Chapter 1390 Deer King Tribe
In the blink of an eye, time has entered May. May is the beginning of summer, and it is also the most dangerous beginning in the forest. It has been many days since Undine accompanied Bimoye out of the Stone Forest Valley. However, although they obtained the daytime star map, they still could not get out of this ancient forest.
"We...where are we in the forest? Why can't we get out now?" Bimoye even felt tired from walking. Not only was he covered with injuries, but more of it was in his heart. Worry. He knew that the direction he was walking was correct, but if the direction was correct, then there must be a problem somewhere else during their walking process, but where was the problem?
The sun was dappled and the breeze was gentle, swaying the branches and leaves on the treetops gently. The dazzling light illuminated the green fruits in the eyes. Suddenly there was a rustling sound in the northwest, and Bimoye was surprised that there was a tree spirit coming around, when he heard another beast roaring and neighing.
"This sound..." Bimoye heard that the sound did not sound like a fight between wild beasts, so he took Undine to search for the sound.
Not far away, I heard the heavy breathing of wild beasts in front of me. Bimoye pushed aside the leaves and saw a wild boar weighing more than a thousand kilograms lying on the ground, with a thick iron hook hanging around its neck, and blood dripping from it. Breathing and snoring came out.
“Iron hook!” Bimoye frowned. Just when he was on alert, a sharp arrow suddenly shot through the air. With a bang, the long iron arrow pierced the tree trunk. Stuck between tree trunks.
Knowing that he had been discovered, Bimoye walked out from behind the tree and said: "I only have one person, who among you can come out."
No one was seen for a few seconds after the words fell. When the man came out, Bimoye looked around and saw a deer's head slowly raised in the grass.
“Deer?” Undine, who was following her, opened her eyes wide, wondering how a deer could come out. But I heard Bimoye say: "It's not a deer, it's a human."
The person who came out from behind the bushes was indeed a person, and he was quite tall. However, this person was wearing a hat with the head of a deer. When he first came out of the bushes, he thought he was a wild deer.
It was the first time Undine saw a person dressed like this, and she was very curious. She saw that this person had a complete deer head on his head. The horns and crown on the deer's head were all intact, and his face was covered. He couldn't see clearly under the shadow of the deer's head. The waist was wrapped in rough fur clothing, and the chest was exposed. There was a hole in the chest that was bleeding, as if it was injured while hunting a wild boar. However, although the man was injured, he still maintained a high degree of vigilance, and never let go of the bamboo bow he held in his hand.
He chirped a few words to Bimoye. Bimoye was stunned. He couldn't understand these words at all. They were not the common language on the mainland. Bimoye secretly thought to himself that it was rare for him to meet any wild tribe. The dress of this person was not what a normal mainlander should wear. It looked very much like the tribal people described in the story who were far away from modern society and civilization and lived in primitive society.
Seeing that the other party remained silent, the deer-headed man started chirping again. After speaking, he drew his bow and pointed his arrow at the opponent.
Bimoye didn’t know how to answer, so he had to spread his hands and keep saying that he had no ill intentions.
The deer-headed man seemed to understand what Bimoye meant. He put down the bow and arrow in his hand and looked around him twice before he became concerned about his injuries.
Bimoye was puzzled, surprised to meet such a person in the Warcraft Forest, but he also thought that if this person was really from a tribe in the forest, it would definitely be a good thing for him now. , just thinking about it, I found that how to communicate with the deer-headed man in front of me was a problem.
The deer-headed man was vigilant about Bimoye's every move while applying the herbal medicine. After finishing it, he stepped forward and took off the hook from the neck of the wild boar that had been bled to death and hung it back on the chain around his waist.
Bimoye discovered that the chain on the deer-headed man's waist had a hook on one end and a sharp blade as thin as a silver leaf hanging on the other. Although the workmanship was a bit rough, the weapon itself was very ingenious and delicate, not like a simple tribe. It can be done.
The deer-headed man attached the hook to the chain, and then tied the dead wild boar with the chain, as if he planned to drag it back. He looked at Bimoye again, gestured towards the north, and said a few words that he didn't understand.
I couldn't understand the words, but the meaning was clearer than Moye's. He meant that where he lived was over there. Bimoye nodded, indicating that he would go with him, and went with him.
When I arrived at the place, I saw that it was indeed a relatively primitive tribe. In front of the main entrance of the tribe, there were two totem stone pillars, which were covered with colorful paintings. There were wooden frames on the stone pillars, and there were wooden frames nailed to them. A large skeletal deer head. In fact, Bimoye saw many traces of this tribe on the way here, but he didn't see other people until he got here.
There are many people in the tribe here, and the scale is also very large. Bi Moye is surprised. He has heard that there are still such primitive tribes on the mainland, but he never thought that he would encounter them. And it's still in such a dangerous place as the Warcraft Forest. But on the other hand, maybe it is because it is a dangerous place like the Warcraft Forest that such a primitive tribe exists.
Bimoye felt strange when he entered the tribe, and the tribesmen were equally surprised when they saw Bimoye. They gathered around him one by one, pointed at Bimoye, and said some words they didn’t understand, and they were scared. Little Undine was very scared and hid tightly behind Bimoye and did not dare to come out.
Bimoyer looked at these people. They all wore rough-processed furs and lived in wooden houses and thatched houses. However, he heard that in the stories of primitive tribes, those people, regardless of gender, were There is no hesitation in exposing the breasts, and there is no modern moral concept. However, looking at these people, although their clothes are simple and rough, they all wear leather skirts, and they don't look like a very primitive tribe. Moreover, he noticed that many people in the village wore deer head masks, and deer bones or deer patterns were hung or painted in front of each wooden house. At this time, the tribesmen who were watching suddenly dispersed, making way for a path, and a figure who looked like a tribal leader walked among them.
