The Survival of the Wild Tribe

Luo Zhen looked at the medicinal mud that the horn bamboo took home specially, but a tuft about the size of a little finger was carefully wrapped in several layers of animal skins.

The whole of the medicine mud was dark brown, and it was a bit sticky when twisted. When it was put under the nose and smelled, it had a pungent smell, like the stench of things after being left for a long time. After a long time, people would feel the urge to vomit.

Can this thing really heal?

"This is what Aya used left after he was injured last time." Kadotake didn't mind explaining the role of the precious medicinal mud in the tribe to the foreigner who met for the first time. "But after Aya used it up, the wound began to rot. It’s not like A Zhan’s wounds healed so quickly."

Horn bamboo paused when he said, "Of course, it is also possible that Aya's wound was bitten by a monster. The great witch said that the saliva of the monster was poisonous."

A powerful warrior who can’t run with his legs is no different from being useless. Although everyone thinks that it is a very glorious thing that Black Cliff can survive from the claws of the monster, but only the horned bamboo as a companion Understand the pain in the other's heart.

After seeing the process of Luo Zhen treating Lu Zhan's wounds, horn bamboo sometimes wondered, if he knew that the ubiquitous weed called thistle had the function of stopping bleeding, would Aya's legs return to normal? Even if it's still not good in the end, maybe you don't have to experience the pain of cutting off the rotten meat with a stone knife.

Luo Zhen didn't dare to put these black medicinal mud on Lu Zhan's wounds. The medicinal mud was exchanged from the Tiger and Lion tribe the year before, and has been carefully wrapped in thick animal skins by the black witch. Only if someone in the tribe is injured will it be taken out of the tent.

Although I don’t know the ingredients in these medicinal muds, after listening to the introduction of horn bamboo, Luo Zhen can probably guess that even if these medicinal muds really have healing effects at the beginning, they are not out of date. It's gone bad.

"You brought these medicine mud and showed me..."

Jiaozhu sat cross-legged across the fire pond. The orange fire light made his facial features more profound, but his voice was very low as if he was afraid of being heard. "I think you may have found out. Da Wu doesn't like A Zhan. As for why you don’t like it, you can ask Azhan."

"As for the medicinal mud. You have already seen it, and the effect is not as good as the big thistle you used, so even if the great witch does not use medicinal mud to heal A Zhan, A Zhan will be better." Horn bamboo looked at Luo Zhen earnestly. "A Zhan is a member of our Black Panther tribe, no matter what his health is, everyone in our tribe will not give up on him."

Horn bamboo seemed unaccustomed to talking too much at once, and after speaking, he pressed his lips to observe Luo Zhen's expression.

Luo Zhen was stunned. At first, he felt a little baffling about the actions of the horn bamboo. After thinking about it, he realized it. After going around in such a big circle, the horn bamboo would not think that he would mind that the witch was not willing to put the precious medicine mud in the tribe Give it to Lu Zhan, right?

"Don't worry, his wound is already healed, and I didn't take the medicine mud matter to my heart." Luo Zhen said a little bit dumbfounded. Who said that people in primitive society are simple and straightforward? Obviously, the lifestyle is still in the stage of drinking blood, but the mind is no less than modern people.

However, if you think about it in another way, Luo Zhen can also understand the meaning of horned bamboo. In the eyes of these people, Lu Zhan seems to be in poor health. It is difficult for such people to find a partner in primitive tribes that mainly rely on hunting for their livelihoods. It is already very difficult to feed oneself, unless the two fighters are paired, like Horn Bamboo and Black Cliff.

But warriors and warriors together are like gays in modern society. Although they will not be rejected by others, they are not in large numbers. Strong fighters have enough strength to feed their other half, and it is the strength of fighters to raise the other half well. Strong performance.

Luo Zhen just came to the tribe, but chose Lu Zhan, the weakest half-orc in the tribe, as his partner. As a friend of Lu Zhan, he was happy that Lu Zhan was finally accompanied, but also worried that Luo Zhen would dislike Lu Zhan too much. He was weak and eventually abandoned him, and if Luo Zhen knew that the great witch in the tribe didn’t care about Lu Zhan, he was afraid that he would be replaced by someone. Now he has long asked the leader to allow him to choose a powerful warrior to become his other half. .

What Luo Zhen didn't know was that Lu Zhan's father was the first to abandon his father, which made Lu Zhanming's father still alive but becoming an orphan in the tribe.

Seeing Luo Zhen really didn't seem to care too much, Kadotake secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Lu Zhan grew up when Hei Ya watched. In Heiya's heart, Lu Zhan has long been no different from his own brother. In order to take care of Lu Zhan, he even moved to the vicinity of Lu Zhan’s tent. Finally found a partner, no one is happier than Black Cliff.

