When they came to the market, there were scattered travelers walking around. Some of them were probably from the grassland tribes, who were closer to the market. They brought their things and set up their stalls, gathering with their tribesmen so that they wouldn't be bullied.
At least the Mang tribe and the Eight Limbs tribe's markets were guarded by these two tribes, so other people didn't dare to make trouble. If they always made trouble, they wouldn't give face to these two tribes, and would be remembered by these two tribes.
But it was different here. There were often large-scale group fights. When Shao Xuan and the others arrived, a fight had just ended. The two traveling teams fought, and both sides suffered casualties. There were many bloodstains on the ground after the fight. Some people were cleaning up the corpses, while others didn't feel strange at all. Stepping on the ground full of flesh and blood, they still didn't change their expressions.
This was a place where strength spoke, using the most primitive competition rules. If you didn't have strength, even if you were killed, no one would look at you.
The good thing was that compared to the markets of the Mang tribe and the Eight Limbs tribe, there were fewer travelers here because they hadn't really entered the central region. In addition, it was close to the grassland, so most of the people were warriors from the grassland tribes. There were also some nearby tribesmen who came here to trade.
Some of the people who set up stalls here took out cattle and sheep and other livestock to trade, and some were like the Pu tribe, who exchanged things from other places and then brought them here to sell.
Most of the things on display in the market were livestock, food, tools and weapons, and there were also herbs. In general, the variety was far less than that of the Mang tribe and the Eight Limbs tribe, but it was still lively. After all, it was the only trading gathering place in this area.
The tall and strong warriors were talking loudly. Some of them were talking, and when they failed to trade, they directly used their knives to kill. This kind of thing could be seen at any time.
Shao Xuan asked around, but didn't hear about any wanderers' groups coming here, which made Mai a little disappointed. It seemed that it wasn't so easy to find people.
Kun Tu didn't give up. Even in the market, he still whistled after walking for a while, hoping that there was someone in the market who could understand the whistle. Otherwise, how could he find other wanderers in such a big place? Or maybe, other wanderers weren't as lucky as them, and didn't meet the warriors sent by the Yanjiao tribe and got into trouble?
Thinking about this, Kun Tu walked behind Mai absent-mindedly. They walked around the market but found nothing. When they were about to leave, they heard a whistle when they passed by the mountain closest to the market.
It was the same sound as Kun Tu's whistle.
"It's them!" Kun Tu's eyes lit up. He looked around, but he couldn't tell where they were.
Mai and the others had better hearing and immediately locked onto the location.
"Over there! Let's go! " Mai was happy to finally have a clue, but at the same time, he was worried because the mountain was the resting place for travelers. Not only were there a lot of people, but they were also totem warriors. For tourists, it was not a good place.
Shao Xuan had seen such a cave before. In the bazaar of the Mang and Eight Limbs tribes, he had followed the Pu tribe's traveling team to live in a similar cave. He had seen with his own eyes how they fought for the cave. There was no order, it was all based on strength. Because of this, he wondered why the wanderers that Kun Tu mentioned would go there.
The whistle blew twice and then stopped. Kun Tu blew again, but there was no response.
"Why did they stop blowing?" Lang Ga wondered.
"Maybe something really happened." Shao Xuan said.
The mountain that served as the resting place seemed to have been hollowed out. There were several entrances and exits at the bottom of the mountain. The most important entrance directly divided the mountain that had been dug into a circular shape. Therefore, if one looked down from above, the mountain that served as a resting place for the travelers looked like a nearly 300-degree arc.
Many of the mountain's entrances were dug out manually, and there were holes everywhere.
When Shao Xuan and the others rushed to the mountain, ten wanderers were standing on the circular mountain where travelers rested. Several of them were injured, but they didn't have time to wipe off the blood. In front of them, an expedition team had surrounded them.
The others around looked at them as if they were watching a play. No one would intervene in this situation. This kind of thing added to their fun. They all stood at the entrance of their team and watched what happened over there.
Among the ten people, the leading wanderer was called Chi Yi. He held a wooden whistle tightly in his hand. It was not him who blew the whistle, but a young man beside him. But before he could blow twice, Chi Yi took the wooden whistle away from him. He naturally knew that his companions were nearby, but he couldn't let them come over. They were all wanderers, and here, it was like a big mouth full of sharp teeth. Those totem warriors were the sharp teeth in the big mouth. If wanderers came in, they would lose a layer of skin even if they didn't die. The ten of them didn't matter. If others came, they would die.
In front of Chi Yi, the traveling team looked at them jokingly, as if they were playing with prey in a cage.