This tribal leader wears a large stag antler crown. He does not look very old, about fifty years old. He first chatted with the deer head hunter who brought Bimoye in, then looked at Bimoye and said a few words.
Bimoye was still confused, but then he found a few words written on the leather of the tribal leader's clothes.
The evolution from ancient writing to modern writing is a gradual process. One is the mutual integration of multiple civilizations, and the other is the gradual improvement of the writing itself. Although the characters on the tribal leader's body are not modern characters, they are four to five points similar. He is more knowledgeable than Moye. I have seen such fonts in books. They were the mainstream characters that were popular in the pre-Shengyuan continent and the predecessor of modern characters.
Bimoye's heart moved. He looked at the words on the clothes that seemed to say 'Hamei...deer...' or something like that, so he pointed at the words and asked.
Sure enough, the tribe leader scratched a few words on the ground, and Bimoye could identify more than half of them. Although the people in this tribe could not communicate with him in language at all, the characters in their words originated from the same inheritance.
In this way, Bimoye briefly communicated with the leader of the tribe through text. The leader asked Bimoye about his origin and identity, and Bimoye asked about the current situation and where he was. The two sides could barely see each other. I probably understand. However, many people in the tribe were surprised that there were other tribes in the outside world, but the leader seemed to know this.
After a brief understanding of each other, although the people of the tribe were a little wary of outsiders, they were more enthusiastic and surprised. They had no intention of harming Bimoye at all, and the leader took Bimoye to Anjing. 's House of Chiefs talk.
After a long half-guessing and half-understanding writing conversation, Bimoye had a better understanding of the environment here. It turns out that this is an ancient tribe that is completely isolated from the world. The people in the tribe have never left this forest for generations, and they don't know anything about the outside world. Many people even think that they are the only humans in the world. However, the leader of the clan knows far more things than the average clan member.
The leader told him that a long time ago, the Deer King was not the only tribe in this forest, but as time went by, other tribes had been forcibly conquered by them and integrated with them, or perhaps It was destroyed and disappeared due to disasters and attacks by wild beasts. The Deer King tribe relies on this ancient forest and uses the protection of the tree spirits and tree demons in the forest for hundreds of thousands of years to survive safely until now.
After hearing this, Bimoye didn't understand how they used the tree spirits and tree monsters in the forest to protect themselves, but thinking that they lived in such an environment, they naturally had their own wisdom and methods to make the original threats become their own barriers. It's like a person can tame a dog and let it be used for himself.
The leader erased the words on the ground and continued writing with a branch. The meaning was probably: "I am surprised that people from the outside world can come here. No one from the outside world has come here for a long, long, long time."
Bimoye curiously wrote and asked: "Have anyone from the outside world been here before?"
The leader said: "I don't know, I haven't seen it. I just heard the stories passed down by my ancestors. These stories are very long and numerous. No one else in the tribe knows about them. Only each leader can inherit these stories. . ”
In the next few days, Bimoye stayed in the tribe to recuperate and listened to the tribe leader’s stories. This clan leader seemed to have a lot to say because he met an outsider for the first time, so he spent the whole day not only eating and sleeping, but also pulling Bimoye to talk in his leader's house. It’s just that this kind of writing and conversation is very slow, and I haven’t finished two stories even after talking for several days. But the point is that Bimoye has figured out the true birth of this tribe, or this tribal culture.
The birth of this tribal culture is probably like this. It was probably a long time ago. At that time, they were still living in this big forest. At that time, they did not understand anything, could not write, and could not create what they are today. weapons used. Then one day many, many people from the outside world came. Those people stayed here for a long, long time and built many, many things here. At the same time, they also taught them how to use words and how to make and use tools. At that time, there were many different tribes in the forest. After those outsiders taught them a lot of things, they hoped that people from each tribe would guard the various buildings built in the forest for them, including temples, shrines, miracles, etc. thing. The leader of the tribe agreed to the outsiders out of gratitude, and at that time the Deer King tribe was assigned to guard a miracle. However, as time goes by and after several generations of inheritance, the people of each tribe have gradually become indifferent to the missions they undertake. They begin to compete with each other for conquest. Over time, each tribe rises and falls, and the things they want to protect have long been forgotten, including The miracles that the Deer King tribe wanted to protect have been lost due to relocation and various reasons.
After Bimoye heard this, the patriarch told these stories too much like legends, and he couldn’t tell whether they were true or false, or half-true or half-false. However, he saw and remembered these written stories. In his heart, it is not the most important thing for him at the moment. The most urgent thing in his heart now is to find a way out of this forest and join his companions.
After learning that he was eager to leave, the tribe leader told him the secret of this forest. It turns out that there are many kinds of tree spirits hidden in the forest. Among them, there is a tree spirit with pink and purple flowers. Its scattered flower buds can emit a colorless and odorless smell. People who smell it will lose it without knowing it. Accuracy of direction judgment. People walking seem to be walking in the right direction, but if they walk far and for a long time, they will gradually lose their direction. It is possible that you are walking towards a mountain during the day, but at night you find that you have not walked at all. To the foot of the mountain, but deviated from the direction. To solve this problem, one needs to apply a herbal juice specially prepared by their tribe on the forehead and eyelids, and then use sacred deer blood to paint the totem of the Deer King.
Bimoye thought that totems were probably a tribal custom. Now he was anxious to find a way to leave, so he happily accepted it.
The tribesmen did not embarrass him and gave him some food before leaving. Bimoye had nothing to give in return, so he had to give a magic ring on his finger to the clan leader as a thank you. This made the clan leader very happy, as he had obviously never seen such a precious treasure.
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(End of this chapter)