In the cave, there were about twenty children lying around. Seven or eight of them were covered by a thin piece of animal skin with a few holes. The others who were not covered either had their own animal skin covers or were curled up on the side. Regardless of whether they were covered by a blanket or curled up on the side, they were all sleeping soundly.
Because it had been a long time since the cave was cleaned, and there were many people sleeping, there was an unpleasant smell in the cave. Yang Guang was able to sneak in through the ventilation openings around the cave, barely allowing some light to enter the dark cave.
Near the edge of the cave, under the vent, a child wearing tattered animal skin was sleeping there. However, unlike the other children, there was a big dog sleeping next to him. It was almost as big as him.
Shao Xuan opened his eyes and looked at Yang Guang, who was already up to his shoulders. He rubbed his eyes and got up to tidy up the hay under him. Seeing Shao Xuan's movements, the large dog that had its eyes closed quickly got up and obediently squatted next to him so that Shao Xuan could tidy up the hay.
After tying up the hay, Shao Xuan carried the hay in one hand and the dog's leash in the other and walked out of the cave.
He had inexplicably come to this primitive place and become a little brat in the wilderness. The original body of Shao Xuan's body was very thin and weak, probably due to illness. It had been more than half a year since Shao Xuan woke up in this body. No matter how uncomfortable he was, he could only grit his teeth and bear with it. Staying alive was the most important thing.
Shao Xuan had never thought that he would really come to such a place. This place was very different from the primitive tribes of the Stone Age that he knew. The appearance of the people here was nothing special, but their nature was different.
Have you ever seen an ordinary person holding a water tank-sized rock with one hand and strolling on the street like nothing happened?
Have you ever seen an ordinary person jump three stories high without the help of other tools? Have you ever seen an ordinary person jump down from a tree that was more than ten meters high and still stand steadily?
In any case, Shao Xuan had never seen him in his previous life, but in this life … he could see him every day!
As for the cave they just came out of, its original name was "Crouching Ox Cave", because the cave looked like a beaten ox. The name was given by the tribe's "Shaman". However, after nearly a thousand years, the tribe multiplied and built their own houses outside. In the end, this cave was used to take in the orphans of the tribe. Hence, it was called "Children's Cave" by the people of the tribe. The children living there had no relatives to take care of them, and the people of the tribe were unwilling to take them in. In short, the "Children's Cave" was the tribe's orphanage.
Ever since Shao Xuan had arrived here, he had not seen anyone from any other tribe. He had heard that the Yanjiao tribe was the only tribe in this mountain range.
The isolated tribe lived a self-sufficient life.
Shao Xuan walked slowly with the dog.
It didn't take long for them to see wooden houses of different sizes. Some of them were made of wood, stone, grass, and mud. Compared to the former, the wooden houses were slightly larger and looked more solid. These houses could be considered as luxurious houses near the foot of the mountain.
Whether it was the wooden houses or the wooden and stone "luxurious houses", in Shao Xuan's eyes, they were unbelievably simple and crude buildings. However, after staying here for so long, Shao Xuan longed for a wooden house of his own. Unfortunately, it was not possible at this stage.
At this time, some people had already come out to work. The men had already taken out their stone tools to polish so that it would be convenient for them to bring their stone knives out the next time they went hunting. The women also had their own jobs, such as sewing animal skins and drying food.
When Shao Xuan passed by, many people's eyes drifted in his direction. They were not looking at Shao Xuan, but at the creature that Shao Xuan was holding. Their eyes were filled with greed and desire, and they swallowed their saliva. In their eyes, Shao Xuan was holding a large piece of meat, enough for them to eat several meals. The eyes of those who had gotten up early to work and were still hungry were green with envy. However, when they saw the thing on the neck, they reluctantly resisted the urge to snatch it. It was a "witch" plate, which meant that it belonged to the witch. They did not dare to touch it. In their eyes, Shao Xuan was just helping the witch look after the wolf.
