Banished to Another World

Chapter 26: What are you guys excited about?

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This is the first time Yan Mo has left the tribe, and it is also the first time he has officially seen the world.

The first day after waking up was not counted. Just understanding his situation and then trying to survive and crawling to the edge of the grassy beach had exhausted all his energy, so he had no time to observe his surroundings.

Looking back at the site where the tribe is located, it is indeed a small hill with a slow front and a steep back. The mountain is not high, only about 100 meters.

There was an open space at the foot of the mountain, and many slaves were working, either polishing stone, or grinding wooden spears, and some were holding animal bones.

These slaves were all men, and their ages seemed to be between thirty and fifty years old. Of course, this view is not necessarily accurate.

The slaves looked very lazy, everyone worked slowly, and no one took care of them.

Next to this open space, there is a semi-natural and semi-artificial pit, the mouth of which is blocked by a huge boulder, and there are many living herbivores inside.

Yan Mo poked Yuan Zhan who was carrying him away, and asked in a low voice: "If it rains heavily, what will happen to the beasts inside? Won't they be drowned?"

"I don't raise animals in summer."

"You mean it rains a lot here in summer, but it rains very little in other seasons?"

"Ok."

Yan Mo noticed that someone was looking at him, and when he looked sideways, it was Bing who was also on the road with a slave.

He finally remembered why the name was familiar. He used to do a full set for acting. After waking up, he took the initiative to ask Kusamachi about spying on the slave. Because the slave offended her master and Dashan, she was eventually killed.

Kusamachi also told him not to tell this matter to the outside world, just let it rot in his stomach.

I don't know what Master Bing would think if he couldn't find his slave after he came back? Do you think that the sheep tongue ran away, or that he offended someone and was killed, or that he was secretly slaughtered and eaten by other slaves

I heard that a third-level fighter can have two slaves, so this is his other slave

The slave was also looking at him secretly, his eyes seemed to be wondering how his master would be willing to carry him away instead of dragging him by the slave's leg.

Yan Mo didn't care about the master and servant, and didn't pay them back with his eyes. They haven't completely left the tribe yet.

Going forward, I saw a row of boulder walls. This wall is not tightly connected, but the gap between each boulder is not very large, and the widest part is only the width of a palm. Looking at the grass roots growing under the boulder wall, it shows that this row of boulders has been here for a long time and has not been moved for a long time.

There are warriors squatting or standing on the boulder wall, like guards.

Yan Mo guessed that the row of huge stone walls was probably the gate of the tribe, but this door was not the other. In the absence of walls on both sides, the meaning of the existence of this row of huge stones was probably to tell others that the land behind it was occupied.

Sure enough, the hunter didn't lead them directly towards the boulder wall, but went around to the left of the boulder wall. There was a dirt road that was often walked out on the left and right sides of the boulder wall.

The warriors on the boulder wall had already spotted them, and when they approached, all the warriors on the stone wall stood up, beating their chests with their right fists in salute.

Lie and the others paused for a while, but because they had a lot of luggage in their hands, they didn't return the salute.

Yan Mo, who was originally in a relaxed mood, was hugged by Yuan Zhan and had just walked to the other side of the stone wall. When he turned his head, he immediately faced the brutality and cruelty of this world.

Immediately, his whole body froze.

Beside him, at the base of the boulder wall, there was a hill-like pile of skulls! Next to the pile of skeletons, there were four spears stuck vertically on the ground, and each spear pierced a dead human corpse!

There are at least a thousand of these skulls! The skin and hair of the four mummified corpses are still there, and the shriveled and shriveled faces can still see the pain the corpses suffered before they died.

Yan Mo had an intuition that these four corpses were likely to be pierced while they were still alive, and inserted here to dry slowly.

Those who have not directly faced this scene will never be able to understand his mood at this time.

Maybe he, Yan Mo, is really a scumbag in some respects, but after all, he did not come from the chaotic war years, he is just a doctor who was born in a peaceful time and grew up in a wealthy era, even if he is used to life and death, even if he can dissect Just because a dead man is eating braised pork does not mean that he can remain calm as usual after seeing so many skulls and dead bodies.

Who do these skulls and mummies belong to? An incoming enemy? Putting it here is a threat and deterrence

Maybe others can't see it, but Yan Mo can tell from the color and degree of corruption of these skulls that they have not been produced for a long time, perhaps accumulated in several large-scale killings in recent years made. At the same time, he also noticed that most of the skulls in this pile were not complete, and there were obvious wounds caused by being smashed or penetrated on the skulls. The most frightening thing is that some facial bones and skulls can still see clear bite marks .

