The forest and grassland that Song Xu Wumu passed by was indeed a tribal territory. The tribe was mainly composed of horse beastmen, and there were also some deer and cattle beastmen. They were herbivorous or omnivorous beastmen, rarely ate meat, and most of them were peaceful. There were about a few hundred people living in the tribe.
A jujube forest with houses built was the settlement of this tribe.
The half-orc Thorn, who had the body of a horse, came all the way from the grassland. The hurried sound of the horse's hooves startled the tribesmen who had turned into beasts and were slowly nibbling the grass nearby. A group of cattle, horses, deer and sheep all raised their heads to look.
"What's wrong? Why are you running in such a hurry?"
"It's Cangji from Huangzao's family. He went out for a few days and didn't come back. Huangzao was looking for him this morning."
Cangji ran home. The door of their house was much higher than that of other people's houses. Because there was a half-orc child like him who could not completely transform into a beast, the door frame was raised to make it convenient for him to enter and exit.
As soon as he entered the house and saw his mother by the fire, he immediately said, "I just saw a squirrel orc in the Little Thorn Forest. There was also a snake orc beside her. It's very dangerous!"
Huang Zao was sharpening his weapon. He didn't stop his actions when he heard his son's anxious voice. He replied helplessly, "We found it this morning. I went to see it with a few tribesmen. They were heading towards the Dark Mountain and they shouldn't come to the tribe. I wanted to tell you not to go to the Little Thorn Forest these days. It's dangerous, but I couldn't find them. You."
Cang Ji bent his legs and knelt down, moving his ears, and with a guilty conscience, he grabbed the bone arrow in his mother's hand and helped to sharpen it: "I've been sleeping in the little thorn forest these days."
Their tribe is not like many tribes that would reject and drive away orcs, because for some reason, their tribe would have orcs in every generation, and sometimes there would be several of them. When these orcs lost their minds and turned into beasts, they would forget their relatives and lovers, follow the passing wild horses or run away alone, and would not harm the tribe members, nor do they need to be driven away by the tribe members.
The tribe members' attitude towards orcs was okay, but as the only orcs in the tribe, Thorn still often felt that he was out of place here. Rather than facing all kinds of looks in the tribe, he preferred to wander around the periphery of the territory alone, often not returning home for several days. When he
encountered danger, he returned immediately to inform his mother and let all the tribe members pay attention. Now hearing his mother say this, he felt a little relieved, but he still did not leave, just guarding here.
They are peaceful herbivorous orcs, but that does not mean they are weak. On the contrary, their tribe is the largest tribe here, and the tribe members are united. Even the nearby wolf orcs dare not easily cross the border to harass.
They did not take the initiative to harm other orcs, nor were they afraid of being attacked.
Song Xu was still a little curious about the rare horse orcs, so she ran back to the forest where she encountered the centaurs. She had not looked carefully before, but this time she looked carefully and recognized that among the trees growing there were sour date trees, walnut trees, and one that she could recognize was a hawthorn tree.
A low patch of hawthorn trees had just begun to bloom, with small white flowers clustered together. Song Xu still found a dried hawthorn from last year under the bushes, and then she confirmed that it was a hawthorn tree.
Facing these small flowers, Song Xu remembered the taste of candied haws, which was sour and sweet, and her saliva immediately overflowed.
She also found a small house in this small forest. It was very small, only a few square meters. It was a frame fixed by branches tied to the surrounding branches. The top was tied with a lot of dry grass, covered with leaves, and the gaps in the wood were carefully filled with mud.
The hut had no door, and the door frame was tall. Song Xu lay down beside the door and looked inside. There was a thick layer of fresh dry grass on the floor, and the grass stems were still a little green. There was a stone pot on the side, as well as simple small tools and various gadgets. It seemed that someone often lived in it. It was probably the home of the centaur who ran away in shock.
Song Xu looked around, but did not go in. He ran back to Wumu and told him what he had found.
Wu Mu was lying on the ground listening, then he sat up and looked at the grass and the shadow of the mountain in the distance: "It's time to continue, let's go."
Song Xu smiled and pushed him down: "I want to play here for a while, you can rest for two more days."
Wu Mu maintained her half-orc form and came out of the wolf territory, looking tired and sleepy. When she walked around to observe the environment, he couldn't keep up, so he just lay on the grass to rest. Song Xu thought that it would be better for him to rest for a while.
But Wu Mu heard her words, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes: "I want to take you, go, further." They had only walked a short distance, and had not seen many sights. They were still far away from the world tour that Song Xu had often talked about before. In her words, the world was very big, and he had never seen the deserts and snow-capped mountains she mentioned. He was afraid that he would not have enough time. Song
Xu refused: "No, I will stay here, and we will move forward when you are in good spirits." After that, she ran around like crazy again, looking carefree.
Wu Mu had no choice but to lie down and rest. He fell asleep, and Song Xu came back with a bunch of wild flowers. She looked at him for a while, pinched off the flower stems, and put the flowers all over his head.
