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Early in the morning, the tribe woke up from the quietness as usual, and gradually recovered. It looked peaceful and peaceful.
Ge yawned and walked out of the door. He planned to go to the riverside to check on those kids who were fishing.
Ge stretched himself as he walked. Suddenly, he heard some noise, so he looked over there.
It was the noise from the people who were guarding the Path of Glory.
It was about time for the hunting team to come back. Recently, another hunting team in the tribe was preparing.
Now, Ge followed their line of sight. On the Path of Glory, two soldiers were carrying a person and running up the mountain. It seemed that the person being carried had already lost consciousness. Moreover, the two soldiers were running very fast.
Could it be that the injury was very serious? So serious that he might die immediately?
The person being carried was an adult warrior, not a kid. This made Ge feel a little relieved. Because the day of the hunting team's return was getting closer and closer, Old Ke was anxious every day. He had not slept well for many days. Now, even though Old Ke still had a straight face, the others could see that Old Ke was in a very bad mental state.
"Tut, is it necessary?" Ge sneered.
Since someone had already sent back the severely injured hunting team members, the hunting team would probably come back this afternoon or tomorrow.
He wanted to go to Old Ke and tell him about this. But after thinking about it, Ge decided to wait for a while, to see if there were any more injured warriors or other abnormal movements. Many people had the same idea as Ge. Some people who had nothing to do decided to wait here for the whole day.
Not long after, Ge and the other people near the foot of the mountain heard a commotion. Moreover, the sound came from the mountain.
Everyone looked up and saw a few people running down the mountain on the Path of Glory. What made their jaws drop was that one of them was a shaman!
In the past, when the hunting team returned, the Shaman would wait at the top of the Path of Glory to welcome the returning warriors. But now, the Shaman was running down the mountain in a hurry, protected by two warriors. They were afraid that the Shaman would fall down. From the looks of it, if it weren't for his old age and the inconvenience of his legs, the shaman would probably have run.
When Shamaness passed by them on the Path of Glory, Ge and the others could clearly see the expression on her face. Shamaness, who had always been calm, was actually anxious. She looked as if she was about to cry.
What in the world happened?
This was what everyone who saw this scene from the top to the bottom of the mountain thought. No matter what it was, it must be something big. Otherwise, the Shaman wouldn't be like this.
Thinking that something big might have happened, everyone felt uneasy.
Ge hurried over to Old Ke.
Old Ke, who was suffering from severe insomnia, had dark circles under his eyes. For the past few days, he had been absent-mindedly grinding stone tools in his room early in the morning. In fact, he knew that he couldn't make any satisfactory stoneware in this state, but he just wanted to find something to do. Otherwise, he might not be able to resist going to the Path of Glory to guard it, or go to the outskirts of the tribe to wait.
He was anxious.
Caesar was lying on the side listlessly. The fur on his body was dull. He was lying on his side, with a bone in his mouth. He was bored and would grind his teeth on the bone. He looked lazy.
Suddenly, Caesar's ears twitched. He got up and looked at the window.
"Old Ke!"
Ge's voice came from outside the window. His voice sounded very anxious.
Old Ke, who was grinding the stone tool, was startled. He exerted force in his hand and broke the thin stone tool.
The next moment, Ge jumped in through the window. He knew that Old Ke wasn't in the mood to install traps on the window. Ge was now more daring, unlike before when he had to be very careful.
"What's wrong?" Old Ke rarely asked first.
"I don't know, but something must have happened!" Ge told Old Ke what he had just seen.
Even with his rich hunting experience, Old Ke couldn't figure out the meaning of the Shaman's behavior. He stopped grinding the stone tool and walked out with his crutch. Caesar didn't stay in the room either. Maybe he knew that the hunting team was coming back, so he followed Old Ke out.
When Old Ke and Ge arrived at the Path of Glory, the people near the mountain foot area had already gathered there. It was said that many people were still walking to the periphery of the tribe, up and down the mountain. The Shaman's behavior just now made everyone feel very uneasy, but they couldn't find out the reason.
Soon, some people came back. The Shaman was still walking in the front. The difference was that the Shaman only looked anxious before, but now he was crying in public.
