This Is My Primitive Tribe

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The three-day plan of Jiageng remains unchanged, but tonight, my brain is not enough, let me rest, thank you.

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"All witch medicine apprentices, come to the stage."

Jiang Xuan beckoned to the stage, and those witch medicine apprentices stepped onto the high platform step by step with incomparable excitement.

Jiang Xuan and Chi Shao stood on the side of the high platform, and the ten witch medicine apprentices stood in two rows. Facing all the Veng tribe people, everyone was extremely nervous. This was an experience that I had never had before.

Jiang Xuan took out ten bronze badges from the animal skin bag.

The appearance of the bronze badge looks like a herbal medicine on the front, and the two simple words "Witch Doctor" are engraved in Wu script on the back.

Jiang Xuan picked up a bronze badge and said to the apprentices: "This badge was specially made by the smelting workshop, and wearing it means that you have changed from apprentices to real witch doctors. !"

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The follow-up content is repeated and will be updated tomorrow morning.

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After the Vine Tribe left, the tribes near the Ape Tribe followed the movement to observe the situation.

When they saw the pile of corpses, everyone was shocked.

They copied the totem pattern on the big pillar next to the corpse mountain and took it back to warn the tribesmen of their tribe not to provoke the rattan tribe in the future.

The vicious name of the Vine tribe slowly spread among the nearby tribes.

In the future, if these tribes encounter the fleet of the Vine tribe, or the clansmen of the Vine tribe, they will definitely weigh themselves before starting.

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The sixth day of October, late at night.

"Huhuhu..."

The cold wind whistled outside the house, and inside the house, Jiang Xuan was lighting a candle and was drawing a new map.

After returning from the ape tribe, the weather is getting colder every day, especially tonight, the wind is very strong and it is very cold.

Jiang Xuan was wearing an animal skin coat, lying in front of the table, and according to the impressions in his memory, he drew the flow of the Flying Fish River, the more iconic landforms on both sides, and the tribes.

After painting, Jiang Xuan put down the animal writing brush, rubbed his cold hands, and said to himself, "The map drawn in this way is not accurate. It's better to take a special trip in the future and draw as you go."

He washed the paint on the animal brush and hung it up. As for the animal skin roll, because the paint was not dry, it was temporarily left on the table.

Jiang Xuan yawned and went to bed.

The next morning, Jiang Xuan got up, opened the door and saw that there was snow everywhere.

A layer of white frost had condensed on the treetops, on the roof, and on the ground.

Jiang Xuan returned to the house, took out the calendar bamboo slip, and wrote a small line on it: the seventh day of October, frost falls.

"It's winter again."

Jiang Xuan put away the bamboo slips, looked at Bai Shuang at the door, and sighed at the rush of time.

He looked at the incomparably huge divine vine in the center of the tribe. As usual, the divine vine was shrouded in a layer of mist, making it difficult to see its true face.

On the vine, there are more than one hundred giant dragonflies.

Before the frost, those giant dragonflies occasionally flew out for a circle. After the frost, most of those giant dragonflies died.

Jiang Xuan sighed slightly. Although the giant dragonfly was huge and fierce, it was still not enough time.

But wait until next year, and new giant dragonflies will appear.

Jiang Xuan washed briefly, ate a little something, then put on a new animal skin coat and walked out the door.

Today is a very important day because the witch hospital is finally established!

In an open space outside the bamboo forest of the rattan tribe, a mud-brick house rose from the ground.

This mud-brick house was only built in autumn, and it was put into use directly after it was built.

The mud brick house has several rooms and a large yard, which is very spacious.

On the gate of the courtyard, there is a newly engraved plaque, with three big characters engraved in Wu script: Wu Hospital.

At this time, although the weather was cold, many people in the brand-new witch hospital were busy preparing for the upcoming opening ceremony of the witch hospital.

The witch hospital, promoted by Jiang Xuan, is a place for the tribal people to heal their wounds.

At present, whether it is the Teng tribe or other tribes, Wu is almost the only one who can see a doctor.

There are so many people in the tribe, and illness and injury are common occurrences. How could it be possible to rely on Wu alone?

All, only those who are seriously ill or seriously injured can receive the witch's treatment, and those who are relatively ill or slightly injured can only find some herbal medicines to solve it.

However, many illnesses cannot be delayed, as are injuries.

Once it drags on for a long time, minor illnesses turn into serious ones, and minor injuries turn into serious ones.

