Chapter 10

Yan Mo had already adapted to this dirty and messy environment, and was used to all kinds of odors, even Yan Mo was forced to get used to it, even though he originally paid great attention to the environment and his own hygiene.

For a tribe that does not wash morning and night in order to save water, even if you want to improve hygiene, you have more than enough energy.

All day, Yan Mo didn't just lay there. He rummaged through the rubbish to see if there was anything useful in it, but found nothing but a bunch of bugs.

Insects are also good things, but some of these insects look like the ones he knows, such as centipede-shaped multipedal insects, and some he doesn't know at all.

He wanted to find the earth element among these worms. The earth element, also known as the earth turtle, liked the dark and damp humus soil. It usually grows under the old-fashioned earthen house roots and corners. No way, bone and tendon embolism.

Only female worms have medical effects, male worms have wings, and female worms have no wings. However, it is hard to say whether male worms really have no medical effect, because not only are there fewer male worms, but once they become worms, they will grow wings and fly like cockroaches. They are very flexible and difficult to catch.

Yan Mo sighed as he looked at the many bugs. If the second guideline could be used now, he would be able to identify whether these bugs were useful to him one by one. But if he wanted the guide to help him identify the creatures, he had to subtract his scum value from his scum value. One hundred points, plus one point after over 100 million, is to subtract a total of 101 points.

Yan Mo didn't get discouraged when he didn't find what he was looking for in the tent. He asked Cao Ding a lot about the things he needed to pay attention to in this tribe, as well as the nearby water, soil and biological characteristics.

At the same time, he didn't forget to teach Kusamachi medical knowledge, and told her to go behind the shed to pick fresh big thistle leaves and come back to change his dressing, for which he deducted another 3 points of scum.

The day after Yuan Zhan left, Yan Mo stared at his wound for a long time while changing his dressing.

Kusamachi changed the medicine for him, reattached the fixed wooden stick, and suddenly sighed.

Yan Mo looked up at her, sister, what's the matter? "

Kusamachi rubbed the straw rope, shook his head and said: Lord Dahe may be dying. "

Hasn't the priest already gone to help him treat it? "Yan Mo thinks that this big river has not only increased his scum value by ten points, but also caused him to suffer a torture every night, so he has no good feelings for him at all. It would be good if he didn't curse him to die early, naturally. He doesn't want to take the initiative to help him with treatment, which is why he never mentioned Dahe to Kusamachi. Although he knew that helping that person, he would definitely be able to reduce the scum value.

Yes, he took his anger out, what's the matter? Anyway, he's a scumbag.

Cao Ding sighed again, there were not many herbs, and Lord Dahe was so injured that he could no longer be a warrior. How could Lord Priest spend precious medicines on him. The last time the priest went there, he directly cut off his broken arm, and scalded the wound to stop the bleeding. There was nothing he could do about the big hole in his abdomen. The priest wiped him with divine soil and water, but it didn't help much. "

God soil water? "

Ah, that is a treasure handed down from generation to generation by tribal priests. Everyone calls it divine soil. Not only can it heal many injuries, but it can also make turbid water clean. Using it to tan fur, the fur will be particularly soft and bright. "

Yan Mo's heart moved, did the divine soil look like a transparent crystal? "

I have not seen the original, only heard that the priest took it out as a shiny powder. "

It sounds like alum. Is there an alum mine around here? Or do the priests here occasionally get some?

However, using alum powder to stop bleeding, this stuff is used in the wrong amount, but it will directly damage brain cells, causing burns, vomiting, diarrhea, collapse, and even death.

Suddenly thinking of something, Yan Mo hurriedly asked: Do all the clan use this divine soil to purify water? "

Kusamachi laughed, you think beautifully, how can there be so much divine soil for you to use. Only when there is a shortage of water in summer and the muddy water in the grassy beach has to be used, the high priest will use divine soil to make the muddy water clean. But that kind of clean water can only be used by the chiefs, priests, and elders, and even third-level warriors can't get much, let alone slaves. "

fortunately! Yan Mo gasped. If the god soil is really alum, although this thing can purify water, the aluminum contained in it is very harmful to the human body. For example, long-term consumption of alum-purified water will lead to anemia, osteoporosis, and brain atrophy.

Do the priests here become demented when they get old and don't remember anything? "Yan Moduo asked.

Kusamachi was surprised, how did you know? I still once heard adults say that when the priests in the tribe reach age, they will transfer all their knowledge and experience to the new priests, called the gods, and once the old priests complete the gods, their souls will disappear and stay. It's just a walking dead, can't remember anything, can't know anything, can't even eat. "

Isn't it the symptoms of Alzheimer's caused by brain atrophy? The priests here are also smart and can't explain their symptoms, so they made up such a god-like saying, not only did not reduce their prestige, but even more deified.

