Chapter 291: Shanu
These dough cakes are different from the ones Shao Xuan and the others usually eat, they are firmer, and they are so strong that they can be used as discus to shoot people to death.
Shao Xuan broke off a piece of dough and felt the strength. Without the strength of a totem warrior, it would be very difficult to break off a piece of a thick dough.
Breaking off a small piece and putting it in his mouth and chewing it, Shao Xuan felt that this kind of dough should be written on the outside, "Don't use it if you have bad teeth".
"Hard! but hungry. Shao Xuan commented.
"This is a must-have for those of us who have traveled far away. Unlike exchanging to others, these are made for their own use, and they are generally not traded. There is little food in the dead land, and with these, at least for a while, you can cope with it for a while. ”
As he spoke, Yang Sui handed Shao Xuan a black stone wrapped in tree bark, "You can also use this." ”
"What is this?" Shao Xuan felt the moist coolness on the black stone, and guessed, "Rain stone?"
"This is indeed a rain stone, but it is not an ordinary rain stone. It takes a thousand rain stones to touch a small one of these rain stones, and we call it the 'Spirit Rain Stone', which is given by the gods to help the tribe survive the driest season. ”
Shao Xuan touched the surface of this small black stone, and for a moment, the part that touched the leaves was already covered with a layer of wet mist. However, the parts that did not touch the leaves evaporated even if a layer of mist formed.
I have to say that this is indeed a water-producing artifact for walking in arid areas.
"Thank you. Shao Xuan didn't refuse Yang Sui's kindness, and rewrapped the small spiritual rain stone with leaves and put it into a clean animal skin bag.
"Don't thank me, if it weren't for you, I would have been burned to death. Yang Sui paused and said, "If you meet a slave owner in the land of death, don't fight them lightly." Try to avoid it. ”
"How much do you know about slave owners?" asked Shao Xuan. The people of the Rain tribe who live here should know more about slaves and slave owners.
"Slave master?" Yang Sui had a hint of jealousy in his eyes: "Slave owners are a group of people who have no fire. ”
In the eyes of the tribesmen, the absence of fire means that a tribe cannot be formed. If you can't form a tribe, you are naturally a tourist with weak combat effectiveness. However, slave owners were different. They don't have tinder, but they have great power, and they can even make more powerful slaves.
"Where does their power come from?" Shao Xuan was puzzled.
"I don't know. Yang Sui shook his head, "Perhaps, this is also the reason why people in the middle of you have passed over again and again. The records of the ancestors of the Rain tribe mentioned that the slave owners had the ability to make those in the middle of the country fearful. A thousand years ago. They appeared, and there was a storm, and many tribes perished because of it. After that, they all went to death, and for this reason, many people were puzzled, and some people went to death in search of answers. But, always. Many people go in, but few people come out. Some became slaves, some died. That's why you people in the middle of you often run in...... If you see something shocking, come back and tell me about it. Yang Sui smiled.
"Okay. ”
After talking to Shao Xuan, Yang Sui left with Mi Xuan.
Someone from the Rain tribe is looking for Yang Sui, and this witch still has many things to deal with. Just Yang Sui told them to wait first, and they all gathered not far away and waited obediently. Looking at the respectful appearance of those people waiting in the rain tribe in front of Yang Sui, at least in recent years, Yang Sui's position has been stable.
Shao Xuan carried the discus-like dough cake and carried the spiritual rain stone. Looking at the camel with the face of a mythical beast next to it, Mi Huang said that it was called "Mud".
In the rain tribe, "mud" is not a bad word, just like "mud", it is an auspicious word. What is mud? Earth and water. For the water-starved Rain tribe, it would be nice if the land was like mud instead of cracked lumps.
"Let's go, mud. Shao Xuan took the rope and led the Bactrian camel to the wooden house where they rested and tied it to the door.
Lei Hetuo thought that Shao Xuan had brought over the spare grain in the future, and his eyes were shining when he looked at the camel.
"Hey, with that kind of thing, the journey will slow down, so it's better to eat it now. A person from the Tianshan tribe said.
He was responded to by a long "poof" from the shaking lips of the camel.
Reed Ye and the others are no strangers to camels, and they didn't express any other opinions on Shao Xuan taking this camel, only letting Shao Xuan pay attention to himself and not fall behind.
The next day, the expedition left the Rain Tribe and headed for the desert.
As Shao Xuan expected, the farther he went, the stricter the desertification became, and at first there were some trees and grass, but slowly, only sand remained.
The sun was scorching, and the sand on the ground was hot.
The group hurried away, and Renoha said that by tonight, they would rush to a resting place, where it would be safer.
Until now, no one has been left behind, and those who can follow are selected, and those who do not meet the requirements will not be held back. Even if some of these people can't keep up, the elders will let them go back on their own, and the team will not delay the process because of a few people.
Shao Xuan looked at the camel called "Mud" that had been following him closely, on it, carrying several animal skin bags containing food and stone tools, as well as a few animal skins, but it still followed closely and did not lag behind.
Shao Xuan and the three of them were much more relaxed, although they could afford to carry them on their own backs, which was nothing, but if they could reduce some weight, they could also better maintain their bodies. The first time they came to such an arid place, Lei and Tuo were somewhat uncomfortable, and it was easier to lighten their burdens.
The other first-time visitors were also uncomfortable, but they did not have camels to help with the camel transport, and at first they were sneering, but now they glanced over there with envy and envy as they ran.
In order to resist the strong sun, the camel's eyebrow bones are high, and in order to protect against the wind and sand, the camel's eyelashes are also long.
In the sky, five eagles followed, and sometimes they saw movement in the desert and rushed over to fight for food.
Towards dark, the team finally arrived at the resting place that Rezuha had spoken.
It looked like a small abandoned village, with sandstone walls, dry wooden stakes, and half-buried shards of pottery and stone tools.
Shao Xuan and they weren't the only ones who got there, before them, there was a team that looked like slaves, but it was very different from the one they met when they came.
These people are not tied down.
"It's Shanu. Someone next to him said.
Shanu is the name of the tribesmen for slaves born in the desert, these people, their ancestors were already slaves, and they did not know how many generations of slaves they were.
Unlike the new slaves, they were not bound and did not run away.
Shao Xuan looked at it, these people were not much different from the tribesmen in terms of appearance, but their bodies were thin and their skin was dark, which was one of the physical characteristics shared by most desert residents.
Perhaps because of the strong sunlight, excessive sun exposure, coupled with the harsh desert climate here, frequent sandstorms, and the cold often sitting by the fire to keep warm, their skin loses its elasticity and wrinkles, becoming stiff, rough and cracked.
Their teeth are yellow, their feet are bare, they don't wear any protective footwear, and their soles are larger than average.
When they looked at Shao Xuan and the others, their eyes were full of curiosity and defensiveness, and when they saw the things that the people in the team were carrying, the looks in the eyes of these people were full of greed and killing intent. (To be continued......)