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Chapter 476: Planting Chaos Spiritual Roots in the Behemoth

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    For a prosperous civilization?

    Not long after, a group of people came out of the village, led by an old man with a strong build but all white beard and hair.

    These people are generally quite tall, even the old man is not shorter than him.

    The old man was also wearing an animal skin coat, still without sleeves, but there was a cloak made of animal skin outside, which could cover his entire body.

    When Yun Buliu saw this group of experts, he couldn't help but be stunned.  Because he recognized a strong man among them. That strong man was the one who reminded him to stay away from the river.

    Were they not eaten by that giant leaping python?

    Yun Buliu was quite surprised, but unfortunately, they couldn't understand each other.

    However, judging from the golden-patterned animal bones and teeth inserted into their waists, it can be seen that they know how to use these golden-patterned animal bones.

    The old man stepped forward and chirped at Yun Buliu. Yun Buliu couldn't understand him at all, but he could probably guess that the other person was definitely asking him, who are you?  Where are you from  Where to go?

    Yun Buliu answered this question, but the other party obviously didn't understand.

    After gesticulating and chatting with these rough guys wearing animal skins, the old man finally signaled Yun Buliu to follow them into the village.

    It can be seen that they still have great goodwill towards Yun Buliu.

    Especially when he saw a little tiger beside him, carrying a bundle of animal skins and a tiger tooth hanging on his waist, everyone's eyes seemed to tell him, you are very powerful!  you are awesome!

    When he walked into the village, he found that there were stone houses here and there, without any planning at all.  However, there is an open space in the center of the village.

    The road connecting the open space to the entrance of the village is quite spacious, at least ten meters long.  In the middle of the clearing, there was a huge stone with the image of a big snake carved on it. Seeing this, Yun Buliu understood a little bit. He thought that the big snake was very familiar with the villagers here.

    The open space looks like three to four hundred square meters, surrounded by a circle of stone houses.

    The stone house is five or six meters high and is basically one floor.

    When Yun Buliu followed these rough people into the village, many rough-looking women stood at the door of the stone house, holding on to the door frame and looking at him curiously.

    Some children were hiding behind the adults, looking at him with the same curiosity.

    Yun Buliu glanced around quickly and found that the humans here were all tall and strong, with rough faces. Although they were not flat noses and wide mouths, the bridge of their noses was indeed not high.

    It can¡¯t be said that he is ugly, but it definitely has nothing to do with being handsome.

    Yun Buliu felt that although he did not have stunning looks, among these people, he could be regarded as the most handsome boy in the village.

    Of course, the premise is to remove the beard and trim the instant noodle head.

    Now his hair has reached his shoulders.

    He plans to get an idol¡¯s classic hairstyle when it grows longer.

    "It's a pity that there is no silk or cloth, otherwise he can cosplay the classic image of the idol, and then pose with a bone drill - Lao Yunfei drill, which is a good example."

    The old man was very polite to Yun Buliu and took Yun Buliu into his home. He lived alone in a big stone house and seemed to have no children.

    Maybe it once was, but it¡¯s gone now.

    As if to welcome Yun Buliu, a guest from afar, someone took out an extra-large stone pot, at least two meters in diameter and more than one meter deep, and set it up in the open space.

    Someone added firewood to the bottom of the cauldron to light a fire, someone took out the animal meat and poured it into the cauldron, and someone went to get water Deep in the valley, there was a small stream flowing out of the valley.

    Yun Buliu looked at the tools they used. They were basically stone tools, bamboo tools and wooden tools. There were no pottery tools among them.  Apparently, they had not yet invented the art of making pottery.

    ??Also, their weapons are basically bone spears, bone knives, and bone bows There are no gold, silver, copper, or iron weapons, and they obviously have not developed smelting techniques.

    This is indeed a very primitive tribe.

    After Yun Buliu placed the things at the old man's house, he hung a tiger tooth around his waist. One end of the tiger tooth was circled with hemp rope to form a handle to prevent slipping, or it could be tied around the waist.

    Then he and the old man sat on a stone on the edge of the open space and continued talking to each other.

    The little milk tiger lay obediently at his feet. He didn't run to be naughty. He felt a little resigned to the situation, but his eyes were staring at the children playing in the open space, wandering around.

    Obviously, it is still a playful animal??Baby.

    If Yun Buliu wants to know more, he must learn their language to be able to communicate with them. And if he wants to learn a language, the best way is naturally to communicate.

    The old man also took the trouble to repeat the same words to him, obviously teaching him.

    I guess the old man also wants to know, where did this human being come from?

    At some point, it got dark, the moon rose, and several bonfires were lit in the open space, illuminating the open space brightly.

    The eyes of Little Furball and Little Tiger were all staring at the big pot.

    At this time, the aroma of meat was already wafting from the cauldron.

    If there weren¡¯t many children surrounding the cauldron, they would have all sat down next to the cauldron and waited for Yun Bu to share their food.

    Seeing them like this, Yun Buliu couldn't help but think of that lazy, fat little white snake.

    It is estimated that it has gone to hibernate at this time!

    Not long after, a woman with a face as rough as her figure came to Yun Buliu and the old man with a bowl of broth.  The bowl is a stone bowl, like a small basin.

    But Yun Buliu can kill five or six of these large stone bowls by himself.

    The old man took the stone bowl, or stone basin, and handed it to Yun Buliu.

    Yun Buliu was stunned for a moment, took the stone basin, and said thank you to him.

    He held up the stone basin, blew lightly, and then tasted it. He found that in addition to the aroma of meat, the soup also had the taste of one or two ingredients, including ginger and star anise.

    But the soup is not salty, it is very bland.  Maybe they haven't discovered the existence of table salt yet.

    Or you may have discovered it, but don¡¯t know how to refine it.

    He put down the stone basin, returned to the old man's stone house, and dug out the salt tube and bone chopsticks containing salt from his bamboo basket.

    In the past ten days, he has used a lot of salt because he eats a lot.

    Originally, he thought that as long as he could find humans and salt, there would be no problem.  But who knew that what he would find would be such a primitive village, or a tribe.

    He came out with the salt cylinder, pulled off the lid, picked out some salt with bone chopsticks, put it into the stone basin and stirred it, then looked at the old man and asked him if he wanted some?

    The old man was very curious and handed over the stone basin.  Yun Buliu picked some salt with bone chopsticks and put it into his stone basin, stirred it for a few times, and then motioned for him to taste it.

    The old man hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and tasted it, then clicked his lips.  Then he lowered his head and tasted it again, and found that the broth got better and better as he drank.

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