Shao Xuan placed the saber that Old Ke had given him on the newly made stone table in the house. Caesar stared at the saber on the table from two meters away and bared its teeth. Ever since it had sniffed the saber at a close distance, it had become very cautious. Its eyes were full of vigilance, and it kept a certain distance from the saber.
Shao Xuan reached out and touched the saber, which was not as cold as the stone. After dozens of years, the strong murderous aura on the saber had settled down. After many rounds of polishing, the saber had become a little smaller due to wear and tear. The blade, which was originally full of small nicks, had become smooth and sharp after being polished again.
Sighing softly, Shao Xuan carefully put on the saber with a leather sheath. Old Ke had given him his precious saber, and he wasn't afraid that he would lose it.
Putting the saber aside, Shao Xuan took a slate. The slate was made of low-grade stone, and Shao Xuan had specially brought it back to use as a writing board. He listed out the number of stone tools he planned to make and wrote them down on the slate.
In addition to spearheads and stone arrowheads, Shao Xuan also planned to make a few stone balls to bring along. When the time came, he could use the stone ropes or beast-tripping ropes.
For three consecutive days, Shao Xuan spent time at Old Ke's place, polishing stone tools and listening to Old Ke talk about hunting.
Old Ke didn't talk about his glorious past, and Shao Xuan didn't ask. When Old Ke wanted to talk about it, he would.
After finishing polishing the stone tools, Old Ke asked Shao Xuan, "Do you know why people who live on the mountainside rarely go fishing?"
Shao Xuan had always wondered about this question. Since everyone knew that there were fish in the river, why were there still so many people willing to risk their lives to hunt?
Logically speaking, fishing was so easy. As long as one mastered the technique, it wouldn't take much effort. Moreover, as far as Shao Xuan knew, not everyone who lived on the mountainside had enough food.
But in fact, Shao Xuan had only seen a few elderly people with limited mobility going down the mountain to join in the fishing. He didn't see any children on the mountain participating in the fishing. As for the soldiers, there was no need to mention them. Other than those who were responsible for guarding the river bank, he basically didn't see anyone snatching fish from the people of the mountain foot district.
Old Ke raised his head and looked out the window. They could see the mountains in the distance from that direction.
"Because of the ancestral teachings." Old Ke said, "Nine hundred years ago, the Chief and the Shaman left a warning at the same time. As long as you are a healthy warrior, you must go out and participate in hunting. Even when there is enough food, you must not indulge in comfort or slack off! I must do everything possible to improve myself! "
It wasn't easy for a totemic warrior to improve. When they went out to hunt, they had to go through many life-and-death struggles before they could be promoted from a beginner totemic warrior to an intermediate totemic warrior. It was even more difficult to improve further. People like Mai and the others were almost mentally prepared to stay in the wilderness every time they went out to hunt.
On the whole mountain, the people who lived in the mountain foot district were the weakest in terms of overall strength. At the same time, it also showed that these people's mentality was relatively lazy. But even so, Shao Xuan didn't see any reluctance on anyone's face every time they went out to hunt. Everyone was very active, even if they could now catch enough fish.
Many warriors on the mountain didn't let their children go down the mountain to fish, probably because they didn't want their children to form the idea that "getting food is actually very easy". From the brainwashing teachings passed down from generation to generation, they only needed to know that if they wanted food, they had to go into dangerous places and fight with the ferocious beasts in the mountains.
Only with pressure would there be motivation to improve.
"A warrior who hasn't been tested by hunting is not a real warrior!" Old Ke concluded.
It sounded cruel, but it was understandable. Thousands of years of persistence couldn't be changed by a fishing incident. They believed that it was easy to slack off when fishing, so they would continue to persevere. Not to mention, the Chief and the Shaman had already made a development plan a long time ago. There was nothing to do with fish, and the focus was on the distant mountains.
