After Shao Xuan returned to Yanjiao, he told several people above the level of the big leader in the tribe. Because of Yang Sui's request, family scandals should not be made public. The ancestors of the Yu tribe did not intend to let the people of the Yu tribe know, and Shao Xuan could not let too many people of the Yanjiao know, so he just talked to people above the level of the big leader. ◎,

Regarding the question of the monster, whether to kill or not, everyone agreed to wait and see first. They wanted to get more unknown things from the monster, especially the two retired old witches. When the pterosaur was resurrected before, they wanted to speculate on the fire seeds that had happened a long time ago based on this strange beast that looked like a bird but not a bird. Unfortunately, the pterosaur cannot speak. Even if it is smarter than some beasts or ferocious beasts, it cannot be compared with humans, nor can it be compared with Caesar and Zhazha who grew up in human tribes. The two retired old witches are destined to not get the information they want to know.

But this time it's different.

The drought tribe where this weird man is located existed, and no relevant records were found in the existing notes of the ancestor Yanjiao. Perhaps because it was too long, even if it was recorded, it was lost in the incident again and again. For example, the catastrophe of heaven and earth a thousand years ago has recovered some "history", but it is not absolutely complete. It would be great if we could learn more about the things of that era from that strange man. After all, memory may be restored and humans can speak, which is different from the situation of the pterosaur. Of course, everything is based on the fact that the strange man does not pose a threat to Yanjiao, otherwise he can only kill him.

The weird guy fell asleep while holding his head in a squat position and never woke up.

Shao Xuan could not stay here all the time. The six people from the Gongjia family were still waiting. Zheng Luo didn't want to delay the creation of goldware. Duo Kang had led a team to hunt not long ago and didn't have to go out again during this period, so Zheng Luo and Duo Kang took turns to guard outside the secret room. This must be kept by them personally, and they were worried about others.

After five days in a row, the strange man in the secret room opened his eyes.

Zheng Luo felt very strange when he was guarding such a silent person. For the first time, he knew that there was such a person.

When Zheng Luo heard the movement, he stood at the door of the secret room and looked in carefully. There was a long wooden box on the ground, which was newly made later. Next to it was a big wooden box of the weirdo, which was originally a coffin-like in the desert. Because of the damage, Shao Xuan directly hit a new one, and then placed the weirdo sleeping in a squat position.

Zhengluo didn't know how Shao Xuan had such an idea. In fact, Shao Xuan just looked at the weird guy and suddenly remembered the zombie.

When Zheng Luo looked in, the curled man in the big wooden box had already placed his hands and feet flat, no longer in his previous stiff posture, but when he moved, he still made some creaking sounds, such as the pulling of bones and muscles.

However, this time the weirdo was unexpectedly quiet.

He should have known that there were people outside, but he ignored it. After sitting up, he remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

When Shao Xuan received the news, the weird guy inside still kept sitting up as he had just woken up.

"How is it?" Shao Xuan asked Zhengluo.

"I have been like that for a long time, and I don't move at all." How could a normal person have some movement, including blinking, but when the person inside doesn't move, he really doesn't move, his eyelids don't move, and his whole person seems to be frozen again, stiffened there, his chest does not have any ups and downs in his breath, and he cannot hear the heartbeat. He can't even see the pulse beat.

Shao Xuan was wondering in his heart, why is this person so quiet?

Zheng Luo looked at Shao Xuan holding a fine pottery bottle in his hand. After smelling it, he smelled it and felt a sense of blood. He knew it in his heart.

When Shao Xuan entered, he didn't know whether he noticed Shao Xuan's arrival or smelled the bloody smell, and the person who had been frozen there was looking up at Shao Xuan.

"Awaken? Do you drink?" Shao Xuan handed over the fine pottery bottle in his hand. This was the fresh ferocious beast blood he got from the slaughtered place.

Even though this person doesn't seem to be trying to attack people now, Shao Xuan is still vigilant.

The weird man glanced at Shao Xuan, and his expression did not change much. He raised his hand to take the pottery bottle from Shao Xuan's hand, stared at the fine-mouthed pottery bottle, and he could not control his strength. He could only hear the cracking sound. A hole as big as a fist was pinched out of the pottery bottle. The crack was still widening, and blood was flowing out of the rupture. The man quickly blocked it with one hand and lightened the other hand. He probably didn't expect this thing to be so fragile.

After looking at it, the weird man pulled out the plug with his mouth and sniffed his nose. Only in this way can he show more obvious breathing characteristics.

Without hesitation, the man directly held the bottle and started pouring it into his mouth.

All I could hear in the secret room.

For people with limited strength, the body cannot bear the blood of the ferocious beast when they drank too much. Just like when Shao Xuan was a junior totem warrior, drinking a little could replace a meal. But this person ate the whole ferocious beast's leg that day, and I don't know if it was because of this reason that he would sleep for several days. This time, he was not so anxious, and he kept swallowing the animal blood at an even speed, and drank nearly four liters of the animal blood.

