Chronicles of Primordial Wars

The rain washed over the ground.

With the arrival of the rainy season, among the big rivers, those giant river overlords are conducting annual migration activities.

In the river, out of sight, there are also many aquatic creatures, doing similar behaviors to these river overlords.

Compared with the liveliness in the river, the Yanjiao tribe seemed much quieter. Except for a few guards who were distributed around, most people stayed at home.

A bug that came out of nowhere was moving its countless claws and quickly crawling into the house.

Snapped!

A wolf claw slapped it hard, flattening the bug that was about to enter the house.

Caesar was lying in the room, and it almost filled up the hall space. His head rested on the door, like a doorman. Anyone who wanted to climb into the room would be shot to death immediately.

Lao Ke stood in the room where he usually polished stone tools, looking at the heavy rain outside the window with hope in his eyes.

Behind him, the wooden boxes that have been packed are placed there. In the corner of the house, there are also some old stone boxes and stone boxes of different sizes, but they cannot be taken away.

"It's coming, it's coming soon..."

In the tribe, there are many people like Lao Ke who have already packed their things at home. Because the space is limited, everyone has restrictions on what they can bring. If they want to bring more, they must report it and get permission. Otherwise, When the time comes, just throw it away. If anyone really can't bear the things at home, then he should stay here and be with those things.

On the top of the mountain, Shao Xuan watched Wu standing by the fire pond, thinking something.

During this time, Wu would come here every day.

Wu said, writing is a ritual, a farewell ritual. When the rainy season ends, the tribe will leave the place where they have lived for nearly a thousand years. Naturally, the fire must also be taken away.

The fire in the fire pit, whether it is raining, snowing, or strong winds. The flame remains the same, unaffected by anything.

After today's ceremony is over. Wu turned and left the fire pond and walked towards Shao Xuan.

"A Xuan, what do you think will happen after Yan Jiao returns to his hometown?" Wu asked.

Shao Xuan thought about it,

Said: "It won't be calm anymore."

"Yeah, it's not calm anymore." Wu Mu looked at the vast and misty river in the distance, although his tone was emotional. But the firmness in his eyes never changed.

Ao, who was beside him, didn't speak, with a happy expression on his face, and his clenched fists showed that he was still excited at the moment. He is the leader. In the future, even after his death, the descendants of the Yanjiao tribe will still remember him. This is an important turning point in the history of the tribe, and their names will be recorded on the animal skin scrolls passed down to future generations. This is the supreme glory.

After standing on the top of the mountain, Wu, Shao Xuan, and Ao returned to the stone house. In the room, the two big bosses and several other old men have already arrived.

"Okay, I'll confirm my return plan again today." Ao spread out a piece of animal skin. said.

Every two days, this group of people would gather here, and if they didn't come to discuss it for a day, they would feel exhausted. As an important member, Shao Xuan was often called up. Who made him the only one with sailing experience?

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When the rainy season finally ended, people who had been silent for a rainy season became excited.

Time to leave.

Although for many of them, it is more like the ancestral land. The grandfathers of their grandfathers, the grandfathers of their grandfathers. Wait, some people were born here. It is absolutely impossible to leave here without nostalgia. However, the witch said that the ancestral land of the Yanjiao tribe was not here, so they believed that they would go back with the hopes of their ancestors.

People on the mountain went down the mountain with boxes of various sizes, men and women, young and old, in groups, walking down the mountain from the road of glory. Perhaps, this was the last time they walked this road in their lives.

A child hugged his animal skin bag, followed his parents down the mountain, halfway through, looked back in the direction of his house, and for some reason, cried.

A large rough hand was placed on the child's head and turned his head forward, "Look at the road, don't look back."

"Um."

At the foot of the mountain, Ge, who was usually responsible for delivering food to the cave, waited for a few people, and then directed the children in the cave to leave.

Chacha grabbed a few boxes that Lao Ke had bundled up and lifted the boat that flew to the artificial lake, while Caesar carried Lao Ke and went to the lake with the others at the foot of the mountain.

Who will take which boat has already been arranged, and everyone has adapted to the boat for a while, so that they will not feel uncomfortable immediately after getting on the boat.

Shao Xuan was asked by Wu to go up the mountain to help. Wu has the most things there. Others' boxes can be reduced, but Wu's can't here. Even if Wu wants to reduce, other people don't want it.

The soldiers who helped carry the boxes were as careful as they were holding fragile objects, their faces were respectful, their bodies were stiff, and they had to be cautious in every step.

After moving, Shao Xuan went to Lao Ke's side to check the situation, and after making sure that everything was fine, he came to the mountain.

Before going up the mountain, Shao Xuan went to the cave again to take a look.

When he woke up in this hole, in the blink of an eye, so long had passed.

Coming to the stone room where the murals were painted, Shao Xuan looked at the paintings on the wall of the cave, his eyes stopped at the end of the paintings, and after thinking about it, Shao Xuan carved a few words with a stone knife in the blank space behind— We went back to where we were.

