Traveling through ancient times: Savages are hungry for food

Both Sang Tian and Cang suddenly stopped in their tracks, as if they were nailed to the ground from behind.

The thoughts in my head have just turned half a circle.

No? What did he just say?

Was that prescription created by his brother?

But this prescription was indeed given to Sang Tian by Wu!

Sang Tian swallowed and said.

"Brother, how long have you been gone?"

"More than sixty years."

Sang Tian opened her mouth, but her throat felt like it was blocked by a ball of hot cotton wool, and she couldn't squeeze out a single word.

Since Wu saved the leader of Tianlang, he has been living in Tianlang. It has probably been more than 60 years now.

No one knows anything about the witch's background or origin.

Could this be his original home?

The truth behind it was like a punctured abscess, suddenly rushing before my eyes with a fishy and hot smell.

Sang Tian and Cang could only see stars.

How could it be such a coincidence?

The witch was shocked when he saw the two of them react like this.

He concluded that the two of them must know the whereabouts of his brother.

He immediately couldn't control himself and yelled at the two of them.

"Tell me quickly, where is he? What is your relationship?"

Sang Tian and Cang looked at each other without saying a word.

Why did the witch leave such a good environment to the tribe without asking for money?

Traveling alone through the vast forest to the land where the Sirius is?

Not only has he never been back here in all these years, he has never even mentioned it.

There must be a secret in this.

If the two of them revealed the witch's location so easily, who knows if they would get into trouble.

"We won't reveal anything to you until we understand the whole story!" Cang said sternly.

The old man nodded and paused slightly.

He narrowed his eyes as if in compromise.

"Never mind. Come here."

A few people moved over and sat down to chat.

"My brother and I are born of the same mother. He was raised by the previous witch and has a very high talent.

I was born over a decade after my brother, and since childhood I've been following him around, imitating him. My talent is nowhere near his, and besides, a tribe can only have one shaman. My brother is the chosen one, and the shaman, my parents, and I are determined not to let me learn any more.

But my brother would still teach me carefully every day after he came back. This prescription was taught to me by him at that time.

At first, I thought my brother taught me out of a deep brotherly love. It wasn't until later that I realized he had long since given up on staying here. He taught me to leave a guarantee for the tribe, allowing me to inherit the legacy of the previous shaman.

But he left when I was about ten years old and never came back.

The previous shaman was at a loss, and since I was the only one with the basic skills in the entire tribe, he had no choice but to teach me and let me take my brother's place as the next shaman of the tribe..."

Nothing happens without a reason.

Why did Wu have to leave, and why did he never come back in all these years and never show any regret?

There must be a reason for this.

"You are his biological brother, you must know something, like why he left?"

"Ugh……

Brother, he hates this place...

To be more precise, I hate the sacrificial ritual...

Our tribe worships animal spirits. We believe that only when animal spirits have absorbed enough blood and flesh will they become strong and spiritual, and protect the tribe.

But animals have no intelligence, and only humans can provide them with enough energy.

Therefore, there has always been a tradition of sacrificing people to animal spirits.

I don't think there's anything wrong with that. After all, beast spirits only become powerful when their spiritual power reaches a certain level, and they're meant to protect the tribe and its people. Furthermore, those offered to the beast spirits are the terminally ill elderly, children who have died young, or members of the tribe who died in accidents. Or they are outsiders like you, or prisoners of war from other tribes.

But my brother hated this bloody sacrificial method and thought it was too violent and sad.

Back then, my brother was about to marry Xue, but Xue suddenly fell ill with a severe illness. He couldn't cure her, and neither could the witch. She could only wait for death.

The old chief sacrificed Xue while his brother was out collecting medicinal herbs.

After returning, my brother was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

He could only leave the tribe overnight in grief and resentment.

Since then, I have never seen him again..."

……

It turns out that those scattered abnormalities had already formed an impenetrable web in the dark.

Sang Tian stared at the void in front of him. He had clenched his hands into fists without knowing when. His knuckles turned white and even his fingertips were numb.

