Although Shao Xuan was very curious about the slaves and slave owners who appeared here, Shao Xuan had to settle down with the expedition first.

The slave owner had a lot of housing here, and at such an intersection, there were a lot of people coming and going, and every day there were many people like the long-distance team of the Pu tribe who came to settle here, and he would charge a certain "fee".

All the work is done by the slaves.

But Shao Xuan found that although the slaves who were despised by the people of the Pu tribe were also in poor health, they were more than those tourists.

That's right, power, it's power!

The slaves had more strength than the tourists! not necessarily strength, but it could be something else, speed, or reflexes, or whatever.

Some of the slaves were in pain, some were numb, and they turned a blind eye to the contemptuous gaze around them.

To become a slave is to abandon all the beliefs of the past, and from now on, he believes in only one - his master.

The night is getting darker.

Fanning didn't keep telling the slave owner that he still needed to arrange a team.

The place to settle down temporarily is not a good condition, the space is small, and everyone is crowded inside. This is also better than feeding mosquitoes @+ by the river, and, at night, it is not very safe outside, and it is not possible to go out and be cut by those tourists, I heard that some crazy tourists will eat people when they are hungry. Although you don't have to be afraid of them, it's always good to be on guard, so let's hold together.

As for chirping, there is no need for Shao Xuan to worry at all, this thing can live in the hunting ground, and here, those beasts pose no threat to it at all. Even if it encounters danger, it will look for Shao Xuan.

At this time, the surrounding area. In the houses of different shapes that Shao Xuan had seen before, fires were also lit one by one, and those who went out to work came back with the fruits of a day's labor. Some came back from the mountains and forests, while others came back from the river where the caravan had stopped, and they also did coolies, but they were paid very little.

A thin figure walked briskly through the night. The wooden stick in his hand waved quickly, driving away the palm-sized mosquitoes that buzzed and flew over.

When he came to a small wooden house, he removed a thick plank, dodged in, and then quickly moved the plank back to block the mosquitoes outside.

"Back?!"

In the room, an equally thin woman sat with a small child in her arms, her face tired. The child in the woman's arms was sleeping.

In the corner. Flat lay a plank, which was the bed, and on which a thin figure slept.

"Hmm. The man who had just returned from the outside put aside the animal skin he was wearing, which had already broken several holes, and took out the day's harvest.

It was some fruit from the mountains, and a fish, and a rabbit.

The beasts around have been hunted almost as far as they can be, a little farther away. Their abilities are limited, and if they go, they will die. As for the fruit. There are a lot of them, and they have already been picked before they are ripe. Today I was lucky enough to find a few large fruits in a corner that was not easily noticed.

The sight of the fish and the rabbit made the woman's eyes light up, and it was already counted.

The woman carefully placed the child in her arms on the plank bed. Go and put the fish and rabbit in the pot to cook, because these two are slaughtered and cleaned outside, and you don't need to do more to bring them back, you can just cook them.

I came back and bit the fruit one by one, and after a while. The woman put one of the juicy ones to the mouth of the one-year-old child on the wooden bed.

When there was food, the child did not sleep anymore, but held the fruit and ate quietly.

The woman handed her daughter two more fruits on the plank bed: "Eat some first." ”

"How is today?" the woman asked.

The man sighed and shook his head.

Ten other people came with their family, three of whom joined other tribes, one was left behind, the other two were driven and did not survive, four were left behind by wild beasts when they went into the mountains to hunt, and two became slaves. The rest of the family, plus their family, has been here for almost ten years.

"If it doesn't work, I'm going to find someone to leave with, let's change places, I've already talked to them today. The man said.

As he spoke, the wooden board blocking the doorway was slammed.

"Yan Shuo, open the door!"

As soon as he heard this voice, the man's tense muscles relaxed just now, and he put down the stone knife with many gaps in his hand, and he got up and moved the plank away.

The person who came in from the outside was shorter than Yan Shuo, thinner than Yan Shuo, skinny, his eyes were bloodshot, and his breath was short, as if he was making some kind of decision.

"What's wrong?" Yan Shuo asked.

The other party came in and raised his head suddenly, because he was too excited, and the expression on his face was a little distorted.

"Yan Shuo, I'...... Intend...... Go over there!" the man said, looking in one direction.

Yan Shuo's eyes widened in surprise.

"I ...... I can't stand it anymore! I met them today, and they have strength again. The man said, and by the way, he showed Yan Shuo his broken arm today, this arm, if calculated according to the current situation, will not be able to recover in a short time.

Yan Shuo knew who "they" meant, the people who had become slaves among the people who had come together earlier. And the person in front of him, the direction he was looking at just now, was where the slaves in this area were.