Yes, the wolf that followed Shao Xuan was actually a wolf. It was born in the mountains, but when it was young, it was found by a hunting warrior in the tribe and brought back for Shao Xuan to eat. At that time, the witch of the tribe happened to pass by and left a plate with the witch's pattern before leaving. Shao Xuan named the wolf "Caesar", which was also the name of the dog that Shao Xuan had in his previous life. He had kept Caesar as a dog until now.
The people here were very strange. They respected the witch very much, but after seeing the witch give a plate to Shao Xuan, their attitude towards Shao Xuan did not change much. The only difference was that they did not want to kill Caesar and eat it. As for other things, they did what they should do. After all, the witch did not ask them to help Shao Xuan. How could a big shot like the witch have the time to care about a child? After a long time, everyone got used to having a child with a wolf. Caesar had grown up from a cub that did not have all his teeth, and the witch had never appeared again.
However, what puzzled the people in the mountain foot district was, why did Shao Xuan call Caesar a dog?
What was a dog?
This question did not last long, because no one cared about it. They were too lazy to care about it, and were busy with more important things — food.
Shao Xuan was already used to the surrounding gazes, and continued to walk while holding Caesar's hand as if nothing had happened. Even if the people in the tribe were greedy, they would not steal the witch's things. Just as Shi Qi said, the witch's status in the tribe was very high. As for why the witch, who lived in the "noble district" on the mountain and had a high status in the tribe, would give Shao Xuan, a person with a low sense of existence who slept in the "child's cave", a precious plate, it could be attributed to a word that Shao Xuan had mentioned at that time — "raise". At that time, Shao Xuan had said that he would raise Caesar, who was still a wolf cub, a little older before eating it. However, the witch, who happened to pass by, heard it and asked Shao Xuan to raise him. In order to prevent the people in the tribe from robbing him, the witch left behind a plate, which was hung around Caesar's neck.
That "witch" was very interested in raising, but in the past half a year, that old man had never appeared. Therefore, Shao Xuan's impression of that old man was — an irresponsible old faker. Was it easy to raise a wolf? Being stared at every day by the people around him with green eyes, without a strong psychological endurance, he would have gone crazy long ago.
All in all, raising Caesar was purely a coincidence.
Life was so difficult! Although the food in the child's cave was taken care of by the tribe, he was still hungry.
Shao Xuan sighed helplessly, looked ahead, and then the corner of his eyes twitched.
In front of him, there was a person carrying a stone stick, about two meters long and shaped like a baseball bat, but much thicker. This thing was heavy enough. According to Shao Xuan's standards in his previous life, even if he could carry it, it would be very difficult. However, that person was carrying it as if it was just an ordinary hoe, yawning leisurely as he walked up the mountain. He was probably going to discuss hunting matters with his hunting team.
That was the people here, normal people. As for Shao Xuan, he belonged to the disadvantaged group, who had not awakened his totemic power. When he grew up to ten years old and awakened his totemic power, he could be counted as an ordinary warrior in the tribe, who had the ability to go out and hunt. Totemic power was the only standard to determine whether a warrior could become a hunting warrior in the tribe.
As for what exactly totemic power was, Shao Xuan did not know, but maybe he would know when the time came.
At that moment, the man carrying the stone stick in front of Shao Xuan, who was still sleepy, did not notice that the leather shorts he was wearing were almost down to his knees. He was walking in broad daylight as if nothing had happened. The people around saw him and did not react.
Shao Xuan tried to hold back, but still said, "The man carrying the stick in front, your pants are down!"
The man walking in front of him yawned and turned around when Shao Xuan shouted for the third time. He glanced at Shao Xuan, and his eyes stayed on Caesar for about half a minute. Then he looked down at his pants, calmly pulled them up, tied the rope, and continued walking up the mountain with the stick.
Shao Xuan did not say anything more.
For the people in the tribe, etiquette, justice, integrity, and shame? 'What the hell is that?' Was it edible? If it was not edible, then why did you say it?
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