Although the mountain wall is almost perpendicular to the ground, it is difficult for many people to climb, but for Shao Xuan, it is nothing, after all, he has climbed this kind of mountain wall many times when the tribe was hunting, and he is very proficient.

The old man stood below, watching Shao Xuan leap from the ground and climb the mountain wall from below with dexterity, like a gecko sticking to the wall, looking at ease and not struggling at all. Seeing such a situation, the old man couldn't help but raise his gray eyebrows, staring at Shao Xuan's back, his eyes burning.

Shao Xuan, who was climbing up along the mountain wall, noticed something, stopped his movements and looked back suddenly, just in front of the old man's gaze.

The old man smiled very kindly, waved his hand at Shao Xuan, pointed to the grass on the mountain wall, and said, "Go on, go on." ”

Shao Xuan suppressed the doubts in his heart, continued to climb up, and then reached out and grabbed the grass, intending to tear it off directly.

"Hey, don't pull it, don't pull it! Use the digging one, and the roots will last longer. Just dig with my knife, and then!" The old man took out a strange copper knife from the leather bag containing the knife and threw it at Shao Xuan.

That's a lot of. Shao Xuan's belly slandered.

Throwing it accurately, Shao Xuan grabbed the depression in the mountain wall with one hand, took the knife with the other, and then used the knife to dig up the grass with white stripes.

The knife looks weird, but it's perfect for digging up the grass that grows on the mountain wall, and it didn't take long to dig the grass out by the roots.

"Next!" Shao Xuan threw the knife and grass down.

The old man hurried over, ignoring the falling knife and carefully catching the falling grass.

"What are you using this grass for?" Shao Xuan asked when he came down from the mountain wall and saw the old man cut off a blade of grass and put it in his mouth.

"Medicine, useful for bone wounds. The old man didn't say much, just chewed the leaf vigorously, and the muscles on his face twitched one by one. Swallow it when you're almost done. After feeling it, he felt that it was not enough, so he cut off a smaller leaf and continued to chew.

Thinking of the bone wound on the old man's arm, Shao Xuan remembered the appearance of the grass, and saw that the expression on the old man's face when he chewed the grass seemed to carry a suppressed pain. Shao Xuan asked, "How does it taste?"

The old man didn't say much, cut off a small leaf and handed it to Shao Xuan: "Taste?"

"Can you eat without injury?"

"Yes. As long as you don't eat too much, it's fine. ”

"Okay. Shao Xuan took the leaves, he didn't look at them carefully when he dug them just now, and now he found that the veins of the grass look flexible, but after getting started, they are harder than expected, especially the thickest veins with white stripes, which seem to make a crisp sound directly when they are broken.

Biting the tip of the leaf first, Shao Xuan felt the cool bitter taste. I didn't notice anything wrong with my body, so I bit half of the leaf again and chewed it. This time, there are more veins in the leaves, and the rich bitterness suppresses the cool taste.

No wonder the old man was suffering from the pain on his face when he chewed.

The old man originally wanted to watch Shao Xuan being so bitter that he jumped to his feet, but found that Shao Xuan just frowned, and had no other expression.

Could it be that the sense of taste is not good?" thought to the old man. If so. This young man is really pitiful, and he can't taste all the flavors of the world.

Ignore the old man's thoughts. After Shao Xuan chewed the whole leaf, the bitterness gradually disappeared, the coolness remained, and the exhaustion of the whole body disappeared a lot, as for the bones, because there were no bone injuries. Shao Xuan's feeling was not obvious, but he felt that there seemed to be some power flowing into his bones.

Now that the old man is fine, Shao Xuan plans to leave. This time, as soon as Shao Xuan moved, the old man hurriedly stopped him.

"Hey. Wait, where are you going? I'll come with you. The old man stood up and carefully placed the white-striped grass into a cloth bag.

Shao Xuan turned to look at the old man, did not speak, and waited for the old man's words.

"I'm here to look for something, although I don't know much about the surrounding area, but I know more things than you, don't look at this place is very desolate, but there are a lot of poisonous things. If something happens to you, I can help you. The old man said.

"What else?" asked Shao Xuan.

"I'm not immobile, if I find something, you can help. The old man thought it was a very good idea, "Okay, so be it." ”

Shao Xuan ignored him and continued to follow the planned route.

The old man hurriedly followed and continued to persuade Shao Xuan.

When the old man's saliva was almost dry, Shao Xuan asked, "What are you looking for here?"

"Find ......" paused, and the old man seemed to be a little concerned and didn't want to say it.

"Don't say it. ”

Seeing Shao Xuan speeding up his steps and moving forward, the old man took a few steps forward and sighed, "Have you ever heard of 'Thousand Grains of Gold'?"

A thousand grains of gold?

The name has the word "gold", but it certainly does not refer to anything like gold or metal, since the old man came here, and judging by his actions, he should be looking for a plant? Since the name has the word "gold", it either refers to the color or to highlight its preciousness.

Thinking about it, Shao Xuan shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it." ”

The old man glanced at Shao Xuan with a "lonely" expression and said, "I came to this place just to find 'a thousand grains of gold'. It is said that the 'Thousand Grains of Gold' plant produces 1,000 grains, is drought tolerant, and can grow in barren land with little rainfall. ”

Food crops?

"So you came here to try your luck?" asked Shao Xuan. This place is indeed barren, although there are streams and springs in the mountains, but this place does not have much rain, and it is arid.

"Yes, we grow grain there, and the rain has become less and less in the past two years, and it is said that the drought will continue for a few more years. Speaking of this, the old man was very emotional. But it's useless to complain, so come to these drought-tolerant food crops.

"Isn't there a witch and a witch, can't you ask for rain?" asked Shao Xuan again. I don't know if the tribe here can ask for rain, and it's just a temptation to ask this. Here, in addition to some tribal witches, there are also some independent full-time witches, and many people will pay some money to invite such witches to solve some things that others can't solve.

When the old man heard this, his face showed anger: "Don't mention it, a bunch of waste! The descendants of the ancient witch clan can't even ask for a rain, I'm bah!"

Shao Xuan: "......"

People who dare to "puff" witchcraft, Shao Xuan has seen such a person so far, and he is almost hungry. The people of the Maka tribe would never dare to "bah" witches like this, and most of the people they have seen so far have a kind of awe for witches. Except for the one next to him.

If you can't solve the problem of rain, you can only work on crops. Regardless of the old man's temper, it is admirable to travel thousands of miles to find a solution.

"What does that 'golden grain' look like?" asked Shao Xuan.

"It's a thousand grains of gold! I haven't seen it with my own eyes. ”

"I haven't seen you, how do you find it?"

"I'll recognize it when I see it. The old man didn't think there was anything wrong with that.

"By the way, what's your name?" asked the old man.

"Shao Xuan, how old are you?"

"My name is 'Ju'. As he spoke, the old man wrote on the ground with a twig.

The old man didn't ask Shao Xuan which tribe he was from, and he wasn't interested in which tribe Shao Xuan came from.

Shao Xuan was about to ask again, wanting to ask the old man something about the Yanjiao tribe, when he heard the old man suddenly say: "That, Shao what, take that one off for me to see." ”

"No, I'm not your slave. Shao Xuantou didn't go back to the tunnel.

Seeing that Shao Xuan was about to go away, the old man realized the tone problem, and quickly slowed down, stepped forward to grab Shao Xuan, "Do me a favor, take that one off for me." (To be continued......)