Shao Xuan applied the medicine to Old He's wound. The medicine he applied was made by himself, from the herbs he picked during the rest of the journey.
Old He's grandson looked only about six years old, but in fact, he was almost eight years old. He was thin and small. Because he caught a cold, he was sleeping after taking the medicine.
Shao Xuan also brought some herbs from the tribe to strengthen the body. He gave some to Old He, "Totem warriors can use these herbs directly. When you drink it, put less herbs at a time, but add more water."
People who hadn't awakened their totem power, like the children in the Yanjiao tribe, were weak. Drinking these herbs could make them feel better, or at least strengthen their resistance.
"In fact, I also have some herbs here. Take them with you. Although you're a totem warrior, totem warriors can get hurt sometimes. These herbs are good for you." Old He asked his wife to pack some herbs for Shao Xuan.
There were only two elders and one child in Old He's family. Shao Xuan looked around and helped them chop some firewood, cut some trees from the mountain, moved some stones, and helped them repair the house. When he finished, it was already dark.
He roasted the lamb leg he got from the Feng tribe and cooked some wild vegetable soup. Shao Xuan and Old He's family finished eating, then got up and left.
Old He wanted to keep Shao Xuan here to talk more. He still had a lot of questions to ask Shao Xuan, but looking at the sky outside, he didn't stay any longer.
"You rest first. I'll come back tomorrow." Shao Xuan said before leaving.
With Shao Xuan's words, Old He felt more at ease.
When Shao Xuan returned to the resting place of the traveling team, everyone was discussing the things they had exchanged with the Feng tribe. Yu had gotten some good furs. Of course, the most important thing was that he had gotten some herbs from the grassland that he had never seen before. These were what excited him the most.
"Shao Xuan, do you know that there are many poisonous plants on this grassland?" Yu asked.
"Yes, I've heard about it." Shao Xuan had heard Old He mention it when he was chatting with him today.
For people like Yu, those were treasures, but for the people on the grassland, those were demons.
Not all green represented life, some represented death. Many times, when the herds of cattle and sheep on the grasslands were grazing, they would accidentally eat the plants that looked similar to the food they usually ate and thus die.
That kind of poisonous grass could kill livestock and bring great losses to the people in the tribe. What was even more troublesome for the people in the tribe was that the poisonous grass had strong vitality and reproductive ability. As long as the roots were preserved, they would grow again in a short time. Even if all the poisonous weeds in the grasslands were cleared this year, they would still be covered in poisonous weeds in the coming year. This was because the seeds of many poisonous plants were spread by the wind, or their germination would be delayed by a few years, making them extremely difficult to clean up.
One of the reasons why wanderers were needed on the grassland was because of these poisonous grasses. There were too many poisonous weeds, and the people in the tribe were not willing to spend too much energy on them. Luckily, there were wanderers, so they only needed to pay a small amount to make them work. What the wanderers needed was the tribe's protection.
In some tribes, the poisonous weeds grew too fast, and there were not enough people and time to eliminate them. When livestock died, the healthy grassland shrank significantly. They would start a war with other tribes, wanting to snatch the grassland. Not long ago, the Feng tribe was attacked because of this.
Shao Xuan looked at the poisonous grasses that Yu took out. Today, when he was walking on the grassland, he saw a lot of them, but there were no livestock moving around. Presumably, they had to wait until the grass was cleared before letting the cattle and sheep go.
Yu was still studying the poisonous grasses that he was interested in, while Shao Xuan leaned against the wooden wall, thinking about something.
Compared to Yan Shuo, Old He's situation was really good. Although life was a little difficult, and there were occasional wars between the tribes, overall, it was still peaceful. Perhaps, because of this peace, there was no need to face all kinds of threats from people and things every day, and there was no need to deal with all kinds of serious crises. Many wanderers of the Yanjiao tribes on the grassland did not show totem patterns like Yan Shuo's. There were very few people who could show faint patterns. This was the situation that Shao Xuan learned from Old He.
Shao Xuan originally thought that when the time came, he would find these people and bring them back to the Yanjiao tribe across the river. But now it seemed that it would be very difficult. There were many young adults, but after all, they were not totem warriors, and their abilities were limited. Moreover, there were many old, weak, sick, and disabled people. Shao Xuan did not intend to give up on these people. But now, he needed to think of a way to better solve this problem.
Perhaps, when the Shaman let Shao Xuan come here to find other Yanjiao tribesmen, he did not expect to encounter such a situation. People like Old He, who were old and had not awakened their totem power, simply could not travel safely.
Telling the tribes on the grassland to treat the wanderers of the Yanjiao tribe well? It was useless, this method did not work on the grassland.
