The young man was still kneeling on the ground, his face getting redder and redder, even turning purple. His mouth was very big, and he looked at the soldiers with pleading eyes.
However, no one could help him.
Those crocodile tribe warriors may be very good at killing people, and they are also good at applying medicine to treat injuries.
But they couldn't figure out what was going on with the boy now, let alone help him.
The young man's eyes became desperate, his body was shaky, and he was even kneeling on the ground unsteadily.
Just then, a voice appeared.
"His trachea is blocked by a foreign object. The foreign object must be removed as soon as possible, otherwise he will be suffocated to death!"
The Crocodile Tribe warriors and the onlookers all looked in the direction of the sound, and saw that the speaker was none other than Jiang Xuan.
A crocodile tribe warrior walked up to Jiang Xuan in a few steps, grabbed Jiang Xuan's animal skin coat, and said urgently: "Can you save him?"
"God's Coming"
Jiang Xuandao: "If you let me go and let me give it a try, maybe he can save his life."
The crocodile tribe warrior realized that his move was too reckless, so he quickly let go.
"Save him quickly."
At this time, the crocodile tribe warriors also saw that the boy could not hold on for long. Although they did not know Jiang Xuan, as long as the boy had hope of survival, they should not give up.
"Get out of the way, don't get stuck here."
Jiang Xuan asked the crocodile tribe warriors surrounding the young man to disperse, and then without further delay, he immediately started rescuing people.
He squatted down half-crouched, made a fist with his right hand, pressed the joint of his thumb against the two horizontal fingers on the navel of the young man's abdomen, and held down his right hand with his left hand.
Then, he used both hands to squeeze upwards six times in a row, paused briefly, and then continued to repeat this action.
"Ho...ho..."
Every time Jiang Xuan pressed, the pressure in the boy's chest suddenly increased, and a rapid flow of air would surge out of the trachea.
After Jiang Xuan pressed it a dozen times, suddenly, the boy's mouth opened wide, and an oval-shaped object about the size of a finger flew out of his mouth.
"Cough cough cough..."
The boy began to cough violently and inhale heavily.
"call……"
Jiang Xuan let go of the boy and breathed a sigh of relief himself.
The foreign matter has been expelled, and the boy will no longer be suffocated to death.
What he just used was the Heimlich maneuver he had learned in his previous life, which was specially used to rescue those who accidentally swallowed foreign objects and blocked their airways, causing suffocation.
In fact, after learning it in his previous life, he had never actually practiced it once.
Just now, I just tried my best with the mentality of saving someone's life. Fortunately, I succeeded.
"Shiya, are you okay?"
"Shiya, how do you feel?"
The crocodile tribe warriors gathered around again and asked the young man various questions.
"Cough cough cough...no...it's okay..."
The boy named Shi Ya stood up. Although he was still coughing, it was obvious that his red face gradually became normal.
"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay..."
Those crocodile tribe warriors finally felt relieved, and at the same time, some people began to cast their eyes on Jiang Xuan.
Just now, everyone was at a loss. If Jiang Xuan hadn't stood up, the young man might not have survived.
They were very curious, but Jiang Xuan's medicine didn't work, so they pressed hard with both hands and saved the person.
This method is really amazing in the eyes of these crocodile tribe warriors and the onlookers.
Not long after, the crocodile tribe shaman arrived late.
When the crocodile tribe warrior who went to ask for a witch came back, he found that Shi Ya was fine. He was relieved but also asked in confusion: "What's going on?"
Shi Ya pointed at Jiang Xuan and said, "He saved me."
The soldier next to him recounted what had just happened, and even the crocodile tribe shaman was amazed.
The crocodile tribe shaman looked at Jiang Xuan and asked: "Warrior of Five Colors, which tribe are you from?"
"I'm from the Vine tribe."
The crocodile tribe shaman thought about it carefully and found that he had never heard of the name Vine tribe before, so he asked again: "A tribe from the Western Wilderness?"
Upon hearing the word "Western Wasteland", the surrounding soldiers and the crowd of onlookers frowned.
Since the large-scale migration from the Western Wilderness, the tribes of the Southern Wilderness have fought countless battles with the tribes of the Western Wilderness. Naturally, they don’t have a good impression, and they may even hate the people who came from the Western Wilderness.
Jiang Xuan shook his head: "No, our Vine Tribe is in the Southern Wasteland, but the location is relatively remote."
The witch from the Crocodile Tribe nodded: "Since it is a tribe in the Southern Wilderness, please go inside. The Crocodile Tribe must avenge its enemies and repay its favors. This time you saved Shiya, and we want to thank you."
"Thank you, the crocodile tribe wizard."
Jiang Xuan did not refuse, because he wanted to know something about the central part of the country from the Crocodile Tribe. At the same time, if he could establish friendship with the Crocodile Tribe, it would be of great help to the Gotou Tribe's travels.
Surrounded by the Crocodile Tribe warriors, Jiang Xuan and the Crocodile Tribe Shaman walked into the fence and entered the Crocodile Tribe.
Those who were watching outside cast envious glances, because only members of the Crocodile Tribe and friends of the Crocodile Tribe could enter the area inside the fence.
After walking inside the fence, Jiang Xuan saw a completely different scene from the outside.
The entire crocodile tribe is full of dense streams and ponds, and a large number of crocodiles live in these streams and ponds.
It is morning now, the sun is just right, and there are a large number of crocodiles crawling to the shore to lazily bask in the sun. There are countless crocodiles, big and small.
