Primitive Tribe Adventure

"Uncle Bao, when did you come behind me? It's so good to hide, I didn't even notice it."

Fengyun pretended to inadvertently ask the outbreak.

"I just arrived, but fortunately, my eyesight found you in time and ran over to stop you, otherwise it would delay major events."

"It turns out that Uncle Mo just happened to find me and said that I leaned on myself."

Feng Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He would ask this, because he wanted to know if it was possible for Rao to discover that he had the eyes of a snake god.

When he used the eyes of the snake god, he was facing the burning forest, and he couldn't see it from behind, but the violence came from behind, and it came very late, and his expression was normal, which finally made his mind relieved. Come down.

"My statement is a little bit exaggerated, but I did warn you beforehand. Who made you turn a blind eye? Can you blame me?"

The violent lie was punctured, a little embarrassed, but he still defended himself.

"Warning? What warning?"

Feng Yun was really confused this time, he really hadn't received any warning.

"You really didn't find out?"

"Find what?"

"Forget it. It seems that if I don't show evidence, you won't admit it."

Bao looked a little angry, obviously he had misunderstood, thinking Fengyun was quibbling.

"Uncle Bao, don't get me wrong, I really haven't received any warning."

Feng Yun felt that it was necessary to defend himself, he didn't want to be unjustly wronged.

"Come with me. I'll show you the evidence."

Bao stopped talking, turned and walked towards the bamboo forest.

Feng Yun followed behind him, and he was also very curious in his heart, not knowing what kind of evidence Vio could produce.

After running less than twenty feet away, he stopped.

"Uncle Bao, why aren't you leaving?"

"I have found the evidence, where am I going?"

"Found it? Where is it?"

"Boy Yun, are you pretending to be stupid, or are you deliberately mad at me? You can't even see such a big grass sign?"

The violent detective pointed at a bamboo about three feet in front of him, with an angry face.

"This is the grass sign? I have seen it before, but what does it have to do with the warning in your mouth?"

Feng Yun looked at Feng's fingers and found that he was not referring to bamboo, but a bunch of grass tied to the bamboo pole, which was the grass mark in his mouth.

The grass mark is very big, much bigger than a human head, and it is very conspicuous.

He had found the trail of grass markers before, and he could not see more than one.

He guessed that it was left by the storm or thunder. As for what they wanted to express, it should be safe here and move forward with confidence.

Listening to the violent tone now, Feng Yun realized that his guess was very likely to be wrong. Cursive signs did not mean safety, on the contrary, they were actually warning signs that were dangerous ahead.

"Boy Yun, you really don't know what the grass sign means?"

Bao seemed to feel that Fengyun was indeed not pretending to be mad and stupid, and his expression eased, but there was still a hint of doubt in his tone.

"Uncle Bao, I really don't know what this cursive sign means. I thought it was you or Brother Lei who wanted to tell me that it's safe here, so feel free to move forward."

"Huh! It seems that some of the little cubs in the tribe have itchy skin and want me to stop them. I shouldn't tell the children about such an important thing. It's really time to fight."

His eyes widened, anger ignited in his eyes.

"Uncle Bao, don't be angry, maybe they just neglected, or they think I'm still young, and haven't said it until I know it."

"Well, now that I have time, please ask Uncle Mo to talk to me so as not to misunderstand again."

"Misunderstanding? You are too small for these cursive markers. If you can't accurately grasp what they mean, it will be deadly."

He gave a sneer, but he still talked to Fengyun about what the cursive sign meant.

"This cursive sign means that there is danger ahead. It is forbidden to move forward. If you change it slightly, it is dangerous. Run away. This means safety ahead. This means waiting on the spot."

"This is also a warning, but it means that this hunting ground is mine, or something is mine, and it is not allowed to occupy it. This means that the prey is fierce, requesting support. This..."

Bao Bao untied the bunch of green grass from the bamboo, and while tied different knots, he explained to Feng Yun what they meant.

"I didn't expect a bunch of green grass to represent so much. It seems that I underestimate the wisdom of primitive people."

Feng Yun couldn't help feeling sighed as he listened to Vio's explanation, but he listened very carefully, and he remembered every rough knot that Vio made and every sentence he had said.

"I have said so much today. I will tell you more when I have time."

After hitting almost ten kinds of grass knots, Pan stopped, as if worried that if he said too much, Fengyun would not remember.

"I must ask Uncle Mo seriously for advice."

Feng Yun seemed serious.

He realized the value of these grass labels, if he could master and use them skillfully, it would indeed bring great convenience.

