"Hey, what a fat goose! Can you have one egg a day?" Si Wenming, who was walking on the neat street and wearing coarse cloth, looked exactly like a farm uncle. He started to waddle on the roadside. The fat goose walked over and touched its butt hard.
"Yes, these animals in our tribe are all strong." An old man smiled with wrinkles all over his face and stroked the feathers of the fat goose on Si Wenming's hand with great care: "They can lay an egg every day. When the dolls eat it, they become stronger."
Si Wenming left the fat goose behind and walked side by side with a few old people, laughing and chatting as they walked.
How many people does the tribe have? How many adults and children are there? How many babies were born last year? How many babies died due to disasters? How many acres of new fields the tribe has opened? How much more food can be harvested this year? etc. A tribe There are many daily affairs, and Si Wenming and the old people can always chat together.
Gradually, Ji Hao also became entranced.
Although Si Wenming was chatting with the old people, new things would appear in his words from time to time.
For example, how to make the fields have fewer weeds, how to make more seeds germinate, how to make poultry fatter, how to avoid certain livestock diseases, how to weave stronger and more practical fishing nets, and some more How to build convenient agricultural tools and so on.
Si Wenming even casually handed out several ready-made prescriptions to the elderly, some of which were used to treat maternal Qi and blood deficiency, some to dispel internal parasites, and some to treat children's night crying spasms. As if they had found a treasure, several old people hurriedly memorized the prescription that Si Wenming told them.
Ji Hao also noticed that an old man had already spread his legs and ran as fast as possible towards the largest wooden house in the middle of the tribe.
According to the rules of the Southern Wilderness, the largest wooden house in the middle of the tribe is the residence of the highest-status shaman priests and elders in the tribe. It seems that Si Wenming has attracted the attention of this tribe, and must be treated as a distinguished guest by the shaman priests and elders. Received in person.
Not long after, more than a dozen witch priests and elders came forward along the street and greeted Si Wenming enthusiastically.
Ji Hao looked at these white-haired old men carefully. Unlike the shaman priests of the Southern Wilderness tribe, these old men's clothes were neat, their appearance was more dignified and gentle, and their aura was more gentle and leisurely.
Even the witchcraft power they exude is very different from that of the witch priests of the Southern Wilderness tribe.
The Southern Wilderness Witch Sacrifice is better at communicating with the ghosts and gods in the mountains and forests, and can control all kinds of monsters, monsters, poisonous insects and fierce beasts, so their aura is sharp and cruel. Some old Witch Sacrifice are infected by all kinds of evil spirits, and they are born like evil ghosts, which is enough It scares children to cry.
But these witch priests and elders on the Central Continent, their witchcraft breath is even more 'clean'. Their power is closer to the original fluctuations of various heaven and earth vitality, and the witchcraft and magical powers they are good at are obviously not the same as those in the Southern Wilderness.
Accompanying these witch priests and elders were the warriors with the highest status in the tribe. Ji Hao also subconsciously compared them with the people he was familiar with. The warriors of these tribes had a gentler and more generous atmosphere. Although there were also very powerful wizards among them, they did not have the aggressive sharpness of the warriors of the Southern Wilderness tribe.
"The gap between the savage tribe and the farming civilization is here." Ji Hao observed carefully for a long time, shook his head and chuckled secretly.
Si Wenming has a heart-breaking affinity. He and these elders and witch priests became old friends in just a few words. Everyone laughed and laughed. The people of this tribe have regarded Ji Hao and the three of them as their best friends. .
Just when the chief elder of the tribe warmly invited Ji Hao and the others to enjoy a banquet, a loud noise suddenly came from the distance. Accompanied by the sound of rapid footsteps, dozens of strong men rushed over carrying several men covered in blood and with blue-black skin.
Far away, a big man shouted in panic: "Help, help! Brother Tieshan and the others were bitten by a venomous water snake, and they were almost out of breath. I told you a few days ago that the river didn't know A group of venomous snakes appeared out of nowhere, and you don’t believe it!”
A group of big men ran like the wind, and soon ran over carrying several big men bitten by poisonous snakes.
The injured man still had a large basket made of bamboo strips hanging around his waist, with live fish jumping in it. Obviously, these injured people were accidentally bitten by poisonous snakes while fishing by the river.
Moreover, these venomous snakes are certainly quite large in size. The fang marks they bite are as thick as an adult's finger, and they are constantly spitting out black blood.
"Hurry, help me, Great Elder, Great Witch Festival, help me!" A group of big men shouted in unison, looking eagerly at several old Witch Festivals with huge animal skin bags hanging on their waists.
Several old witch priests hurriedly surrounded the wounded man. After checking, they all shook their heads with ugly expressions.
"The poison is too strong and has penetrated deep into the internal organs. There is no time to treat it!" One of the oldest shaman priests said bitterly: "Find a way to kill those poisonous snakes. The poison is too strong and there is no time to treat it." "
Ji Hao pulled away the two big men standing in front of him and squatted in front of the injured. He dipped his finger into some of the black plasma flowing out of the wounded man's wound, and tapped it on the tip of his tongue amidst the horrified screams of several old witch priests.
The tip of my tongue suddenly felt cold, and then a strong sense of numbness came over me.
"Fortunately, we can save the person before he dies!" Ji Hao took out three herbs from the pouch at his waist with a calm expression, stuffed them into his mouth and started chewing them.
An old witch priest hissed and exclaimed: "These are all highly poisonous herbs... spider blood grass, blue border flower, rot heart grass, baby, are you going to die?"
Ji Hao quickly chewed the grass blades into pieces, then spat out a mixture of black saliva and grass juice on the wounds of several injured people. Amidst the sound of "chichi", the highly poisonous grass juice penetrated into the wound like a living thing. Soon the black plasma pouring out of the wound turned into dark red, and quickly turned into bright red. Obviously, the blood in the blood The poison has been neutralized.
"Poisonous herbs can also save people!" Ji Hao looked at these stunned old witches and said calmly: "Well, you probably don't deal with poisonous insects and snakes much on weekdays. In my hometown, which tribe doesn't have to deal with poisonous insects and snakes every year? Being bitten by a venomous insect or snake seven or eight times? Although the venom of this kind of snake is violent, the more powerful the venom is, the better it will be cured!"
Si Wenming stood aside, smiling gently and nodding approvingly to Ji Hao.
Ji Hao glanced at Si Wenming with a smile and said to the stunned wizards: "Well, please remember it. I will tell you some special emergency life-saving detoxification methods."
The shaman priests, elders and ordinary people of this tribe looked at Ji Hao with gratitude in their eyes.
What Ji Hao promised to tell them was the knowledge to cure snake venom, and knowledge, in this wild world, is the 'life' of the tribe!
The chief elder of the tribe laughed excitedly: "We have a distinguished guest from our tribe. Children, please take out all the good things you hide and are reluctant to eat. Today we are going to entertain the distinguished guest!"
Cheers rose to the sky from all around, and everyone was smiling.
Our mortal ancestors should be like this.
The leaders and clan members all farm and live in the same way. Well, the first few natural paragraphs are so refreshing and enjoyable to write.
(End of chapter)