Primitive Tribe Adventure

The second time, the storm succeeded and a branch of a burning tree was brought over.

Bao took off two leaves, handed them to Fengyun, and said, "Here you are. Do as I am."

Feng Yun took the leaves, and Bao took two more pieces from the branches, rolled them into two small rolls, and stuffed them into his nostrils.

"Boy Yun, why are you still still? You don't want to go to the fire forest?"

Bao Bao couldn't help but feel a little strange seeing Fengyun still holding the leaves.

"Uncle Storm, I am worried that my nose will be burned."

"Don't worry, you won't. As long as the leaves of the burnt tree are in contact with the human body, it won't catch fire. If you don't believe it, I will show it to you."

Bao Bao picked up the branch of the burning tree, walked to the edge of the blank area, and directly touched the ashes of the sleeping grass.

"Uncle Storm, forget it. I look..."

Feng Yun hasn't finished speaking, the leaves of the burning tree have touched the drowsy grass ash, and no change has occurred, let alone a fire.

"Am I right?"

Pan turned around and smiled at Fengyun.

Feng Yun rolled up the leaves, stuffed them into his nostrils, and walked over to Feng Yun, and asked, "Uncle Bao, do you know why this is? Why is it that the tree will not be ignited when it comes in contact with people?"

He rolled his eyes: "You ask me, who shall I ask?"

Feng Yun followed Bao, stepped into the blank area, and subconsciously lightened his footsteps, trying not to let the sleepy grass rise.

At the same time, he also held his breath.

Although Rao had assured him that as long as the leaves of a burning tree were stuffed in his nose, the toxicity of the sleeping grass could not help them, and he was still a little worried.

Besides, after getting the help of Tun and improving his physical fitness, the time he held his breath was greatly extended. There was no difficulty in walking a distance of twenty feet with his breath closed, even if he walked slowly.

He passed through the blank area safely without any discomfort in his body. He wiped off the sleepy grass dust on the soles of his feet as quickly as possible.

"No need to wipe, it's okay."

Fengyun refused to listen, and continued to wipe until it was very clean, and then stopped.

He shook his head violently and said nothing.

"Uncle Bao, the sleeping grass is so powerful, why don't we get some back for hunting? Wouldn't it be possible to catch a lot of prey without much effort?"

"It's a pity that I didn't think of it, it's useless."

"How could it be useless? I saw it with my own eyes. Those bugs that were stained with sleepy grass ash were all stunned."

"It's very close to the place where the sleeping grass grows, and a little farther away, its efficacy will all disappear in a very short time, and it's useless at all."

"Why is this?"

"I do not know."

"What about the leaves of the burning tree?"

An ominous premonition appeared in Feng Yun's heart.

"You guessed it. Once you leave the burning forest a certain distance, they will become like ordinary leaves. Don't ask why, I don't know."

"It turned out to be just not useful. It made me happy for nothing."

Feng Yun looked very disappointed.

"Hunting still depends on strength, other things are unreliable. If you want to get more prey and live comfortably, you must work hard to improve your strength."

"Uncle Bao, I know. Hey, Uncle Bao, I think you seem to be very interested in burning the forest. Is there anything good in the forest?"

"I really made you guess, there are indeed good things in the burning forest, but whether you can find it depends on luck and chance."

"Luck, I can understand. What does it have to do with chance?"

"Such a good thing is spiritual. People with no chance can't see it. Even if they are less than a step away from it, they can't find it."

"So amazing? Uncle Mo, are you telling a story?"

"At a young age, I don't believe this or anything. I'm telling the truth. This time I brought you to Huoshaolin just to see if you have this opportunity."

"If you really can get such a good thing. Your strength will make a huge leap in a very short time."

"How big is huge?"

"You are now a junior totem warrior. If you get such a good thing, you can immediately become an intermediate totem warrior, and it may even become an advanced totem warrior in one fell swoop."

"Uncle Bao, what you said is true?"

Feng Yun stopped, turned his head to look at the storm, his eyes beaming.

"I know you will be excited, but I also want to tell you, don't hold any hope, just treat it as a story, listen to it well, the chances of getting it are too slim."

"Uncle Bao, it's not right. You are so specific about its effects, and you shouldn't make it casually. So, someone has indeed got such a good thing before?"

"You guessed it. There is indeed an ancestor who got such a good thing. He helped the tribe out of the ancestral land and occupied a large fertile territory in Lei Ze. The tribe was able to expand many times in a short time. It's a pity... …Ugh."

There was a long sigh.

"Uncle Bao, can you talk about the deeds of this ancestor?"