Is it a beast or... ? Yan Mo didn't dare to think about it, nor did he want to observe carefully.

As for the four mummified corpses, they were only released for less than a year at most.

At this time, Yuan Zhan suddenly whispered in his ear: "Do you know where these skulls and corpses come from? They are all warriors from other tribes. They came to attack tribes when they couldn't find food in winter. They want to rob the tribe of food, they want to hunt us, but they are all killed and eaten by us in the end! Be good, or I will eat you."

How old are you bro? Is it naive to play this kind of threat? Interrupted by Yuan Zhan, Yan Mo's mind shifted, and he stopped thinking about how terrible this world is. Anyway, no matter how terrible it is, he has already come, what else can he do? Die and die and never go back!

Lie, Yuan Zhan and others walked out of the stone wall about a hundred paces away, stopped, turned around, and stood there for a long time. They didn't look at the skull, they were looking up at the tribal settlement behind the stone wall.

Yan Mo withdrew his gaze from the pile of skulls, and scanned the faces of Dashan, Diao and others one by one.

The expressions of these people are slightly complicated.

Everyone in this team knew that this was a road to death, and almost everyone was ready to die, including Yan Mo.

Yan Mo doesn't know if he can die, but there are bound to be many dangers along the way. Surviving in the wild is no easy task. Even the special forces who have been training in the wild all year round and carry all kinds of modern survival gadgets are not all-terrain , Can survive around the clock.

What's more, there are many times more ferocious beasts, poisonous insects, poisonous plants, and human-eating primitive people in this world than in the original world!

In the original world, if you want to experience the wild life, you have to spend money, but here you are one step outside the house and you are in the wild. No, on a cultural, material and moral level, even where people live here is wild!

He was more curious about what Lie and the others thought, and why they were willing to come out with Yuan Zhan? Hunting and even traveling with his family, he brought his younger brother Meng and his only female slave with him.

If Lie and Meng are from Xiyang tribe, they have to support Yuan Zhan. What about mountains and eagles? And that ice was forced into this mortal team by the chief, what was he thinking in his heart

"Now we need to decide which direction to go." Lie looked at Yuan Zhan.

Before Yuan Zhan could speak, Bing had already opened his mouth and said: "Master Priest has already told us which way to go. There is heavy snow in the north, so we can't go. There is fire in the west, so we can't go. There are only east and south, but the Hasa god in the south The mountain ant tribe appeared at the foot of the mountain. We all know that the mountain ant tribe is particularly capable of giving birth. Now we don’t know whether they have occupied the land at the foot of Mount Hasa or just hunted. If it’s the former, we can’t go there. The small mountain The ant tribe is as annoying as ants, every time they rush up, they are a group!"

Missing Tooth nodded, agreeing with Bing's opinion, "The Lord Priest's vision has never been missed, and now the north, west, and south are not allowed to go, only the east. When the priest looked at him, he said that the earth dragon was fighting with the ray pen, and Bai People from the Eagle Tribe were waiting aside. Although he didn’t say how far it was from us, I think the battle should have ended by the time we got there, and the people from the White Eagle Tribe should have left after picking up the remnants. So the East should is the safest."

Yuan Zhan glanced at Yan Mo.

Yan Mo was also hesitating, he didn't know which direction to look for salt. He can only take it for granted from ordinary people's common sense that finding salt must go to the sea, and the sea is rich in food. In this era when the population is not as large as that of dinosaurs, the sea must have enough food, even if it is only near the sea. Dangyou, it would not be a big problem to feed a tribe.

But in which direction is the sea? Judging from the boy's memory, the people here don't even have the concept of "sea", so the place they are staying now should be deep inland, and they must travel long distances to reach the sea.

Yan Mo didn't know the topography of the planet's continent, so naturally he couldn't know which direction to go from the original tribe to reach the seaside the fastest.

God knows how big the continent of this planet is, whether the continent is a whole or divided, and how big is the sea area. If he chooses the wrong direction, he may even cross the entire continent. In that case, they might as well find a more fertile place with mountains and water and stay there.

For this reason, Yan Mo chose the south at the beginning.

Because of the weather in the south, animals, plants and water sources can be guaranteed. If it is further south, you don't even have to worry about the cruelty of winter. Although there are many opportunities and dangers, for a Chinese medicine practitioner, the south represents an inexhaustible storehouse of medicinal herbs, and more food can be found.