Is this something a human being can do?

Xue wasn't dead yet, yet they were eager to sacrifice their people to the beast spirit. Watching a living life slip away in front of them?

The most shameless thing is that they clearly know that Wu hates this method.

So, behind his back, he killed his lover...

It drives you crazy just thinking about it.

It turns out that this is how Wu left his home.

The cruel, bloody and inhumane sacrificial method, as well as Xue's forced sacrifice, became the last straw that forced him to leave.

The old man has deep feelings for Wu.

But he could never read the witch's mind.

There is no humanitarian compassion at all, so much so as to say "I don't think there is anything wrong".

What if that person is him?

"The tribesmen who watched me grow up took advantage of my absence and brutally murdered my terminally ill wife."

If he had experienced such a thing, could he still say such words?

Cang sneered contemptuously.

"You never understood your brother.

It was not possible before, it is not possible now, and it will definitely not be possible in the future.

because!

The way of sacrifice advocated by this tribe, and you,

In essence, it is cold, selfish and cruel.

He, on the other hand, has a heart full of compassion, mercy, and a heart of reflection. Therefore, he is destined not to get along with a bunch of emotionless lunatics like you!

Wu disdains to associate with people like you, and so do we!

Forgive us, we have no comment!"

After saying that, he took Sang Tian's hand and strode out.

Staying here for even one more second makes me feel sick.

The people behind them saw the two of them leave like this.

With bloodshot eyes, he roared.

"You are not trustworthy! Why didn't you tell me where he was?

You just called him a witch! He's the witch of your tribe, right?

Boy, I'm warning you! Our tribe has 1,500 people! The small tribes far away all politely call us the Big City!

If you dare to take a step now!

I will kill you!

This is not enough, I will bring my people to flatten your tribe!

Tie my brother back!"

"Pfft-"

A cool laugh sounded like a silver bell.

The ending tone was drawn out, filled with undisguised contempt.

Sang Tian didn't even raise his eyelids, as if the other party's cold threat was just a gust of wind passing by his ears.

There wasn't a trace of fear in those eyes, but rather a hint of nonchalant mockery.

"First, you dare not kill us. Because you are afraid that if we die, you will never hear from your brother again!

Second, you think too highly of your tribe. If you want to crush us, just come.

Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you.

Our tribe has two thousand people..."

Say it.

Sang Tian and Cang strode out.

The old man was left alone in the messy house.

He was angry that he couldn't force the truth out of his brother. Where was his brother?

He didn't dare to kill these two people. If he did, he would never see his brother again... Instead, he had to treat them as guests of honor.

But at the same time, a huge wave of shock rose in his heart.

Tribes as large as theirs are all isolated and far away from each other.

Currently, we know that there are less than twenty tribes with a population of over a thousand.

There are less than five people who have exceeded 2,000.

That female just said that their tribe has two thousand people...

But he had seen all the witches in these four tribes of two thousand people, and it was definitely not his brother.

Other small tribes far away?

Even if they were given another hundred years, not a single one of them would develop into a tribe of thousands of people!

This little female must be bragging to prevent us from attacking her tribe!

Young.

He doesn't even know how to be careful when telling lies. He is so arrogant.

……

Actually, there is a third one that I haven’t mentioned.

We both naturally have ways to save our lives, otherwise we wouldn't be so at ease.

You can't kill us!

Even if I have to use poison, no one in this land knows more poisonous plants and flowers than I do, Sang Tian! I'm afraid you're going to fail!

But it’s better not to tell others about such means to avoid alerting the enemy!

Both of them are very weak now. Sang Tian wants to rest for a few more days before leaving with Cang overnight.

After all, Tianlang's journey this time was long and arduous. He didn't know how many mountains he would have to climb, how many wrong directions he would have taken, how long it would take him to get home, and how many dangers he would encounter along the way.

Don't be afraid to leave before you have fully recovered.

I'll just stay here for a few days while Ji is being treated.

No herbs were found.

Sang Tian had no choice but to drag Cang to look for some in the grass of the tribe and give some to Ji.

