At the foot of the rocky mountain, in the yard outside the bamboo house, red peony roots are growing herbs.
Since having the hydraulic mashing device, she no longer has to waste time and energy mashing medicine every day, and has more time to do other things.
A medicinal field has been opened in the yard. The bamboo roots, tree roots and gravel in the soil have been cleared away. Chi Shao plans to plant some rare herbs in the medicinal field so that they can be easily used when necessary.
Suddenly, Chi Shao felt uneasy, as if something big was about to happen.
"The old witch said that after gaining witchcraft power, you can sometimes predict good or bad luck. Is there a disaster about to happen?"
The more Chi Shao thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. She put down her bones and hurried into the bamboo house.
Chi Shao stood by the fire pond, took a deep breath, faced the dancing flames, and began to recite the ancient mantra: "ㄓㄌㄡㄤㄞ..."
This is the divination spell that the old witch taught her when teaching witch doctor skills. Through divination, she can more accurately predict the good or bad luck of some things.
As the mantra was chanted, the flames in the fire pit grew a lot taller, and started beating with an unspeakable rhythm.
Most of the witchcraft power in Chi Shao's body is concentrated in her eyes. If anyone is present, they will definitely see that her eyes are like glass, emitting a faint light.
After reciting the incantation, Chi Shao stared at the flames intently, and saw a moving picture in the flames.
It was a group of ferocious bird-billed mosquitoes, followed by many mosquito tribe warriors.
When Chi Shao wanted to see more clearly, the picture in the flames disappeared. She groaned, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.
Although the art of divination can predict good and bad luck, it will backfire on itself. The bigger the incident, the more serious the backlash will be.
The old witch once warned her sternly not to divine major events such as the future of the tribe easily.
Chi Shao didn't care so much at the moment. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and hurried out of the bamboo house to find Jiang Xuan.
At this moment, Jiang Xuan is leading people to dig ditches. After digging, the fields can be irrigated during droughts and the fields can be quickly drained during heavy rains. It is an indispensable project for planting crops.
"Chief, leader..."
Chi Shao hurriedly ran to Jiang Xuan. At this time, Jiang Xuan was digging soil and was covered in mud.
"What happened?"
Jiang Xuan had rarely seen Chi Shao so flustered. She had always been calmer than ordinary people.
"The mosquito tribe is here again, and there are many of them!"
Chi Shao's words made everyone nervous, including Jiang Xuan.
Shen Teng has fallen asleep and the old witch has left. Once the Mosquito tribe launches a massive attack, what will they do to resist?
Jiang Xuan jumped up from the half-dug ditch and shouted: "Everyone returns to the bamboo house immediately!"
For a time, the entire Vine Tribe, whether they were warriors or tourists, no matter what they were doing, they all put down their work and hurried back with their tools on their shoulders.
Jiang Xuan washed his hands casually a few times, then took the bone and followed Chi Shao back, asking, "What on earth is going on?"
Red Shao has not left the tribe during this period, and the warriors responsible for guarding the tribe did not issue a warning. The mosquitoes from the Mosquito Tribe did not appear. How did Red Shao know that the Mosquito Tribe was coming?
Of course, Jiang Xuan knew very well that Chi Shao would not joke about such a big matter.
Chi Shao said hurriedly: "I learned divination from the old witch. I suddenly had heart palpitations while working today, so I tried to use flames to do divination."
"I saw in the flames the mosquitoes and a large number of warriors from the Mosquito Tribe coming here."
Flame divination is an extremely ancient and mysterious divination method. In addition, there are also water divination, bone divination, tortoise shell divination and so on.
Jiang Xuan didn't know how reliable this divination method was, but now that the Vine Tribe had lost the protection of the Divine Vine, it was very vulnerable.
Even if this is just a false alarm, Jiang Xuan must prepare a complete countermeasure, because the Teng tribe cannot afford to gamble.
what to do?
Jiang Xuan was thinking hard about countermeasures as he walked.