Yan Shuo opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. Originally, I wanted everyone to leave together, find a better place, and try to live, but I didn't want to, the other party had already given up and couldn't survive. The feeling of not having power is indeed hopeless.

"Okay, I'm leaving," the man walked to the door and paused again, turned his back to Yan Shuo, and tilted his head slightly, "Make a decision early, and besides, stop thinking about the impossible." ”

Waiting for the man to leave, Yan Shuo sat quietly, looking at the fire in the fire, silent.

When his eyes stared straight at the fire, the muscles on Yan Shuo's face twitched twice, and the meridians on his arm, which was not thick, were clearly visible. The strangest thing is that the unclear lines on Yan Shuo's face, if Shao Xuan were here, he would definitely be able to recognize them, this is the totem pattern on the face of the totem warrior of the Yanjiao tribe!

It's just that, compared to the totem warriors of the Yanjiao tribe, the totem lines on Yan Shuo's face are not clear. And it's not stable, sometimes slightly clear, sometimes completely hidden. And on the upper body and arms of **, there are no lines.

Yan Shuo has always felt that his strength should be far more than that, but. Because he is a tourist and has no tinder, he cannot become a real totem warrior.

He knew that his ancestors belonged to the Yanjiao tribe, and in the words that had been passed down from generation to generation, everyone remembered the Yanjiao tribe and the totem of the tribe.

"Daddy said, the Yanjiao tribe is still there. Yan Shuo said in a low voice.

"The people of the Yanjiao tribe are all powerful warriors. It can carry a bear lightly, with a two-horned totem pattern of flames, which can cover the whole body, and the flame of the Yanjiao tribe can cover an entire mountain......"

Yan Shuo just muttered to himself in a low voice at first, and his tone was quite calm, as if he was telling a story, but gradually. The tone was depressed, and his eyes were red.

Because of obsession. Therefore, Yan Shuo's ancestors gave their juniors a word "Yan" or "horn" in their names, just to let them remember the name of their tribe, and if they could find the tribe one day, their wish would be fulfilled. Therefore, the descendants were not allowed to join any other tribe. He is not allowed to be a slave, and he is not allowed to betray his tribe even if he dies.

But after so many years, the Yanjiao tribe is no longer remembered, and no one around has heard of such a tribe. No matter how many times Yan Shuo said that his tribe was still there, and the fire was still there, others just didn't believe it.

However, Yan Shuo's strength is indeed greater than that of others, and it will also reveal a faint totem pattern. This is an important reason for being able to hold on until now.

But now, he felt at a loss.

The other ten people who came together at the beginning didn't survive it, and now only their family is left.

Leave?

If there weren't enough people, if their families had left, they wouldn't have gone far before they would probably have died.

Someone left two days ago, but the next day he was found dead by the river not far away, his blood drained, sucked by mosquitoes. Half of the body had been gnawed, it was gnawed by wild beasts that came out at night in the nearby mountains and forests, and if it was another day, there would not be even bones left.

Even if Yan Shuo's strength is greater than others, it is relative to tourists, and it may not be enough for those totem warriors.

Strength!

With strength, you can live better in such a world!

This is also the reason why many tourists who can't stand it choose to become slaves. Although they lose their freedom and lose a lot of being slaves, they can gain power from their slave owners!

Just, how to choose?

Do you continue to stay up, to find out, or wait for news from the Yanjiao tribe, or, like those tourists who can't stay up, find a tribe to take refuge in, or become a slave?

No, no!

Yan Shuo held his head in his hands.

Can't give up, can't! Daddy said, the tribe is still there, it's still there!

The woman sitting on the wooden board looked at her husband like this, and she wanted to be comforted, but she felt that she should also choose another path like everyone else.

However, just as the woman was about to speak, the woman noticed that some lines on her husband's body extended down the face and neck, and on the arms, some flame-like patterns began from the shoulders to the entire upper arms, and then passed over the elbows......

"That'...... The ......woman was too shocked to speak.

Yan Shuo, who was holding his head and thinking, raised his head when he heard the sound, his eyes were still full of red bloodshots, and he was a little puzzled when he saw his wife's appearance, but when he followed the direction his wife pointed and looked at himself, he also saw those totem patterns that had spread.

Since he was born, there has been nothing but the faint totem lines on his face when he was a teenager, but now, these totemic lines appear......

The patterns, like firewood that had been prepared for a long time and had not been lit, were now lit one by one, and although they were not clear, the general patterns could still be seen.

Yan Shuo remembered what his father once said: "You have to believe that in our bloodline, the power is still there, it just keeps sleeping, and one day, when the time is ripe, it will begin to gradually wake up......"

At the same time, Shao Xuan, who was resting with his eyes closed in a small room with others, suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction where Yan Shuo was. (To be continued......)