Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Although Shao Xuan was very curious about the slaves and slave owners who appeared here, Shao Xuan had to settle down with the long-distance team first.

The slave owner has a lot of housing here. At such an intersection, there are many teams coming and going. Every day, there are many people like the expedition team of the Pu tribe who come and settle here. He will charge a certain "fee" .

All the work is done by those slaves.

But Shao Xuan found that the slaves who were despised by the people of the Pu tribe were in poor physical health, but compared to those tourists, there was something more.

Yes, power, power!

Those slaves have more power than tourists! It doesn't have to be strength, it could be something else, speed, or reaction, or something else.

Some of the slaves' faces were painful, some were numb, and they turned a blind eye to the contemptuous eyes around them.

By becoming a slave, he has abandoned all beliefs in the past, and from now on, he believes in only one - his master.

The night is getting darker.

Fanning did not keep telling the slave owner that he still needed to arrange a team.

The temporary place to stay is not very good conditions, 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 go out, you will be chopped up by those tourists. I heard that some crazy tourists will eat people when they are hungry. Although I'm not afraid of them, it's always good to be on guard, so let's stick together.

As for Chacha, there is no need for Shao Xuan to worry at all. This guy can live in the hunting grounds. Here, those beasts are no threat to it at all. Even if it encounters danger, it will find Shao Xuan.

At this time, the surrounding area. In the houses of various shapes that Shao Xuan had seen before, fires were also lit one by one, and those who went out to work came back with the fruits of their day's labor. Some came back from the forest. Others return from the river where the expedition team stopped, and they also do coolies. It's just that the pay is very low.

A thin figure walked quickly through the night, waving the wooden stick in his hand quickly, driving away the slap-sized mosquitoes buzzing over.

Coming to a small wooden house, he removed a thick wooden board, ducked in, and then quickly moved the board back to block the mosquitoes outside.

"came back?!"

in the house,

An equally skinny woman. Sitting there with a small child in his arms, his face was exhausted. The child in the woman's arms is sleeping.

In the corner, there was a plank, which was a bed, and a thin figure was sleeping on it.

"Yeah." The man who just came back from the outside put aside the animal skin that had several holes broken, and took out today's harvest.

It was some fruit from the mountains, as well as a fish and a rabbit.

The beasts around, all that can be hunted have been hunted almost, just a little further away. Their ability is limited, and to go is to die. As for the fruit, there are many. Before it is ripe, it has already been picked. Fortunately, today, I found a few big fruits in a corner that is not easy to be noticed.

Seeing the fish and rabbits, the woman's eyes lit up, which is already a good idea.

The woman carefully placed the child in her arms on the wooden bed, and went to cook the fish and rabbit in the pot, because these two were slaughtered and cleaned outside, and they didn't need to be processed when they brought them back, just boil them directly.

I came back and bit the fruit one by one. After a while, the woman put one of the juicy ones. Put it to the mouth of the one-year-old child on the wooden bed.

With food, the child didn't sleep either. Hold the fruit and eat it quietly.

The woman handed two more fruits to the daughter on the wooden bed: "Eat some first."

"How is it today?" the woman asked.

The man sighed and shook his head.

There were ten people who came here with their family at the beginning, three of them joined other tribes, one stayed smoothly, and the other two were driven out and did not survive; four were killed when they were hunting in the mountains. The beast remained; two became slaves. The remaining one plus their family has been staying here for almost ten years.

"If it doesn't work, I'm going to find someone to leave with. Let's move to another place. We've talked to them today," the man said.

Just as he was talking, the wooden board blocking the door was slapped loudly.

"Yanshuo, open the door!"

As soon as he heard this sound, the man's tense muscles just relaxed, he put down the stone knife with a lot of gaps in his hand, he got up and moved the board away.

The person who came in from the outside was shorter than Yan Shuo, thinner than Yan Shuo, skinny, bloodshot in his eyes, and short of breath, as if he was making some kind of decision.

"What's wrong?" Yan Shuo asked.

The other party came in and raised his head suddenly, because his emotions were too excited, and the expression on his face was a little distorted.

"Yan Shuo, I... plan to... go over there!" The man looked in one direction.

Yan Shuo's eyes widened in surprise.

"I... I can't take it anymore! I met them today, and they have strength again." The man said, showing Yan Shuo his broken arm today. If this arm is based on the current situation Come to think of it, it can't be recovered in a short time.

Yan Shuo knew who "they" were referring to, the ones who became slaves among the people who came together earlier. The person in front of him, looking in the direction just now, is where the slaves in this area are.

