Sister, stay away from me!

Chapter 267 The Culture of Faults

The shabby thatched hut was filled with unknown bacon, and an old man drank the steaming broth, feeling that this was really a fairy life.

She was dressed in crude animal skins and had tattoos of unknown meaning on her face, making her look like a barbarian.

Although the thatched hut looks crude, compared to others, it is considered a royal palace.

Not to mention those savages who don't even have houses or land. Those guys drink blood and are afraid of fire. They usually only know about looting. They are simply a group of wild beasts.

After finishing the broth, the old man put down the bowl, and then rang the bronze bell beside him. Immediately, someone came in, knelt down half-kneeled, and asked, "Patriarch, what's your order?"

"The weather is cold, and the excess animal skins will be distributed to everyone. There are a lot of prey caught before winter today, so everyone can eat more."

"What about the elders in the clan?"

"Those who have no teeth draw lots, one out of three will be chosen, and if they are drawn, they will go to the Shesheng to feed the big snake."

The clansman laughed immediately: "This year is really good."

In winter, there is almost no food, and there are very few wild fruits. In the past, those who had no teeth had to be sent to sacrifice their lives to reduce food consumption.

But this year only one out of three is needed, which is already a very good sign.

Just as he was about to carry out the patriarch's order, the patriarch remembered something again: "Is the kid who suddenly appeared before awake?"

"Not yet, still half asleep. What are your orders?"

"Although he's a little thinner, he's pretty good-looking. Wait until he wakes up and see what's the use. If it's useless, let's breed."

"it is good."

The clansman nodded, and immediately got ready to work.

Break the wooden sticks and dye them red, take some undyed red ones and mix them in, the ratio is almost three to one, and then put these things in the wooden box.

Let the toothless old man come to draw lots, this clansman handed over the matter to others, and he came to the side of the cage and began to observe the guy who was accidentally picked up.

There were no tattoos on the other party's body, except for the calluses on the palms of the hands, other parts of the body were smooth.

The clothes on his body didn't look like animal skins either, they were soft and comfortable to the touch, more comfortable than the best animal skins.

The strangest thing was the origin of the other party. At that time, the hunters in the clan were hunting and encountered a fierce beast by accident.

Just when everyone thought he was dead, this young man suddenly fell from the sky, and after landing, he saw countless rays of light overflowing from his body.

Seeing these rays of light, the ferocious beast immediately ran away, as if it saw some kind of natural enemy.

Thus, the young man was brought back like this.

The other party has been in a deep sleep since he was brought back, but his body has not become weak, which looks quite miraculous.

Glancing at each other, the tribe asked habitually, "Are you awake?"

"woke up."

"...Ghost!"

Startled by the sudden sound, the clansman scrambled and ran out, and ran back with the clan leader in a panic.

While the other party was calling for someone, Wang Huai also got up from the bed made of weeds.

Check the situation of your teammates first.

Little hamster, not here.

Lian Wushuang is not here.

It seems that entering the Yangshen's Gate this time, the three of them were separated by mysterious forces, so the current priority is to find them.

Knocking on the cage in front of him, Wang Hua found that the cage was made of wood, which was several times harder than ordinary wood, but it was not difficult to handle.

Just as he was about to call out the glazed light in his body, Wang Huai suddenly froze.

Looking at his palm in disbelief, Wang Huai found that the magic power that seemed to be a part of his body had disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace.

Because there is no mana, the ring in the hand cannot be driven by mana, and the inner materials cannot be taken out.

However, Wang Huai's magic and martial arts, even if his mana is gone, his body is still in the realm of a land god, so there is no problem in wanting to go out.

"I'm in trouble, is there a problem here, or is there something wrong with Yangshen World?"

Raising his head, Wang Huai checked the star map and found that this was where the former Four Elephant Sect was located.

Of course, it is not ruled out that too much time has passed, causing the starry sky to shift.

Just as Wang Huai was thinking about the situation here, an old man with animal bones covered in hair and messy hair like vines came over, pointed at Wang Huai with the animal bone stick in his hand and asked, "Stranger, who are you? "

Hearing the old man speak, Wang Huai felt a little lucky.

Fortunately, the other party still spoke the same language, and there was no change.

The words are the same, which means that part of the culture has been passed down. If you have the opportunity to obtain some ancient books, then you may be able to understand what happened here.

After all, when the world of Yangshen evolves at a high speed, the speed is too fast, and it is often a sea of ​​vicissitudes in an instant, and it is difficult to see clearly what happened in the middle.

Looking at the old man outside, Wang Huai said, "Wang Huai, have you heard of it?"

"No."

"Then the Four Elephant Sect?"

"nor."

"Demon?"

"That doesn't sound like a good thing."

"Yuan?"

"What is that, a currency?"

Finding that the other party didn't know what to ask, Wang Huai could only shrug his shoulders, then looked at the old man and asked, "You ask me instead."

"Where are you from? Look at your clothes, are you from the county?"

County town!

Important information at hand.

Shaking his head, Wang Huai said, "No, I'm a wanderer, and I came here for some special missions. I think you can release me, so that it will be more convenient for everyone to chat."

"No, I don't know if you are from other tribes. Winter has come, and many tribes have no enough food. Now is the time of hunger and thirst. No matter who you are, I will not let you go."

"Are you very clear?"

"After all, that's how we survived."

Wang Huai looked at the other party and found that there was no guilt on the old man's face.

The Yangshen world seems to have degenerated quite seriously. In Confucian terms, rituals have collapsed and music has collapsed. The culture of the entire world has experienced a considerable fault.

Morality and everything need to be compromised for survival, and only the most united, despicable and powerful tribe can survive in this era.

Although it is easy to go out, Wang Huai feels that there is no need to go out now.

If the mana is gone, then you won't be able to fly freely. It's freezing outside, and you don't know where you will die. It's better to stay here and relax.

Therefore, he looked at the old man and asked, "Are there any books?"

"Book? What's that?"

"Even the books disappeared? The degeneration of Yangshen's world is beyond imagination. Forget it, do you have a story?"

Hearing Wang Huai's request, the old man had a look of surprise on his face, and then he sat down and said with a smile: "It's the first time I heard such an interesting request. Okay, I have a lot of stories. But if you want to get something, you need to give What, what can you give me?"

Pointing to the animal skin on the old man, Wang Huai asked, "Is the skin of a wild animal okay?"

"Yes, three broken animal skins can be exchanged for a story, and a complete animal skin can be exchanged for a story."

"Hope your story is enough."

"I hope you can come back alive." The old man smiled meaningfully.

Standing up, the old man raised the bone staff in his hand and shouted loudly: "I need three warriors to go hunting with this young man. Which one of you wants to come?"

Three women with unusually burly physiques, whose muscles were growing into their brains, stood up and said, "We are willing."

"Okay, let's go."

Accompanied by three female warriors, Wang Huai started his first hunt here.

(End of this chapter)