Chapter 55: Draft Label
"Uncle Tyrant, when did you come behind me? It's so well hidden, I didn't even notice it. ”
Fengyun pretended to ask the outbreak inadvertently.
"I just arrived, but fortunately my eyesight spotted you in time, and I quickly ran over to stop you, otherwise it would have been a big delay. ”
"It turns out that Uncle Tyrant just happened to find me, and said that I leaned over by myself. ”
Fengyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He would ask this because he wanted to know if it was possible for Storm to find out that he had the Snake God's Eye.
When he used the Eye of the Snake God, he was facing the Burning Forest, and he couldn't see it from behind, and the storm came from behind, and he came very late, plus his expression was normal, which finally put his heart down.
"I'm a little exaggerated, but I did warn you beforehand, who made you turn a blind eye, can I blame you?"
The violent lie was exposed, and he was a little embarrassed, but he still defended himself.
"Warnings?
This time Fengyun was really confused, he really didn't get any warning.
"You really didn't find out?"
"Found what?"
"Forget it. It seems that if I don't show evidence, you won't admit it. ”
Storm looked a little angry, obviously he misunderstood, thinking that Fengyun was quibbling.
"Uncle Tyrant, don't get me wrong, I really didn't receive any warning. ”
Fengyun felt the need to defend his position, he didn't want to be wronged.
"Follow me. I'll show you the evidence. ”
Storm stopped talking, turned around and walked towards the bamboo forest.
Fengyun followed behind him, and he was also very curious in his heart, not knowing what kind of evidence Storm could come up with.
After walking less than twenty feet, he stopped.
"Uncle Tyrant, why don't you leave?"
"I've found the evidence, where am I going?"
"Found it, where is it?"
"Yun boy, are you pretending to be stupid, or are you deliberately angry with me? You can't even see such a big grass mark?"
The detective pointed to a bamboo about three feet in front of him, his face angry.
"I've seen it, but what does it have to do with your warning?"
Fengyun looked at the storm's fingers and found that he was not referring to bamboo, but a bunch of grass tied to the bamboo pole, which was the grass mark in his mouth.
The draft mark is very large, much larger than a human head, and it is very conspicuous.
He'd seen traces of the sketch before, and he hadn't seen more than one.
He guessed that it should be left by the storm or thunder, and as for what they were trying to say, it should be safe here, and they should move forward with confidence.
Listening to the violent tone now, Fengyun realized that his guess was most likely wrong, and the grass signs did not represent safety, on the contrary, they were actually warning signs, and there was danger ahead.
"Yun boy, you really don't know what the grass mark means?"
Storm seemed to sense that Fengyun was indeed not pretending to be crazy and stupid, and his expression eased, but there was still a trace of doubt in his tone.
"Uncle Tyrant, I really don't know what this grass mark means. I thought it was you or Brother Lei who were going to tell me that this place is safe, so I can move forward with confidence. ”
"Hmph! It seems that some of the little cubs in the tribe have itchy skin, and want me to stop the itching for them. It's really important not to tell the children about such an important thing. ”
His eyes widened, and anger burned in his eyes.
"Uncle Tyrant, don't be angry, maybe they were just negligent, or they just thought I was still young, and it wasn't time to tell me I knew, so they didn't say it for the time being. ”
"Well, now that I have time, I will ask Uncle Tyrant to tell me about it, so as not to have another misunderstanding. ”
"Misunderstanding, you're too small to know exactly what they mean, but you're going to die. ”
Storm sneered, but he still talked to Fengyun about the meaning of the grass mark.
"This draft mark means that there is danger ahead, it is forbidden to move forward, if you change it slightly, it is dangerous, run away. That's what it means to be safe. This means to wait in place. ”
"This is also a warning, but it means that this hunting ground is mine, or something is mine, and it is not allowed to be invaded. This one means that the prey is fierce and asks for help. This ......"
Storm untied the bunch of grass from the bamboo, tying different knots while explaining to Fengyun what they meant.
"I didn't expect a bunch of grass to mean so much. It seems that I underestimated the wisdom of primitive people. ”
Listening to Storm's explanation, Fengyun couldn't help but sigh with emotion, but he listened very carefully, and firmly remembered every grass knot that Storm beat and every sentence he said.
"That's all for today. I'll talk to you more about it when I have time. ”
After beating out almost ten kinds of grass knots, Storm stopped, as if he was worried that if he talked too much, Fengyun would not be able to remember.
"I must ask Uncle Tyrant for advice. ”
Fengyun looked serious.
He realized the value of these sketches, and if they could be mastered and skillfully used, they could indeed bring great convenience.
