Chapter 53: 53 times

Everyone was very happy to recover from the eyes, and this magical day could not be seen, and later it was re-emerged, which made him cover a mysterious feeling of belonging to the priest.
At least fierce and Awu are so strict.
The next day, he calmed the sternness of the nine winds and bee colonies, carrying a simple bag, and carrying a herbal bag at the waist to start with the original battle.
The two quickly passed through the safe winged soak wetland and headed for the left corner of the salt lake.
Crossing the salt lake, and going further is a prairie. All kinds of weeds and low shrubs grow up indiscriminately. In the summer, the weeds here are higher than people, and they will be buried in the grass. The beast fell.
In winter, the grassland vegetation is not so dense. Many grasses are not bent, but they are all bent down/body. Because these long grasses fall down, some low vegetation on the ground also reveals the true colors.
After a long walk, he did not recognize the more familiar plants. This is related to the fact that the vegetation is already yellow or withered. He suspects that he has seen small daylilies and wild donkeys, but he is not sure, he can only wait for the spring of next year. Can you know.
Looking up at the sky, the sun didn't come out today, the sky was dark and cold, and he made a stern sigh. He followed the two steps and followed the original battle road with the wooden stick in front. "You have to go down the second snow."
"how do you know?"
Strictly did not say that the nine winds went out for a walk in the morning and told him, only laughed.
The original battle licked his lips. "Let's go back soon and try to come back before the snow falls. Can you understand the nine winds and bee colonies?"
Suddenly, the question did not make the prematurely eagerly panicked. He looked at the youth strangely and looked at it with a natural look: "I am a priest of the mountain gods and nine winds. Can I understand it if it is not? Group... I think it may be related to what the nine winds have given me. I don’t know why."
"Why is your eyes suddenly invisible?"
"I didn't say it? Punish." Yanmou's face showed a proper annoyed look, saying: "I will tell you something that I can tell you, but there are some things, if I didn't take the initiative to tell you, please also You don't want to find out the bottom, it's a jealous thing for me to vent the open air machine."
Heavenly machine? The original war felt that it was getting harder and harder to listen to the teenager now. Sometimes he had to guess based on the context and his tone. Because he used a lot of pronunciations and words, he never even heard it.
"Well, if you don't want to say it in the future, I won't ask more, but if it is related to everyone's life, you better explain it to me in advance."
"You are ordering me?"
The two stood still and looked at each other. They were both unhappy and patient.
The cold wind blew through the earth. In the grasslands where there were at least half a person high, the black and yellow ground was exposed. The mud and grass roots were frozen into ice slag, wrapped in the skin of the animal skin, and the toes were frozen and hurt. Very good place to talk, but neither of them would want to look away first.
The original battle of dare barefoot in the big winter took the lead in the confrontation: "Your character is not like your face, salt is silent, is it that every priest will gradually become annoying?"
The expression is stern, frozen! "I didn't expect you to like me, nor do you need it. In the original battle, you did save me a life, but I still give you more than enough."
"You hate me, why?" The original war asked directly, and the problem poked him for too long.
Severely laughing, this kid wants to spread his words to him today?
Yeah, some words he has been in his stomach for a long time, do not spit!
"You even asked me why I hate you? No, no, don't give gold to your face. You are not worthy of letting me hate you. I am at most... I don't see you." With the nine winds and the eater bee As a patron, the nature is gradually exposed, and the speech is becoming less and less like a teenager.
"Why?" The original war looks like an iron heart to ask the answer.
"Why!" Yan Ma laughed abruptly. "The slave also has dignity, but how do you treat me? You / still dare to be strong... Is it a man who can endure such a thing?!"
"You are angry for this?" The original war was shocked. He still wondered if he hadn't let the little slaves eat enough to make him hate him so much. He didn't expect it to be the code.
"I shouldn't be angry?" He smiled sternly. "Or do you want me to try the ground?"
"If you can beat me." The original war is really not understanding why the teenager is so worried about the matter, are they not all living like this? When the tribes were not formed earlier, the priests in the tribe encouraged everyone to go out and find women from other ethnic groups. They saw that other women were directly robbed, and as long as they gave them a full stomach, they would Stay in the tribe. Sometimes women can't be found, and men who see pleasing eyes will stun and go back directly to the tribe.
After the merger of several tribes into tribes and tribes with slaves, this kind of robbing situation is better. Even so, they see that the weak tribes are still robbed, otherwise where are so many slaves available?
In general, the tribe lacks a woman, not to mention sleeping slaves. It is normal for two warriors to mix together. Whether it is with slaves or warriors, there will be women in the future.
What kind of hate does this kind of thing have? I am not hungry and I am not hitting you.
Dissatisfied with the original war, said directly: "I raise you, give you a full meal, give you a tent to sleep, and give you medicine to help you recover, what happened to me when I slept?"
