Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Shao Xuan and the others chose to use this most direct way of hunting, in fact, to shock these people.

Don't these people think that the Yanjiao people are savage and rude? Then show them savagely and rudely, and let them know that when you enter the forest, don't think too much and be obedient.

The fifth day into the forest.

A group of more than 60 people walked in the mountains and forests. The initial discomfort has passed. Now, these tribes from the central region or grasslands have begun to understand some of the most basic skills to survive in this forest.

Above the criss-crossing vine net, a huge face nearly two meters high suddenly appeared. Two dark eyes seemed to be staring at the direction of the team. The terrifying Sen Han came.

When they first saw such a face, many people in the team were startled and almost started, but fortunately they were stopped by Shao Xuan in time, otherwise everyone would suffer.

But now, seeing such a face again, the other people in the team, apart from feeling a little awkward, have been able to deal with it relatively calmly. The Flaming Horners are right. Sometimes, what looks terrifying on the surface is actually not the case, and most of them are listed as objects to be ignored.

After the team had all passed through here, the face that suddenly appeared on the net of vines gradually changed color, like a canvas washed by detergent, and was folded, and the two sides began to fold in half at the same time.

After a while, a strangely striped butterfly flew from the vine net, towards a darker place where the vines were denser and the sunlight was barely visible.

This is actually a kind of butterfly in the beast forest. They usually like to rest on the nets intertwined with vines, but when they are resting, they usually have their wings standing, unless they feel a strange visitor or danger. Only then will the wings be slammed open and flat, and the patterns on the wings will scare away the approaching people or beasts.

If someone attacks it, it will shake its wings and shake up the sneezing powder on the wings, even some larger beasts inhale such powder. Also sneeze in place for nearly an hour.

After walking for a while, everyone found a place to rest.

Along the way, they have learned too much. The original dissatisfaction caused by the "sincerity" that the Yanjiao people wanted has disappeared completely. At the same time, they are also fortunate that they chose to give "sincerity" at that time. Instead of choosing to enter the mountains by themselves like the Tianshan tribes.

I don't know what the current situation of the Tianshan tribe is, and it will not be much better.

There are some tiny flying insects around. The Yanjiao people said that they should not pay attention to these small flying insects, so everyone put down their defenses a little and devoted more energy to pay attention to the surroundings.

Over the past few days, their clothes, whether they were sackcloth or silk, had been stained with a lot of stains, sweat, animal blood, grass mud that covered the smell, and so on. body. Because there is no time to clean. Now the temperature in the woods is still high, and everyone has a stench on their bodies.

But even so. They also had no choice, because all kinds of beasts and beasts in the mountains and forests are very sensitive to unfamiliar smells and blood, and now they all have a strange smell on them. But at least a lot of times, when encountering beasts that they don't want to face, they can hide and not be noticed.

There are many flying insects the size of sesame seeds around, probably smelling the smell of everyone, and they have not dispersed for a long time, but they have gathered more and more.

"This is where you usually hunt?" Qu Ce raised his hand and waved away the flying insects.

"Yeah." Shao Xuan chewed on the unfinished meat that was roasted yesterday. Simply answer.

The Hui tribe is not bad. For the other tribes, such as Mang and Weiba, who are mainly planted, it is difficult for them to understand the behavior of Yanjiao who often travels to the dangerous mountains and forests to hunt. Moreover, they run so far as soon as they run. It's been a few days since I walked, and I haven't left the hunting range of Yanjiao.

After the Yanjiao tribe came to their homeland, they opened up two hunting routes, and here is one of them.

After eating the meat, Shao Xuan got up and looked into the distance,

The terrain here is not high, but fortunately there are not too dense trees, and the field of vision can be seen farther.

There is a stream not far away, where they just took the water. For the Yanjiao people, drinking directly is no problem. Anyway, they are used to it, and their bodies can withstand it, but the other tribes can't. Drinking the water here indiscriminately may cause diarrhea due to discomfort. Shao Xuan asked them to take water and boil it before drinking it.

Shao Xuan was planning to discuss the next itinerary with Duokang and Mai, his ears moved slightly, his eyes flashed, his right foot moved half a step back, and his right arm suddenly stuck out.

call!

Qu Ce and the others, who were not far away, saw a shadow of a hand flashing by. When they looked again, Shao Xuan was already holding something in his hand.

"This is..." Several people who were close came to look at it.

It was the first time they came to such a place, and they still had a lot to learn from the Yanjiao people. Although they were often not used to the behavior of the Yanjiao people, they had to say that in terms of the survival experience of the fierce beasts in the mountains and forests, they followed the Yanjiao people. The horns are far worse. Therefore, if you don't understand, you should ask shamelessly, and if you understand it, you can avoid unnecessary dangers and troubles.

