Chapter 3: Yuan Tribe (1/2)
Yan Mo got a scoop of water and had to resist swallowing it in one go and he drank slowly.
While Yan Mo was drinking water, the man spoke to the fat dog coming over and took something from the weed grass rope on his waist to the brawny man with a slightly convex belly.
The fat dog nodded and stuffed it he went straight into the straw shed and picked up a serious wounded beast that looked like a dog with a brokenlimb, and did alaparatomy.
The man looked at Yan Mo who drank the water from the wooden scoop. He took the wooden scoop and picked up the blood from the beast neck. He handed it to Yan Mo again. ”Drink!”
Drink the blood of the beast... Well, this is also a supplement to the body. A way of making up salt and nutrients.
Yan Mo endured nausea and silently held the wooden scoop to drink the blood of the beast inside.
He doesn't know if this body has become accustomed to this kind of diet. Yan Mo found that although it was psychologically unacceptable, he did not have nausea or vomiting sensation
During this time, the man went to pick up the leaves of the cirsium plant and gave them to Yan Mo hold.
Wiping his lips, Yan Mo expressed his sincere gratitude to the man, he was the same man who pulled his hair but he thanked him anyway.
The man grabbed Yan Mo's arm, rubbed his broken leg, and changed the iron shackle into a rope clip.
Yan Mo thanked him in his heart. He had been shackled before. The uncomfortablenessof it one would mention it. If the man dares to take him away, he will spit him if he is not good.
It was not comfortable to be pulled by the armpit, and Yan Mo endured the pain and watched the surrounding scene as he was dragged.
This is not a harmonious tribe, this is the first impression of Yan Mo about this tribe.
In the square, the man said two words in addition to the fat dog, the men and women around him, they did not even look at him, so naturally no one greeted him.
From the square, he can see a very large fence. The people here live in tents built with animal skins. The fences are like planned housing. There is a dirt road in the middle that can accommodate two carriages. There are tents on both sides of the dirt road.
There were some people at the mouth of the tent and on the road, but Yan Mo didn't see the man and anyone talking to each other and no one was talking to him. Most of the pedestrians were walking, and the people sitting in the tent were busy with various activities.
The square was in the middle of the fence. The tents in the fence below the square are quite simple and small, but the tents above the square are much larger and neat.
The man did not go long, and Yan Mo was dragged and they entered a path.
Yan Mo sneaked into the tent, it was the better the tent among all, it looked like the king's worth, and the warriors in the leather skirt are guarded at the door.
This place of residence seems to be a gentle mountain shack. Yan Mo guesses that the foot of the mountain is the residence of the poor and the slaves. The higher one goes along the residence, the higher the household status.
The man who turned home shortly after passing the square obviously has a status in this tribe.
Yan Mo looked all the way, after turning in from the path, starting from the first row of tents along the big dirt road, the man's tent was located in the fourth row and the last row.
The spacing of each row of tents is equal, just like... army barracks, but the men and women who are busy working in front of the tents are normal with no distinction.
Most of the people here only have a leather skirt or a grass skirt covering the bottom, and the women are naked on the upper body. The children are running around in a red strips, and a few old people are also naked.
The tent area is not completely quiet. The children's screams and that of the adults sounded. From time to time, there will be some screams or screams coming from some tents.
”Yuan Zhan, weren't you talking about bringing meat? What is this?” Finally, someone greeted the man.
The man named Yuan Zhan took Yan Mo to the door of his tent and said to him: ”The meat is not dead, so I had to bring it back.”
Coming, it was a man who is slightly shorter than Yuan Zhan and has a tattoo on his face.
Because of the positional relationship, Yan Mo clearly saw a large shackle hanging under the man's leather skirt, and it was a big swaying thing!
”Bring that back? As a slave? Is it useful while its hurt like that?” The man poked Yan Mo's face with a terrible disappointment. ”Even if it is a boy, and can't do much way of work.”
Yuan Zhan opened his tent. Put the curtains on both sides, and casually said: ”He doesn't want money, free service.”
”It's just as free as it is. It's right, I came looking for something to take with you.” The man changed the subject.
”Wait a minute.” Yuan Zhan bypassed Yan Mo, took the slate from the big stone tank outside the tent, dragged Yan Mo to the side of the stone tank, and poured water onto his injured leg.
Yan Mo was shaken back to reality by the cold water and couldn't hold back groaning .
Yuan Zhan didn't even look at him and poured the water down on the mites, his hands went straight to the wound
”Ah-!” Yan Mo screamed
Yuan Zhan didn't care if he didn't hurt, so he had a locust and stink, and he wanted to enter his tent.
”I called my slave to help you clean him up.” The man took a glimpse at the other end and shouted at the next door: ”Cao Ting come over!”
A female slave with a nothing on her body got out from the next tent.
”Make him clean, don't waste water!”
”Yes, Da Ren.” The female slave of unknown age could see the water scoop on the ground from Yuan Zhan.
Yuan Zhan saw that the slave took over cleaning Yan Mo, and he was happy to be lazy and beckoned to the man. ”Come on.” The man followed Yuan Zhan into the tent and pulled the curtain down.
There are not many things in the tent. The innermost place has few large stones are the base. The straw and fur are the beds. There is a square big stone in the middle as a table. There are no stools. People are sitting cross-legged around ut.
There were two spears on the wall of the tent, and several sharp bones were hung around the place, along with several leather skirts. There are piles of bones and fur piled up near the corner of the curtain. Yan Mo doesn't know if it's because of these things, there was a strange smell in the tent.
”Why?” the man asked, sitting cross-legged.
Yuan Zhan understood what the other party was asking, smiled and said: ”Because he is hurt like this, not only does not he directly kneel, but also smiles at me, this kid must be very patient slave in the future.”
”Is it?” The man thought then glanced at Yuan Zhan left left.
Yuan Zhan's eyes sagged slightly and then lifted up. ”What are you looking for?”
The man immediately changed his face and looked at him with anger: ”The tribe has called the 3rd Rank fighters to the chiefs and elders. They have asked to expand the hunting grounds. The sites they applied for were exactly overlapping with others hunting areas. If the elders agreed, we would have to fight for it. But those people had not much oil and water on the site, and we lack people. The chance of a level beast wrestling is even harder for someone to become a 3rd Rank fighter.”
Yuan Zhan knocked on his knee. ”It's not just an upgrade. It's a problem to get enough food for this winter.”