"Kid Yun, don't underestimate these grass markers. When hunting, use them well. Not only can you avoid a lot of dangers, but you can also double your harvest."

Violent's expression was serious, and wanted him to understand the importance of cursive marks.

"Uncle Storm, I understand."

"It's good to understand. Oh, yes. Boy Yun, do you really want to take a look at the burning forest?"

"I do want to take a look, but if it's too dangerous, forget it."

"Don't worry about this. If I show you the way, you will never be in danger. Well, in order to prevent Lei Boy from not seeing it, we will make more warning signs, my side, your side, lest he doesn’t Knowing to break in."

"Ok."

Wind clouds and storms spread to both sides, and a large grass mark was placed at intervals of about five feet in parallel to the blank area.

In fact, Riot had already marked a lot of grass, but just in case, Fengyun accepted Riot's proposal, and it didn't take long anyway.

The boundary line between the bamboo forest and the fire forest is not too long. In less than half an hour, the storm and the wind completed the task, gathered again, and walked to the blank area separating the bamboo forest and the fire forest.

"Uncle Bao, do you know what these white dust are? It seems terrible. As soon as those bugs are contaminated by it, they all fall to the ground."

Although Bao had assured Fengyun to ensure his safety, he was still a little worried.

In addition, he was really curious about the true identity of White Dust.

"The dust is actually grass ash."

"Grass ash? What kind of ash, so powerful?"

"Sleeping grass. It's a pity that you are late. If you arrive half a month earlier, you can see them. That blank area is their territory."

"What is sleeping grass? Can it really make people fall asleep?"

"Of course you can. Have you seen the end of those little bugs?"

"Then why are they all turned to ashes now? Oh, I see. Uncle Mo ignited them and burned them all."

"They were indeed burned, but it was not me who lit the fire. You might as well guess who made the fire?"

"I can't guess. Uncle Mo should tell me directly."

Without a clue, Feng Yun gave up decisively in order not to waste time.

"Young people are impatient. Okay. I tell you, but you will be surprised when I say it."

"Uncle Bao, don't lose your appetite. Who is it? You can talk quickly."

"It is the one that lit the sleeping grass."

Bao said, and pointed his hand straight ahead.

Feng Yun glanced over Yu's fingers.

When he saw clearly what he was referring to, he couldn't help but his eyes widened: "Uncle Bao, are you joking? Is it really the fire that ignites the sleeping grass?"

"Do I have to lie? Besides, I have decided to tell you the truth, so how can I lie to you?"

"I still can't believe it. The leaves of the burnt tree do look a bit like flames, but they are just like. How can they light up fire?"

Feng Yun still has not been persuaded.

"Kid Yun, don't doubt, what I said is indeed true."

"Uncle Bao, even if what you said is true. Then how do you explain why the burning trees only ignite the sleeping grass, but these bamboos have no traces of being burned?"

Feng Yun keenly caught a flaw in the violent argument.

"Why do I have the problem? This is a good explanation."

"Easy to explain? Uncle Mo, can you tell me?"

"The reason is very simple. Sleeping grass is poisonous, but bamboo does not."

"The burning tree is really so magical?"

Feng Yun still looked dubious.

"If you don't believe it, you can find poisonous weeds and try it yourself."

Bao is already a little impatient and doesn't want to entangle this issue anymore.

"Uncle Storm, I believe you."

Bao's performance made Fengyun believe his words.

At the same time, he also warned himself in his heart not to be too rare and strange in the future.

The primitive tribe he is currently in is very different from the primitive tribe in his memory, and the appearance of strange plants is not worth all the fuss.

"It's hard to talk to you."

"Uncle Storm, the sleeping grass was burned to ashes, and its toxicity is still there. How do we get there?"

"It's simple, look at me."

He violently drew out the knife, chopped off several bamboos, removed the branches and leaves, and tied them together, forming a long bamboo pole with a length of more than twenty feet.

Finally, a short bamboo branch was tied obliquely at the front end of the bamboo pole, forming a hook-like look.

Bao Bao grasped the end of the bamboo pole and ran it through the blank area, hooked a branch of a burning tree with the hook on the front end, pulled it hard, and tore it off.

The storm slowly retreated, trying to get the branches of the burning tree, but failed. A gust of wind blew by and fell into the blank area.

Fengyun witnessed the burning of the branches and leaves of the burning tree.

The moment it touched the sleepy grass ash on the ground, it burst into flames violently, as if it had been soaked in fuel for a long time.

The flame it produces when it burns is also unique, it turned out to be green, and it was still very green, quite strange.

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