Shao Xuan knew that people in the tribe would be very curious about things falling outside, but people like Lei who usually look like "Boss Witch, my second brother" and always have a serious face will be so excited.↖

Xing's nose wings swayed, his nostrils expanded, and his vigorous breathing became rapid, each time heavier than the previous time, and his old face turned red.

"This...this is..."

Xing carefully picked up the stone and looked carefully. At this age, whether it was hunting or grinding stone tools, he had much more experience than most people in the tribe. Naturally, he could see that the time for polishing this stone was not too long, maybe only a few years, or at most a dozen years.

However, since this stone is not something left by our ancestors, where does it come from?!

Thinking of the witch rushing over, it really shouldn't be for the sake of a guy at the foot of the mountain. Then, the main purpose of the witch coming is naturally this stone.

Thinking of this, Xing didn't care about the 30-person quota, the opening of new routes, or the competition between the two sides. The only thing he wanted to know now was the origin of this stone!

The witch sat there, but now she was not as anxious as before. Although her breathing was still a little unstable and her hand holding the cane was still shaking, her face had returned to her usual calm and profound appearance.

"This is exactly why I came." Wu said.

When Xing unconsciously leaned his body towards Wu, pricked up his ears to listen carefully, Wu said slowly in a slight trembling voice: "A Xuan, tell Lao Xing, how did you get this stone?"

Xing Yi was stunned. His eyes widened and he looked at Shao Xuan. Wu's words surprised him.

What, did Ah Xuan get this stone? Where did he get it?

No, this kid has disappeared for nearly a year!

"You, say it!" Facing Shao Xuan, Xing, there was no such a good tone. His uncontrollable rush and his usual habitual speech style sounded like an interrogation. His eyes were like two sharp knives, and he wanted to poke you.

However, Shao Xuan didn't care about Xing's tone. Wu was here, Xing had no choice.

"That's how it is..."

Shao Xuan briefly explained the origin of the stone, because he saw that Xing was so anxious, so he skipped a lot and focused on how he got the stone.

"Return... it's the 'return' tribe!" Xing looked at Wu with red eyes and said, "You are here to be sure, right?"

Wu nodded, "So, I hope you will take that thing out and take a look."

He took a deep breath. Xing carefully put the stone in his hand back. As if he was treating fragile items, every subtle movement was extremely cautious and controlled the force, for fear that he would accidentally break a corner of the stone.

If Xing's family knew that Xing, who was usually decisive and extremely powerful, had such a gentle attitude, would probably be shocked.

Xing’s room was about twenty square meters. In addition to a stone table, a few wooden chairs and a bed, there was also a particularly large stone jar. There were other boxes of all sizes.

Half kneeled on the ground, Xing opened the stone jar, stretched out his hands, took out a stone box inside, and was also cautious, and every move seemed to be after repeated consideration.

Shao Xuan also noticed that when Xing looked at the stone box holding it, his eyes were full of reverence and his emotions were very enthusiastic. His originally knife-like eyes were staring at the stone box at this moment, as if everything around him was nothing.

Carefully place the stone box on the table and open the stone box.

Shao Xuan stretched his neck and looked in. There was a box inside.

There are some wood chips between the large and small boxes, which are obviously intended to serve as a buffering protection.

Xing took out the small box and carefully wiped off the wood chips outside. The gentleness was extremely extreme than beating people.

Open the lid.

There were also some wood chips inside, and the things in the middle were wrapped in thick animal skins. Shao Xuan had been hunting for so long that he could naturally see the quality of this animal skin at a glance. It was the skin of a high-level ferocious beast.

Generally, the fur on high-level ferocious beasts is very hard, but there are softer areas, which is only relatively rare.

The best stones, special wood chips, and this rare animal skin were all designed to protect the thing inside, which made Shao Xuan even more curious and stared at Xing's movements.

Xing carefully and focused on carrying out the things inside, opening the wrapped animal skin, and the items protected inside were immediately presented to Shao Xuan.

Shao Xuan stared at the table, the thing that was watched eagerly by Zheng and Wu, treated like an extremely precious treasure, blinked, blinked again, and looked over again.

Shao Xuan didn't know what expression he should have to express his mood at this moment, but he just felt that a group of fearful cranes in his heart ran over and ran over with their mouths.

Before this, when I saw Wu and Xing's attitude, based on what they said, it was inferred that Xing might have something outside, which was extremely precious. Therefore, Shao Xuan thought that it was probably a rare treasure, such as the ice cubes he had seen from the mountains near Yingshan, the skins, silks of white worms, or fire crystals, or even more rough things, such as a part of a higher-level ferocious beast, people in the tribe like to treasure that.