"Mosquitoes are the kind that suck blood." Shao Xuan frowned, clenched fist, forefinger and thumb carefully moved away.

The thing held by Shao Xuan was still struggling, and a "fine needle" longer than Shao Xuan's little finger stretched out and swayed.

Shao Xuan pressed his thumb on the "fine needle" accurately, using his fingertips hard.

I only heard a slight crisp sound of "bang", as if something hard was broken.

Although the sound is not loud, and there are even various bird calls from the distant mountains and forests, but with the hearing power of the few people present, it is not impossible to hear it.

Seeing this scene, the muscles on Qu Ce and the others twitched hard.

What happened to that "boom" sound just now? Is that a mosquito mouth? Why does it sound like a hard needle?

This thing sucks blood too?

make fun of me! How would you feel if you were stung?

Shao Xuan opened his clenched fist and handed the dead mosquito to Qu Ce and others for study. With that one blow just now, he broke the "thin needle" that was swinging like a syringe needle, that is, the piercing-sucking mouthpart of mosquitoes.

The half-dead mosquito, which had its mouthpart broken and was pinched by Shao Xuan, had long since lost its ability to move, and had not lived long. Shao Xuan gave the complete mosquito corpse to Qu Ce and others, so that they could take a good look at this kind of mountain and forest. Noticing that the extremely dangerous creature also facilitates his next actions.

Qu Ce brought up the mosquito corpse and looked at it. Although there were also very powerful mosquitoes in the place where they lived, they could suck people up, but compared to the one in front of them, the level of danger was still not as good.

Ignoring those people who study mosquitoes, Shao Xuan said with Mai and the others, "It's not right."

Although a group of people over there were studying the mosquitoes in the mountains and forests, they also put their ears up and paid attention to Shao Xuan's words. After hearing what Shao Xuan said, they quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

"They shouldn't have appeared at this time." Shao Xuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It's like winter now?"

No one refuted that summer.

It was so strange, even worse than last year, that everyone felt uneasy, especially since they had been told by the witch of the tribe that unpredictable changes might happen, and they were especially worried.

"In this weather, such mosquitoes will definitely appear in groups." Shao Xuan said.

In groups? !

Looking at the dead mosquito and thinking about the possible mosquito swarms, the group couldn't help shivering in unison.

"Mosquito swarms also appear during the day?" someone asked.

"What do you think?" Shao Xuan glanced at the mosquito, and then glanced at the surrounding woods that were blocked from the sun.

"What should I do?" Someone asked anxiously.

"Naturally there is a way. You need to paint something, but it may be a little uncomfortable. You can bear it, and you can avoid those mosquitoes. Listen to me." Shao Xuan said and gestured towards Tuo.

Tuo nodded, then left with Mai, and when they reappeared, they had already wrapped some black mud with large leaves, with a strange stench.

Looking at the black mud handed over by the Yanjiao man, the faces of several tribes turned black.

Which pit was this dug out of? !

"What is this, and where did it come from? Do you really want to paint it?" Reed Ye's voice was difficult. Are you kidding us?

"As you choose, we are just leading the way." Shao Xuan said indifferently.

"Then why don't you paint?" Someone argued.

Shao Xuan and the others lifted their sleeves together, revealing the lines of paint on their arms from the shoulders to the fingers, "We painted it before we came out, it was mixed with herbs and paint, this is our inflammation. The habit of horns. I just didn’t expect that there would be mosquito swarms at this time, and I didn’t bring much medicine, so you can only make do with this mud.”

The faces of Reed Ye and the others turned even darker. But for the sake of safety, I still endured and smeared the black mud on my body with the broken branches.

However, at dusk, they knew that Shao Xuan really didn't lie to them, and the resentment in their hearts was less.

In the woods ahead, the humming movement echoed, and even if you didn't pass, you could know the possible situation there.

They simply can't tell how many mosquitoes there are based on the sound.

"Keep walking, there is still a long way to go to the resting place tonight." The Yanjiao man who led the way did not stop, and the people behind could only keep up.

There were more and more buzzing sounds in the ears, and the movement of the wings vibrating when the mosquitoes flew by could be heard clearly, stimulating everyone's eardrums.

The tense nerves in everyone's brains throbbed. Although the light was dim at this time, with their eyesight, they could still see the needle-like mouth on the mosquito's body.

Too much.

The mosquito swarms in front are almost all over the woods, from the place close to the ground to the branches above, they are all flying mosquitoes! All blocked sight.

However, every time a mosquito flies by, it will avoid the person walking by and will not pounce on it and bite.

The hearts of the people who were hanging up were gradually let go. The breath that had been held back was slowly released.

"As I said, it's right to listen to us." Shao Xuandao, who led the way in front. (To be continued.)

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