Just when everyone raised their eyes to look into the distance, a few more green smoke rose, and they were no longer lonely.

I counted it, there were five in total, and I don't know what those people were doing.

"Their people are dead."

Wolf Skin looked at it for a while and gave an answer.

Cremation was a custom of nearby tribes, and it was difficult to get a burial pit out before the invention of digging tools such as bone rakes. In the wild, it was eaten by animals and eaten by insects and ants, and people at this time had a special worship of fire, so there was a primitive funeral.

Other people's opinions were the same as wolf skins, and they all thought that the tribe was dead, but Jian Chen felt a little strange.

These are five green smokes, which means that five people died at the same time, could it be that some beast was encountered on the other side?

From those few clouds of green smoke came a desolate roar, like a lone wolf in the night, miserable and desolate, and said a final goodbye to the people.

"Check it out."

"Hmm."

The clansmen did not object, and when they met their fellow clansmen in the vast wilderness, they would always approach them first.

In the previous life, when the Indians met the Mayflower immigrants, they sent corn turkeys to help the whites survive the cold winter, and as for the reputation of being bloodthirsty, tyrannical, and aggressive, so they had to be wiped out, and it was a special taste to watch it with Thanksgiving.

Any race that was able to develop a civilization would not have met and fought in primitive times.

At this time, I can't even eat myself, let alone catch slaves and the like, what should I do if I catch them? Before the advent of primitive agriculture, the population of the tribe could be maintained at a maximum of 100 people, and any more could only be moved separately. Besides, everyone is a stick and a stone, there is not much difference, the clan is dead, the tribe is declining, what is the picture?

As for the wars that followed the development of primitive agriculture and animal husbandry, that was another matter.

The clansmen knew that there was no danger based on their previous experience and habits, and Jian Chen also analyzed it rationally. The development of civilization requires communication, and perhaps ask this group of tribes that live on the plains what seeds they gather.

The wolfskin stood on a rock and shouted loudly into the distance. Put your hand to your mouth and keep patting your mouth, and the sound becomes choppy and staccato, which is a gesture of goodwill.

Soon, the same shout was heard in the distance, with a similar tempo, and the sound of a rapid whining echoed across the wilderness, startling many beasts.

A sturdy wild boar with a group of piglets snorted a few times like a demonstration, and then left slowly.

The group tossed away waist-deep grass and headed towards the place where the smoke was rising.

Soon, the people of the two tribes met.

There were only thirty or forty people from the tribe opposite, all of them emaciated, and a few of them had deep wounds on their bodies, bleeding constantly, and their faces were pale and crumbling.

Seeing Chen Jian and his party, the other side was startled, looking at the hair of Chen Jian and the others and the woman's braids, he was a little overwhelmed, and clenched the wooden stick and stone in his hand.

Two or three dirty children hid behind the adults, and a man stood across from them and asked, "Where are you from?" ”

The language is basically similar, but the intonation is slightly different, after all, the old grandmother and others also migrated here from afar.

"We come from where the sun sets."

Looking at the weak appearance of the other face, after Chen Jian answered, he hurriedly took out the mutton fat and dried fish in the clay pot.

The people of the face clan had never seen a clay pot, and they looked at this red thing in amazement, and did not dare to touch it.

But in the end, hunger prevailed over fear, and after thanking him, the man at the head took the dried fish and mutton fat, and gave it first to the children, then to the wounded, and finally to the last of them, and devoured them.

Seeing that the food was obviously insufficient, the wolf skin lit a fire, took the birds that he had shot on the way from his back, and used Chen Jian's method to dig a pit and roast food.

The person on the other side finished the few bites of food and looked at the bird behind the wolfskin, shocked.

Some of the people couldn't help but ask, "How did these flying birds catch them?" ”

Wolfskin triumphantly took out the bow behind his back and shouted, "Bow! Arrow! This is the guidance of the ancestors. ”

With three points of surprise and seven points of fear, the person on the opposite side touched the bow, full of inexplicable feelings.

Bows and arrows, clay pots, tender lamb that wasn't roasted, and their hair tied together all gave them a great shock.

Jian Chen asked, "Where are you from?" ”

"We came from the direction of the rising sun. Just met a wild beast, and the tribesmen were bitten to death. ”

Jian Chen felt a little strange, if it was a migration, how could it be such a person? How can these people survive in the plains and wilderness before they can't build houses, before they can't build houses on trees?

And this group of people is too miserable, there are only about thirty men, women and children combined, and they don't even have a few decent stone spears in their hands, most of them are wooden spears sharpened by wood, which are easy to slip off by fur when used for hunting.

"Are you here to hunt?"

As soon as this question was asked, several women on the other side began to cry.

The man at the head showed a look of resentment and fear on his face, and said, "Our cave is far away, and it will take a long time to walk. ”

The man held out seven fingers to indicate that he had been gone for seven days.

