Poison brother in ancient times

Chapter 15

The next day was a rainy day. In this kind of weather, the hunting grass would not go out.After eating the morning meal, Jia Chun was in the hut, practicing the insect flute hard for a day, which made his throat and mouth dry and bitter, and his tongue was about to tingle.

"Come and eat." Lie Mao called, Jia Chun responded hoarsely, and went to the big house.The rare deer leg was not there today, but Jia Chun was a little puzzled and didn't take it to heart.The food was broth as usual. As soon as Jia Chun took the bowl, Lie Mao suddenly asked, "Who taught you how to make a whistle?"

"I forgot." Jia Chun took the bowl, and replied naturally with the same expression, "I just vaguely remember someone taught me."

"Show me your whistle."

Jia Chun passed the whistle obediently, although he was so nervous that he was dying.Fortunately, Lie Mao took the insect flute and returned it to him after just looking at it.

Compared with Jia Chun's apprehension, Lie Mao was thinking about another thing.

As soon as Jia Chun started blowing his weird whistle, Haruka began to fidget, and in the end, Shimao had to let it go.Clearly, the whistle was no ordinary instrument.

Different witches have different abilities and have different requirements for themselves. Some witches can't cut their hair, some can't take a bath, and some must keep their virginity for life. If they violate it, their power will be weakened or even lost.A long time ago, Hunting Mao heard that in some powerful tribes, their witches were the same no matter how many years passed, and those witches would re-enter the female body after extreme aging, and then be born as babies.They may not remember completely, but they are indeed the original person.

The temptation of rebirth is huge, but Lie Mao is not wavering in the slightest.Just like what she was thinking when she first met Jia Chun, now she has experienced too many hardships in life.So what about continuing to live and even being young again?It's nothing more than repeating your own heavy life.If the child was indeed a reborn witch, the Stalker admired his courage.Because there are too few good things in life, but too much suffering.

Jia Chun had finished drinking the broth, Lie Mao looked at him, and couldn't help but stretched out his dry hand to stroke his head.The smooth scalp feels very nice to the touch.Jia Chun looked at Lie Mao in confusion, and the old lady smiled back at him.

...Scared pee, okay? Σ(°△°|||)***

The rain stopped, and the moment he left the straw tent, Jia Chun immediately shivered.

One autumn rain and one cool, it is the same in this world.

Rubbing his arms and legs, he threw a stone at Jia Chun's feet with a "snap!" He was the eldest son of Hunting Bird.Jia Chun glanced at the child and didn't bother to talk to him at all.After a while, the hunting grass and the deer legs came out. The deer legs that were already familiar with Jia Chun, this time he was far away again, and Jia Chun touched the defensive two-dog face that occasionally looked over. No brains.

After walking out of the tribe, Jia Chun hesitated for a while, still not wanting to waste time, and finally he would lift up the insect flute hanging around his neck and start practicing.The deer leg groaned and rushed out far away.Usually, when they came out with deer legs, they would have all kinds of fun, but Jia Chun didn't care.Practicing playing the flute did not prevent him from following in the footsteps of the hunter-the only advantage of the primitive society was probably that he would not be afraid of being hit by a car when he was running rampant.

Because he was too focused on the practice, he didn't realize that they had gone farther and more biased than before until his legs were sore.

Putting down the insect flute, Jia Chun was about to start collecting herbs, but was greeted by Lie Mao: "Come here, take this."

What the hunter handed over was a black stone that was one finger long and two finger wide, which looked like obsidian.By the way, Jia Chun sometimes doubts that the old lady also has a storage space, because she can always find all kinds of things from her body.

"Cold or hot?" Lie Mao asked.

"...It's hot." It was hot. Jia Chun thought it was the reason why the old lady kept it next to her body. The stone was warm and comfortable in her hand.

"What can you see in the stone?"

Jia Chun turned around and pointed the obsidian directly at the sun, but after looking at it for a long time, he could only shake his head at the hunting grass.

The hunting mao was a little disappointed, and she signaled Jia Chun to return the stone to her: "Although you can't communicate with the deer legs, they are afraid of you, and with a little training, they will still obey your orders."

These words were nonsensical, but Jia Chun suddenly had a flash of inspiration, remembering that the day he first came, Lie Mao asked him to touch the back of the deer's leg.This piece of obsidian is exactly the same as the two crystals behind Erha's ear.

"Beast... what?"

"War beasts are the incarnations of ancestor spirits. Although they also have the form of beasts, they can communicate with witches and protect the tribe. The biggest difference from ordinary beasts is that soul crystals can be found on the bodies of war beasts. However, different witches can The communication beasts are different, it seems that the form of the beasts you can communicate with is very different from hunting."