Ji's mother was sitting under a tree waiting for the two of them, and saw her come out empty-handed.

He was in a dilemma, his face full of worry. Could it be that the witch was unwilling to give it?

So she could only accompany the two of them to collect herbs, and not be seen by the chief. Otherwise, she and Father Ji would definitely be punished!

She just thought so.

All I heard was a loud and powerful shout.

Who else could it be besides the leader?

"What are you two doing? Who allowed you to walk around the tribe as you please? I'll teach you a lesson!

How did you two keep an eye on them? You let these two outsiders wander around the tribe!"

After saying that

He came over with a long knife in hand, looking aggressive.

Just now.

Wu Canglao's voice came.

"Let them go, from now on they can move freely in the tribe.

Besides, if we let them live there, the house is spacious enough and I can keep them company to relieve their boredom..."

The leader's face immediately darkened.

"Why?! They are just two outsiders! How can they live in such a nice house?

I built every brick and tile of that house! Why should the two of them live there?

"Okay, shut up."

"Can……"

"No buts."

So Sang Tian and Cang began to wander around the tribe in a swaggering manner.

When he left, he said "Tsk..." in a very contemptuous way.

The leader was so angry that his teeth were itching.

Led by Mother Ji, Sang Tian and Cang toured the entire tribe.

You know what, although there is no complete set of systematic writing yet, but apart from this, this big city is really the closest tribe to civilization.

The entire tribe was enormous, covering a vast area with plenty of open space. A wall was built around the entire tribe, completely shielding it from view.

and!

Sang Tian discovered that this tribe had areas dedicated to growing things, and also areas dedicated to raising animals! However, the animals they raised were all weak-attack animals like the bleating beasts and the cuckoo beasts, which were only for human consumption.

This is already a great progress in civilization.

Start living a self-sufficient life.

Moreover, such a tribe does have the fact of uneven distribution.

It's just not that serious, and the overall trend is still towards equal distribution.

The level of prosperity is indeed much higher than that of Tianlang.

Finally, Sang Tian picked the herbs he needed.

So he returned to Ji's house to take care of the patient.

I didn't go out again for the whole day.

Ji's fever flared up again, though not as bad as last night. After Sang Tian gave him some fever-reducing medicine, Ji's father took over the task of wiping his son's forehead and underarms.

Let them take a rest and have dinner when they wake up.

……

The Tianlang people are thousands of miles away.

Thousands of cavalrymen and horses went down the turbulent river.

The iron hooves of fifteen hundred men and horses pounded the pebbles along the shore, the splashing water and the clatter of their hooves making the river valley hum. At the forefront were Ping An, Xi Le, Meng Meng, and these ancient behemoths, clearing the way and providing advance warning and resolution of any danger.

At first glance, it seemed as if the entire riverbank had been split open by this team, and the grass and trees on both sides were surging with anger due to this unstoppable momentum.

The tribesmen's sharp eyes swept across the shore, chanting the names of Cang and Sang. Mixed with the neighing of horses, it echoed through the valley, startling hundreds of water birds.

We have been searching downstream for several days and are now very far away from Tianlang.

This place is so far away that they have never set foot there, nor have their ancestors.

But still found nothing.

However, they found the remains of Gou and Yu on the shore, and they rode their horses over and trampled them, leaving the ground covered with yellow and white things.

Everyone's worries are growing day by day.

Many people wondered if they had died in the river.

Even Yong and the others had this uneasy worry in their hearts.

But he soon gave up.

Cang is so strong, nothing will happen to him!

He will definitely protect himself and Sang!

Moreover, Wu did not feel anxious at all along the way. Instead, he felt anxious every time when his tribesmen were about to collapse.

Continue to give orders to search along the banks of the river.

Said Jie's sixth sense.

The two must still be alive, otherwise Wu wouldn't be like this.

Yong thought it made sense.

and,

Even if the worst happens.

He wants to see him too.

I saw him die with my own eyes, otherwise, he would live forever in my heart!