"Thank you."

Although the voice was a bit strange, Shao Xuan still understood what he said and raised his eyebrows. He saw him not saying a sound, and he looked very smooth, as if he was very familiar with it.

"What did you remember?" Shao Xuan asked.

"Many." The man paused and continued, "My name is Ganche, and Ganche, the Han tribe."

The man calmly told Shao Xuan about the matter about the Han tribe, which was similar to what Yang Sui told him, but what Gan Che said was more detailed.

People in the arid tribes like drought, and they also like the sun that causes drought, so they will have a circle in their totem. They can survive normally in a drought environment. On the contrary, they will be quite uncomfortable in places with sufficient rain and may even get sick.

Such a strong physique can get sick in a humid environment, which sounds ridiculous, but it is indeed the case.

The central area of ​​the arid tribe is the most drought, with soil sand, especially near the fire pits, full of yellow sand. It can be said that the fire pits of the arid tribe are built on yellow sand, which is similar to the sand in the desert today.

Because the trees are sparse in arid places, even if the people of the Han Tribe mastered the method of drilling wood to make fire, they did not often burn fire. This also made them develop the habit of continuing to eat raw, just like the way Shao Xuan and the others saw before, eating animal legs.

It was not until the battle between the Yu Tribe and the Han Tribe that Gan Che showed obvious emotional fluctuations, and there seemed to be blood flowing in his red eyes.

At that time, there were not many people in the Han tribe and the Yu tribe. It was about seven or eight hundred, but the people at that time were stronger. They were also junior totem warriors, and one person could match the two of them now. Even more. The key to the strength of a tribe is not the population, but the total strength. Of course, generally speaking, a strong tribe also has a larger population. However, at that time, seven or eight hundred were already considered a large tribe, and the population could not be compared with the present.

During the war, the situation seemed to be that the Han tribe had the advantage. The desertification range expanded, and the people of the Yu tribe eventually left. However, the Yu tribe didn't know that the Han tribe seemed to have won the war, but it paid a heavy price. There was a problem with their fire. The people of the tribe fell one by one due to the fire, and the fire also tended to collapse. The witches of the Han tribe at that time could not control it, so the desertification expanded. The larger the desertification range, the more the fire was consumed.

In the end, the Han Tribe Witch made a decision in regret. If it continues like this, the fire may disappear, and the people of the Han Tribe will disappear in the world. Therefore, the Han Tribe Witch selected ten people, plus the witch himself. There were eleven people in total, using themselves as sacrifices, and trying to stop the fire from continuing to consume.

"It's a pity that the final failure and the fire disappeared!" Gan Qi looked sad, but fortunately he did not riot.

Perhaps it was because the most sad time had passed. Shao Xuan guessed and continued to listen to Gan Qi's narration.

After that, the witches of the Han tribe were seriously injured. There were only eleven Ganche and the others in the Han tribe. They dug an underground cave and buried the dead tribes in the cave. Later, after a few years, Ganche could not remember how many years had passed. The witches of the Han tribe who were already unconscious could no longer support them. The ten Ganches did not want to continue to live. The fire was gone and their hearts were ashamed. What's the point of living? They followed the witch into the underground cave and wanted to die with the witch, and perhaps they could see their tribe members after death.

Although Gan Qi's words are pronounced strangely, they are not fast and fluent, and Shao Xuan can understand what he said.

Ganche looked at his hands. He was able to wake up, which means they were not really dead.

"There is a question I want to talk about." Seeing that Gan Che had regained his rationality and did not seem to be crazy, Shao Xuan said, "I found the power of the fire in your bones, that is, your fire did not disappear at that time, but merged into the bodies of you eleven people."

Gan Qi looked up at Shao Xuan and asked anxiously: "Take it serious?"

"Didn't you notice it? This is the territory of our Yanjiao tribe. Have you felt the fire?" Shao Xuan asked.

"No...no fire...how could there be no..." Gan Che could no longer remain calm.

"Now more and more tribes have chosen to integrate the primitive fire into the bodies of tribes, because the primitive fire will weaken. If it is integrated into the blood of tribes, it can not only ensure that the fire will not continue to weaken naturally, but also continue to be passed down with the blood of tribes, and the blood and fire are of the same origin." Shao Xuan and Gan Che briefly talked about the matters on the sea and on the sea, and focused on explaining why everyone chose this path.

"It turns out...it turns out that it's not that the fire is gone...it's...it's..." Gan Qi looked sad, but he couldn't cry. Even his emotions were not as excited as Shao Xuan imagined.

"So, can our Han tribe continue to exist?" Gan Che's eyes showed surprise, but the next moment, Shao Xuan poured cold water on it.

"I'm afraid you don't know anything about the desert yet. Do you know how you got here?" Shao Xuan asked.