But I didn't expect to see something like this...unexpected.

The item that was treated with care was a clay pot, and it was painted pottery.

There were some paintings on the clay pot, but the style was somewhat similar to the paintings on the stone he brought back, and each stroke was curled like a whirlpool.

Seeing Shao Xuan staring at the clay pot on the table, Xing couldn't help but raise his mouth.

"I haven't seen it before!" Xing smiled proudly.

Shao Xuan: “…”

"You're stupid!" Xing continued to smile proudly.

Shao Xuan: “…”

"This is a treasure passed down from my ancestors. It comes from outside. It is not made of stone!" Xing felt that Shao Xuan, the boy at the foot of the mountain, had no knowledge and probably didn't know the preciousness of this pottery jar, because the tribe has not successfully made a pottery until now. Even if there were animal skin scrolls that made pottery handed down by his ancestors, they had never succeeded.

Later, things left over thousands of years ago naturally became priceless treasures of the tribe. They carried too many secrets that cannot be said and cannot be disclosed in tribes, and the people who kept the clay pots naturally formed a sense of superiority.

Although these pots are very fragile, and although they cannot bring much power benefits to the totem warriors, even so, even if others take out the most powerful beast, they will not use it for exchange!

"Like that family, there are treasures passed down from ancestors, and they are also clay pots. Unfortunately, there is no painting on the clay pot in their house. It's very ugly, and it's close to my clay pot. Oh, it's simply a fragile herbivores, the difference between a ferocious carnivore!" Xing continued.

In the hearts of the tribe, those animals that are not powerful and vegetarian are all cowards and they don’t like them. However, those carnivorous beasts with tough appearances and bloodthirsty personality are not the case. They are strong people, real strong people in the mountains and forests. They always look up to the strong people.

Shao Xuan: "..." The old man was so proud that he raised his tail! The smug smile that could not be concealed no matter how serious the old face made people want to punch him.

No wonder when I listened to gossip from senior tribes, I always heard quarrels between Xing and other old men. In addition to the style of doing things, it was probably because of his family’s painted pottery. This is a sense of superiority.

Shao Xuan opened his mouth, but he really didn't know what to say. Perhaps this is the difference between non-natives and indigenous people.

Shao Xuan observed the clay pot. The paintings on the clay pot had a natural factor. The simple lines were like clouds and winds. In addition, there was a human face. However, each stroke was drawn with lines curled with vortexes, which looked exaggerated. The painter consciously abstracted the human pattern. The lines had three colors: red, brown and brown, and were decorated around the pottery in the form of painting.

For tribes, this is not only a formal beauty, but more importantly, these paintings also contain totem images involving tribal witchcraft rituals, giving people a sense of peculiarity. This is also a sign of identifying a tribe. When you see the patterns painted in this style, you will know which tribe is produced.

Xing also said just now that this is something produced by a tribe called "Hui". So, the ancestors of the tribe had diplomacy with the "Hui" tribe?

Wu looked at Xing who started talking about Xing again, and shook his head with a wry smile. Once he talked about this painted pottery, Xing would always be like this, which was completely different from usual.

After talking for a while, seeing that no one of the other two responded, Xing thought of the stone that Shao Xuan took out, closed his mouth angrily, and thought of the pattern on the stone just now. Xing Xiaojing picked up the pottery jar and asked Shao Xuan and Wu to look at the pattern at the bottom of the pottery jar, which was exactly the same pattern on the stone.

"It should be the 'return' tribe." Xing Gan said. Once upon a time, he always thought that what the ancestors said about external fall was too far away from the tribe, and it was so far away that it would be difficult to encounter one for tens of millions of years. Even apart from the old objects left by the ancestors, there was no other new thing from external fall.

Unexpectedly, I could see one today. Does this mean that in his lifetime, he might also see things from other tribes like "returning" to tribes, or people?

When I thought about it, Xing felt extremely excited. He looked at Wu eagerly, hoping to get a definite answer from Wu, at least, it would be better to have a hope. Wu is the wisest person in the tribe. If anyone can solve this big problem, except Wu, Xing will never think of others.

"I have an idea." Wu told Xing about what he had thought about and flying out of the tribe through Zhazha.

Listening to Wu's words carefully, Xing nodded, "Yes, there are indeed many obstacles in the mountains and forests. If only he could fly over, it would be great."

Shao Xuan listened to Wu and Xing’s discussion and interrupted: “Actually, you can try passing through that big river.”

The two people who were thinking about how to fly over the mountain swamp were looking at Shao Xuan at the same time. (To be continued, please search for Piao Tianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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