This Is My Primitive Tribe

West Wilderness, by a small river.

"Hu... hu... hu..."

Huo sat on the ground violently, panting heavily. There were two wounds on his body, still bleeding.

On the ground, dozens of corpses lay scattered, blood stained the dry soil.

"Leader, take off the fur coat, and I'll treat the wound for you."

The frog tribe witch squatted beside Huo Meng, helped him untie the animal skin coat, and then sprinkled some gray powder on the wound.

"hiss……"

After the powder came into contact with the wound, there was a brief sharp pain, which made Huo Meng clench his fists and take a deep breath.

"Be patient, it will be fine in a while."

After the frog tribe witch finished pouring the medicinal powder, he wrapped the wound with a soft bark that had been peeled off to prevent the blood from continuing to flow.

The powder was very effective, the fiery body was strong, and the blood stopped quickly.

Huo Meng looked towards the small river, where a giant black frog fell to its limbs with stiff limbs.

Huo Meng's eyes darkened for a while, that was the giant frog who had been with him for a long time, but died today because of fighting with other tribes.

When the frog tribe migrated, there were more than 500 people, but now, they only have more than 200 people left, and half of them have died.

The giant frogs that followed them were also mostly dead, and because they had been migrating, these giant frogs remained in the waters on the road even if they lay eggs.

That is to say, if a giant frog dies, there will be one less, and there is no way to replenish it for the time being.

"Leader, do you want to continue to migrate?"

The voice of the frog tribe witch was very low. After all, he was old, and after migrating for a year, he was already very tired.

He even pessimistically believed that he might not wait for the day when the tribe settled down, and he would die on the road like the other frog tribes.

"move!"

Although Huo Meng's voice was tired, it was still firm, even stubborn.

The frog tribe witch lowered his head. He really didn't want to go any further. He felt that the environment here was already good, and finding a place to settle might be a better choice than migration.

But he couldn't refute Huo Meng, because the warriors of the frog tribe all listened to Huo Meng's words.

At this time, a cool breeze blew.

Huo Meng said: "Wu, hold on a little longer, we are about to reach the Southern Wilderness."

The further south they went, the lower the temperature, the more rivers and lakes, the thicker the forests, and the rain they encountered several times.

Huo Meng even caught a few tourists. Although these tourists have never been to the Southern Wilderness, they have heard some things about the Southern Wilderness.

All this shows that they are getting closer and closer to the Southern Wilderness.

Going to the Southern Wilderness, and then finding a place with rich water sources to settle down, so that the giant frogs of the tribe can reproduce again, and the frog tribe can grow. This is the belief of Huo Meng, which has supported him until today.

The frog tribe witch did not speak. In fact, such a dialogue has appeared countless times on the road, and Huo Meng has never wavered.

The frog tribe witch silently healed the wounds of the other warriors, and that's all he can do now.

After dealing with all the wounded, Huo Meng took the clansmen and threw the dead frog tribe warriors and giant frogs into the river, and then the witch recited the blessing spell, hoping that their souls could fly to the river. Around the frog god.

This is the most traditional water burial of the frog tribe.

That night, they found a safer place nearby, rested overnight, and supplemented their food by hunting and gathering.

The next day, they identified their direction by the rising sun and continued their journey to the south.

No one knows how long it will take, and how far it will go.

Only Huo Meng has been comforting them, and it will be here soon, and depicts to them the scene of the frog tribe developing and growing after settling in Nanhuang.

Sometimes, Huo Meng also thinks of the Veng tribe and Jiang Xuan.

Because Jiang Xuan said that if the frog tribe can move to the Southern Wilderness, they can go to him for help.

But Huo Meng did not pin his hopes on Jiang Xuan, because the Southern Wilderness was too big, and even if they migrated to the Southern Wilderness, they would not necessarily meet the Teng tribe.

In addition, Huo Meng firmly believes in a simple belief: relying on people is worse than relying on yourself.

Southern Wilderness, Vine Tribe.

"Chichichi..."

The old man Heishi put a hot stone into the water. With a burst of white smoke, the stone cracked with a "click" sound.

Many stones, after being burned for a long time and soaked in cold water, will naturally crack along the lines, and then they can be processed into various stone tools.

If you don't burn it and smash it directly, it will not only be difficult to break open, but it may be smashed into pieces and become waste rock.

"Ding ding ding...

The old man of Black Stone picked up the cooled stone, and then used a stone hammer to continue to strike along its lines to break it into more stone pieces.

"Goooooooooooo..."

In the fire pond, the food in Tao Ding has been cooked and exudes a tempting fragrance, but the old man Heishi still meticulously finished the stone.

After he knocked all the stones into pieces, he finally straightened up, passed the wooden stick through the ears of the three-legged Tao Ding, then held one end of the wooden stick in each hand and lifted the Tao Ding aside.

Tao Ding was heated up, and would it cool down for a while, the food in the Ding continued to tumble.