"Why don't you continue to blow? Are your companions coming? Continue to blow and call them over. I want to see what your companions look like. "A man in the traveling team opposite said.
"Yes, continue to blow. We will take as many as they come."
"Are there any women?" The people on the side echoed.
Listening to the words of the people around them, Chi Yi and his companions looked worse. But now, they couldn't escape.
Chi Yi looked at the people in another cave not far away. There, he knew many of them, but no one stood up to help them.
When everyone looked at Chi Yi, in a cave higher up, a totem warrior carried a clay pot full of water into the cave. As he walked in, he said to other companions in the cave, "Wanderers are so bold now. Only ten of them dare to come here." He had just gone to get water. When he went up the mountain, he saw the scene over there.
"Wanderers? How can wanderers come to such a place? Even if there are a hundred of them, it will be useless. "Someone in the cave asked.
"Who knows." The man holding the clay pot didn't care. "If you want to know, you can go out and see. The fight hasn't started yet."
"What's there to see? If two traveling teams fight, I will be a little interested. Wanderers? Tut. " The man curled his lips and leaned against the cave wall to look at the people coming out of the depths of the cave. "Gu La, what do you think Shan Dao encountered? Did he really meet other eagles? "
The people coming out of the cave did not answer, but sighed.
In the cave, an eagle with injuries stayed there to rest. There were many scratches and bites on its body. There were many bald places on its body. Its feathers were forcibly pulled out, and many places were still bleeding. It was better after applying medicine. Compared with Chacha, this eagle named "Shan Dao", which was about the same size as Chacha, was much more seriously injured.
Gu La took out the kettle and drank a few mouthfuls of water. He recalled the situation when he saw Shan Dao come back this morning. They thought that Shan Dao would not meet a strong enemy in the air. With Shan Dao's size and strength, it would be good if he didn't kill other birds. The probability of encountering a strong enemy was too small, so they didn't worry much. Unexpectedly, when they saw him come back, they were all dumbfounded.
At that time, Shan Dao's feathers were stained with blood. Some of the feathers on his body were upside down, so he flew unsteadily. When he came back, he fell to the ground and screamed unwillingly. After some medicine, he calmed down. Now he was sleeping. Otherwise, if he woke up, he would probably continue to struggle and fly out to fight.
What happened to him? Why was he injured like this? Gu La didn't know.
Among the people resting in the cave, two teenagers felt bored, so they went out of the cave to see how things were going over there.
"It turned out to be the people of the Dishan tribe. They can only bully some weak people." One of them looked at the traveling team over there and said contemptuously.
Chi Yi was thinking about how to deal with the current situation when he heard the whistle from outside the mountain again. It seemed that the whistler was afraid that he couldn't hear it. The whistler blew hard, and the sound was getting closer and closer.
Chi Yi was anxious. What were they doing here? Were they looking for death?!
The people of the Dishan tribe smiled with interest and looked at Chi Yi, whose face was pale. The leader said, "It seems that your companions have found you. I'll say it again. Either you bring them here yourselves, or you and your companions will stay here! "
Chi Yi's face was twitching because of excessive anger and anxiety. He turned his head and looked at the opening of the mountain. He thought, "Don't come in, don't!"
Not only Chi Yi, but other people also looked curiously at the opening of the mountain below, where the whistle came from. Many people thought, "Wanderers nowadays are bold. They know that this is the territory of the totem warriors. If they come in, they will be easily killed, but they still come here. Are they fools? "
Above, two young warriors were lying on the walkway in front of the cave, craning their necks to look down. What did this daring man look like?
Soon, everyone saw an ordinary-looking dark-skinned man running in with a wooden whistle in his mouth. Looking at his side … Eh?
Now, the people in the mountain were confused. There were more than twenty people who came in with the whistler. They didn't look like wanderers!
Mai glanced around and stopped at the place where Chi Yi was. He didn't wait for Kun Tu to find the way up the mountain. He quickly walked a few steps, grabbed Kun Tu's animal skin coat, bent his legs and bounced his body up.
For the people of the Flaming Horns tribe, climbing mountains was a common thing. They were very familiar with it. No matter how steep the mountain was, they would climb it every time they hunted. Therefore, for them, in this mountain where the travelers rested, they could easily reach their destination without taking a path.
Like monkeys climbing a tree, more than twenty people jumped up the mountain in the blink of an eye and stood where Chi Yi and the people of the Dishan tribe were.
"They are really totem warriors!"
"Except for totem warriors, wanderers can't go up the mountain so easily. It's as easy as climbing a tree."
"But why are those totem warriors with wanderers? Did the wanderer ask for help? "
The people in the mountain were talking.
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