Xiao Mo. "

Ok? "

Kusamachi hesitated: Can I tell others about the ability of thistle to stop bleeding? "

Of course. "I wish you could tell others that in addition to stopping bleeding, big thistle leaves can also clear heat and detoxify, treat swelling and boils, etc.

Oh, it can also be eaten as a wild vegetable. "

What? Is it still edible? "

Yan Mo nodded.

Kusamachi was ecstatic, but also sad, but the big thistle behind the shed was about to give me light. "

You can look elsewhere. Hillsides, grasslands, wasteland, and even roadsides may grow. The closer you get to the water source, the more likely it is. This thing is not uncommon, as long as you find one, you can find another. "

Very good. Xiao Mo, can I bring the cinnamon soil to pick thistle together? "Kusachi explained that Cinnamon is the wife of Lord Taiga."

Yan Mo was not surprised that Cao Ding called Da He's wife's name directly. The young man's memory told him that the status of the women here was not high, only a little better than slaves, who could get food distribution from the tribe. The children they give birth to are also a little more expensive than those of female slaves. If female slaves have children with their masters, their sons are regarded as descendants of the tribe and can receive tribal food distribution. The distribution is the least, so they are the first to die.

If it is a slave and a child of a slave, it is still a slave.

What I teach you, as long as I don't say it explicitly, you can teach it to others at will. "

Kusamachi was moved, Xiao Mo, you are such a nice person. "

Yan Mo showed a simple and honest smile that I am a good person.

Is there any way you can make Lord Dahe walk a little easier? "

You want me to help Dahe-sama see a doctor? "Yan Mo was not surprised.

Cao Ding nodded, shook his head again, and said hurriedly, "Don't be under pressure, even Lord Priest can't be cured. Cinnamon has given up. I just want Lord Dahe not to suffer so much in the last few days. Can you do it?" I have heard that some high priests can make seriously wounded patients sleep until they die. I secretly go behind your back, and I won't let the priest know. "

Yan Mo didn't really want to go, for three reasons.

First, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. He has no surgical tools or medicines. It is impossible for him to cure Dahe's injury with a few large thistles. Moreover, Dahe's current condition is likely to have complications due to infection. This is serious. Even if he returns to the place where he came from, he may not be able to save people.

Second, if he goes and he can't heal Dahe, maybe the damn reform guide will give him another note.

Third, even if he heals Dahe, maybe he can reduce some scum points, but it may also attract the attention of the priests of this tribe.

But Yan Mo didn't dare to refuse. He was afraid that as soon as he couldn't say anything, the reform guide would immediately add ten points of scum to him in the name of dying.

Their purpose is to make Dahe walk less painful, so I don't have to save him, right? "Yan Mo said to his right hand in Chinese.

The guide did not answer him.

Go, it's miserable. If you don't go, it will be miserable. What a terrible word? Yan Mo sneered in his heart.

Cao Ding didn't know his mental activity. Seeing that he didn't say a word, he guessed that he might be afraid of causing trouble. He touched his head and said, "If you can do it, I think Cinnamon will give you some meat as a reward." "

... go, why not go? "Isn't it just euthanasia, it's not like he hasn't done it.

Chapter 8 You will be punished if you don't do your best

Dahe's situation was even worse than Yan Mo thought, and his whole body stinks of rotting pus.

This kind of smell can be tolerated on himself, but on others... Yan Mo really hopes to have an ultra-filtered medical mask at this time.

It was dark in the tent, and even if the curtains were all lifted, it would not help.

The two cubs in Dahe were driven out by adults to play. The children are ignorant. Instead of letting them be sad and shrinking together in the dark and rotten tent, it is better for them to quickly learn how to hunt.

In the future, the Dahe family will rely on these two little cubs who are only four and eight years old respectively, especially the eight-year-old one. He must learn the most basic skills this winter, so that he can go out hunting with the adults next year. , his brother will not starve to death in the coming year.

Yan Mo asked the two to grab the fur under Da He and drag the person to the entrance of the tent. If it wasn't for fear of attracting attention, he would rather drag people outside.

Cinnamon didn't despise Yan Mo because he was only fourteen years old and was still injured. She married Da He at the age of fourteen, gave birth to her first child at the age of fifteen, and the disciples of the priests of the tribe also started at the age of ten. Hit the priest.

But Cinnamon didn't know that Yan Mo was a disciple of the Yanshan tribe priest, Cao Ding was tight-lipped and only told her that Yan Mo knew a little about herbal medicine. If Cyan Tu knew that Yan Mo was the disciple of the Yanshan priest, things would probably be complicated.