If you can't find the sea, you might as well go south. If you can meet the sea in the south, that's the best. If you can't touch it, you have a better chance of survival than in the north. This is Yan Mo's fundamental idea.

As for whether the south here will become more terrifying like a tropical forest the further south he goes, he hasn't considered that much yet.

"Go to the south first." Seeing that Yan Mo didn't say anything, Yuan Zhan thought that the young man was worried that this place is not far from the tribe, and he didn't want to be exposed right now, so he immediately made up his mind.

"Why do you want to go to the south? The priests have already suggested that the east is the best choice." Bing immediately retorted.

"Master Priest did not say that you can find salt by going east." Yuan Zhan replied coldly.

"Then the south can be found?" Bing didn't know whether it was purely dissatisfied with Yuan Zhan's arbitrary decision, or whether he wanted to protest as long as Yuan Zhan had his opinion.

Seeing that Bing was about to rush up to fight Zhan, Lie smashed his spear to the ground and said angrily, "Go!" Then he strode towards the south.

As soon as Lie set off, Missing Tooth didn't hesitate at all, and immediately followed, not to mention the others, Bing stayed at the end, stood there for a while, and finally caught up with everyone.

Gradually, the tribal settlement behind them disappeared.

The surrounding scenery became more and more desolate. When they crossed a half-desert grassland and came to a small river, Yuan Zhan and others stopped again.

Yan Mo suspects that this river is the one he saw last time on the mountain behind the tribe.

The river spreads for a long distance, so winding that you can't see the end or the end. It's just that the water volume of the river is not abundant, not only narrow but also shallow. But looking at the river bed, we can see obvious traces of being washed out, proving that this was once a big river.

"This is one of the two largest water sources of the tribe. It is said that when the original tribe first chose the tribe's place of residence, the river was very wide and deep, but later it became less and less. One day the river It suddenly disappeared, and no river water could be seen. The priest said that the slaves who had just been exchanged offended the river god when they crossed the river, so they brought all the slaves in the tribe to the river and killed them, and sprinkled their blood into the dry river. At the bottom of the river, the meat was chopped into pieces and buried together with the bones in the dry mud at the bottom of the river."

It's really... It's not barbaric enough to describe, and at the same time, Yan Mo feels the terrifying influence of the priests here.

Yuan Zhan continued to intimidate his little slaves, "After a few days, the river really appeared again. Since then, the priest has not allowed the slaves in the tribe to come here to fetch water, let alone touch the river water. .But even so, the river here still often stops flowing. We only have no shortage of water in winter because of the heavy snow.”

Yan Mo really wanted to tell Yuan Zhan that this was not because of the anger of the river god, but because of the natural change of the river course. There must be complex underground waterways under this grassland. Sometimes rivers that have flowed for tens of thousands of years suddenly disappear because they fell into underground waterways. In this case, you have no choice but to wait for them to reappear by themselves, and some will reappear, and some will reappear by themselves. This disappears.

But he doesn't know much about geography and hydrology. If Yuan Zhan asked him how to make the river appear and restore the original water volume, he would definitely not be able to do it. At that time, this kid would despise him 100%. If so, he might as well Don't say anything, just let him believe that there is a river god.

"When the grass town and the others fetched water, did they go to another water source? Where is it?"

"It's in a grass beach behind the back mountain. It's close. Everyone usually goes there to get water, but the water there is weird. Sometimes it will suddenly become cloudy. It must be purified with the holy soil of the priest before it can be drunk."

"Have you ever drank purified water?" Yan Mo was wondering what natural phenomenon would cause the water to suddenly become cloudy. After thinking about it, there are several possibilities. He is not sure what the situation of the original tribe is for the time being. A sort of.

"No. There are not many sacred soils, and the priest will not use them easily. Don't go into the water, sit here and wait for me." Yuan Zhan put down Yan Mo, and unloaded the large curly fur on his shoulders to the ground.

The other soldiers did the same, they hurriedly put down their luggage and let the slaves stay where they were, while they ran towards the river together. It is a relatively safe area from the tribe to the river. After crossing the river and going a little further, it will be different.

Originally, it was just the usual activities of drinking water and body washing when soldiers were far away from the tribe, but Bing sensitively noticed that there was some obvious excitement and eagerness on the faces of Da Shan and the others.