Gan Qi looked at Shao Xuan and waited for the words behind Shao Xuan. Since he woke up, he inexplicably felt that Shao Xuan was trustworthy. He could not control this feeling, perhaps because of the influence of the power that Shao Xuan awakened him.

Shao Xuan briefly talked about the desert trip.

The Yu tribe and the Han tribe were mortal enemies. The war that year caused both of them to suffer losses. One of the powerful tribes became an unknown small tribe and almost couldn't survive. The other seemed to be a winner, but in fact he lost even worse and almost lost the entire tribe. But now Shao Xuan didn't want to see them fight, so he could only lead hatred to the desert.

"I guess, your other nine tribe members may not be in good condition." Shao Xuan was not making random guesses, they were all well-founded.

The people in Yanling can enslave the dead and make them puppets. Now it seems that the people of the Han tribe have been dug up by the Yanling people and distributed them to each controller, just because the Han tribe's special physique is not easy to enslave, and Shao Xuan doesn't know how many Han tribes have been turned into puppets now.

Every time Shao Xuan said, the evil spirit that he was willing to do was strengthened, and the air seemed to be filled with sticky blood, which made Zheng Luo, who was outside the secret room, trembling and alert to prevent the people inside from suddenly attacking.

If you don't believe it, I have a way, but I don't know how high the success rate is, because I can't be sure whether things will happen.

"How long?" Gan Qi asked. If he had to wait too long, he would immediately leave here and go to the desert to investigate.

"It's soon. Whether it can happen depends on these days." Shao Xuan said.

Gan Che did not leave and stayed in this secret room. He would follow what Shao Xuan said and continue to wait here until what Shao Xuan said happened.

Seeing Shao Xuan coming out of the secret room, Zheng Luo hurried forward and asked, "Did he really remember it?"

"It seems."

"Is it because when I woke up, my head had not returned to normal, and I had just slept and became normal?" Zheng Luo guessed, and then thought of what Shao Xuan said just now, "How do you need to arrange it? Send more people?"

"No, just follow the past, it's not good to be too deliberate."

"That's right. Then what will he eat?" Zheng Luo thought again.

"Send someone to send him a bottle of blood. He regained his sanity, and he would not attack us before he figured out the matter. But just in case, be careful. If I have time, I will do it."

"Don't worry, just take care of that." Zheng Luo pointed to the direction of Yanjiao headquarters. He also wanted to get his own crystal goldware as soon as possible. "I'm here. If the situation is different, I will go find you."

Shao Xuan talked to Zhengluo and Duokang again, and after making arrangements, he left the trading area and went to the headquarters. The crystal goldware had already begun to be built, and Gong Jiaren and the others were not adapted, so Shao Xuan had to go over and stare.

Two days later.

At night, a black shadow ran along the roadside of the empty trading area, like a ghost in the night. His breath was also hidden very well. When he ran, he was combined with the sound of the gust of wind, which was difficult to detect. At least no one could notice it in the room he passed by.

The black shadow approached the Yanhe Fort, and then found a gap for the guard to leave, climbing up against the stone wall like a gecko.

"Hey, what are you doing there?" Several Flame-horned warriors held the water moon stone and asked the person squatting on the ground not far away against the fortress wall.

"I have a stomachache, so I haven't followed them to patrol for the time being." The person who stood up had similar styles and accessories to those who were patrolling Yanhe Castle, and that face was also one of the people patrolling here.

"Is it serious?" asked one person with concern.

"Not serious, just take a break."

A few Yanjiao warriors laughed not far away, "What did you steal from? Or do you mean to make excuses to be lazy? Don't be caught by Elder Zhengluo."

"Oh, I know!" The person standing by the wall waved, "You guys hurry up and go patrol, don't be lazy."

"Hey, I'm still talking about us?" The few flame horn warriors smiled and left.

After the flame horn warriors left, the smile on the faces of the people leaning against the wall and the faces that were twitching due to the pain gradually turned into mockery.

The guards of the Yankee are nothing more than that!

He sneaked into Yanhe Fort, his body retracted into a dark corner. No one could notice him on patrolling outside, and no one would pass by at this time.

He took out a wooden round box, twisted the lid, and there was a brown-yellow worm with a fingernail length inside.

The man watched the worms in the box squirming against the wall of the round box until he stopped and hit the wall of the box with his head.

Seeing this, the man covered the lid and sneaked quietly towards the direction the worm pointed. He avoided the Yankee man who was at night, walked and stopped, looked at the direction of the worm, and found the approximate location of the entrance to the underground secret room.

There was someone moving around. The man waited for a while, and his hands on his back shook gently. A thin piece of the wings popped up, and the sharp claws of a crushed beast were shaped like a flattened one.

Just as he was about to kill the two Yanjiao people guarding there, he heard footsteps coming, and he had to wait first.
To be continued...