Strictly seeing the youth's straightforward appearance, it is blocked and heartache. This world view, values, and outlook on life are fundamentally different. How can he tell this person that this insult is one of the most unbearable shameful humiliations in his world for ordinary men in his world, even if he is starved to death? Personal dignity that cannot be violated.
Shake his hand in a weak and weak manner. "In this case, if one day you become a slave, someone from other tribes will buy you or it back. He will give you food and drink, and give you a place to live. Are you willing to let him sleep? ?"
The original battle frowned, he did not seem to have thought about this question at all. "If I can't beat him, I can only accept it. If I can beat him, then of course I am sleeping, I think."
"But then you were injured, or there are other people, you have no way to resist."
The original battle was gloomy and sullen: "I will find ways to kill him afterwards, escape and destroy the tribe."
Strictly spread your hands and see!
The original battle face is ugly. He now finds that this kind of thing is so normal to others, but once it falls on his head, it seems quite unbearable.
Then why are those women, including his mother and his mother, so accepting the reality so easily? Moreover, his mother had been robbed once by a tribe, and gave birth to two children to a man of that tribe. Later, the tribe was attacked and seized by the original tribe, and his mother was robbed back by his father.
But his mother did not escape in that tribe, and did not escape after the original tribe. So he lived with his father and gave birth to him until he was five or six years old because he wanted to give him a younger brother. It was a desperate ghost. When he was not born, he killed his mother and himself.
This is true of his mother, and many women and slaves in the tribe are like this.
Why are they not angry and rebellious like little slaves? Why are they accepting reality so easily?
Because they are not strong enough, can they be patient in order to survive?
"Strong, giving. The weak, can only accept." The original war seems to figure out what it is. His eyes have spent less than ten seconds from being confused to being firm. "I am not wrong, the tribe does not practice." Wrong, only powerful people can kill beasts, defeat enemies, and only powerful people can get everything, and the weak can only be forced to accept."
My grandfather! Strictly thought that he finally convinced this person, but I thought that this person actually went to the extreme direction.
"Fuck! The weak have no right to subsistence? Is it a weak person to hunt and fight? Are you a woman born? Without slaves, you will save so many things? That day when you become a weak person..."
The original battle directly interrupted him. "I will remember all the shame and become stronger again!"
Strictly the body was shivering and the teeth trembled: "So what you mean is, if I can't beat you, will you continue to sleep?"
The original battle did not answer, turned directly, and did not go back.
"Hey! You can tell me clearly! If you still want me to be your tribal priest, I advise you not to have any kind of thoughts for me. Are you not missing a woman? I will see you on the road later. Grab a come back!"
"So I can grab those women, but I can't force you? Why? Because you are more useful than those women? Because you can threaten me? Because you are stronger than those women?" The youth turned to mock the teenager, "Don't deny it, My priest, you are exactly the same as us."
Strictly feel the heart again. Although the other party is arrogant, it makes you unable to refute. How does he answer the youth? Say that a woman should be a vassal of a man? Why does that woman make a man's vassal? Is it because the natural fat content is more than the muscle content? Natural physique problems are doomed to be weak? And the weak can only accept the arrangement and coercion of the strong?
The problem turns back. If some men are as weak, then why can't they live like a woman? Women can accept such a life, why can't men accept it?
"A woman can also be very powerful..." Strictly weak and weak, he does not know that he has gone.
"Yes, women can be very powerful, and the patriarch of the Japanese is a woman."
Strictly slap your head, so this is still a strong and weak problem. Whether it is a man or a woman, you have the power to speak only if you are strong. If you want to be bullied and forced by others, and you want the respect and awe of others, then you have to have some skills that can make others jealous. At least, they must be strong in some respects, strong enough for others to need you, not to lose you, nor Dare to offend you.
So he was convinced by a primitive person who advocated force.
A prairie fox ran in the light of the faces of the two, and ran back to look at them.
Strictly watching the disappearing fox tail coveted.
The original battle was suddenly alarmed.
"I am not weak." Yan Mo ran to catch the man, could not help but stressed, "I am just not good at hunting and fighting, but I want to kill you very easily, do you want to try?"
"I won't give you a chance. I want to sleep you later, I will tie you up." The original war answered, turning around and looking around.
"..." Slightly sighed, did this guy have such an idea after seeing his own gold needle?
"Don't forget, I still have nine winds and a eater." Someone wants to get back to the field and face.
"I know that you can call those eater bees." The young man turned his head and did not let him step into the pit in front. "Every time I send you to the tree, those eater bee will leave me but leave." I won't marry me, I know that the eater bee is under your command, you don't want me to see what you are doing in that hive."
"Oh, really smart." Someone smiled and laughed, and was helped by others.
"The eater is afraid of fire, you have anxious me, I put the torch to burn the hive."
"I let them kill you first!" Someone didn't realize it at this time, and their serious discussion had gradually begun to develop into a naive quarrel.
"I will figure out a way to get their thorns out of my flesh." The youth whispered vaguely.
"what did you say?"