A group of children from the crocodile tribe were happily burrowing among the crocodiles, sitting on the backs of big crocodiles and playing, and pulling the tails of smaller crocodiles.
The amazing thing is that these crocodiles are not angry and let these children play with them without even bothering to move.
Jiang Xuan has never seen so many crocodiles, and he has never seen humans and crocodiles living together in such harmony.
He also thought of a question: With so many crocodiles, how much meat do they need to eat every day? Do they hunt this meat on their own, or do they rely on people to feed them?
Jiang Xuan believes that even if the crocodile tribe is very powerful, it will definitely not be able to feed so many crocodiles. These crocodiles should go to the river to hunt by themselves every day.
In addition to the large number of crocodiles, the crocodile tribe also built many houses, which were crowded together.
The houses of the Crocodile Tribe are very interesting. All the houses are stilted buildings, and there are ponds underneath many of the stilted buildings. The wood has been soaked in the water for who knows how long, and there is no sign of decay at all.
This is much stronger than the giant nest-shaped structure on the water of the Otter tribe.
The type of Otter tribe is purely made by stacking wood and is not very technical.
In addition to crocodiles and houses, Jiang Xuan also saw large tracts of plants that looked like water hyacinths, but had thicker and slender leaves than water hyacinths.
There are so many of these plants that they can be found almost everywhere in the crocodile tribe.
Jiang Xuan curiously asked the shaman of the Crocodile Tribe: "What kind of plant is this?"
A smile appeared on the face of the crocodile tribe wizard: "This is called fish scale grass, and it is one of the most important foods of our crocodile tribe."
"Ichthyosaurus?"
Jiang Xuan felt a little confused. This thing didn't look like fish scales. How did it get this name?
The crocodile tribe shaman saw Jiang Xuan's expression and knew what he was thinking, so he said to the warrior next to him: "Go and pick some fish scale fruits."
"yes!"
The soldier immediately walked to the nearby pond, and used a handful of grass to cut open the swollen part of the fish scale plant like a gourd in the middle, revealing the fist-sized white fruit inside.
The warrior cut six fish-scale plants in succession, then carried the fruits in an animal skin and returned to the witch.
"Witch, I got the fish scale fruit back."
The crocodile tribe shaman nodded and said, "Give it to the guests."
The soldier sent the fish scale fruit to Jiang Xuan again.
Jiang Xuan was not polite and directly picked up a fish scale fruit. He did not eat it directly, but observed it first.
After observing it, he finally understood why this thing was called fish scale fruit.
The fish scale fruit is round and milky white, and its surface looks like it is covered with a layer of fine fish scales, which is very beautiful.
Jiang Xuan tried to take a bite and felt that it had a rustling texture and obvious sweetness, much like food rich in starch.
Jiang Xuan's eyes lit up, this is a good thing to fill his stomach!
No wonder the Crocodile Tribe planted so many ichthyosaurs in their territory. They regarded the ichthyosaurs as food.
Jiang Xuan's first thought was to find a way to bring some of this good stuff back to the tribe. The Vine Tribe has rivers and wetlands, so it should be possible to successfully plant it!
"Good stuff, really good stuff!"
Jiang Xuan ate two fish scale fruits in a row and was full of praise for them.
The crocodile tribe wizard said generously: "Since my friends from the Vine tribe like it, I will give you an animal skin bag as a gift when you go back."
Jiang Xuan asked in surprise: "Really?"
"Of course, it's not something precious."
In fact, fish scale grass is planted in many tribes in the central region, because it grows along the river. Whenever there is a flood, a lot of fish scale grass will be washed away, flow down the river, and take root everywhere.
Therefore, things like Ichthyosaurus have a large breeding range in the central part, and their rarity is naturally reduced.
Of course, in the entire central part of the Southern Wilderness, the Crocodile Tribe ranks first in terms of the scale of Ichthyora plantation, because they occupy the alluvial plain of the river, and the geographical conditions are very suitable for the growth of Ichthyora.
Jiang Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that the Crocodile Tribe could give him some fish scale grass.
He was really afraid that this thing was unique to the Crocodile Tribe. If the Crocodile Tribe strictly controlled it and did not allow people to take it out, it would be more difficult.
Since it is not the case, then Jiang Xuan can boldly bring some fish scale grass back to the Vine Tribe for planting. If the planting is successful, the Vine Tribe will have another food crop.
The more types of food crops there are, the more places they can be used, and the stronger the tribe's ability to resist disasters.
For example, in the event of a drought, even if other crops have small harvests, drought-resistant food crops can achieve normal harvests.
In the event of floods, food crops that are not afraid of water, such as fish scale grass, can also obtain good harvests.
This is why Jiang Xuan collects grain and vegetable seeds everywhere.
After eating several fish scale fruits in a row, Jiang Xuan followed the crocodile tribe shaman and finally entered the crocodile tribe's residential area and boarded a stilted building.
This stilted building is relatively large, with one side leaning on the ground and three sides in the pond.
There are a large number of crocodiles living in the pond. Their cold eyes and terrifying fangs are intimidating.
Jiang Xuan followed the crocodile tribe shaman and went upstairs along the simple stairs.
The Diaojiaolou is a two-story building, and all the members of the Crocodile tribe live on the second floor.
What surprised Jiang Xuan was that there was a fire pit in the center of the second floor of the Crocodile Tribe!
how did you do that?
You know, although half of the buildings of the Otter tribe are in the water, their firepit is on the shore.
But the stilted building of the Crocodile Tribe is completely suspended from the ground, and the ground is made of wooden beams. Wouldn't the flames burn the building down?
