"Set off"
After a simple breakfast, the group went straight to the Blackwater Tribe with the prepared pottery.
A few pots were even just taken out of the kiln this morning. I had made a lot of bowls before, but the number of pots was not large. As soon as they were fired, they were all used by everyone. They filled water for cooking, and finally no longer had to go through that process. There are days when dozens of people stare at a pot.
The Blackwater Tribe is located southeast of Teng She. According to Shui Er's description, Song Xuan estimated that it should be in the lower reaches of the river. However, no one has walked along the road along the river, so he still has to follow Shui Er over the mountains and ridges.
There were a lot of people traveling this time, so each person was given a few pottery, and the load was fairly easy. Except for a few pots, which were a little troublesome, it didn’t affect the activity too much.
Since everyone was carrying several sheep on their backs, everyone always felt a little cautious when moving, for fear of accidentally breaking them.
When packing, I also wrapped it again and again, wrapped it in several layers of animal skin, and then stuffed it into the innermost part.
Although Song Xuan has been near the tribe these days, he also has a lot of activities every day. Finally, he no longer needs Shi Meng and the others to slow down to take care of him like they did when they first arrived.
However, in order to reduce Song Xuan's burden, he still carried the fewest things among the entire team. He only brought the animal skins needed for camping in the wild and a small amount of food.
Song Xuan walked in the middle of the entire team, so he didn't have to worry about safety issues. Most of the places he walked were similar to roads. Although they were not very spacious, there was no problem for one or two people to pass through.
However, despite repeated care, Song Xuan could only lie weakly on the ground after a day of walking. For Song Xuan, the mountain road was too difficult to walk.
However, after smelling the aroma of the broth, Song Xuan still got up. After all, he was a divine envoy, and he couldn't care less about his image. The great envoy Song still had some idol baggage.
After a hearty meal, Song Xuan finally came to life. In order to rush on the road at noon, he only ate some dried meat.
In order to preserve the meat for a longer period of time, Teng She's dried meat was baked hard, and one bite would break the teeth. Even if it were to be torn off even a little bit, it would be very laborious. Song Xuan only took two bites and then gave up. In the end, it was just I just picked some wild fruits to make do.
The place to rest at night is definitely not as good as in the tribe. Although there are tents, they are obviously not enough for more than a dozen people. There are three tents, and each tent can only fit three people. The others have to find a place casually. Place to sleep.
Fortunately, the place was leeward and it wasn't too cold after lighting the bonfire. But in fact, except for Song Xuan, everyone else spends half of the year in the wild. The supplies this time are sufficient, so there is no problem. .
Although the Water Tribe was not close, it was okay to walk. On the fourth day after leaving Soaring Snake, Shui Er happily announced that he would be able to reach the Black Water Tribe today.
After detouring for a long time, the road returned to the river, but Song Xuan didn't know whether this was the same road in the tribe.
The terrain downstream is obviously much better, there are basically no big ups and downs, and the road is naturally much easier to walk.
Looking at the surrounding environment, Song Xuan could feel the determination of the Blackwater tribe to move. From the mountains in the north to the plains, the environment changed a lot.
The Tengshe Tribe walked around for a while, and finally chose a cave, choosing the easiest way to live.
I took a short break at noon, and after walking for a while I saw the Blackwater Tribe on the far bank of the river. From a distance, the houses didn’t look much different from the Tengshe Tribe before. They were all thatched houses.
"Angel! Tribe!"
After Shui Er saw his tribe, he excitedly introduced it to Song Xuan. After a few days of getting along, Shui Er also learned several words. This sentence was spoken in Mandarin. Although it was not so standard, it was still understandable. clear.
With Ben Tou, Song Xuan walked much more briskly. Soon after Shui Er left, he hurried to the tribe first, probably to go back and report.
There were no particularly tall trees along the river, so Song Xuan was not in a hurry and swayed slowly, just in time to give the water a little more time.
Seeing the houses of the Blackwater Tribe, Shi Meng and the others were obviously a little envious. The environment here seemed better than Soaring Snake.
Of course, this must be due to the Blackwater Tribe's construction over the years. There are fewer big trees around, the roads are wider, and it looks more popular.
When Song Xuan and his party arrived at the entrance of the tribe, someone from the Blackwater tribe had already been waiting here. The atmosphere of the meeting between the two parties was also very good. With Shui Er's introduction, the two parties got to know each other briefly.
This time it was a coincidence that the leader of the Blackwater Tribe was also in the tribe. The second leader was called Shui Er, and the big leader was naturally called Shui Yi. Song Xuan arranged a name for him very brainlessly.
But looking at the name translated by Shi Meng, Song Xuan didn't expect that there would be such a poetic name in primitive society.
Shi Meng pointed at the water, and then at the clouds in the sky, water clouds! It obviously didn't match the temperament of the person in front of him, but it wasn't his fault that someone else had a good name. Song Xuan also smiled and greeted Shui Yun.
In addition to the leader, the Blackwater Tribe also has a special person, their shaman. Song Xuan knew from his name that this person should be similar to himself, both of them are great masters.
"God's envoy, leader Shi Meng, please!"
Wu's status in the Blackwater Tribe was obviously very high. After entering the house, he sat side by side with Shuiyun.
Compared with other enthusiastic people, Wu was obviously much colder. Except for saying hello when they first met, he held the scepter and said nothing at all other times.
The witch's clothes are also more complicated than others. The animal skin is carefully made and very complete. In addition, there are many decorations on the body, most of which are animal teeth, bird feathers, and stones on the forehead. There is also a fish-shaped pattern engraved on it.
This pattern can be seen everywhere in the Blackwater tribe, presumably it is their totem. It seems that in terms of faith, Blackwater is indeed better than Soaring Snake.
Song Xuan had also learned about things related to Soaring Snakes at the beginning, but unfortunately their witch had died in the previous battle, and there was no rush to choose a new witch later. After Song Xuan came over, everyone gave up this idea and just I want to fill my stomach.
The house in Heishui is relatively strong. The big pillar in the middle is as thick as a person, and the surrounding wooden walls are also covered with mud. Although it is a wooden house, the wind outside will not affect the house at all.
Song Xuan looked around carefully. In addition to wanting to know more about them, he also wanted to learn. After all, there were many things that Teng She needed to build next.
It is always right to learn from their experience. In the two wars, Soaring Snake lost a lot of people, and many skilled people were sacrificed. Seeing more about the Blackwater Tribe can also avoid detours.
