There were a large number of crocodiles in the water on the river bank. Jiang Xuan walked forward for a short distance without stopping.
When the crocodile tribe warriors are not around, these crocodiles will not be so obedient. If they are accidentally angered, or when the crocodile is hungry, it will take the initiative to attack people.
Although Jiang Xuan is not afraid of crocodiles, in the territory of the crocodile tribe, as long as you kill or injure a crocodile, you will be hunted down by the entire crocodile tribe.
There is a large area of ​​wetland along the river bank, and the plants in the wetland have obviously been interfered by humans.
There are large clumps of lush reeds and aquatic plants separated by tens of meters. In the open space in the middle, there is an unknown plant growing.
This kind looks a bit strange, it looks a bit like water hyacinth, but it is much larger than water hyacinth, and its leaves are thicker and slender than water hyacinth.
"What is this?"
Jiang Xuan stared at the plant for a while. What was certain was that this plant must have been planted by people from the crocodile tribe, but he didn't know what it was used for.
With those big crocodiles around, Jiang Xuan couldn't just pull one up and take a look, so he could only keep walking forward.
After walking through the edge area, Jiang Xuan saw many wooden houses. The quality of these wooden houses varied, some were about to collapse, and some were well built.
The people who occupy these wooden houses are not members of the Crocodile tribe. It can be seen from the totem patterns on their faces that the people are very complex.
Jiang Xuan is very familiar with this situation, because it is also like this outside the vine wall of the Vine Tribe.
These people should come from various tribes, some are simply tourists, some are here to do business, and some are just hanging around here, looking for some opportunities.
After Jiang Xuan came over, these people just looked at him a few times and found that the totem pattern was unfamiliar. Then they stopped paying attention and each did their own thing.
Tribal people are usually quite exclusive and will not greet people from unfamiliar tribes casually except those from tribes they know.
Jiang Xuan looked at the people of each tribe with great interest, especially the totem patterns on their faces.
The totem patterns of tribes are often painted according to the appearance of the tribal totem god. However, the first generation shamans of some tribes have the talent for painting and can draw more similar paintings. The first generation shamans of some tribes are handicapped and the paintings are more abstract.
After walking not far, he saw the totem patterns of many tribes, including birds, animals, flowers, birds, insects and fish, which was very interesting.
While walking, Jiang Xuan suddenly stopped because he saw a rather special totem pattern.
The totem pattern is red and depicts an ant with wings.
Red ant tribe!
Jiang Xuan never expected that he would see a warrior from the Red Ant Tribe as soon as he stepped into the middle of the Southern Wilderness.
The warrior of the red ant tribe felt that he was being looked at, so he looked back and happened to see Jiang Xuan.
He took a few glances at Jiang Xuan and found that he was a strange tribesman with five warrior lines on his face, so he turned around and left without saying anything.
Jiang Xuan looked at his back and didn't look away until the red ant tribe warrior entered a room.
The red ant tribe is the mortal enemy of the mountain turtle tribe, and the mountain turtle tribe is the friend of the vine tribe.
This time, Jiang Xuan came to the central part of the Southern Wilderness. One of his purposes was to see how powerful the red ant tribe was and what the old turtle god's legacy looked like now.
Jiang Xuan does not want the Vine Tribe to stay in that remote place in the northwest of the Southern Wilderness. If there is a chance in the future, he hopes that the Vine Tribe will settle in this rich place in the middle of the Southern Wilderness.
But the Vine tribe has no foundation. If they come directly, they will be easily targeted by the big tribes, or even join forces to attack them.
Therefore, the Vine Tribe needs allies, and the Mountain Turtle Tribe is a relatively reliable ally.
As a former large tribe, the Shangui Tribe must have some friends in the central region. For example, those large tribes that have lasted for a long time will more or less give the Shangui Tribe a favor.
Otherwise, the Mountain Turtle Tribe would not have been able to retreat from the encirclement and suppression by the Red Ant Tribe, retaining the spark of tribal rejuvenation.
If the Vine Tribe can help the Mountain Turtle Tribe defeat the Ant Tribe and regain its foothold in the central part, then it will be easier for the Vine Tribe to gain a foothold here, and other tribes will not target the Vine Tribe too much.
It's a win-win situation.
