Chen Hao raised his eyebrows.

This is a...

people?

He leaned closer and saw that he was really a human being.

The man lay on the ground with a painful expression.

"hiss--"

He gasped in a cold air, as if he was suffering a great pain.

Chen Hao approached the man and found that one of the legs dragged in the bushes was covered in scars and blood.

"Don't move, otherwise the wound will bleed heavily."

Chen Hao hurriedly squatted beside the man, preparing to carry out treatment.

"Who are you?"

The man stared at Chen Hao with alertness.

"Don't worry about who I am for now. As long as you know that you must listen to me now, otherwise you will die."

Chen Hao looked serious and took out 37 powder and applied it to the man's leg.

"What are you going to do?"

The man's voice was very thin, and it was particularly sharp when he screamed, almost piercing Chen Hao's eardrum.

"I'll stop the bleeding for you."

Chen Hao said angrily.

"Stop bleeding?"

This man looked at the Panax notoginseng powder in Chen Hao's hand in confusion:

"The things in your hand are not holy ash, right? Since they are not holy ash, how can they stop bleeding?"

Holy Ash?

Chen Hao thought about it and guessed that this person should be talking about wood ash.

"I'm better than Holy Ash."

Chen Hao said angrily.

"It's better than Holy Ash? I don't believe it, I think you are going to murder me!"

This person is very alert and doesn't trust Chen Hao at all.

"Murder you?"

Chen Hao was angry and laughed.

Although it is right to be alert to strangers in the wilderness, how can this person's tone feel like "there is always a bad guy who wants to harm me"?

"If I really want to murder you, do I still have to do so many fancy ones? Wouldn't it be enough to kill you with one knife?"

While speaking, Chen Hao drew his pale wolf teeth in his palm.

The cold light jumping on the wolf's teeth scared the man to shrink his neck.

Seeing this, Chen Hao shook his head and smiled, sprinkled Sanqi powder on the man's wound.

"Hiss--it hurts!"

The man screamed, and the volume was very high, forcing Chen Hao to cover his ears.

This scream lasted for a whole minute!

"Hey, it seems... it doesn't hurt anymore?"

The man pinched his legs and was surprised to find that the wound was no longer bleeding and began to scab!

"What is this? It's so magical?"

The man looked at the sacred powder of Sanqi in Chen Hao's hand with shock.

"Panqi powder, a powder ground from herbs, can stop bleeding and relieve pain."

Chen Hao said lightly.

"Panqi powder, herb?"

The man blinked and was full of curiosity about the nouns mentioned by Chen Hao.

"Well... It's right to treat the disease anyway."

Chen Hao was too lazy to explain.

He taught the primitive people for so long in the ancient tea tribe, but in the end he only had a few people who understood it.

He didn't think that the one he happened to meet today would have a good understanding.

"oh."

Seeing Chen Hao put away the sacred powder, the man's eyes shone with a reluctance.

"never mind."

Chen Hao thought about it, took out the Sanqi powder and distributed it to this man.

Anyway, he knew Sanqi and saw a lot of Sanqi along the way, so he didn't have to worry about not finding Sanqi to use.

"You... gave it to me?"

The man looked at the ball of powder in his hand, his eyes bulging.

"What if it's otherwise?"

Chen Hao rolled his eyes unhappily, and always felt that this guy's mind was turning a little slow.

"Stop staring, I'm so ugly."

Chen Hao curled his lips and said, "This guy's eyes are big and bright, but his face is dark and covered with dirt, which makes him look funny and even ugly when he stares at his eyes.

"You...you said I'm ugly?"

The man was furious in an instant, as if he had forgotten the kindness of Chen Haogang's saving him.

"I just said that when you glared, you were ugly... Uh, it wasn't ugly either, it wasn't very good-looking."

Chen Hao touched his nose awkwardly, and he also realized that his words just now were a bit inappropriate.

but……

"How come you, a big man, react so fiercely to beauty and ugliness?"

Chen Hao was puzzled. He had never met any man who had grown up so much, and he had such a big reaction to the word "ugly".

"You...what do you care about me?"

The man's eyes flashed and he pulled the weaving cloth above his head.

It was not until this time that Chen Hao discovered that there was a piece of cloth covering the man's head.

This surprised Chen Hao.

Chen Hao was not surprised why this man used a piece of cloth to cover his head, because there were also countries and nations outside that had this custom.

What he wondered was that this man actually had weaving cloth!

You know, he has been here in Changsheng Island for so long, and has heard from Wu talk about many tribes.

However, no tribe can weave cloth!

Judging from the weaving cloth on this man's head, it was very rough, and it didn't seem to be made from Cui Wenxi's group.

In other words, this person masters the weaving process?

"Where are you from?"

Chen Hao asked with his eyes shining.

If this man and his tribe both master the weaving process, it means that this man’s tribe may have encountered the Chinese predecessors.

After all, although this island is not small, some tribes are still in a primitive society surrounded by animal skins, while some tribes suddenly mastered the weaving technology themselves, which is too unrealistic.

The more likely explanation is that there are outsiders who teach them the weaving techniques.

The weaving technology is not simple. It is absolutely impossible to make such a piece of cloth from scratch, so it can be ruled out that it is taught by Cui Wenxi and others.

The more Chen Hao thought about it, the more he felt that this person’s weaving craftsmanship was left by the Chinese predecessor!

"What do you...you want to do?"

But the man became alert again.

"I want to go to your tribe."

Chen Hao said truthfully that if he could go to a tribe who could find a tribe, find the chief or sacrifice spirit of the tribe, he might get clues from the predecessors of China.
To be continued...