It turns out that huskies are called hunters here, and tribes are also called hunters. Huskies should be tribal totems.Suddenly thinking of Hei Pa, Guo Pa, and Xunxing, in fact, the translations are called Husky Hei, Husky Fruit, Husky Star, and Baitu suddenly feels that the whole person is not good. Thinking about it this way, Bai Rui still sounds pretty good.I can't bear to laugh until my stomach hurts.The stone behind the ear of the deer leg was not an ancient craniotomy at all, but it grew naturally.Jia Chun always thought that he was still on the earth, but the time was different.But in front of the evidence of this soul crystal, did he come on an interstellar journey without knowing it?

"...here."

"Ah?" Jia Chun only listened to Lie Mao's last words because he was distracted by things.

"Do what you want to do. I want to find something with Deer Leg. I will come back to you later. You can stay here by yourself." Lie Mao said again patiently.

"Yes." Lie Mao left, but her departure felt deliberate.

However, there was time not to be wasted, and Jia Chun, who was worried, found a rock and sat down to practice.

It’s like this today, and it’s still like this the next day.

Jia Chun himself is indeed a bit talented, and the system does go all out in its duties. In addition, the worm flute seems simple, but it is a special instrument tailor-made for Jia Chun by the system after all, and the difficulty of playing it is very limited.

One day of rain and two days of Lie Mao deliberately leaving, Jia Chun has basically mastered the five-duan sound, and the speed of the cold weather is faster than Jia Chun's phenomenon. When he went out that day, someone was already there. Pack your things, time can no longer be delayed.

The hunting grass was still the same as the previous two days, and left with the deer legs.Jia Chun took out a small stone knife and leveled a small piece of ground—now most of the weeds are withered and yellow lying on the ground, and they are much less tough than when they were emerald and abundant.He sat cross-legged in the small open space nervously and nervously, and blew the bug flute.

The total length of the calling sound is only two or three minutes, and its melody is subtle and light, as if someone is provoking a blade of grass in his heart.When the playing reaches the end, it connects to the beginning again, and when it reaches the end, it connects to the beginning again, just repeating and repeating...

The sounds in the grass changed from rustling to swishing, ants as small as the eye of a needle, and poisonous snakes as thick as an arm. With Jia Chun as the center, the space with a radius of several meters around him was covered in a dense blackness. one slice.

Ants are shaking their antennae, poisonous snakes are shaking their heads, frogs and toads are beating their abdomens, scorpions and centipedes are silent, butterflies and moths are flapping their wings, and hornets are squirming slowly in a group. They seem to be listening to the child's flute attentively. Voice.It stands to reason that such a place where snakes and insects gather will inevitably attract a large number of birds and small animals that feed on them, but the bird calls that can be heard just now have disappeared at some point, and the surroundings are surrounded by nothing but the sound of wind and snakes and insects. The only rustling sound was Jia Chun's flute.

Lie Mao would stop every time he reached the place where the deer legs were no longer disturbed, which was not far from Jia Chun, after all, the sound of his flute was not far away.But this time the deer leg suddenly started to tremble, and it collapsed on the ground, unable to even move.Knowing that something must have happened to Jia Chun, but just like the will to live has been exhausted, curiosity has long since disappeared from Lie Mao.She just stroked the head of the deer's leg again and again, comforting the frightened war beast.

In fact, the kill sound has already been changed, and there are more snakes and insects than he expected.Most of them are actually extremely ugly in appearance. Even after living in the embrace of nature for almost two months, Jia Chun still panicked looking at them.Thinking of wanting to let these snakes and insects devour each other in front of his eyes, and let the snakes and insects that win in the end be his natal Gu... The hairs on Jia Chun's back stand on end—psychological preparation and facts are completely different in front of him one grade.With this hesitation, the call sound was played twice more, and the bugs gathered more and more.

Indecision is not the way to go, Jia Chun gritted his teeth and changed his killing voice, which also made his killing intent weak at first.

Therefore, after the interruption of the calling sound, most of the snakes and insects were not affected by the killing sound. However, the world of snakes and insects is very simple. They don't think about why they ran here, they only react to leave first, and the second reaction is "a lot food/enemy".After all, among these snakes and insects, there are countless natural enemies of each other.So the first wave of snakes and insects killing each other was voluntary.

Originally, Jia Chun was clean within half a foot, but as the snakes and insects became chaotic, these small things began to invade Jia Chun's surrounding area.Looking at those snakes and insects, Jia Chun's heart sank, hesitating now, then his end would be death, and the killing sound became much clearer in an instant.The snakes and insects that invaded Jia Chun's range gradually retreated and mixed into the snakes and insects.Jia Chun thought again, the primitive world is the real survival of the fittest. If you want to live, want to live better, and live like a person, you have to fight hard. Think about hunting stars, a child survived so fiercely and firmly.His soul is obviously older than Xunxing, and from the perspective of Goldfinger, he will be with snakes and insects in the future. If he is afraid of this matter now, how can he have the face to live!