"I don't want to say, it's all sad things. Also, you are too young now to tell you. When you grow up, I won't tell you, Wu will tell you."

Feng Yun couldn't tell what to ask, so he decided not to ask any more, but he had to figure out one thing: "Uncle Bao, you said such a good thing so well, then what kind of thing is it?"

"Don't tell, don't tell."

Shook his head repeatedly.

"why?"

"The ancestor who got such a good thing once left a warning. If you want to get it, you can't say its name, otherwise it will know that someone wants to catch it, and it will be hidden and will never be found again. "

"real or fake?"

Although Feng Yun had immunity to this unique primitive society, he couldn't help his eyes widening when he heard Rao say this.

"Don't make a fuss. There are many magical things. When you have the opportunity to go out, you will find that there are many more magical things than this."

Bao seems to disagree with how rare Fengyun is.

"Uncle Bao, you can always tell me the look of such a good thing? If I don't recognize it if I see it, wouldn't I miss the great opportunity for nothing?"

"I can't say this, but you can rest assured, as long as you see it, you will definitely recognize it. It's definitely not a miss."

"I hope so."

Feng Yun no longer had any illusions.

It's fine if you don't know the name, you don't even know what the thing looks like, he really can't figure out how to catch it.

Without ambition, Feng Yun's heart would calm down. With violence around him, he didn't have to worry about any danger. He simply regarded this trip to burn the forest as a trip.

Looking around from time to time, admiring the rare and peculiar scenery.

Strolling around, Feng Yun has been walking in the burning forest for almost two hours without knowing it.

He felt a little bored.

No matter how beautiful and unique the scenery is, it's meaningless to watch for a long time.

He began to divert his attention, avert his eyes from the leaves of the flaming fire-burning tree, and search under the tree. He was about to find something to eat.

Suddenly his eyes froze under a burning tree, and then his face showed a look of uncertainty.

He actually saw a little baby under the tree, and it appeared out of nowhere.

He once swept his eyes from under that tree, and it was absolutely impossible to misread it with his eyesight. There was nothing there, but when his eyes swept there again, the little baby appeared.

The baby is indeed very small, only a little bigger than a palm, but it is not all naked, with a circle of leaves around his waist.

The shape of the leaves is also very strange, not only there is no sign of wilting, the color is also extremely bright, and even faintly glowing green.

"Is this the good thing in violent mouth?"

Feng Yun became excited in his heart, but seeing the violence still moving forward, his expression tightened. With his movement trajectory, he was likely to step on the little baby who appeared out of thin air.

"Uncle Storm, wait a minute."

Feng Yun hurriedly lowered his voice to call violence, and grabbed his arm.

"cloud……"

Feng Yun heard that Bao's speech was still so loud, so he subconsciously reached for his hand to block his mouth.

"Boy Yun, you..."

Pan's reaction speed was very fast, and he dodges at once.

"Shh!"

Feng Yun had no choice but to signal him to be quiet, while reaching under the tree and pointing his finger.

Fortunately, Violent reacted fairly quickly, and immediately pressed the following words into his throat.

This time it was the turn of the storm. He grabbed Feng Yun's arm with his hands and walked back slowly, with very light steps.

After retreating twenty feet away, he stopped and let go of Feng Yun's arm.

"Kid Yun, did you really see it?"

He lowered his voice, his eyes glowed, his face flushed, and his breathing was short of breath. He was very excited.

"I saw."

"Has it been surprised?"

"No, I'm still asleep."

In the process of retreating, Feng Yun's eyes never left the little baby. He was still lying under the tree, sleeping deeply.

"That's good. I almost made a big mistake."

He sighed in relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"What should I do? Shoot with an arrow or with a spear? Uncle Bao, don't worry, my accuracy is very good. I will never..."

He already knew that the weird existence that emerged out of thin air was not a real baby, and the pity in his heart disappeared.

"Naughty. Absolutely not."

Without waiting for Fengyun to speak, the storm stopped immediately.

"Then what should I do? Shouldn't I use my hands to grab it? If so, why should we go back and grab it directly."

"Have you brought the rope?"

"I didn't bring the rope, but I brought a fishing line, which is thin."

He brought a fishing line to be prepared. Maybe he would use it anytime. It doesn't matter if he doesn't use it, and it doesn't take up space.

"Thin fishing line is better."

Riot obviously relaxed.

"Take out the fishing line."

Feng Yun took out the fishing line from the animal skin bag he carried with him.

"Extend your hand."

Feng Yun stretched out his hand, but immediately retracted, screaming in a low voice, "Uncle Bao, what are you going to do?"

Rao took out a knife and was about to cut his palm.

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