just thinking, can you wait until one day, there is a change in the coast that makes them happy.
When I wandered around in a circle, Shao Xuan saw the habitat and the spring cypress. They looked at the thousands of gold plants in the yard. They came twice a day. Sometimes the weather changed. They came more often, even staying directly. On the mountain.
Because of the thousand-gold case, the people of Taihe and the couple of Yanjiao have a lot of relationship, and the people of Taihe have even come up with some “secret skills” that they were reluctant to say. If these thousands of gold can be successful, the results will satisfy them. They want to get more grains from these plants, and naturally they have to show sincerity.
When Shao Xuan stepped into the backyard, he was hearing Quan Bo holding a skin roll and talking to other people in Yanjiao.
“The ancestors of our tribes in that year were looking for droughts and blues from here.” Quan Bo’s tone was filled with pride and pride.
“Dry water green” is a kind of herb. They grow in a specific environment. The growth environment during the seedling stage is like drought. The wet land will not germinate. On the contrary, the seeds will even rot. After the arid land grows to a certain stage, because of the rain in the mountains, if there is a spring flow in the growing place, the drought will continue the second stage of growth in the water surrounded by the spring until the flowering results.
Because the seedlings, flowers and fruits are all blue, the people of Taihe are called dry water green, which is a good medicine for treating internal and external injuries. The tribe often trades droughts from the Taihe River. When hunting, the soldiers will bring them. Something.
It is said that most of the medicines planted by the Taihe tribes are many years ago, the ancestors of the Taihe tribe went out to find the herbs, and then after several generations, dozens of generations or even longer, they found The most suitable method of planting. As for the medicines found in the first place of the Taihe River, it has always been confidential. It is one of the important economic sources of the Taihe River and will not tell others.
That is to say, because of the thousand things, they only said a little bit, but some of the important parts are also vague and will not be elaborated.
Under the curiosity of Shao Xuan, I went over to see the animal skin rolls in the hands of Quan Bai.
It was a map. To be precise, it was a simplified map. Before I took it to the people in Yanjiao, Quanbo personally simplified the original map and blurred some specific information, just like painting. A tree, but no leaves, only the trunk and branches.
However, after Shao Xuan saw the lines on the animal skin roll, his eyes moved. This picture…some familiar.
With a little thought, Shao Xuan’s hole suddenly expanded.
“What are the curved lines above?!” asked Shao Xuan.
Quanbai said that he was working hard. He was too invested, and he did not notice Shao Xuan, who was close behind him. He was shocked by the sudden arrival of Shao Xuan. He dared to swear in front of other people, but he did not dare to make too much trouble in front of Shao Xuan. After all, Qian Qianjin is something of Shao Xuan. He said that he still asks for people.
Upon hearing Shao Xuan’s words, Quanbai adjusted his expression and brought a proper smile. He said: “Those are rivers, thick rivers represent the river, and thin rivers represent the river. Hey, this is the river in your hunting area.”
Because the river was not detailed in the hunting area of Yanjiao, Quanbai said that it was painted when the people of the millennium horn had not come here. As for the tributaries of this small river, they had not painted it.
The river Shao Xuan said that when he was looking for a glowing stone, he listened to other people, and the dried river that had changed due to seasonal changes should now be refilled with water. It is only not shown on this map of Quanbai.
Shao Xuan’s attention is not on these tiny river branches. He cares about the thickest river and the several important branch rivers that extend from that trunk.
The main river bends around, and only one of the sections is drawn on the map. The ends are not completely finished. It is said that one end is the sea and the other end is in the center of the mainland. However, only the lines of those rivers have helped Shao Xuan to be very busy.
He is cracking the moiré, and now one of the problems he has encountered has been solved.
Quanbai was also worried that Shao Xuan would ask for something more secret. He thought about how to euphemistically dismiss it, but he heard that Shao Xuan only asked the rivers and some geographical information that was not too important, and did not ask them where the tribal ancestors would find those herbs. This made Quan Boss breathe a sigh of relief.
After getting the information I wanted, Shao Xuan was very happy to take a photo of Quanbo’s shoulder: “Thank you!” After Xuan Xuan rushed back to the house.
Zhao Bo, who was stunned by this reaction, looked at other people and asked Qi Yu: “What happened to your little elders?”
“Who knows.” Habitat doesn’t know what Shao Xuan thinks. She won’t ask, even if she knows, she won’t tell people from the Taihe. There is communication between the two tribes, but some don’t get witches. And the things allowed by the leader, they are absolutely silent. The elders are thinking about things that should be more important, and they should not be able to speak out.
Over there, Shao Xuanchong went back to the house and closed the door, and moved a stack of leaves on the left side of the table. The moiré painted on the leaves was not cracked by him, and he could not even guess. However, after seeing the lines on the map in Quan Bo’s hand, he realized that the moiré that was not cracked was not a word but a line graph! A line graph representing the geographical location! !
When cracking the moiré encounters the bottleneck, Shao Xuan stares at the cloud pattern on the tripod. Even if he closes his eyes, although he may not be able to completely illuminate those lines, he will not be too much. Those patterns have been remembered by Shao Xuan. The thinking has been caught for too long. When you look at things outside, you will spontaneously bring them into the moiré. Because of this, he can think of things that have not been broken when he sees the map on Quanbai’s hand.
Spread the stack of leaves, according to the pattern above, in the order of the tripod, then Shao Xuan draws a branch, try to draw in the sand table, simply go to some exaggerated decoration or covert lines, leaving the most important Those.
These moiré on the tripod are actually a combination of words and paintings! (To be continued…)