"Yun boy, don't underestimate these grass marks, when hunting, use them well, not only can you avoid a lot of dangers, but also make the harvest multiply. ”
Storm's expression was very serious, trying to make him understand the importance of the draft label.
"Uncle Tyrant, I understand. ”
"It's good to understand. Oh yes. Yun boy, do you really want to take a look in the burning forest?"
"I do want to check it out, but if it's too dangerous. ”
"You don't have to worry about that. With me to show you the way, you will definitely not be in danger. Well, in order to prevent Lei Boy from not seeing, let's get more warning sketches, my side, your side, lest he don't know how to break in. ”
"Okay. ”
The storm and storm spread out on both sides, and a large grass mark was marked at intervals of about five zhang parallel to the empty space.
In fact, Storm had already made a lot of sketches before, but just in case, Fengyun accepted Storm's proposal, and it didn't take long anyway.
The boundary between the bamboo forest and the burned forest was not very long, and in less than half an hour, the storm and wind completed their task, regrouped and carried away to the empty space separating the bamboo forest from the burned forest.
"Uncle Tyrant, do you know what these white dust are? It seems terrible, those insects or something, as soon as they are contaminated by it, they all fall to the ground. ”
Although Storm made promises to Fengyun to ensure his safety, he was still a little uneasy.
In addition, he is indeed curious about the true identity of White Dust.
"That dust is actually grass ash. ”
"Grass ash? What grass ash, so powerful?"
"Sleepy grass. It's a pity that you're late, if you come half a month early, you can see them. That empty space is their territory. ”
"What is Sleepweed? Can it really make people fall asleep?"
"Absolutely. Didn't you see what happened to those little bugs?"
"So why are they all gray now? Oh, I see. It was Uncle Tyrant who lit the fire and burned them all. ”
"They were indeed set on fire, but it wasn't me who lit them. Guess who lit the fire?"
"I can't guess. Uncle Tyrant should tell me directly. ”
had no clue, and in order not to waste time, Fengyun decisively gave up.
"Young people are just anxious. All right. I'll tell you, but you'll be amazed when I say it. ”
"Uncle Tyrant, don't worry about it, who is it? ”
"It's the one that lit the slumber. ”
Storm said as he reached out and pointed straight ahead.
Fengyun followed the storm's fingers and looked over.
When he saw clearly what he was referring to, his eyes couldn't help but widen: "Uncle Tyrant, you're not joking, are you?
"Is it necessary for me to lie? Besides, I've decided to tell you the truth, so how could I lie to you?"
"I still can't believe it. The leaves of the burning trees do look a little like flames, but they are only like them, so how can they be on fire?"
Fengyun was still not convinced.
"Yun boy, don't doubt it, what I said is indeed true. ”
"Uncle Tyrant, even if what you say is true. And how do you explain why the burning trees only lit the sleeping grass, but the bamboos showed no signs of being burned?"
Fengyun keenly caught a flaw in the violent statement.
"I thought what the problem was? That's a good explanation. ”
"Good explanation, Uncle Tyrant, can you tell me?"
"The reason is very simple. Sleepweed is poisonous, bamboo is not. ”
"Is it really that amazing to burn a tree?"
Fengyun still looked skeptical.
"If you don't believe it, you can find out if you try the poisonous weeds yourself. ”
Storm was already a little impatient, and he didn't want to dwell on this issue any longer.
"Uncle Tyrant, I believe you. ”
Storm's performance made Fengyun believe his words.
At the same time, he also warned himself in his heart not to be too rare and strange in the future.
The primitive tribe he was in now was very different from the primitive tribe he remembered, and it was not worth making too much of a fuss about the appearance of any strange plants.
"It's hard work to talk to you. ”
"Uncle Tyrant, the Sleeping Grass has been burned to ashes, and its toxicity is still there, how can we get there?"
"It's simple, you look at me. ”
Storm pulled out his knife and cut several bamboos in a row, removing the branches and leaves, and tying them together to form a long bamboo pole that was more than twenty zhang long.
Finally, a short bamboo branch is tied diagonally at the front end of the bamboo pole to form a hook-like shape.
Storm grabbed the end of the bamboo pole, probed it through the open space, hung a branch of a burning tree with a hook at the front end, and pulled it off with a vigorous pull.
Storm slowly retreated, trying to get the branches of the burning tree over, but failed, and a gust of wind blew and fell into the empty space.
Fengyun saw the branches and leaves of the burning tree burn with his own eyes.
The moment it came into contact with the Sleeping Grass Ash on the ground, it burst into flames, as if it had been soaked in fuel for a long time.
The flame it produces when it burns is also different, it is actually green, and it is also a miserable green, which is quite strange.