The young man paused and turned his head. "I said, I was particularly excited when I thought that I would do it under the eyes of the mountain and the eater's eyes."
"...you are this metamorphosis!"
"What is metamorphosis?" Young people can't guess.
Slightly sneer, "I mean you are not normal, because your brain is growing in the testicles/pill, leaving only the cerebellum in the neck... Hey!"
Strictly, the whole person was suddenly pushed to the ground by the youth. Because the speed was too fast, he couldn’t even protect himself. His mouth was almost intimately in contact with the earth.
Strictly looking up is about to swear, the young man turned his fingers to the front of his lips, and even the voice did not sound.
When he was alert, he felt that the air seemed a bit wrong. The wind brought a stench like a wild animal that he had smelled in the zoo. The wind also heard the grass being swayed. It seems that there are medium-sized animals walking through the grass.
There is something in the grass far away, and I feel that I seem to see something, but I am not sure.
The two quietly crouched in place until the smell and the shuttle completely went away.
The original warrior held a wooden stick, and the one leg was raised. The six-way ear was listening to the eight sides, and the cat stood up slowly.
Slightly tilted his head and asked him with his eyes: Can you get up?
The original battle stretched his hand.
Strictly followed his hand and stood up. "What is it?"
The original battle expression was dignified. "It is a wolf beast, a white-tailed wolf. At least twenty have passed."
Twenty wolves? Strictly take a breath of air and ask: "Where did they go?"
"In the direction of the forest, white-tailed wolves generally live on the edge of forests and grasslands. This piece is probably their hunting ground."
Strictly regretted, he should try to bring a group of eater bees to come out, "So we have to move on?"
"Of course. What are you afraid of? But only twenty wolves, there are nine winds, this grassland will not have large carnivorous beasts." The original battle did not know what to use as a reference, adjusted the direction, with strictness Continue to move deep into the grasslands.
"Do you know where the Awu tribe lived?" Strictly seeing the young man's chest, he is curious.
"I don't know. But the place where people live will leave traces. We just need to find traces and touch it."
Strictly do not know how to find such traces, can only silently follow the youth.
In fact, he also asked about the nine winds, knowing where the Ao people lived, and the nine winds only told him in the grasslands, next to a small lake. Asking for a detailed reference, it can't be said, just saying that it is the nearest two-legged monster.
After the two did not speak again, they walked through the grasslands one after the other.
This trip once again made it possible for the military to realize that there is no such experienced hunter as the original war, and that it is inherently sensitive to the local environment. He may just walk in the grassland and be given some invisible pits and cracks. The pit died.
They almost stepped into a small swamp on the way.
It may not be appropriate to say that the swamp is correct. The correct statement may be a muddy pond. It is very small. It is only about one foot long and has a surface with floating grass. If you don't look carefully, you can't see that it is a mud pond.
Fortunately, the long sticks proposed in the original battle played a huge role. When the original battle explored the road, the wooden stick was inserted into the small half.
The original battle felt wrong and immediately pulled out.
"There are a lot of similar muddy ponds in the grasslands and woods. When you walk, don't put your whole body weight on your feet. Every step you step on will be stepped on. When the wooden stick tells you that the land in front is safe, you will settle again. The original war taught the boy not because he was his future priest, but that every tribal warrior had the responsibility to teach his tribe's minors, including his own slaves, one to make them in a cruel environment. Live longer, and second, in order not to let the other side drag themselves.
After the muddy pond, the original battle found traces of human action.
Strictly stunned for a long time, did not find the so-called traces, the current "not shameless to ask" said: "How do you see the Awu people appear here?"
The original war did not laugh at him. He pointed to a weed in front of the left. "Is there any? The wild grass has been pulled off a lot."
It was pointed out by the youth, and the silence was also seen.
The original battle went over and touched the weeds. "The weeds here are long and tough, suitable for grass ropes."
Suddenly blinked and found that there were a few grasses behind the weeds. He looked a bit familiar. Just wanted to go over and look at it, the original battle has continued.
Helpless, the only thing to keep up with, he dare not stay alone in the wilderness.
After that, the original battle 6 continued to find many signs of human activities, and along the traces really touched the vicinity of the Awu community.
It is a small tribe. Looking at the number and size of tents, this tribal population will not exceed one hundred at most.
Perhaps for the convenience of life, the tribe built the tent on the upper vent of a small lake.
The lake is not big, and the lake is covered with weeds. These weeds are also strong in vitality. Although they are already yellow, they are still standing.
Originally, with the original war, braved the waist and hid in the grass to secretly observe the strictness of the Awu tribe. After seeing the lake, he suddenly stood up excitedly.
"Mer?" The original battle quickly wanted to pull him down. Is there anyone else at the lake?
"Linen!"
"what?"
"There are some linens around the lake that are just behind the weeds!" I just saw a few scattered ones that I dare not confirm. But such a large piece, he can no longer admit his mistakes. Strictly facing such a large piece of natural linen, excited to almost voice changes.