Spring is so nice, the wind is so gentle, the flowers are so fragrant, even if Sheshe is sleeping, not moving or talking, it is not as lonely as winter.
They stayed here for a day or two. It was not that Song Xu did not want to leave, but Sheshe suddenly fell into a coma in beast form again, and he turned into the oval head of the snake again.
"Well, it looks like we have to stay here for a while."
Song Xu thought to himself, hoping that friends who live nearby would not come to drive them away.
The orc she saw last time did not turn around and bring a large group of tribesmen with him, so it is estimated that nothing will happen now. Since Sheshe slept peacefully and did not rush to take her to a safer place before falling asleep, it proves that this area is quite safe.
Therefore, what bothered Song Xu even more was another thing, the weather.
On sunny days, they can just find a grass nest to lie down in. When it rains, the grass nest becomes a puddle, and it is difficult to find a place to hide from the rain.
Song Xu looked at the gloomy sky, and thought of the small house she saw in the grove, and decided to build one for herself.
Building a small house that can temporarily shelter from the rain is a job, but it is also a game for Song Xu. Anyway, she is very happy doing it. She carefully observed the centaurs' nest-making process and learned how to build a frame with branches. There are only small trees here, and the trunks are not thick. The squirrel orcs have first-class skills in gnawing trees, which is more useful than axes.
The little squirrel's clever mind always taught her how to play. She quickly built a simple grass roof, which was not enough to block the wind, but enough to keep out a few rains. The
cold wind blew over the grass, and the rain was about to fall. In the gloomy wind, Thorn quietly went to the small thorn forest to see if the two strange visitors were still there. Then she saw a female squirrel beastman slowly dragging a big snake into the small thorn forest.
Thorn was a little worried that her home in the small thorn forest was destroyed or occupied by these two people. It was the small home she built. She was also a little curious about what happened to the snake half-orc, and she felt a little sorry.
Because the small female beastman wanted to move such a huge and heavy snake, and it seemed too strenuous.
A little raindrops fell on his cheek, and Thorn hesitated whether to go over to help.
Song Xu did not notice that there was a pony hesitantly looking around in the distance. She hummed the love of the barber, and felt like a barber who used to pull the barber on the shore. She had felt the weight of the big snake as early as in winter. Now, it can only be said that the snake is a little fatter than in winter, and it is more difficult to drag it.
The key is that the distance is too far, as if it is a long march of ten thousand miles. Seeing that the rain is about to fall, the place where they are is still a long distance away from the simple shed she made.
The little squirrel fell on his butt, and felt that he couldn't pull it, so he lay on the snake again, trying to wake him up.
"Wake up, it's raining! Wake up, we should go!" Sure enough, there was no movement.
Snakes don't have external ears, but they have inner ears and auditory bones. The auditory bones and the inner ear auditory organ are connected. Snakes are much more sensitive to the movement on the ground than to the sounds transmitted in the air, because snakes usually crawl on the ground with their abdomens and chins in contact with the ground. Vibrations far away from the ground can be accurately transmitted to the inner ear.
In a sense, snakes are more sensitive to vibrations than to sounds.
Song Xu hammered his fists on the ground, making a loud bang, and then stomped his feet and jumped high next to the snake's head. The sleepy snake suddenly raised its head and spit out its tongue vigilantly.
Song Xu thought she had really woken him up, and was a little surprised: "It really works! No, why didn't it work the last two times?"
She didn't realize that when Snake Head was lifted from the ground, it was not facing her direction, but the distant hillside. There, the pony Thorn, who had been hesitating for a long time and preparing to help, had just made up his mind to run forward two steps, and found that the big snake had woken up, so he quickly stopped and hid himself in the small bushes on the side.
Snake Head turned to Song Xu. It seemed that Song Xu was so happy every time he woke up. She hugged his head and jumped twice, then told him happily: "I made a shed that can shelter us from the rain. It's in that woods. Go quickly, we don't have to get wet in the rain!"
The rain suddenly got heavier. Sheshe rolled up the proud little squirrel and dragged his heavy body into the thorn forest. Song Xu held his tail and pointed the way: "It's in front, behind a cluster of hawthorn trees. Do you know hawthorn? Hawthorn is an edible fruit. Have you eaten it? It's very sour. If you have the chance, I must let you taste it!" The
small shed made by Song Xu was far away from another small house in the woods. Wumu passed by the house, paused for a moment, and looked at it twice more. Song Xu turned his head and said, "Don't envy other people's houses. I'll make one for you too. Although I've just made the roof now, I'll make the walls tomorrow."
Wu Mu didn't envy other people's huts. He preferred the simple shacks made by little squirrels. Although some raindrops would float to her body, the fresh grass she put inside was very fragrant, and the hawthorn flowers next to it also had an indescribable fragrance.
The little squirrel, who had been busy for a long time, was so tired that she fell asleep, with her limbs spread out. Snake habitually rested her chin on her belly and felt the vibrations in her body with her lower jaw.
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