Yan Shuo opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. Originally, I thought that everyone would leave together, find a better place, and try to live, but I didn't think that the other party had given up and couldn't survive. The feeling of powerlessness is really disappointing.

"Okay, I'll go." The man stopped again when he walked to the door, turned his back to Yan Shuo, and turned his head slightly: "Make a decision early, and don't think about those impossible things anymore."

When the person left, Yan Shuo sat there quietly, watching the fire in the fire, and said nothing.

When his eyes stared straight at the fire, the muscles on Yan Shuo's face twitched twice, and the meridians on his arms that were not thick were clearly visible. The strangest thing is that there are unclear lines on Yan Shuo's face. If Shao Xuan is here, he will definitely recognize it. This is the totem lines on the faces of the totem warriors of the Yanjiao tribe!

However, compared to the totem warriors of the Yanjiao tribe, the totem lines on Yanshuo's face were not clear. And it is not stable, sometimes slightly clear, sometimes completely hidden. And * on the upper body and arms. No textures appear.

Yan Shuo always felt that his power should be far more than that. However, because he is a tourist and has no fire, he cannot become a real totem warrior.

He knew that his ancestors belonged to the Yanjiao tribe. In the words passed down from generation to generation, everyone remembered the Yanjiao tribe and the tribe's totem.

"Father said. The Yanjiao tribe is still there." Yan Shuo said in a low voice.

"The people of the Yanjiao tribe are all powerful warriors. They can easily carry a bear. The two-horned totem pattern with flames can cover the whole body. The flames of the Yanjiao tribe can cover an entire mountain..."

Yan Shuo just muttered to himself in a low voice at first, his tone was calm, as if he was telling a story, but gradually. His tone was suppressed, and his eyes were red.

Because of obsession, Yan Shuo's ancestors. The names given to the juniors always have the word "flame" or "horn" in them, so that they can remember the name of their tribe. If they can find the tribe one day, their wish will be fulfilled. Therefore, descendants are not allowed to join any other tribe, not allowed to be slaves, and even if they die, they are not allowed to betray their own tribe.

But after so many years, the Yanjiao tribe is no longer remembered by people. No one around had heard of such a tribe, no matter how many times Yan Shuo said that his tribe was still there. The fire is still there, others just don't believe it.

but. Yan Shuo's strength is indeed stronger than others', and it will also reveal a faint totem pattern. This is an important reason for being able to persist until now.

But now, he felt at a loss.

The other ten people who came together at the beginning were all unable to survive, and now they are the only ones left.

leave?

If there are not enough people, if their family leaves, they will probably die before they go far.

Someone left two days ago, but the next day he was found dead by the river not far away. The blood on his body was sucked dry, and the mosquitoes sucked it. Half of the body had been bitten by the wild beasts that came out at night in the nearby mountains and forests. If it was another day, not even the bones would be left.

Even if Yan Shuo's strength is stronger than others, it is relative to tourists, and it may not be enough for those totem warriors.

strength!

With the power to live better in such a world!

This is also the reason why many unbearable tourists choose to become slaves. Being a slave loses their freedom and loses a lot, but they can gain strength from the slave owner!

Just, how to choose?

Should we continue to endure it, looking for it, or waiting for news from the Yanjiao Tribe, or, like the unbearable tourists, find a tribe to seek refuge in, or become a slave?

No, no!

Yan Shuo held his head in his hands.

Can't give up, can't! Dad said that the tribe is still there!

The woman sitting on the wooden board looked at her husband like this, hesitating to say anything, wanting to comfort, but she wondered if she should choose another path like other people?

However, just when the woman was about to speak, the woman found that on her husband, some lines extended down the face and neck, while on the arms, some flame-like patterns started from the shoulders, extended to the entire upper arm, and then passed elbow……

"That...that..." The woman was too shocked to speak.

Yan Shuo, who was holding his head in thought, raised his head when he heard the sound, with red bloodshot eyes still in his eyes. Seeing the appearance of his wife, he was a little puzzled, but when he followed the direction his wife pointed and looked at himself, he also looked at him. To the totem lines that have spread.

Since his birth, apart from the faint totem lines on his face when he was in his teens, there is nothing else, but now, these totem lines appear...

Those patterns are like firewood that has been prepared and never ignited, and now they are lit one by one. Although they are not clear, the rough patterns can still be seen.

Yan Shuo remembered what his daddy once said: "You have to believe that in our bloodline, the power is still there, it just sleeps forever, and when the time is right, it will start to wake up gradually... …”

At the same time, Shao Xuan, who was resting with his eyes closed in a small room, suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Yan Shuo. (To be continued)