I am a primitive

The people of the Qingque tribe are also people of this era, but after being able to eat and clothe and have certain medical conditions, it immediately becomes different...

The other person beside the fire was not very old, only in his teens.

However, according to the generality of this era, it is already considered an adult.

Of course, the Qingque tribe, which has a certain son of God, is not included in this list.

On the side of the two of them, leaning against the rocky wall of the cave that was blackened by smoke and fire, stood a stone pillar.

There are some patterns engraved on the stone pillars.

The most eye-catching pattern is a bird.

This stone pillar is the totem pole of the Yu tribe.

Compared with the ancient totem pole of the Qingque tribe, the Yu tribe's totem pole with a sense of age also looks much thicker, and its workmanship is also better than that of the Qingque tribe. quality.

"@#￥W@#3..."

Under the light of the fire, the old man with a shabby feather crown on his head stretched out a finger, pointed at the thing carved on the stone slab, and said to the person next to him.

The person who had just grown up next to him listened carefully, and sometimes he would pronounce the same words along with the old man...

There is no doubt that this is some kind of ongoing inheritance.

This kind of thing went on for a long time. From time to time, he picked up some firewood and threw some into the fire to ensure that the fire would not go out. The old man saw that the child he had taught had taught himself today. I memorized all these things, and pointed to some things I taught before, and questioned the young man one by one. Seeing that the young man had memorized everything, he stopped.

When doing these things just now, although this young man was serious, he was still very nervous after all.

Now that the matter was over, it was obvious that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"#￥@#￥@..."

It was just a long breath of relief, and the young man immediately opened his mouth full of excitement.

He couldn't wait for this old man in the tribe to tell him the story he hadn't told before.

It is said to be a story, but it is actually a story that happened in their tribe. It was passed down from generation to generation by the people in their tribe who possessed knowledge and had the most respected status.

Therefore, it can be called the history of their tribe.

Most of the students are like this. When learning words and other things, they feel very boring. At this time, once they listen to some stories, they will immediately cheer up and feel that the whole sky is full of colors.

This old man can understand the feelings of young people. After all, he was young at the beginning, and he also came here when he was young, and has experienced what this young man is going through.

It's just that the person who taught him these things at the beginning had already died by this time, and he, the young man at the time, had grown old and began to teach young people.

The wrinkles on his face were cracked, and he smiled and nodded to the young man without any delay, trying to make a fuss.

Sitting here and thinking for a while, after remembering what he said yesterday, the old man continued to talk: "@#@##￥......"

The young man sitting next to him immediately cheered up and began to listen carefully, with a worried look on his face.

Because the last time, he happened to hear that his tribe was suffering from a disease. Many people in the tribe got sick, and the tribe became extremely critical.

So I really want to know how the tribe has become after that.

What kind of method did the people in the tribe solve this difficulty that could almost wipe out the entire tribe, and then let the tribe continue until today...

Time passed little by little, and the cave gradually became dark. It was not until the old man stopped to pick up some firewood to add to the fire that the young man who listened carefully came back to his senses.

He also reached for some firewood to add to the fire.

Seeing that the firewood was almost full, he stopped.

It's just that he didn't speak, and he was still sitting here quietly, obviously he hasn't recovered from what he just learned about the history of his tribe.

The old man didn't speak either, just sitting here quietly.

His mood also fluctuated a little, and he seemed disappointed.

Although he has known about this matter for many years, he still has a big touch in his heart when he tells people about this past event in the tribe again.

"@##￥#@￥?"

After a while, the young man finally spoke, but he was asking the old man if those who were left behind were still there.

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Inside the cave, the flames flickered, reflecting the cave that was blackened by the smoke and fire, and the totem pole that looked very old.

The rough totem pole, under such circumstances, actually appears to have some more mysterious colors, as if it has some magical power.

The cave was close to the inside, where two people, one old and one young, sat facing each other, not far from the fire, and they didn't speak for a while.

The old man's expression looked a little disappointed.

I remember that when I first heard about this, I also asked the same question to the previous generation of witches in the tribe.

only……

“#EW@##4…”

After being silent for a while, the witch from the Feather Tribe spoke.

It means that maybe they are still alive, maybe they are still going on now.

Such words were also what the witches of the previous generation had said to him.

For this sentence, he never believed it.

In the situation at that time, all those left were sick people, and the leader was still a young reserve witch, and the number was not as large as his own. Under such circumstances, how likely are those people to be? Survive!

These diseases alone are enough to kill people, not to mention food, external dangers, shelter and other things.

But now, at this time, it was my turn to tell the next witch about this matter. Facing similar problems, I found that apart from these words, I couldn't say anything else.

People always want to leave some good thoughts behind. It cannot be said that these people in the tribe are definitely dead. They have long since died. Under such circumstances, how could anyone survive?

It is too cruel to say so.

Hearing what the old man said, the young man who had been listening carefully, after a moment of silence, looked up at the old man, and couldn't help opening his mouth to say something.

However, after opening his mouth for a while, no sound came out. After a pause like this for a while, he could only close his mouth again without saying a word.

In the cave where some people spoke just now, it fell into silence again at this time...

"@￥W#$WW!~"