Yan Mo looked at the river in front of him and wanted to rush in like those soldiers and soak his fill!

Even if he secretly wiped his body with precious water every day, because he didn't dare to make it too obvious, the dirt accumulated on his body was enough to roll out a bowl of Yuanxiao today. That is to say, primitive people don't pay attention to it, and they can sleep no matter how dirty they are. For a modern person, even if he is a pervert who likes boys, seeing how dirty he is, I'm afraid he will lose his appetite before he has evil thoughts.

Yuan Zhan and the others who put down their luggage had already untied their leather skirts and rushed into the river. This level of coldness was no problem for them.

The young warriors laughed and thumped back and forth in the not-so-deep river.

The slaves could only watch enviously, and after receiving instructions from their masters, they opened up the rolls of luggage they had carried and began to pack again.

Yuan Zhan stood in the river and asked Yan Mo to throw him the wooden ladle in his luggage.

After taking the wooden ladle, Yuan Zhan filled it with water and walked ashore.

"Here, drink water." The wooden ladle was handed to him.

Is this making me drink your bath water? Fortunately, the water is flowing. Yan Mo didn't look at Brother Jun, who had become energetic due to the stimulation of the cold water, although his eyes were at the right height. He took the water ladle, saw that the water quality was still clear, and saw that the soldiers were directly burying their heads in the river water to drink, so he took the water ladle and drank slowly.

Other warriors also asked their slaves to throw wooden ladles to them, and they also brought water for their slaves to drink.

Yan Mo thought it was too late, otherwise he would have to make something to hold water no matter what. There is no food on the road, it doesn't matter for now, no water, that is the biggest tragedy. However, Yuan Zhan and others were not very worried about the water source. It should not be difficult for fighters like them who often go hunting to find water sources within a radius of at least a hundred miles.

"How many days will it take for your leg to heal? Let me see how the wound looks." Yuan Zhan said as he was about to peel off the loose fixing plate of the little slave.

Yan Mo quickly reached out to stop him, and said in a low voice, "Don't be in front of so many people, I, I'm almost fine."

Yuan Zhan immediately stopped, not only that, he also knelt down to re-tighten the loose straw rope for him.

"You are really kind to your slave. Is this kid with a broken leg good on the bed?" Bing walked over and asked mockingly while putting on a leather skirt.

Yuan Zhan patted Yan Mo's intact left leg, stood up and bent over to pick up the skirt on the largest piece of fur, and slowly wrapped it around.

Bing still refused to let him go, and continued provocatively: "Hey, Zhan, taking him will only hinder us, I think we should kill him and marinate him now that there is water and salt, and the meat can be left for us. you!"

Yuan Zhan only sneered and didn't respond.

Lie frowned, and said in a low voice, "Bing, don't make trouble."

"...Yes." Bing immediately restrained himself a lot after hearing Lie's words.

To be honest, he didn't dare to offend the hunter who had entered the third level for a long time and was quite prestigious in the tribe, and he just hated war, not all Sirang people. In addition, he is not a fool without a brain. When he is the only one in the group who is from the Heiyuan tribe and he is at odds with most of his companions, he can only live longer if he obeys the hunter's orders honestly.

He knew that he had been abandoned by the old priest. As the old priest, he had to fight to find the salt land in winter.

The chief sent him out, probably also to give the old priest a warning. Although the chief said that regardless of whether the new salt land can be found, this task cannot only be given to the Sirang and Feisha tribesmen. As the third-generation youth leader after the war, he Yuanbing must express something, otherwise other young fighters, It is impossible for people including Heiyuan people to obey him.

Wang Bing became more honest, Lie's attitude softened, he paused, and said clearly: "That boy is from the Yanshan tribe. Whether we can find a new salt land depends on him, and he can't die if anyone dies."

Bing was taken aback, "The little slave is from the Yanshan tribe?"

"Well, and he has occasionally heard the priests of their clan mention the new salt land."

"What?! Really? Then he knows where the new salt fields are? Why didn't he tell the chief and the priest about this?" Bing's eyes lit up, and he asked eagerly.

Hunter didn't answer right away.

At this time, all the soldiers had already landed, and Bing temporarily lost his mind. When he saw those Shan Hediao and others squatting in front of their respective big packages, almost impatiently rummaging for something, he was immediately furious.

What's up with these guys? Why don't they care about such an important event? Didn't they hear what he and Lie were talking about? Or did they already know the identity of the little slave? What the hell were they looking for in the package