through primitive society

Chapter 609 What a trick (1)
The opposite bank is the real bank of the Mo River, not some isolated island standing out of the river. Wu Xiyue was anxious but not panic, and cried to her: "You and Fahe hold the back, the grass and vines must be caught, and you must not Loosen." The latter said to the men on the boat holding the straw vines, these are the straw vines that restrain the bamboo rafts behind, if they are loosened, if the water becomes more turbulent, the bamboo rafts behind will probably be washed away.

The danger of the flood is not like the volcanic eruption that indirectly affected the water of the Mohe River a few days ago. When a big flood wave rolls over, the bamboo rafts tied with grass and vines are bound to be washed away, and the tribesmen fall to the ground where there is still food. Nine out of ten people will not survive in the river water of the pomfret.

Ti held the bamboo pole tightly with both hands. He already felt that the bamboo paddling in the water was much more difficult than before. Taking advantage of the calm weather, he said lightly: "Don't worry about it later, I will hold it steady." I can only keep calm at all times, and it also makes them feel at ease when they fall into the ears of the clansmen.

"Okay, after the back is stable, Kuang and I will paddle in front, and we can reach the shore after a while." Wu Xiyue raised her eyebrows, and the calmness between her exquisite eyebrows was unmatched by any woman. A movement reveals the bearing of natural control of the overall situation.

With the wizard moon and the leader crying, the clansmen on the bamboo raft really didn't feel too scared. They squatted and didn't speak any more, and they put their hands on the bamboo unconsciously, as if they were going to swim in the bamboo raft. The moving bamboo raft is stable.They didn't move around, didn't talk, and the rushing of the water flowed past their ears, reminding them that they would be able to paddle to the shore in a short time.

Where Wu Xiyue and the others could not see, the torrential rain fell like splashing water; in the mountains where all the woods were burned, streams of water, large or small, rushed down the mountains, scorching the mountains All the soil rolled into the water, and the black ash from the burning of the trees made the clear water even more turbid.

The mountain range that had just been robbed by the fire was baptized by the flood again, and the mountain that was originally pale was washed out into deep trenches, and the bottom part revealed the color that belonged to the soil.

Without the obstacles of the trees, the black water flowed into the Mo River unscrupulously. It didn't take long for the water in the upper reaches of the Mo River to be dyed black.

These are not very good things.

There are also some good things happening. The fire has been burning along the forests around the Mo River to various mountains, but none of the forests in the Mo River was spared.Wu Xiyue and the others didn't know how wide the fire spread, and it was so wide that it would surprise people.

It can be said that if the rain did not come in time, all the jungle along the Mo River would have been wiped out.Since then, Hexi and Hedong have formed two extremes.The east of the river is green, and the west of the river is green.The ecological environment has also been destructively changed, and it is estimated that it will cause weather changes on both sides of the Mo River.

Although Wu Xiyue guessed that this volcanic eruption would affect the weather, she never expected that the impact would be so great that the entire banks of the Mo River would almost turn into deserts. The Mo River dried up and silt was exposed. I don't know how deep the river bed was.

Therefore, life in ancient times was very hard. It was not without pollution, but there was fresh air everywhere, and there was a green world everywhere.

What happened in ancient times is that modern humans have no way to peep clearly, but Wu Xiyue grew up and changed step by step in such a changing era, and finally built a mother-family society that has a profound impact on future generations.

The rain from the upstream came in time and stopped the fire that was still spreading. The escaping tribesmen watched the fire that was about to burn on them little by little under the splash of rain, with terrified expressions on their faces. There was a "sizzling" sound under the wine, and finally, it turned into wisps of soot and disappeared into the rain curtain.

The fire that had damaged their territory and engulfed countless of their clansmen was finally extinguished; these clansmen who escaped from the sea of ​​fire screamed in the rain, no matter men, women, old or young, all of them hugged each other tightly and found that Cries of joy.

The fire in the upper reaches of the Mo River was extinguished, but it was still burning in the lower reaches, and the speed of the flames was far from what these primitive people could put out with their meager strength.

"Go! Go, it's burning, it's burning! Get out of the cave, the fire is coming." The young man waved a branch vigorously, trying to put out the burning fire, so that the tribe members could escape.They didn't see that the fire burned the ancient tree to the point of crumbling, and finally, it fell down with a "click" in the fire, and hit several young men who were putting out the fire.

Before the clansmen in the cave had time to escape, they heard the screams of the men, and then there was no more sound.

Thick smoke from the fire kept pouring into the cave, and many people began to cough, and finally the cough stopped, and there was a sharp rubbing sound on the stone wall, which was the sharp sound made by the dying tribe's fingernails scraping the stone wall.In the end, there was nothing but the crackling of the fire burning the trees.

This is the epitome of a tribe being engulfed by fire, and it is the tragedy of the tribes in the jungle around the Mo River.

Those clansmen who were able to escape when they saw the fire were led by the leader and fled without even taking care of everything. In ancient times, the land was sparsely populated, and the virgin forest usually stretched for tens of miles or hundreds of miles No human beings survive; and the jungles with human activities are usually tens of miles of jungles inhabited by several tribes. Therefore, the people of these tribes are basically burned to death, and very few people can escape.

There is a lot of dust floating in the dark sky. People of the Mohe River can only look up during the day to see the hazy sky on the west bank of the Mohe River. Occasionally, dust can even fall on their faces.

The tribesmen escaping downstream hoped that there would be a heavy rain. They would kneel on the high mountain and beg the gods to send a rain quickly so that the fire could stop quickly.The dull thunder at the edge of the sky gave them hope, and the flash of lightning made them even more ecstatic.

The heavy rain that Wu Xiyue didn't want to come was what they were looking forward to.

"Thunder and rain, only rain can put out this fire." The elderly man looked at the color of the fire that had not yet burned, and muttered to the sky in the dark night.

(End of this chapter)