After writing, at the end of the sentence, the word "Xuan" was engraved.

Standing up, Shao Xuan blocked the vent with stones and thatch, and then walked out.

A gust of wind blew, and the wind carried the undissipated fishy smell.

Shao Xuan looked at the stone wall near the entrance of the cave. On it were the words he engraved on it when he hadn't awakened to the power of the totem, and the pictures he drew with carbonized branches.

In addition to Shao Xuan's paintings, there are also various traces left by the children who have lived here for nearly a thousand years, including fish bones left after gnawing, worn animal skins, and messy piles of thatch...

Walking out of the cave, Shao Xuan moved the big stone not far away, blocking the entrance of the cave, and covering everything in the cave.

When he went up the mountain, the things had already been moved, and he had nothing to do with him, but Wu did not let him leave.

Not only Shao Xuan, the leader Ao, the two big bosses. Mai and other leaders of the hunting teams, as well as the old men who were always involved in discussions, did not leave.

Wu took them to the top of the mountain. When it came down again, it was in Wu's hand. He was already holding a small flame, which was much smaller than when it was in the fire pond. It was like the little flame lit on a birthday candle, which was held by Wu Xin in the palm of his hand.

Next to the leader Ao Zuowu, Gui Ze, as the successor of the future witch, helped Wu hold the cane and stood slightly behind Ao on the other side. Others are around.

When going down the path of glory. There are two rows of warriors standing on both sides of the road, and none of these people is lower than the level of intermediate totem warriors.

When the witch passed by, the warriors standing there would kneel down and give the highest salute to the tribe. After the witch left, they would stand up and follow, all with red eyes.

Go down the road of glory and walk to the artificial lake where twenty-three boats are parked. Wu was not walking fast, but no one complained, those who had already boarded the boat. There was no impatience at all.

The largest one had already docked, and the wooden ladder was lowered from above.

On the boat, there was a miniature fire pit, only the size of a washbasin. After Wu brought the fire up, he placed it there.

After Wu's side was ready, Ao announced to set sail.

woo-

The bone horn sounded, and the people in charge of each ship immediately commanded the sailors to set sail.

They are trained. Although not as proficient as Shao Xuan in terms of control, it is okay.

Ships leave the artificial lake one after another. The waterway gates from the lake to the river have been opened, and the boats are moving out of the waterway one after another. come to the river

above.

"Okay, now everyone should be careful, don't fall behind!" Ao roared.

The fleet traveled farther and farther, and the mountain where the tribe was located gradually became smaller in the field of vision. Everything that Shao Xuan experienced at the beginning will be experienced by everyone this time.

Below the surface, piranhas, big and small, were active. If you stand by the side of the boat and look down, you can see many big fish that are longer than people, swimming by, and sometimes rubbing against the boat, causing the boat to sway.

Along the voyage, Shao Xuan, who had been checking the situation on various ships, found that the farther the ship was from the central ship, the more likely it was to be disturbed by fish.

Shao Xuan didn't understand it at first, and there were all kinds of guesses, but when Shao Xuan had a whim and looked at it with his special ability, he found that light emanated from the big ship in the center, touching the closest ship to the big ship. Several of the ships, and those few, were rarely hit by the fish.

Tinder? !

Grabbing Chacha's eagle feet, Shao Xuan came to the central ship from the ships in the outer circle of the fleet, and told Wu and the leader his findings and guesses, but did not mention his special abilities.

"The reason for Tinder?" Wu thought for a while, his eyes lit up, "Yes, Tinder can protect the tribe from other beasts and beasts. The fish in the river, too."

Saying that, the witch recited the witchcraft, just like the time of the sacrifice, so that the fire spread from a small flame to the entire fire pool, but the temporary fire pool on the ship was much smaller.

"Let everyone get close." Wu said to Ao.

Ao went out and told everyone what the witch meant. The other ships were moving towards this side, but they couldn't be too close. Too close could cause accidents.

After walking out of the cabin, Shao Xuan looked again, the light from the big boat in the center was much brighter, and also expanded outward, just to cover the approaching boat.

Although the ships that followed were occasionally rubbed by some overly curious big fish, the number of times was much less, much better than when Shao Xuan sailed alone.

Day by day, the fleet sailed fairly smoothly. In order to seize the time, except for the sails, there were people on every boat taking turns paddling. Although there is no chacha pulling the boat this time, the speed of the boat is acceptable. Once the direction is determined, it will go straight there, unless it encounters some dead bodies of large fish floating on the water, or encounters certain dangerous factors. Outside of Kai, they try to sail in a straight line. After all, if they can't reach the other side before the river level drops, they will lose all their achievements. In that case, the Yanjiao tribe will really withdraw from the stage of history.

At the same time, the strange feeling in Shao Xuan's heart came again.

This time, with fire, protection and more manpower, Shao Xuan also had a little more free time. He used this free time to carefully observe the surrounding river, not even the clouds, moon, and stars in the sky.

Shao Xuan suddenly had a guess in his heart.

Perhaps, this river is not as big as he imagined. (To be continued)