If it was a big tribe like the Thousand Masks tribe, even if the other side was not willing to, they would still change their attitude and not be so harsh. But now, if you went and told them that I am from the Yanjiao tribe, they would look at you with disdain.
Most of the time, the other party would squint at you: Who the hell is the Flaming Horns tribe?!
Strength, fame, and the benefits brought by it made every tribe hope that their tribe would become more and more prosperous.
There was no real peaceful diplomacy here. Most of the strong tribes were very strong, such as the Thousand Masks tribe. Only when they were strong enough and powerful enough, would they make people afraid.
After thinking about it, Shao Xuan decided to take some people back to the tribe first. When the tribe came from the other side, he would call back the scattered tribesmen.
The next day, Shao Xuan went to Old He's place again.
Old He's foot injury was much better. Although he had not awakened his totem power, and was not even as strong as Yan Shuo, he was still a Yanjiao tribesman, and the blood of the Yanjiao tribe flowed in his body.
Old He's grandson was much better. He had a good meal yesterday and was in good spirits today. He even helped his grandmother to weed the grass in the grassland.
Shao Xuan also went to help. Old He moved slowly with a limp. He could not stay idle, and while digging the grass, he talked to Shao Xuan.
"In fact, my father also showed his totem pattern, but it was very little and very shallow. I remember that I was still young at that time. At night, when I was about to go to sleep in my room, suddenly there was a warning horn from the Feng tribe. My father said that there was a wolf attack. That night, my father participated in the defense of the Feng tribe and killed several wolves. When he came back, I saw the pattern on his face. He said that it was the totem pattern of the Yanjiao tribe's totem warriors … "
Speaking of his father, Old He's face was full of pride. Every time he talked with the wanderers of other tribes, he would mention this.
Shao Xuan listened to Old He while digging out the poisonous grass. Yesterday, he had learned about these poisonous grass from Yu, and knew which grass in this grassland was poisonous and which was not.
The tribe asked the wanderers to dig out the poisonous grass. If there were dead lambs and calves in the area, the wanderers would not be able to get rewards from the tribe, but would be beaten or even driven out of the territory of the tribe. Outside the territory of the tribe, there would be many dangers from people or beasts. If they could not find a safe place to stay for a long time, the people who were driven out would soon die.
However, there were poisonous grass in this grassland, and naturally there would be other herbs. Shao Xuan also found several kinds of poisonous grass when he was digging, many of which were reminded by Old He. These herbs were relatively common in this grassland, and were rare in other places.
While he was digging, not far ahead, a child about the same age as Old He's grandson was dragging a piece of wood thicker than him with a straw rope. Although the child was much stronger than Old He's grandson, his face turned red with suffocation when he pulled such a piece of wood.
Old He saw the child and asked, "Gua Er, what are you doing with the wood?"
Gua Er's family and Old He's family had cooperated for a long time. The grassland that Old He was digging was the place where Gua Er's family often grazed. Sometimes Old He would help Gua Er's family to guard the sheep.
"Hey, Old He, come and help me!" Gua Er shouted when he saw Old He.
Shao Xuan stopped Old He, who was about to come forward, and went to pull the wood that Gua Er was dragging.
The wood didn't look obvious, but it was actually quite heavy. However, this weight was nothing for Shao Xuan. In the forest of the hunting area, Shao Xuan had seen stronger and heavier wood.
The wood that Gua Er dragged was very thick, but not long, only half a meter. People of the Feng tribe didn't like to use wood as weapons. Most of the time, they would chop it and burn it, or use it to build houses, tents and fences.
After Gua Er came over, he sat down on the ground, gasping. He didn't answer Old He, but looked up and down at Shao Xuan, who helped him pull the wood.
Although Old He's grandson was about the same age as Gua Er, children in the tribe rarely played with children of wanderers. Wanderers were not slaves, but they were still looked down upon. After all, wanderers needed to rely on these tribes to survive.
Therefore, when Gua Er came, he always ordered Old He around, and once fought with Old He's grandson. But because the two families had known each other for a long time and needed each other, they didn't make a big fuss.
After observing for a while, Gua Er asked Shao Xuan, "Are you a member of the traveling team? I haven't seen you in the tribe. "
"Yes, I am." Shao Xuan lifted the wood easily and put it in front of Gua Er.
Gua Er leaned forward and asked, "Did you carve a few beasts with the bones of the animals? They are so big, and one of them looks like this … "
Gua Er said as he gestured.
Shao Xuan nodded, "That's what I carved." He also exchanged some things for those carvings.
Getting Shao Xuan's affirmation, Gua Er's eyes brightened. He moved closer to Shao Xuan, with an expectant smile on his face, "Can you carve another one? Use this wood I brought! "
Shao Xuan looked at Gua Er silently, and showed a thoughtful look, "What can you exchange for it?"
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