The current situation is very difficult. Even if all the warriors of the Teng tribe are killed, they still cannot withstand the attack of the Mosquito tribe.
We can no longer rely on external forces, because now we have nothing to borrow and can only rely on ourselves.
He couldn't hide in the cave for long, because the last time he escaped from the cave, he was discovered by the mosquito tribe.
Those bird-billed mosquitoes are extremely sensitive to human odor and heat sources, and the warriors of the mosquito tribe are not vegetarians.
Jiang Xuan's heart sank little by little, and the entire Vine Tribe suddenly stood on the edge of the cliff. As long as someone pushed gently, the entire Vine Tribe would fall to pieces and be destroyed forever.
Could it be that the tribe that had just started to get on the right track was going to be destroyed so easily?
Jiang Xuan simply couldn't accept that the tribe he had worked so hard to build was facing such a result.
In fact, Jiang Xuan could also abandon the tribe and run away with only Red Peony Root, Uncaria, Stone Loach and Nan Xing. They are all warriors of two colors. The people from the Mosquito Tribe have not arrived yet, so there is a high chance of running away.
But in that case, everyone else will die, everything the Vine Tribe has will be snatched away by the Mosquito Tribe, and Jiang Xuan himself may also be caught up.
Is there a way to keep everyone alive and minimize losses?
Jiang Xuan couldn't think of it for a moment, and Chi Shao couldn't think of it either. The others could only worry.
Soon, everyone ran back to the bamboo house. Jiang Xuan called everyone to the open space, feeling confused.
"The Mosquito Tribe is coming!"
Jiang Xuan's words caused everyone to be in an uproar.
Including Gan Song and others, they had also heard about the grudges between the Vine Tribe and the Mosquito Tribe, and even saw Naxi's skeleton hanging on the tree.
"Now, everyone hides all the food, tools, and important things in the cave, and then uses the fastest speed to block the entrance to the cave and hide it."
Gan Song couldn't help but ask: "Chief, what happens after you hide it?"
Jiang Xuan looked at Gan Song, gritted his teeth and said, "Run!"
Gan Song said anxiously: "Then...then those things we planted..."
"I can't control that much anymore!" Jiang Xuan said: "Save your life first. Besides, the crops haven't yielded fruit yet, so people from the Mosquito tribe may not move."
Gan Song clenched his only fist, and veins popped out on his arms.
Those crops were all his hard work. At this moment, he wished he could stay and fight the mosquito tribe.
Dajiao, who was in charge of breeding, said urgently: "Chief, can the animals we breed be taken away?"
Jiang Xuan shook his head and said, "If we take those animals with us, we won't be able to escape."
Dajiao was silent, feeling that his heart was bleeding, but there was nothing he could do.
Jiang Xuan comforted: "Whether it is crops or farmed animals, we can replant and raise them again, but if the people are gone, then there will be nothing."
This sentence not only comforts others, but also comforts myself.
However, Jiang Xuan still didn't say a word, that is, with so many people, it is still unknown how many can escape.
"Okay, we don't have time. Let's go hide things quickly. Remember to hide the entrance of the hole well, and then run away."
Although everyone was reluctant to give up and felt aggrieved, they had no choice but to follow Jiang Xuan's instructions and hide all the important things in the cave as quickly as possible, then block the entrance to the cave, and Hide well with clutter.
As for whether the people of the Mosquito Tribe can find the hole in the ground, whether they can dig the hole and take away the things inside, they can't control that much.
After a while, most of what could be hidden was hidden.
Dajiao gritted his teeth and after asking Jiang Xuan, he released all the animals that had not been successfully tamed.
Dajiao would like these animals to return to the mountains and forests, and does not want to be snatched away by the mosquito tribe!
Everyone simply brought some food and weapons, and then gathered together again, ready to escape.
Until this moment, Jiang Xuan was still thinking hard about how to protect everyone, and he had a splitting headache thinking about it.
He had an intuition that there must be a way to overcome this crisis, but he had not thought of this method in such a short period of time.