Therefore, in order to allow all clansmen to treat their illnesses and injuries in a timely manner, Jiang Xuan began to prepare for the establishment of a witch hospital very early.

He persuaded Chi Shao to bring a group of witch medicine apprentices. These apprentices do not need to be very skilled in medicine, as long as they can treat some common minor diseases and minor injuries.

It is worth mentioning that during the period when Chi Shao was taking medicine apprentices, the old witch often went to teach those apprentices and enjoyed it.

Under the guidance of Chishao and Laowu, these apprentices of medicine quickly learned to identify various commonly used herbs, as well as methods for treating colds, fevers and minor injuries.

The basics are almost done. Now, it is time for these witch medicine apprentices to continuously summarize their experience and continue to learn.

They will become witch doctors in the witch hospital, specializing in medical treatment for the Vine tribesmen.

In the witch hospital, ten witch doctor apprentices wore brand-new animal skins with totem patterns on their faces, waiting nervously and excitedly for the ceremony to begin.

Although the weather was cold, the outside of the witch hospital was also full of people, and almost all the people from the entire Vine tribe came.

A wooden platform was built at the entrance of the witch hospital. It was five meters long, three meters wide, and three meters high. It was covered with several flat animal skins.

If it weren't for the absence of red silk, Jiang Xuan would also like to use red silk to cover up the sign of the witch hospital, which would be more ritualistic.

When the sun slowly rose, all the important personnel of the Vine tribe arrived.

The old witch stood aside and looked at the witch medicine apprentices in front of the high platform with relief. Today, he came here on purpose, and even temporarily put down the important work of carving out a hundred sketches of the Great Wilderness.

The old witch is a person with a very noble medical ethics. His greatest wish is to carry forward the magic of witch medicine for the benefit of more people, instead of hiding it for himself.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiang Xuan and Chi Shao slowly ascended the high platform.

Jiang Xuan wanted Chishao to say a few words, but Chishao shook his head slightly, indicating that he would speak for himself.

Jiang Xuan had no choice but to nod and speak for himself.

The witches of other tribes are all eloquent and eloquent, magic sticks. Only the witches of the Vine tribe are devoted to practical things and are not good at words.

Jiang Xuan cleared his throat and started speaking.

"Today is the opening day of the witch hospital. I won't say more nonsense. Let me talk about the purpose of our establishment of the witch hospital."

"We live in this dangerous forest, dealing with all kinds of birds and beasts, poisonous snakes and insects all day long, getting sick, poisoned, and injured, all of which are unavoidable."

"But in the tribe, Wu is the only one who can really heal the disease. How could she be so busy?"

"Our Vine tribe currently has more than 2,600 people. If you add those prisoners, it will be more than 3,800 people, and the population will increase in the future."

"Even if only one percent of the people were sick and injured, there would still be at least a few hundred people on that day. Even if the witch never sleeps, how many can be cured?"

Jiang Xuan's words made the red peony beside him and the old witch below him feel particularly deeply. After becoming a witch, they almost didn't even have time to rest.

Every day, he is not dealing with medicinal materials, or treating illnesses and injuries, and sometimes presides over tribal events, recording tribal history, offering sacrifices, etc., and he is too busy to touch the ground.

Even if you don't sleep, you can't get everything right.

Jiang Xuan continued: "So, we want to set up a witch hospital, and we want to train more witch doctors."

"In the future, I hope that every injured, poisoned, and sick clan member can receive timely treatment!"

"it is good!"

After Jiang Xuan finished saying this, all the Veng tribe clansmen were boiling with cheers, because the establishment of the witch hospital was related to the lives of every clan.

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After the Vine Tribe left, the tribes near the Ape Tribe followed the movement to observe the situation.

When they saw the pile of corpses, everyone was shocked.

They copied the totem pattern on the big pillar next to the corpse mountain and took it back to warn the tribesmen of their tribe not to provoke the rattan tribe in the future.

The vicious name of the Vine tribe slowly spread among the nearby tribes.

In the future, if these tribes encounter the fleet of the Vine tribe, or the clansmen of the Vine tribe, they will definitely weigh themselves before starting.

…

The sixth day of October, late at night.

"Huhuhu..."

The cold wind whistled outside the house, and inside the house, Jiang Xuan was lighting a candle and was drawing a new map.

After returning from the ape tribe, the weather is getting colder every day, especially tonight, the wind is very strong and it is very cold.

