I'm doing infrastructure in ancient times

Cheng Yang and Bator have been walking in this wilderness for a long time, but they haven't seen a single person yet.

"Cheng Yang, how long do we have to go?"

Barto dragged his tired body, and asked Cheng Yang again, they are running out of food now, if they don't think about how to replenish food, they may starve to death because of lack of food.

But this place is deserted, not to mention people, even wild animals are hard to see, there is no way to get more food.

"Persist a little longer, maybe we will find something after we climb over the mountain ahead..."

But Barto has already doubted Cheng Yang's decision. They have been walking for two or three days now, carrying their food and horn bows, and one of them is heading south, seeing nothing along the way, and even leaving Instead of the dense forest environment he was familiar with, there are barren rocks everywhere. Barto has never seen such a place.

At this moment, he just wants to go back to the tribe and meet the tribe. He doesn't like these strange things, which makes people panic.

"Chengyang, why don't we turn around and go back..."

"We have been walking for two or three days, and the food left is not enough for a day..."

On the way they came, there was no hunting opportunity at all, and there were no wild animals in the desert, so they had no way to obtain food at all.

Cheng Yang looked at Barto, with unwavering persistence in his eyes.

"We have to keep going. Only by going on can there be hope."

They have no way out now, and only by continuing to walk can they see hope.

Barto was full of gloom. He knew what Cheng Yang said was reasonable, but his feet were weak. Moving aimlessly like this was the most debilitating act of willpower.

Cheng Yang could feel the irritability in Barto's heart, and continued walking in silence without saying a word.

After they walked for so long, even he felt restless in his heart, and no matter how much he said, the panic in his heart could not be alleviated. In fact, what Barto was afraid of was not the strangeness of the surrounding environment, but the desolation here.

They are not afraid that this place is full of dangers, but they are afraid that this kind of isolation will not give them any survival resources.

Cheng Yang hadn't drank water for several days, and his lips were already dry and peeling. Before, they picked some non-toxic leaves and chewed them in their mouths, but now it's rare to see even a tree. physical strength.

The more I talk, the more dry my lips feel.

The two walked in silence for a long time. Cheng Yang didn't know how long it had passed, but he saw that the sky was gradually getting dark.

The night is coming again.

Cheng Yang paused, and Barto stopped, looking at him puzzled.

"what happened?"

"Did you hear anything?"

Cheng Yang didn't move his body, his breathing slowed down, and he listened carefully to the subtle sounds in the air.

"What sound?" Barto frowned, "There is no sound, I didn't hear anything..."

"No! There is a sound, there must be! I heard it!" Cheng Yang became excited, and looked at Barto, "Listen carefully, there really is..."

Barto had no choice but to be patient, tilting his head hard to listen, except for the wind in the sky, he heard nothing.

"Could it be that you heard it wrong?"

Seeing that he really couldn't hear anything, Cheng Yang felt a little discouraged. Could it be that he had auditory hallucinations? Cheng Yang was a little unbelieving, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he thought of a good way.

When Barto saw Cheng Yang suddenly lying on the ground, he was startled, "What's wrong with you, what's wrong?"

Cheng Yang dragged him down as well, his eyes were astonishingly bright, "Listen quickly, there is really a voice!"

It was like the sound of knocking stones, jingling, heard very clearly while lying on the ground, Barto felt that the world was quiet at the moment, only the sound of knocking stones rang in his mind.

There is really a sound, it's not that Cheng Yang misheard, he heard it too!

The two lay on the ground with joy in their eyes. Hearing this voice meant that there must be someone nearby, not to mention solving the food problem. Even Cheng Yang wanted to solve the food problem before, but he just wanted to find out. Much more convenient.

"It just so happens that the sky is getting dark now, let's touch it carefully..."

"Okay, we can still eat food for a day, and when we find the right time, we will hunt for more food!"

The two discussed it, and finally swept away their previous fatigue, and immediately set off on their way.

Compared with before, they seem to have been pumped with chicken blood at this moment, full of energy, and they can't wait to find the place where they make their voices immediately.

However, hearing such a clear voice on the ground was actually quite a distance away from them. The two of them drove all night, and they still didn't even see a shadow by the next morning. Instead, they were exhausted.

If they hadn't been lying on the ground and could clearly feel that the voice had grown louder, they would probably have lost their minds. In this way, they also knew that they shouldn't be too impatient now, or they probably haven't found the source of the sound yet. They are going to be paralyzed.

The two discussed it and decided to take a good rest in the morning and continue their journey in the afternoon. Fortunately, they can already see a lot of trees now, and they can even see the fruits picked in the north, which they can pick. Alleviate hunger and thirst.