The old man Heishi washed his hands, then took out a pottery bowl and a pair of chopsticks, scooped a bowl of food, and put it to his mouth to cool it.

At this moment, he saw a 12- or 13-year-old boy walking by the door several times, his eyes fixed on the room.

The old man said: "If you want to see it, come in and have a look."

Hearing this, the young man had a look of joy on his face, and then he gathered up his courage and walked into the room, looking at the large and small stones on the ground, as well as those semi-finished or finished stone tools, his eyes lit up.

"call………"

The old man Heishi blew on the food in the bowl, then took a sip of the soup and asked, "Do you like stone tools?"

"I like it." The boy nodded sharply.

"Have you ever made stone tools?"

"I did, but not very well."

"Show me your stone tools."

The boy hesitated for a moment, then summoned up his courage, took out a short stone knife from the animal skin bag he was carrying, and handed it to the old man Heishi.

The old man Heishi put down the bowl and took the small stone knife. After starting, the expression on the old man's face was obviously a little surprised.

This small stone knife is unexpectedly good, it is very smooth, and the edge is relatively sharp, but the stone is relatively ordinary, and it is easy to break and collapse.

"You did it alone?"

The boy nodded, his face a little nervous, because the one in front of him was the most powerful stone tool master in the tribe.

"good."

The old man Heishi looked at it for a while, pointed to the middle of the small stone knife, and said, "However, this place is more polished and it is easy to break."

The boy lowered his head again, a little helpless.

The old man Heishi returned the small stone knife to him, and said calmly: "Don't be discouraged, you have done a good job compared to other children as big as you."

The young man breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Shanwen."

"Shanwen, do you want to learn to polish stone tools?"

"Yes……"

"Come and try it tomorrow, I'll teach you."

Shanwen raised his head in amazement, thinking he had heard it wrong.

"Why... not willing?"

"No... No, I have to work tomorrow..."

"It doesn't matter, when you're not working, come and learn from me, but I want to remind you that learning to polish stone tools is very tiring, and it requires patience and perseverance."

Shanwen hurriedly said, "I'm not afraid of being tired!"

The old man Heishi nodded and said, "Go back first, and come back tomorrow."

"it is good."

When Shanwen walked to the door, it felt like a dream. He could actually learn to polish stone tools with the most powerful stone tool master of the Veng tribe!

"Great!"

He walked and walked, couldn't help but jumped up happily, and the whole person was in a very excited state.

And the black stone old man in the room also showed a smile on his face.

This young man named Shanwen has been dangling around his door for some days, and he should really like to polish stone tools.

Moreover, to the surprise of the old man Heishi, this young man's talent for grinding stone tools is not bad.

When it comes to grinding stone tools, interest is very important, because grinding stone tools is very boring, and it is difficult to persevere without interest.

Talent is equally important. People without talent may be able to learn some skills, but it is difficult to polish a real high-quality stone tool.

Some things can only be understood and cannot be described in words, just like painting. People without talent, even if they learn the skills, will draw things that lack spirituality.

The old man Heishi was happy to have found a suitable apprentice. As for what Shanwen can learn, we will know later.

The next day, after Shanwen had a meal, he took advantage of the rest time to go to the old man's house and began to learn to polish stone tools.

He is a member of the breeding team, and he usually takes care of the livestock, cleaning the pens, feeding grass and other activities.

Only after a short period of rest after eating, and at night, did he have time to study with old man Heishi.

Even so, under the guidance of the old black stone, he quickly learned a lot of skills about grinding stone tools, as well as the knowledge of identifying various kinds of stones.

Even the old man Heishi had to admit that Shanwen did have a high talent for polishing stone tools.

Day by day, the temperature in the Southern Wilderness is getting higher and higher, and the cold winter has completely passed.

As the temperature rises, the animals in the forest are all active.

Just as active as the animals, there are those tribes in the Western Wilderness who are migrating.

In early February, a medium-sized tribe of more than 5,000 people migrated from the Western Wilderness and entered the Southern Wilderness.

This tribe is called the Bird Tribe.

Raptor ~www.readwn.com~ is a flightless bird of prey.

They are very sturdy, about two meters high, and their long legs can carry a person to run fast in the forest.

At the same time, they have a hard and sharp beak, which is extremely powerful and can easily peck a hole in the skull of ordinary prey.

It is by relying on this ferocious raptor that the raptor tribe can become a medium-sized tribe that dominates the mountains and forests.

However, with the great changes in the Western Wilderness, the place where the Bird Tribe lived before also experienced an earthquake, and was impacted by the tribes that migrated from the deeper part of the Western Wilderness.

In order to survive better, the Bird Tribe could only migrate to the Southern Wilderness, becoming the first medium-sized tribe to enter the Southern Wilderness.

However, a medium-sized tribe needs to occupy a wide area, and to occupy a good place.

Will the tribes in the Southern Wilderness be willing to be compressed by them?

the answer is negative. A new storm is coming.