Chapter 4: The World Outside the Mountains of One Hundred Thousand Mountains
The breeze in March is gentle, the grass is fragrant, and the rising sun sprinkles wisps of broken gold, bathing the life in the mountains warmly.
At the foot of Qifengling in the nearby Hengduan Mountains, there are some cottages where the remnants of the race that have been neglected by mankind and forgotten by history gather. They have lived in a corner of this world for countless years with another language, another habit, and another dream.
When the village lined with ancient trees and the open space in front of the village were occupied by the morning glow, looking down the rocky slope at the top of the mountain, the sunlight occupied every mountain rock and every inch of land, like a war song that made people's blood boil.
In the nest village, beside the woods, on the flat ground, there are piles of dry firewood and granaries made of white wood.
The twilight air was extremely gentle, and the breeze shook the air, with the smell of wheat about to ripen, the smell of exotic fruit trees ready to bloom, the smell of beetles, and the smell of earth.
Everything is growing, and after the beginning and end of a winter's cold and quiet, all the scenery has a momentum of revival and prosperity.
The group of little skin monkeys in Chao Village sat down beside the old patriarch at this moment.
Just now, dozens of the strongest men in the village, carrying giant swords and longbows, set off into the depths of the mountain. That is, as soon as he entered the mountains and rivers, a wild breath rushed towards him.
Hunting Captain Chao Wuyang suddenly became alert, and there was mortal danger everywhere in the depths of the mountain. He seemed to be incarnated as a group of shrewd old wolves at this time, watching everywhere, but at the same time speeding up his pace.
Although there are terrifying and deadly birds of prey and behemoths everywhere, if they don't rush back to the village before dark, this group of people will be in great trouble!
The group of little skin monkeys in Chao Village sat down beside the old patriarch at this moment.
The children were sad and listless, like eggplants beaten by frost after autumn, and their heads were gruntled.
"Now let's learn to read and distinguish medicinal herbs!" said the old patriarch with a serious expression.
"Patriarch Grandpa, these words are as complex as ghost drawings, they are really difficult to learn, and I don't know where to use them if I learn them, why do you learn this thing?"
"That's right, it's not as useful as the herb knowledge that Ah Bus taught me!"
It was Chao Haiyong who spoke, his father was seriously injured in hunting a few years ago, but thanks to the hunting team at that time, Chao Haiyong collected herbs to the south, which saved his life. Hae-yong is now fascinated by medicinal herbs.
"Yes, yes, it's just soaking in the medicinal bath every day that our body will become so strong!"
The children were bargaining with the patriarch, all with bitter faces, and they really didn't want to learn words.
"What do you children know!" the patriarch looked like he hated iron but not steel, "The writing of our Hive Clan, that is of great use! The knowledge we have passed down from generation to generation, without words, is not all lost! More importantly, the writing of our Hive Clan has a big secret!"
"What's the secret?Patriarch Grandpa?" Xiao Qianfan is always very enthusiastic about this kind of thing. I even accidentally let go of the little colored finch that I had finally caught in my hand. "Doesn't it make us stronger?" Qian Fan thought whimsically, and laughed silly.
"What the hell is the secret, it was lost many years ago, and grandpa doesn't know, so you have to learn better, and you will definitely be able to solve this mystery one day. The patriarch seems to be reminiscing about something, "In short, if you solve this mystery, you can become a big hero of the whole village"
"Okay, babble, I'm sure I'll be able to solve the mystery and become the hero of the whole village!" Qianfan said excitedly.
Children always worship heroes and aspire to become heroes in the limelight.
"I, I'm the hero who solves the mystery. ”
"No, the hero must be me!"
A group of children's eyes lit up, very different from the listlessness they had just had. "Grandpa, teach us!"
The old man smiled happily, and he remembered that when he was a child, his grandfather had told him the same. "Maybe there's no secret, it's just the persuasion of the elders. The patriarch thought.
"Children, take this opportunity to tell you about the world beyond the mountains. The old man seemed to be lost in his memories, forgetting what he should have taught his children to learn.
The faces of a group of children were full of hope, and their father said that when he was young, the patriarch had gone out with several other powerful clansmen in the village, and walked out of the boundless mountains of 100,000.
Just a dozen years ago, only three people came back covered in blood, one of them was the patriarch, and the other two died a few years ago.
But four years ago, another member of the clan returned, covered in blood, and it is said that he died soon after.
"The world outside the mountains," the old man sighed. The expression is full of yearning, but with infinite melancholy. "The outside world is too big, vast, spanning tens of millions of miles from every major state, no strong person has ever stepped out of our state, and the human race is not the most powerful in the world. The place I've been to is called the Great Wilderness, it's amazing, full of powerful tribes, there are many powerful creatures, and some ancient xenomorphs in ancient times can even transform into human form. The old man shuddered as he spoke.
