Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Shao Xuan didn't expect the old man to change his tone of command. He was probably used to it on weekdays, and he couldn't change it for a while. It was rare to say "help".

Seeing the old man so excited, Shao Xuan looked in the direction he pointed.

It is another grass on the long mountain wall, but this grass looks very ordinary and has no patterns. Compared with the grass at Shao Xuan's feet, the leaves are slightly narrower and longer.

"What kind of grass is that, and what's the use?" Shao Xuan asked.

"do not know."

Shao Xuan: "...I don't know why you are so excited?"

"I'm excited because I don't know! I've never seen that kind of grass before." The old man stared straight at the mountain wall and urged Shao Xuan: "Hurry up!"

Shao Xuan shook his head, not following the old man's knowledge. However, picking grass on the mountain wall was only a matter for Shao Xuan for a while. It was not too difficult, and Shao Xuan was not too entangled. As before, Shao Xuan dug down the grass with the old man's knife and threw it to the old man.

Except for some herbs that were often used in the tribe and those plants that were recorded, there are many other plants that Shao Xuan does not know. After arriving here, there are even more plants that he does not know. What's special, I want to see how this old man treats it.

I saw the old man after careful observation and smell, cut off a leaf, bit the tip of the leaf, and tasted it carefully.

"Does it taste good?" Shao Xuan asked.

The old man shook his head, "No smell, very strange, not even grassy."

"What do you think?" Shao Xuan asked again.

"Thinking? There is a... bad feeling." The old man commented.

Feeling bad, you still continue to eat?

Shao Xuan saw the old man eat a whole leaf, and then the old man's face began to twitch, not the kind of suffering, but really uncontrollable convulsions, and his complexion turned a strange blue-gray.

poisonous!

"Spit it out!" Shao Xuan said quickly. Look around, break off a branch, and peel off the outer skin. Going to help the old man induce vomiting.

The old man whose complexion quickly turned blue-grey saw Shao Xuan holding a branch and trying to probe his throat.

Knowing what he was going to do, he turned his head to avoid the outstretched branches, and stretched out his arms to push towards Shao Xuan: "Ni beat Kai!"

Shao Xuan was stunned for a while before he realized that the old man was disgusting him for getting in the way and let himself go away.

OK, go away, go away. Shao Xuan thought to himself: It's not me who was poisoned, I'm in a hurry.

I thought the old man would induce vomiting by himself, or hide some herbs to detoxify. However, the old man's performance surprised Shao Xuan.

The old man's face was blue and gray, and the folds on his face were further wrinkled because of the pain. After staggering two steps, the old man sat down against the mountain wall.

"Hey, Laoju, are you really okay? Don't take some detox?" Shao Xuan advised.

The old man didn't speak, just waved his hand softly, and sat there still. Don't speak, close your eyes, if not for the slight ups and downs of your chest. At first glance, it really makes people think that he has died.

His breath is getting weaker.

Shao Xuan stared at the old man, is this old man courting death?

Eating things that you have never seen before, without throwing up, just holding back the poison, isn’t that killing it? Suspect long life?

Suddenly, Shao Xuan found some black lines on the old man's body, like extended leaves, on his face and arms. This black pattern appeared on the parts that were exposed outside the clothes.

Totem pattern?

A fire appeared in Shao Xuan's mind. This fire is the source of strength in the old man's body, just. The difference is that there is a vague shadow in this fire, like a grass or something, can't see clearly, surrounded by fire.

The blue and red flames are intertwined, not only does not appear to be weakening, but it has the momentum of burning more and more vigorously. The flames swelled and expanded, and the faint shadow in the fireball was like a weak seedling, rising and growing.

Looking at the lines on the old man's body, the original black lines gradually turned into bright green, and the gray on the old man's face also began to subside, and the dead aura was expelled, replaced by a very strong aura of life.

When the blue and gray on the old man's face disappeared completely, the green lines also faded away, and everything became normal again. Just looking at the old man's current appearance, no one would have thought that the old man had almost been poisoned by eating a piece of poisonous weed just now. If Shao Xuan hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have thought of it.

No wonder he had no fear, he pushed himself away with such force just now that he had the ability to save his life. Shao Xuan calmed down.

The old man let out a long sigh, opened his eyes, and took a closer look at the inconspicuous grass in his hand that he had not put down, his eyes lit up.

Seeing the old man carefully put away the grass, Shao Xuancai asked, "Are you really all right?"

"It's okay, it's just a little poison." The old man said indifferently. In that calm tone, he really didn't take the seemingly dangerous situation just now to his heart.

This is the case with this old man. If it were someone else, he would have been poisoned to death.

"I have tasted more than 100 kinds of grasses since I entered the mountain, and there are poisonous weeds. This one is not the most poisonous." The old man said casually.

Seeing the smugness that flashed in the old man's eyes, Shao Xuan wanted to praise him, but he held it back.

I thought that Shao Xuan would be amazed, but who would have waited and waited, when he looked up, the old man found that Shao Xuan lifted his foot and left. He didn't care about anything else, so he hurried to catch up. He also counted on Shao Xuan to help him pick grass. Before meeting Shao Xuan, he also saw a lot of unfamiliar grass, but he couldn't pick it, and he broke an arm, so he had to give up. It's different now. It's easy to have someone who helps pick the grass.

Because of the old man, Shao Xuan did not follow the shortest route. Sometimes he would go over the mountains to find some plants, but the general direction remained the same, but the distance was long.

Shao Xuan followed the old man to collect some poisons and wound medicines, and got to know a lot of plants. It is rare to meet someone to listen to him. When the old man is interested, he will also talk about the distribution of various medicinal herbs. He has traveled a lot and learned a lot.

From the old man's words, Shao Xuan not only learned about various medicinal plants, but also the distribution of some tribes and cities. In general, this trip was worthwhile.

The old man told Shao Xuan that he could judge what was going in that direction based on some flying insects, what changes were happening to the plants there, and different insects had different preferences. If they were looking for something, it would save a lot of time.

"Of course, in addition to these flying bugs, you can also judge based on some other beasts, such as..." The old man was about to point to a small bird and was about to say something, his ears shook twice, and the old man's eyes With a flash of light, he couldn't care about the bird anymore, looked at one place, and raised his hand to signal Shao Xuan not to make a sound.

Shao Xuan looked over there, and there was a cluster of low grass, which was the densest grass around.

And from the back of the grass, there is an animal with gray and white fur that looks like a mouse hiding behind it. After listening carefully to the movement around it, it sticks its head out, props up its front, sniffs the air, and then swoops. Jumped out.

"Quick, follow it!" The old man suppressed his excitement and urged Shao Xuan in a low voice. (To be continued)