Of course, these things cannot be done in a hurry. The Vine Tribe will still need to develop patiently for a period of time before it can compete with the larger tribes, or even forcefully squeeze into the central part of the Southern Wilderness and occupy a good place.
Jiang Xuan continued to walk forward. After exiting the messy temporary houses built by foreign tribes and tourists, he saw a very long fence.
The fence wall is about three meters high and made of wood, separating the real living area of ​​the crocodile tribe from the outside.
Obviously, all tribes can come to the area outside, but not everyone can enter the area inside.
Outside the fence, a group of crocodile tribe warriors patrolled back and forth to prevent anyone from climbing over the wall and making trouble.
Jiang Xuan did not go to the fence, but continued to wander outside.
After walking not far, he found a trading area, so he walked over to take a look.
The trading area outside the Crocodile Tribe is a number of wooden sheds set up in an open space, where people from various tribes can freely trade.
The trading area was quite lively, very similar to the street stall market Jiang Xuan had seen in his previous life.
After people from various tribes came here, some put their goods directly, while others spread an animal skin on the ground and put their goods on it.
The method of transaction is bartering, and both parties need to like each other's goods at the same time before they can trade.
If the goods brought out by one party are not what the other party needs, then the transaction will not proceed.
In the crocodile tribe trading area, Jiang Xuan was wandering around with interest.
The trading area is not very large, and there are not many goods in it, but it is still relatively new to Jiang Xuan.
He saw someone setting up pottery, so he walked over to take a look.
“Want a clay pot?”
The stall owner is a young warrior with scars on his face and arms, which looks quite scary.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Jiang Xuan squatted down and looked at the clay pot.
The workmanship of the pottery pot is very rough, not rounded, and not fired well enough. It is far worse than the pottery pots of the Vine Tribe.
Jiang Xuan shook his head and said: "It's not needed for the time being."
The young warrior glanced at Jiang Xuan with disdain and then stopped talking to him. Apparently he thought Jiang Xuan could not offer goods of equal value for trade.
Jiang Xuan didn't bother to explain, stood up and walked elsewhere.
He saw many strange things at other stalls, such as unknown animal horns, harder-to-find herbs, fruits of magical plants, etc.
There are also ordinary goods, such as animal skins, animal teeth, stones, food, etc.
The trading area was not big. It didn't take long for Jiang Xuan to finish shopping, but he didn't trade a single item.
Because he didn't find the goods he wanted.
To put it bluntly, in this kind of trading area outside a large tribe, unless you are lucky, it is difficult to come across anything good.
Just when Jiang Xuan wanted to go and have a look elsewhere, suddenly, there was a commotion coming from the front gate.
People in the trading area ran over there one after another, and Jiang Xuan followed the crowd.
After Jiang Xuan walked over, he saw dozens of crocodile tribe warriors surrounding the wall. Everyone looked very anxious.
In the center of the crowd, a boy of thirteen or fourteen knelt on the ground, pinched his neck with both hands, opened his mouth wide, and made a "ho ho" sound. His face was red from suppressing it, and his whole person was very uncomfortable.
"Go to the witch, go find the witch!"
The warriors were running around in a hurry, and one warrior hurriedly ran into the tribe.
However, the crocodile tribe is too big, and by the time he finds the witch, it may be too late.
The young man was still kneeling on the ground, his face getting redder and redder from suppressing it, even turning purple. His mouth was wide open, and he looked at the soldiers pleadingly.
However, no one can help him.
Those crocodile tribe warriors may be very good at killing people, and they are also good at applying medicine to treat injuries.
But they couldn't figure out what was going on with the boy now, let alone help him.
The young man's eyes became desperate, his body was shaky, and he was even kneeling on the ground unsteady.
Just then, a voice appeared.
"His trachea is blocked by a foreign object. The foreign object must be removed as soon as possible, otherwise he will be suffocated to death!"
The Crocodile Tribe warriors and the onlookers all looked in the direction of the sound, and saw that the speaker was none other than Jiang Xuan.
A crocodile tribe warrior walked up to Jiang Xuan in a few steps, grabbed Jiang Xuan's animal skin coat, and said urgently: "Can you save him?"
Jiang Xuandao: "If you let me go and let me give it a try, maybe he can save his life."
The crocodile tribe warrior realized that his move was too reckless, so he quickly let go.
"Save him quickly."
To be continued...