"These xenomorphs are so powerful and mysterious that even an ancient beast can destroy a large tribe of tens of thousands of people. Of course, the Terran Tianjiao is not bad, and the supreme Tianjiao can be comparable to other top species, just like the god of war coming into the world, guarding our Terran. Speaking of this, the old man's eyes were full of yearning.
"In the far away, Grandpa has not been there, and Grandpa Linfeng, who came back a few years ago, went even farther away, and he told me that in the heart of the Great State, there is a strong and united country. has been guarding the Terrans and suppressing the Behemoths, otherwise the Terrans would have let them perish. ”
"Grandpa, when Qianfan grows up, he will also go outside! ”
"I want it too, I want it too!"
"Qianfan must be able to, Qianfan already knows a lot of words!" Qianfan said proudly, Qianfan has been adopted by the patriarch since he was a child, and he is the first to get the moon near the water.
"Then I can study hard now, it's not too late. Some of the older children were not convinced.
"Haha, how can you be illiterate if you want to be a great hero? No Terran guardian is illiterate. The patriarch said with a smile.
A group of children between six and teens gathered in a circle, finally calmed down, listened carefully to the village chief's teachings, and knew that it was time for lunch to disperse.
"It's so hard to read, it's harder than Abba teaching me archery, and the patriarch said it would take years to learn. ”
"But the little fat man is so small, he knows all the words that the patriarch said just now. ”
"And the little fat man also has a lot of strength, and he is smarter than us, so he may really be able to become a god of war in the future!"
The little fat man blinked his eyes innocently, but he couldn't hide the smile on the corner of his mouth, and turned around to chase the little colored finch just now, so frightened that he fluttered his little wings first.
"Babble, don't run. The little fat man hurried after him, waving his little hands in the air, and he had been thinking about the bird's eggs for not a day or two.
The sun sets in the west, in the brilliant morning glow, the entire Chao Village is plated with a layer of pale golden brilliance, the tiger roars on the mountain, and the clan warriors at the head of the village are still so sacred and quiet. Except for the excitement of the little fat man babbling in the trees outside the village.
Finally, he climbed to the top of the bare tree again. At this moment, the little fat man still remembers to be the patron saint of the human race, and his mind is full of balls in front of him.
He stared at the bird's nest in the treetops, his eyes full of twinkling stars, and the saliva from his mouth couldn't stop flowing
I just stretched out my hand, but I looked around cautiously, this selfish little guy!
The distance of the gaze extended to the outside of the village, and dozens of people appeared on the horizon, their figures were stretched longer and longer by the setting sun, and they looked like they were wearing a layer of golden clothing, each of them was tall and mighty, dragging huge beasts one after another.
The little fat man was the boss with his eyes open, thinking, babbling, it's broken, it's broken, it's broken, what are you afraid of, why did so many people pop up to grab the birds' eggs, but they can't find out. Hurriedly kicked his legs and jumped off the top of the tree. Regardless of the pain of falling all over his body, he hurriedly ran towards the entrance of the village.
"People, people, so many people, afraid. The voice of the little fat man came, and when he looked at it, he saw a little boy about four years old with red lips and white teeth running towards the entrance of the village in a panic, pointing to the distance, which was very different from the usual unhurriedness.
The women and children who had been guarding the entrance of the village for a long time couldn't help but get nervous, but after a while, there was a burst of cheers, and the uneasiness and panic in their hearts disappeared at once, and they shouted loudly.
"Daddy, they're back safely!"
"Oh my God, there are so many beasts! Abba is amazing!" a group of children danced excitedly.
The little fat man Qianfan was also taken aback, and then cheered.
In the nest village, on the edge of the woods, in a corner of the flat field, there are piles of dry firewood for burning fires and martial arts platforms made of hardwood. A man who went out hunting had a gentle face waiting outside the door, and a hot meal and a pot full of grain wine were prepared on the stove.
The men are eating and drinking, and they are so unhappy, and this time of day is the time they enjoy the most.
The children happily gathered together, played games, and boasted about their father's bravery and strength. Although Xiao Qianfan is an orphan, he also enjoys it.
When he was happy, the stone shouted, "Dandan, let's go to the tree climbing competition together tomorrow, this time, I will definitely win." ”
"Okay, Xiao Qianfan agreed.
But after a while, Qian Fan babbled as if he remembered something, and his eyes stared directly at the slippery tree in the distance, but no matter how he looked at it, his eyes were green, and his face was full of remorse.
Balls, my balls, my most precious balls!