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Chapter 17 Footprints
"Hey, what kind of water is suitable for fishing?"

"What do you think? What's the difference between the place we fished two days ago and here?"

"Well... the river is wider and the water flow is slower. By the way, there are many bugs on the river bank! Oh, I understand, fish prefer to stay in places where the water flow is slow and the food is plentiful!"

"Look, don't you know?"

Xiao grinned. He was very curious about everything that happened around him. He asked dozens of similar questions every day. Zhang Tian usually would not answer directly, but guided him in different ways, slowly He himself learned to get answers by thinking.

Facts have proved that there are few waters suitable for fishing like that backwater bay. No wonder the brown bear is willing to protect its iron rice bowl even if it kills the fish and breaks the net.

The further you go downstream, the narrower the river beach becomes. In the end, the river beach disappears completely, and towering cliffs block the way. It is difficult to find a place to stand, not to mention fishing.

Xiao looked at the towering cliff in front of him and said disappointedly: "It seems that we have to go back."

The uncle and the second uncle were also about to go back home, and turned to look at Zhang Tian, ​​only to see him staring at the river beach not far away with a look of astonishment.

The three of them followed his line of sight, and saw a mess of footprints formed by many tramples on the narrow river beach!

Xiao Xiao's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "There are beasts!"

"What a big hoof!"

The eldest uncle and the second uncle exclaimed, and immediately walked closer and bent over to observe, and immediately showed the same astonishment as Zhang Tian.

"Why does this shape look a bit...strange!"

The two uncles were puzzled. They had rich hunting experience. As long as there were animals in the mountains, from red deer, goats, wild boars, wolverines, to weasels, foxes, minks, otters, and even various birds and rats, I know it well, but these footprints do not belong to one of the beasts.

Even the owl, who had never hunted before and knew little about the footprints of wild animals, was surprised. He found that the size of a single footprint was almost as large as his own, and the shape was similar to that of a human foot.

He stepped on the side of the ball of footprints, leaving a footprint. Compared with the two, it looks more similar. The strange thing is that there are wavy lines in the footprints of the other party, and there is another one on the heel. A flower-shaped imprint.

Could it be that someone carved flowers on the soles of their feet?
Thinking of this, Xiao Xiao couldn't help chuckling.

Zhang Tian couldn't help but laugh, the footprints were undoubtedly shoe prints, and judging from their size, they should have been left by a child or a woman.

How can there be shoe prints? !

Primitive people didn't have the habit of wearing shoes. The calluses on the soles of their feet were at least two or three centimeters thick, and they didn't feel it even when running on gravel. At most, they wrapped their feet with a layer of animal skin in cold weather to keep warm. Not foot care.

Even if there are tribes that wear shoes, with the technology of this era, they can only make straw sandals, and it is impossible to leave such complicated and delicate patterns.

Zhang Tian suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility.

Maybe he didn't travel back to 1 years before history at all, but traveled to a certain primitive tribe in modern times. He knows that in some areas of Africa, America and Oceania, there are still some primitive tribe settlements.

Maybe when you turn over this cliff, you will see a row of barbed wire, and there is a sign outside the barbed wire, which says XX Intangible Cultural Protection Zone.

But he immediately overturned this idea. There were still three bright words "faith value" hanging in front of his eyes. It was obvious that he was in the game now, and the background setting of the game was 3000 years ago. The new fairy At the beginning of the wood incident.

"Go and have a look!" Zhang Tian made a decisive decision, "Put everything here, only bring bows and arrows and stone spears."

"Just the four of us?"

"enough."

The uncle and uncle were a little hesitant, but after all they couldn't hold back Zhang Tian, ​​and remembering that they had just sworn in the morning that they would not be cowardly when things went wrong, they mustered up a little courage.

The four put down their fishing rods and bamboo cages, and followed their footprints into the forest.

The footprints are very new, the sand on the river bank is wet and soft, and a lot of them are stained on the soles of the opponent's shoes, leaving a series of clear footprints in the fallen leaves and bushes. The steps are not large, and they should not have gone far.

There are uneven water stains next to the footprints, which should have been splashed on the way back after fetching water from the river.

The other party is acting alone, most likely alone.

Zhang Tian was confident and seemed calm and unhurried. On the other hand, his uncle and second uncle held a bow and a spear, and looked alert, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The hunting rookie owl was a little at a loss, and followed the three of them step by step, quietly holding the fruit knife in the folds of the leather skirt, looking around nervously.

The footprint becomes shallower and shallower, and finally disappears completely.

But the four of them no longer need the guidance of footprints. The other party is obviously going up the mountain in a straight line, and the route is clear at a glance.

"what is this?"

The uncle who was leading the battle stopped in surprise. In front of him lay a rope loop with a little animal offal in it, and the other end was tied to a small crooked tree.

"Trap." Zhang Tian said, "Just step over it."

The uncle was taken aback. He only learned this word from Zhang Tian yesterday, but he didn't expect to see it elsewhere today. It seems that other tribes have also been guided by the sky.

But this trap was different from the trap they dug to hunt bears. He couldn't understand its mechanism, and didn't bother to think about it, so he followed Zhang Tian's instructions and stepped over it carefully.

The appearance of the sling trap made Zhang Tian more sure that the other party was a modern person and possessed a certain ability to survive in the wild.

The rope used to make the sling trap is made of kneaded grass fibers. In terms of craftsmanship, it is not as good as the hemp rope made by the tribe with a stone spinning wheel, which shows that the other party probably does not carry tools for wild survival.

The level of threat plummeted.

The traps are here, and the camp is probably nearby.

Zhang Tian slowed down and was planning to search the area, when he suddenly heard a sizzling sound, followed by the sound of boiling.

He exchanged glances with the two uncles, and immediately moved towards the source of the sound.

Pushing aside the branches and leaves that blocked their sight, a simple camp made of broken logs, leaves and dry grass appeared in front of the four of them.

There was no one in the camp, and a flame burst out from the firepit built with stones, and steam was rising from the tree tube beside the firepit. It seemed that the water was boiled by stone cooking, and there were a few earthworms, meat worms and Tree roots and grass stems, presumably this is the other party's lunch.

The diners were nowhere to be seen.

The hearts of the uncle and the second uncle suddenly fell back to their stomachs. Looking at the strength of the camp, the stronger the tribe, the more luxurious the caves where they settled. Such poor accommodation conditions indicate that the other party is doing very badly, and most likely they made a serious mistake and were expelled. Horde of savages.

The four of them were lurking in the bushes, and the uncle drew his bow and set up an arrow, aiming at the camp.

This kind of savage who survives alone is a potential risk to the tribe. As long as there is an opportunity, the other party will not hesitate to kill and rob food. Therefore, the usual practice of the tribe is to preemptive strikes.

Zhang Tian pressed his bow and arrow, shook his head at him, and then said in a low voice, "I want to live."

(End of this chapter)