Of course, the result is that I think too much, and with Lu Zhan’s injury, I’m afraid that Luo Zhen’s partner will not be able to stand and run away. In the past two days, I asked the horn bamboo to bring food and let the horn bamboo take more care. About the other party, these things naturally don't need to be told to Luo Zhen.

Kadotake stayed here until very late before leaving. The man who was not very good at talking told Luo Zhen a lot of things in the tribe. Luo Zhen carefully wrote down one by one. He didn't dare to look down on it just because he had modern knowledge. These primitive people have accumulated and summed up the experience from life.

The fire in the fire pond didn't shine very far. These few days have been crescent moons, and the stars in the sky are not bright. Apart from the fire at the door of the tent, there is nothing else to illuminate.

The crisp beating sound seemed too abrupt in such a night. Luo Zhen spared Rao's red and swollen arms. The fire was no longer able to stop the hungry mosquitoes from eating, and the movements of the mosquitoes were very flexible, Luo Zhen I was so tired and sweating that I couldn't beat these little winged things to death under his palms.

"Why wouldn't you be bitten by them?" Luo Zhen leaned on the slate bed and looked enviously at the man with his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping.

Not only do those mosquitoes do not bite Lu Zhan, but even the area of ​​the slate bed will not be close. This is the rule that Luo Zhen is about to be driven crazy by those mosquitoes, and he doesn't know the mosquito repellent weeds that Lu Zhan retrieved before What is it? Next time you have to pick a little more and store it for later use.

Rubbing a few large thistles with his hands directly, applying the grass juice to the bitten area, Luo Zhen tried to put his body together, and be careful not to touch Lu Zhan's wound.

After a busy day, there was no way to take a good rest at night. At this moment, even though his body was itchy, Luo Zhen still felt his eyelids heavier and heavier, slowly his head drooped, and his breathing began to become longer.

The pain that the flesh was torn apart and started to grow again. Even if it is a person who can bear it, his face will not be the same as an ordinary person, but even if Lu Zhan knows that his body is clamoring for pain, as long as he does not show it, no one will You can't tell from the outside how badly he was injured.

Lu Zhan’s dark eyes flashed deep in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal. He first felt the unfamiliar aura around him, and his right hand reflexively turned into sharp claws. Fortunately, he was injured. His movements were much slower than usual, and he stopped before the sharp claws pierced Luo Zhen's throat.

The memories before the injury began to converge, yes, this person is the "partner" he brought back.

Lu Zhan slowly relaxed. Just now, his movements were a bit big and he pulled the wound on his body, but his body was covered with a thick layer of leaves and animal skins, and he couldn't see if there was any bleeding.

The animalized hand slowly returned to its original shape. Lu Zhan looked at the person next to him. Luo Zhen was not awakened by his actions. Most of his body was curled up on the side of the slate bed, which was obviously very uncomfortable. But the other party is sleeping soundly.

Lu Zhan's gaze swept across the blue and black under the opponent's eyes and the dried thistle pieces on his fingers. His sense of smell was very good, and he could naturally tell the taste of Luo Zhen's hand from the taste of his body. It's exactly the same.

Could it be that he took care of me?

Since he was sensible, every time he was injured, Lu Zhan would find a place to heal himself slowly. Generally, he would wrap himself in a thick layer of mud, and then he would hunt for food until the wound began to heal. Careful care has never happened.

It's a bit novel, and a bit resisting.

Lu Zhan licked his slightly chapped lips. There was still a meaty smell in his mouth. Although it was very weak, he was obviously fed by someone when he was in a coma.

Lu Zhan’s gaze looking at Luo Zhen was a bit complicated, but he quickly threw off the throbbing in his heart. He closed his eyes again and began to recall the battle with the human face bird before the coma, even though he ate one. It was a big loss, but the human-faced bird didn't get much benefit. If you encounter it next time, you might be able to fold off the other's wings.

What is the difference between a bird without wings and a cub? Don't know what the meat of the human face bird is like?

Lu Zhan's eyes hidden by his eyelids were full of war spirit, as if he couldn't wait to find a human face bird for another fight in the next moment. Ignoring the protest sent by his empty stomach, Lu Zhan soon fell asleep again.

Luo Zhen woke up as soon as the sky lighted up.

This feeling was even more uncomfortable than taking care of Lu Zhan all night long, and the muscles all over his body were sore from maintaining the same posture for a long time.

He first looked at the man on the bed, Lu Zhan was still asleep, and he didn't seem to be awake yet.

There was a noise outside the tent, Luo Zhen got off the stone bed, his sore feet almost made him fall when he just stepped on the ground, and someone behind him gave him a strong support. The cold touch made Luo Zhen feel excited.

"Are you awake?" Luo Zhen turned his head in surprise, just rushing into a pair of dark eyes.

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