Shao Xuan remembered the murals on the wall of the stone room in the cave, and the last sentence, "One day, we will return to the old land. The glory is still there, and the fire of Yanjiao will never be extinguished. "
After leaving Ke's place and returning to his cabin, Shao Xuan gently counted the stone tools he made today, and classified them together with the stone tools he made a few days ago.
The stone arrowheads made by Shao Xuan himself were different from those made by Lang Ga. The arrowheads were more streamlined, the wings were striped, and the tips were slightly straighter. In addition, he also made some three-winged stone arrowheads. Different from the stone tools used for training, the stone tools prepared for hunting were engraved with Shao Xuan's name. This was something that every hunting warrior in the tribe would do.
After sorting out the stone tools, Shao Xuan turned back and saw Caesar squatting next to him, yawning. His ears drooped listlessly, and he looked like a lazy dog lying in front of his house. No wonder Lang Ga and the others didn't look at Caesar as prey, but directly ignored him. Caesar wasn't a challenge at all, and they weren't interested in him.
However, when the hunting team went out for about twenty days, what would Caesar do?
It was impossible for him to stay at home, and Shao Xuan didn't feel at ease if no one looked after him.
Should he send him to the mountain and ask the Shaman for help? No, the old faker couldn't take care of anyone when he was busy.
Shao Xuan even thought about sending Caesar to the cave, but in the end, he gave up the idea. If he was sent to the cave, Caesar would do whatever he wanted, and those kids wouldn't be able to control him at all.
After thinking of several candidates, Shao Xuan decided to let Old Ke keep an eye on him. Besides, Caesar would be more obedient in Old Ke's place.
Caesar had been making stone tools in Old Ke's place for a long time, so he was familiar with the place. Besides, Shao Xuan also believed that Old Ke could take good care of Caesar.
Therefore, on the third day after the hunting team came back, those who stayed behind were ready to set off.
Shao Xuan took Old Ke's knife and the stone tools he made, and took a detour to Old Ke's house. He left Caesar at Old Ke's place, and left a lot of fish and meat. Caesar had grown bigger, and his appetite was not small.
"Stay here and guard the door. I'll pick you up when I come back."
When he was walking up the mountain with the equipment on his back, Shao Xuan could still hear Caesar's moans, which sounded quite pitiful … He was becoming more and more like a dog.
According to the previous agreement with Lang Ga, Shao Xuan would go to Lang Ga first when he reached the mountainside, and then Lang Ga would take him up the mountain. Before the hunting team set off, there was a mobilization meeting. Shao Xuan did not know many of the procedures, so he had to be guided by someone, or else it would be easy to make mistakes.
When Shao Xuan arrived, Lang Ga was already waiting at the door, with several big animal skin bags and net bags full of tools.
"Let's go." Lang Ga walked in front with the equipment on his back.
When he followed Lang Ga up the mountain, many people saw Shao Xuan and were surprised. They did not expect that Shao Xuan would be able to go hunting with them this time.
"Is Fei not going?" Shao Xuan asked Lang Ga.
Shao Xuan saw Fei's figure just now, but he did not bring any equipment, nor did he want to go up the mountain. He looked at Shao Xuan angrily.
"Him?" Lang Ga lowered his voice. "During the last hunting trip, he was disobedient and made a mess. This time, Mai and the others did not let Fei go with them. They told him to stay at home and reflect. We'll talk about it next time. Anyway, don't think about it this time. So Xuan, when you go hunting with the hunting team, you must listen to them. "
"Got it." Shao Xuan replied.
On the way, they met Ang and a few others who had a good relationship with Lang Ga, so they went up the mountain together.
The mobilization meeting was held at the same place as last time, but this time the whole fire pit was not lit.
The Shaman was wearing a gray cloak, standing by the fire pit with a walking stick in his hand. He was talking with Chief Ao. When Shao Xuan looked over there, the Shaman also looked over. When he saw Shao Xuan, he was stunned. Obviously, he remembered Shao Xuan this time, and did not expect that Shao Xuan would join this hunting mission.
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