Because he saw hope, Barto's mentality was not as anxious as before. After resting, the two of them set out on the road full of energy. On the second night, they were about to find the place where the sound of knocking stones came from.

It's just that they never expected it to be what they saw before their eyes.

Before this, Cheng Yang and Barto had a lot of assumptions in their minds, thinking that this place must be a big tribe, and the voice they heard should be that the tribe was grinding stone tools.

After all, this kind of phenomenon is also very common in the north. Before Cheng Yang fired pottery, almost every member of the tribe would polish stone tools in their free time and make various tools.

Even after pottery came into being, the stone tools were not abandoned, and many people still worked diligently to grind the stones into stone knives and hoes to give full play to the maximum effect of each stone.

But at this moment, Cheng Yang and Ba Tuo were lying on a hill, looking at the labor of the people down the hill, obviously they were not like this.

These people were mining mountain rocks, or ores. Cheng Yang found that most of the stones dug out by those people were colored, which were different from the stones they usually saw. They were more or less blue, or green, or even greenish. Available in other colors.

They raised huge stones to smash the mountain, and then dug out more stones. The hill where Cheng Yang and Ba Tuo are located is not very high, and they can clearly see that those people have already dug a lot of such ore, at least that A corner of the mine was dug away by them.

How could they want so many stones?Cheng Yang's first reaction was that they wanted to refine weapons. He still remembered that the leader of the Xuanniao tribe had said before that the members of the dace tribe had very powerful weapons, which were not found in the south or north.

Barto's face showed anger, he touched Cheng Yang with his arm, and motioned him to look down, "Those people seem to be forced to work?"

Cheng Yang looked in the direction he pointed, and there was indeed something wrong. Only then did he realize that most of the stone diggers were thin and looked weak, while there were many strong people standing beside them. But he didn't participate in the labor, but stared at those thin people.

They even grabbed a cane in their hands and whipped it down from time to time.

It's just that these strong people are relatively small after all. Cheng Yang didn't see them at first, but he didn't expect Barto to be able to observe them so carefully.

In fact, Bator didn't know what Cheng Yang was thinking. In his opinion, it was too much for these people to treat their clansmen like this. Even he, a foreigner, couldn't stand it.

Although Jiuli is now a tribe composed of many clans, almost everyone in the clan participates in labor, and there is no special treatment, except that the two leaders sometimes hunt with them, and everyone gets along very well. A girl from the clan is combined, and everyone likes the current tribe very much.

But the clansmen in this tribe actually bully other weak clansmen because of their strength, and no one cares about them.

Cheng Yang looked carefully at the crowd and had a guess in his heart.

"They shouldn't belong to a tribe."

"What?" Barto was startled, and quickly continued to look at the people under the hill, very puzzled, "How did you see that?"

How can you even tell that they belong to a tribe?Barto couldn't believe it.

Cheng Yang patiently explained to him, "Look at their body shapes yourself. Many of those stone-throwing people are quite tall, but they are thinner..."

In fact, it’s not just thin, it’s just a haggard face, as if they have been greatly abused. These men look very brave at first glance. If there is enough food, they should not be starved like this. If they are from a tribe Why do you want to starve your people like this?

What's more, this is not conducive to their work. If they can't eat enough, how can they have strength?

Barto nodded thoughtfully, and looked carefully at the person Cheng Yang pointed out, and it was indeed so.

Even the resentment on the faces of those who smashed rocks was extremely obvious, and those strong men with canes in their hands were not soft on their hands, and they whipped very hard every time, which really didn't look like a tribe.

Cheng Yang and Barto had a lot of guesses in their hearts. This kind of situation had never happened in their north. Although they would fight before, most of them were for grabbing food and various supplies. How could they force others to do it? live?

The key point is that they have no jobs for foreigners to do. For the former northern tribes, the most important thing is hunting, and this is very dangerous. It can be successful wherever it is forced.

Even after Jiuli had a war with Youxiong and killed the adult men of their tribe, they did not embarrass those women, children and old people. Those people lived a normal life in Jiuli, and even now many of them are with the Jiuli tribe. People form new families.

In short, what he saw before him was a huge shock to Barto. He didn't expect the people in this place to be so terrifying. Watching those people beat the whips on the thin people, Barto clenched his fists, wishing he could Rush forward and teach them a lesson.

"Don't be impulsive." Cheng Yang frowned to remind him.

Barto muffled, "I know."

It's just that he felt very uncomfortable. The dace tribe also came from here. If Cheng Yang hadn't brought him here, he wouldn't have imagined that these people were so terrifying.

If they are not strong enough, will they be treated like this?

Were those southerners who disappeared were taken to throw stones by them?

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-04-2522:07:41~2020-04-2622:10:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: I want to dove 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!