Chronicles of Primordial Wars

In the grotto, there were about 20 children lying on the side. A thin piece of animal skin with a few holes was covering the seven or eight children. , whether it was covered with a quilt or just shrunk to the side, they all slept soundly.

Because it has not been cleaned for a long time, there are many people sleeping, and there is an unpleasant smell in the hole. Sunlight penetrated through the air vents cut out around it, barely making the dark hole a little brighter.

On the side of the cave, under the vent, a child in tattered animal skin slept there, but, unlike the other children, beside him also slept a big dog almost as long as him.

Shao Xuan opened his eyes, looked at the sunlight that had hit his shoulders, rubbed his eyes, and got up to clean up the hay under him. Seeing Shao Xuan's action, the big dog next to him with his eyes closed quickly got up and squatted beside him so that Shao Xuan could pick up the hay he just pressed.

After bundling the hay, Shao Xuan walked out of the cave with the bundle of hay in one hand and the dog leash in the other.

Inexplicably came to this place like a primitive tribe and became a little boy in this tribe located in the wild mountains and mountains. The original body of this body is very thin, probably because he was sick and couldn't survive, from Shao Xuan on this body It has been more than half a year since I woke up. No matter how unaccustomed you are, you can only grit your teeth and hold on, living is the most important thing.

Shao Xuan never thought that he would really come to such a place. This place is very different from the primitive tribes of the Stone Age that he once knew. The people here do not look very special in appearance, but the essence is not.

Have you ever seen an ordinary person hold a rock the size of a water tank with one hand and walk around the street without any trouble?

Have you ever seen an ordinary person jump three stories high without the help of other tools, and still stand firm after jumping from a tree ten meters?

Anyway, Shao Xuan had never seen it in his last life, but in this life... every day!

As for the grotto that came out just now, it was originally called "Funiu Cave", because the cave looked like a cow that had been beaten down. After the replacement, the tribe prospered, and they built their own houses outside. This hole was finally used to take in the orphans of the tribe, so it was also called "Hai'er Cave" by the tribe's people. The people of the tribe are also unwilling to take them in. Generally speaking, the "Hai'er Cave" is an orphanage in the tribe.

After Shao Xuan came here, he hadn't seen people from other tribes. I heard that there was only one tribe called "Flaming Horns" in this mountain range.

Isolated tribe, self-sufficient life.

Holding the dog, Shao Xuan walked slowly.

It didn't take long to see wooden houses of different sizes, some of which were made of wood, stone, grass mud, etc. Compared with the former, the houses built of wood and stone were slightly larger and looked more solid. These The house can be regarded as a mansion near the foot of the mountain.

Whether it is those wooden houses or wood and stone "mansions", in Shao Xuan's view, they are all shabby buildings. However, after staying here for a long time, Shao Xuan is quite eager to have a wooden house of his own, but it cannot be achieved at this stage.

At this time, some people have come out for activities. The men have brought their own stone tools out to polish, so that they can take the stone knives out for the next hunting. The women also have their own work, sewing animal skins, drying food, etc. .

When Shao Xuan passed by, many people looked over there, not looking at Shao Xuan, but staring at the creature that Shao Xuan was holding, with a greedy look in their eyes,

Swallowing saliva. In their eyes, what Shao Xuan was holding was a large piece of meat, enough for them to eat a few times, and those who got up early to work and were hungry all had green eyes. But after everyone saw the thing on the neck, they still reluctantly held back their intention to snatch it in the past. It was the "Wizard" insignia, which meant that it was only a witch's thing, and they dared not move. In their eyes, Shao Xuan was just helping Wu watch the wolf.

Yes, following Shao Xuan was actually a wolf, born in the mountains, but it was encountered by a warrior who was out hunting in the tribe when he was young, and brought it back to Shao Xuan to eat. After passing, he left a plaque with a witch pattern and left. Shao Xuan named the wolf "Caesar", which was also the name of the dog that Shao Xuan raised in his previous life. He raised Caesar as a dog in the side, until now.

The people here think very strangely. They clearly respect the witch. After seeing the witch giving a tattoo to Shao Xuan, their attitude towards Shao Xuan did not change much. , As for the rest, what should I do, after all, Wu didn't tell everyone to help Shao Xuan. A big man like Wu has no time to pay attention to a child. After a long time, everyone will become accustomed to having such a child with a wolf. Caesar has grown from a cub with no teeth to now. appeared again.

It just makes people near the foot of the mountain wonder why Shao Xuan is called a Caesar dog?

What is a dog?

This question didn't last long, because everyone didn't care about it, they were too lazy to care, and they were busy with more important things - food.

Shao Xuan was accustomed to the sight of the surroundings. If nothing happened, he led Caesar to continue walking. Even if the people in the tribe were greedy, they would not grab the witch's things. As Shi Qi said, the witch's status in the tribe was quite high. As for why the sorcerer who lived in the "powerful area" on the mountain and was one of the best in the tribe would give Shao Xuan, a person with a low sense of existence sleeping in the "child cave", a precious tattoo, it was attributed to what Shao Xuan mentioned at the time. One word - "feeding". Originally, what Shao Xuan said was to raise Caesar, who was still a wolf cub, before eating it, but Wu, who happened to pass by, heard it and asked Shao Xuan to raise it. In order to prevent the tribe from robbing him, Wu left A plaque, the plaque was draped around Caesar's neck.

The "witch" was very interested in raising animals, but the old man had never appeared in the past six months. Therefore, Shao Xuan's impression of the old man was that of an irresponsible old god. Is it easy to be a wolf? Being stared at by the people around me with green eyes every day, without a strong mental ability to bear, would have already become a neuropathy.

All in all, raising Caesar was entirely by accident.

How hard life is! Although the food in the kid's cave is provided by the tribe, it is still hungry.

Shao Xuan sighed helplessly, looked forward, and twitched the corners of his eyes.

There was a person in front of him carrying a stone stick, two meters long and much thicker like a baseball bat. This thing was thick enough. According to Shao Xuan’s standards in his previous life, even if it could be carried, it would be quite difficult, but that person looked like He just carried an ordinary hoe as easily as he walked up the mountain slowly yawning, probably to discuss hunting with the members of their hunting team.

This is the people here, normal people. As for Shao Xuan, he now belongs to a disadvantaged group who has not awakened to the power of the totem. When he grows up to about ten years old and awakens the power of the totem, he can be regarded as an ordinary warrior in the tribe with the ability to go out to hunt. The power of the totem is the only criterion for the tribe to measure whether it can become a hunting warrior.

As for what exactly is the power of totem, Shao Xuan does not know, maybe he will understand at that time.

At this moment, the uncle who was walking in front of Shao Xuan, who was carrying a stone stick and didn't seem to wake up, didn't even notice that the leather shorts he was wearing were slipping to his knees. The people around didn't respond.

Shao Xuan endured it, but still said: "The uncle who carried the stick in front of you, your leather pants have fallen!"

The person walking in front yawned when Shao Xuan shouted for the third time, turned around and glanced at Shao Xuan, his eyes stayed on Caesar for about half a minute, and then he lowered his head to look at the slipped pants. Then he calmly lifted his trousers, tied the leather rope, and continued to walk up the mountain with the stick on his back.

Shao Xuan stopped talking.

For the people in the tribe, etiquette, righteousness and shame? What the hell is that? can eat? Can't eat the ball you said!