"There is a tribe that is so strong that we have to give them a game every time before the full moon. We couldn't beat it, and a lot of people died, so we had to leave. ”

Jian Chen was taken aback, and said in his heart that this is not scientific, how can it be? According to the analysis just now, this should not be the case.

The man continued, "Their ancestors were falling stars, and they were given hard weapons that we could not fight...... Many tribes had to send them prey. ”

Upon hearing this, Jian Chen was completely dumbfounded.

Falling stars? What does that mean?

"What are they?"

"Like us, the hair is the same as ours, but their weapons are good, and our stone spears break when they touch theirs."

As he spoke, he took out one of his wooden spears and showed it to Jian Chen, there were several deep marks on the wooden stick, which was obviously cut by a sharp weapon.

Jian Chen patted his face to sober himself up, his heart was too chaotic now, and the other party's words were also mixed in, and he had to figure out what he meant.

Is the other party in the Bronze Age? Or does the other party really have some alien heritage? Picked up a flying saucer?

The more I thought about it, the more strange it became, and asked, "Then do they have bows and arrows?" ”

The other side shook his head.

"Are they wearing animal skins, too?"

The other side nodded.

This is really strange, and I looked carefully at the marks on the wooden spear, which was definitely not cut by a stone tool.

"They've been there all along? Or did you migrate from afar? ”

"Always there. A long time ago, when I was a child, the stars in the sky fell so much that they fell near their people. When I grew up, their people had a black weapon that could easily cut our sticks. Now they have nearby tribes send a prey before the full moon each time. We don't send it, a lot of people died, only to migrate here. ”

"The stars have fallen?"

The other party nodded in horror, Chen Jian pondered for a long time, and suddenly realized, the heart that had been hanging was also put down.

It seems that this is not the crushing of civilization, but just an accident.

It is estimated that there was a meteor shower sometime, and the meteorite that fell was discovered by the people of that tribe. With an aura that fell from the sky, someone stumbled upon a weapon that could sharpen after worship.

Later, they may have learned to oppress other tribes, and one prey per month is not too serious, and it can ensure the survival of most tribes.

As for the ancestors coming from the stars and the like, it is an apocryphal or primitive worship. After asking a few more details, it was determined that the tribe was still in primitive times, but the weapons were hard and unstoppable. Coupled with the fact that other tribes provided food, the population was larger and more adept at fighting.

The collision of wood and iron, the result is obvious. In the previous life, the Han attacked the Huns with one as five, which was crushed by weapons.

However, the leader of this tribe is also very clever, and he has jumped into the form of collecting rent from others, beyond the slavery system of watching over other people's work.

This is an enemy to watch out for. This group of people has food and drink, and they focus all their science and technology points on the military, and no one dares to guarantee that they can figure out anything.

The deformed civilization caused by this small probability event is not without precedent, and iron daggers appeared in Stone Age sites four or five thousand years ago, which were made of meteoric iron.

The path of civilization has gone astray, and it is not completely a dead end in a short period of time, and there may even be a different kind of breakthrough.

Some natives on the Pacific islands, because the U.S. military transport gave them some food during World War II, thought that airplanes were gods, and focused on science and technology, and also developed a deformed civilization and culture.

Their level of wood-making increased rapidly, and they used it to make a wooden airplane for sacrifice; Their level of road construction has also improved, paving improvised runways waiting for God's return; He even used a coconut shell as a navigator's headset and painted an American ochre tattoo on his body......

The tribe that used meteorite was similar, looking at the stars all day long, and maybe one day mathematics and astronomy would break through. It may even be like some tribes in black Africa in the previous life, directly crossing the bronze to develop the iron civilization.

With a civilization from scratch, anything is possible. Necessity is mixed with chance, which is the normal state of human society and the source of brilliant and changeable civilization.

Jian Chen felt more and more that time was pressing, and thousands of tribes were fighting in this ancient land, and when civilization was finally achieved, there would be no one. In this era, whoever walks out of the wilderness first, even if it is only half a step, will be the king of the next hundred years.

He carefully inquired about some details, and estimated that the population of that tribe was between two hundred and three hundred, and the male leader was called Luoxing, and it was about five days' journey from here. Anything else is not very clear, and it is vague to ask again.

After the death of the old leader, the remnants of the tribe were named Song, and the tribe elected him as the new leader, and fled from his original homeland to this plain.

But as soon as they arrived, they were attacked by wild beasts at night, and five of them were killed, and several others were wounded.

At the funeral, Song was in despair, and the people were full of fear for their future lives.

The appearance of Chen Jian's group was regarded by Song as a kind of guidance and protection of the ancestors, especially after seeing their hairstyles and strange bow and arrow clay pots, he was even more convinced that this was the case.

What does the future hold for the tribe? This is a serious problem before him, the new leader.