Primitive Survival of Mercenaries

"That... what is it?" Ke Tu's back hurt badly, but he still supported Xie Yi to stand still.

"Bastard, don't move!"

Xie Yi has long been used to life and death, whether it is his teammates or himself, death is only a matter of time.However, at the moment when Ke Tu rushed over, he suddenly felt frightened.

"Bleeding grass!"

Someone handed it over from the side, and he grabbed a handful and crushed it.

"Pull the stone spear j□j straight out!"

Someone stepped forward to hold the stone spear and pulled it out vigorously. Xie Yi pressed the herbal medicine on the wound at the moment the blood gushed out, and added another one after a while, and the blood finally stopped slowly.

Ke Tu turned pale, and even comforted Xie Yi, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"To shut up!"

Xie Yi had someone cut down two trees of moderate thickness, tied large pieces of animal skins to make a simple stretcher, and forced Ke Tu to lie on it and be carried back to the cave.

Gosang led the Red Earth people far behind.

Xie Yiheng answered coldly, "What are you still doing?"

"Let's go back to where we live." Gosang looked innocent, pointing to the direction where his tribe lived.

"There is one thing you don't know yet. The cannibals still have some injured people in the cave in the Misty Mountain. You'd better take some people there and kill them all."

"What can the injured people do?" Gosang disdainfully said, "Even if they recover from their injuries, the Red Earth tribe can kill them."

"I'm just telling you, if I see another cannibal, I can make the red earth tribe suffer the same thing as them." After finishing speaking, Xie Yi didn't bother to see Gosang's reaction, turned his head and left.

The first time Gesang saw Xie Yiqingjun's murderous look on his face, he was stunned for a moment, but when he realized it, Xie Yi had already walked away.

"Patriarch, are we going to the Misty Mountain?" The people of the Hongtu tribe saw that Gosang was still in a daze, and reminded them aloud.

"There are still some cannibals alive, of course we have to kill them all." Gosang narrowed his eyes and smiled happily, "Everyone get ready, we will kill all the cannibals."

"Kill all the cannibals!" Everyone from the Hongtu tribe cheered.

Gosang led the people to turn around, muttering to himself, "So it was you."

The low air pressure around Xie Yi made the clansmen avoid it, and Ke Mu circled around Ke Tu, hesitating to speak several times—he had never seen brother Xie Yi in such a terrifying manner.

"What's wrong?" Xie Yi changed Ketu's medicine and wrapped it up with a sterilized cloth.

"Brother Xie Yi, brother, he won't die, right?" Ke Mu's words were filled with tears, it's hard for him not to cry this time.

"No, it didn't hurt the vitals." Xie Yi let out a breath of depression in his heart, and softly comforted Kemu, "It will be fine, um. Let's go cook."

Kemu nodded and went to cook.

Xie Yi stared at the sleeping Ketu for a while, and then went to find Ah Qing.

"How is the situation in the clan now?"

"There are five other people injured, but not as serious as the patriarch, but the grass to stop the bleeding is gone, and Wu Si is trying to figure out a way." Ah Qing is also in a mess now, Ke Tuyi collapsed and everything is on him, " The people of the tribe don’t have much food, and luckily they can go hunting tomorrow, but the Red Earth tribe hasn’t left yet, so they don’t know what to do.”

"Don't worry about them, Gosang doesn't dare to provoke us casually." A smart person like Gosang, after seeing the methods of the Kasa tribe, would definitely not easily become an enemy of them.

Xie Yi was worried about another thing, "The styptic grass is gone, I'm going to discuss it with Wu Si."

It was the first time for him to come to Wusi's tent. As soon as he entered, he could smell a light scent of herbs. There were several thorn baskets with some herbs in them on the left side of the tent, and a stone table on the right side. At this time, Si was sitting there worrying, and when he heard someone coming in, he didn't even lift his head.

"Wu Si, Ah Qing said that there is no more hemostatic grass."

When Wu Si heard Xie Yi's voice, he raised his head, "Yeah, come here and help me think about it. Is there anything else that can stop the bleeding."

Xie Yi went over and looked through the herbs he put on the table, and suddenly let out a "huh".

"what happened?"

"Nothing, there seems to be nothing here to stop the bleeding."

If I'm not mistaken, the symbol just now is exactly the same as the one on the tin foil.

Xie put all the herbs in the thorn basket beside him, and sure enough, he saw a few familiar characters on the stone table.He took a cursory glance and said to Wu Si, "But the ash from the fire can stop the bleeding. If it doesn't work, use this first."

Wu Si picked up a handful of ashes beside the fire, full of disbelief, "Can this stop the bleeding?"

Xie nodded, "But the healing effect is not good, I will go out tomorrow to find some other herbs to stop the bleeding."

"I'll go with you." Wu Si is very interested in the grass that can cure various injuries, and most of the tents are discovered by himself.

Xie Yi was a little confused, "Looking for grass to heal the injury may require climbing a mountain wall and walking a long way." The subtext is, you are quite old, don't join in the fun.

Wu Si immediately widened his eyes, "Why, are you afraid that I will walk slowly?"

"how come……"

"Let's go together tomorrow." Wu Si made a decision.

Early the next morning, Xie Yi carried the thorn basket borrowed from Qing Shui, which contained two stone shovels made of stones, and a few wattle seed bread, and told Kemu, "Let your brother lie on the bed There, don't move around."

"it is good."

Ke Tu lay on the animal skin and protested, "No, I have something to ask Ah Qing."

Xie Yi glanced over coldly, Ke Tu silenced.

Wu Si laughed, "When Ketu was young, his father beat him countless times, and he was not so obedient."

"Go and call Ah Qing over." Xie said to Ke Mu, and handed Wu Si a thorn basket, "Let's go."

Xie Yizhuan searched in the shady mountains, forests and grasslands. In winter, the roots of plants are mostly used as medicine, and the herbs to stop bleeding, such as Panax notoginseng, Burnet, Bletilla striata, and Imperata rhizome, are mostly shade-loving.

But in winter, the plants were all withered and yellowed, making it hard to identify. As soon as Xie saw something similar, he dug it up and found some bletilla striata.

"What is this and what is it for?" Regardless of Wu Si's age, he walked the mountain road unambiguously. It has been half a day, his face is neither red nor out of breath.

"This is bletilla striata. Its roots are white and are also used to stop bleeding. It usually grows in places with mountain springs, in grass or on wet mountain walls."

"This is Panax notoginseng, which has the best hemostatic effect. Generally, it blooms red in the jungle on the hillside."

"Ginseng...!" Xie Yile, the biggest advantage of the primitive society is that all kinds of medicinal materials are everywhere, and things like this that are about to become extinct in the wild in modern times have not yet been excavated here.

"Wusi, this is a very good medicinal material. It will bear red oblate fruits when the weather is hot." Xie put this thing away as a treasure, and can make soup for Ketu to drink when he returns home.

When it was getting dark, Xie Yi and Wu Si reluctantly prepared to go back. Their thorn baskets contained a lot of medicinal herbs. There were three ginseng trees as thick as two fingers, and they were all pressed at the bottom of Xie Yi's basket. There is also a nest of wild eggs found in the grass, and two white radishes.