Jiang Xuan was wearing an animal skin coat, lying in front of the table, and according to the impressions in his memory, he drew the flow of the Flying Fish River, the more iconic landforms on both sides, and the tribes.

After painting, Jiang Xuan put down the animal writing brush, rubbed his cold hands, and said to himself, "The map drawn in this way is not accurate. It's better to take a special trip in the future and draw as you go."

He washed the paint on the animal brush and hung it up. As for the animal skin roll, because the paint was not dry, it was temporarily left on the table.

Jiang Xuan yawned and went to bed.

The next morning, Jiang Xuan got up, opened the door and saw that there was snow everywhere.

A layer of white frost had condensed on the treetops, on the roof, and on the ground.

Jiang Xuan returned to the house, took out the calendar bamboo slip, and wrote a small line on it: the seventh day of October, frost falls.

"It's winter again."

Jiang Xuan put away the bamboo slips, looked at Bai Shuang at the door, and sighed at the rush of time.

He looked at the incomparably huge divine vine in the center of the tribe. As usual, the divine vine was shrouded in a layer of mist, making it difficult to see its true face.

On the vine, there are more than one hundred giant dragonflies.

Before the frost, those giant dragonflies occasionally flew out for a circle. After the frost, most of those giant dragonflies died.

Jiang Xuan sighed slightly. Although the giant dragonfly was huge and fierce, it was still not enough time.

But wait until next year, and new giant dragonflies will appear.

Jiang Xuan washed briefly, ate a little something, then put on a new animal skin coat and walked out the door.

Today is a very important day because the witch hospital is finally established!

In an open space outside the bamboo forest of the rattan tribe, a mud-brick house rose from the ground.

This mud-brick house was only built in autumn, and it was put into use directly after it was built.

The mud brick house has several rooms and a large yard, which is very spacious.

On the gate of the courtyard, there is a newly engraved plaque, with three big characters engraved in Wu script: Wu Hospital.

At this time, although the weather was cold, many people in the brand-new witch hospital were busy preparing for the upcoming opening ceremony of the witch hospital.

The witch hospital, promoted by Jiang Xuan, is a place for the tribal people to heal their wounds.

At present, whether it is the Teng tribe or other tribes, Wu is almost the only one who can see a doctor.

There are so many people in the tribe, and illness and injury are common occurrences. How could it be possible to rely on Wu alone?

All, only those who are seriously ill or seriously injured can receive the witch's treatment, and those who are relatively ill or slightly injured can only find some herbal medicines to solve it.

However, many illnesses cannot be delayed, as are injuries. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Once it drags on for a long time, minor illnesses turn into serious ones, and minor injuries turn into serious ones.

Therefore, in order to allow all clansmen to treat their illnesses and injuries in a timely manner, Jiang Xuan began to prepare for the establishment of a witch hospital very early.

He persuaded Chi Shao to bring a group of witch medicine apprentices. These apprentices do not need to be very skilled in medicine, as long as they can treat some common minor diseases and minor injuries.

It is worth mentioning that during the period when Chi Shao was taking medicine apprentices, the old witch often went to teach those apprentices and enjoyed it.

Under the guidance of Chishao and Laowu, these apprentices of medicine quickly learned to identify various commonly used herbs, as well as methods for treating colds, fevers and minor injuries.

The basics are almost done. Now, it is time for these witch medicine apprentices to continuously summarize their experience and continue to learn.

They will become witch doctors in the witch hospital, specializing in medical treatment for the Vine tribesmen.

In the witch hospital, ten witch doctor apprentices wore brand-new animal skins with totem patterns on their faces, waiting nervously and excitedly for the ceremony to begin.

Although the weather was cold, the outside of the witch hospital was also full of people, and almost all the people from the entire Vine tribe came.

A wooden platform was built at the entrance of the witch hospital. It was five meters long, three meters wide, and three meters high. It was covered with several flat animal skins.

If it weren't for the lack of red silk, Jiang Xuan would also like to use red silk to cover the sign of the witch hospital, which would be more ritualistic.

When the sun slowly rose, all the important members of the Vine tribe arrived.

The old witch stood aside and looked at the witch medicine apprentices in front of the high platform with relief. Today, he came here on purpose, and even temporarily put down the important work of carving out a hundred sketches of the Great Wilderness.

The old witch is a person with a very noble medical ethics. His greatest wish is to carry forward the magic of witch medicine for the benefit of more people, instead of hiding it for himself.