Walking to the intersection of the Path of Glory at the foot of the mountain, the Shaman stood there, looking in the direction where the hunting team came back.
And the people who went to the periphery of the tribe to inquire about the situation were just like the Shaman. They were so excited that their eyes turned red. When they returned to the crowd, they simply told them what happened in a low voice.
"What?! Ancestor?! "A person with poor self-control and a loud voice exclaimed.
As soon as he finished speaking, he was beaten to the ground by the people next to him.
"Keep your voice down!!"
Now that they knew the reason why the Shaman was so excited, the people's uneasiness faded away and was replaced by a rapidly rising excitement.
Just like Mai and the others, the people in the tribe were so excited that they were stunned. They didn't come back to their senses until they heard that the hunting team had arrived.
Although there were only about two hundred people in the long hunting team, with the addition of the prey, it looked particularly magnificent.
However, this time, the people in the tribe didn't pay attention to the prey, but stared at the wooden sedan in the front.
The top of the wooden sedan had been removed when they returned to the tribe. Now everyone could clearly see the four figures kneeling on the sedan.
It was reasonable to say that these four ancestors were found by Shao Xuan, so he should be the first one to carry the ancestors from the Path of Glory to the sacrificial ground. Unfortunately, Shao Xuan was only a child, and it was natural for tall and strong warriors to carry the ancestors. Relatively speaking, Shao Xuan was really … too short.
The people in the hunting team all felt sorry for Shao Xuan, but in fact, Shao Xuan didn't think so. Carrying the sedan not only required lifting, but also paying attention to the direction. No matter where they went, they had to make sure that the four ancestors were kneeling in the direction of the tribe. Therefore, along the way, the people who carried the sedan sometimes walked straight, sometimes at a certain angle, and sometimes in a different direction.
"Welcome back ancestors!" The Shaman raised his arms and shouted, then knelt down in the ritual of the ancestors.
The other people in the tribe also knelt down in excitement.
Shao Xuan struggled to drag the prey, and then heard the sound of knees knocking on the ground, which made his teeth ache.
After kneeling down, the Shaman stood up and guarded beside the wooden sedan. He was the Shaman of the tribe, so of course he had to guard the ancestors.
The Shaman followed the wooden sedan up the mountain, but the others still knelt down. When the wooden sedan passed, they slightly raised their heads and looked at the hunting team walking behind the sedan.
The hunting team was about ten meters away from the wooden sedan. As usual, the hunting team members brought back their prey to show off their hunting results. Compared to the past, Mai's hunting team had much less prey, but they had found their ancestors. In the hearts of the people in the tribe, they were the best hunters in the hunting team this time.
Shao Xuan had a lot of prey. He carried them on his shoulders, with a rope in his hand, and the other end of the rope was tied to the Thorn Black Wind.
Shao Xuan had to work hard by himself, but fortunately, he had the help of Mao and other warriors in the hunting team.
"Wow! That is … "Someone at the foot of the Path of Glory exclaimed.
Those ferocious black thorns, those hard scales that looked like armor, even though they had lost their vitality, they still looked like the God of Death.
Those were Thorn Black Winds!
And there were three of them!
Oh my god, that was unbelievable! What was even more unbelievable was that there were two kids dragging the Thorn Black Wind in the front!
However, with the matter of the "ancestor" in front of them, the shock brought about by this was not that strong. They were only told that it was Mai's hunting team that found their ancestors, but they did not know the details.
Mao was a little embarrassed. After all, he did not contribute much in the hunting of the Thorn Black Wind. Before the hunt started, he wanted to outdo Shao Xuan, but he did not expect that he could not help much at the critical moment.
Shao Xuan saw Old Ke and Ge standing at the periphery of the crowd, as well as Caesar, who was wagging his tail happily. He curled up the corner of his mouth and smiled, while thinking about how to tell Old Ke about the teeth knife when he went back. (The novel "Primeval War Records" will have more new content on the official Wechat platform, and there will be a 100% lucky draw gift for everyone! Open Wechat now, click the "+" sign on the top right to "Add Friend", search for the public account "qdread" and follow it. Hurry up!)
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