Chapter 13 – Medicinal Mud
Luo Zhen looked at the medicinal mud that the Jiao Zhu took out with special care, it was a tuft about the size of a little finger that was carefully wrapped in several layers of animal skins.
The color of the medicinal mud was dark brown and it looked a bit sticky when it moved. When he put it under his nose to smell it- he smelled a pungent smell, like the stench of something after being left for a long time. After smelling it for a long time, people would feel the urge to vomit.
Can this thing really heal wounds?
“This is what was left after A-Ya used it when he was injured last time.” Jiao Zhu didn’t mind explaining the role of the precious medicinal mud in the tribe to the foreigner who he just met for the first time. “But after A-Ya used it up, his wound began to rot. It’s not like A-Zhan’s wounds that healed so quickly.”
Jiao Zhu paused after he said this, “Of course, it is also possible that A-Ya’s wound was different because he was bitten by a monster. Da Wu said that the saliva of the monster was poisonous.”
A powerful warrior who can’t run on his legs is no different from being useless. Although everyone thinks that it is a very glorious thing that Hei Ya can survive the claws of the monster, only Jiao Zhu as his companion understood the pain in the other’s heart.
After seeing the process of Luo Zhen treating Lu Zhan’s wounds, Jiao Zhu sometimes wondered- if he knew that the ubiquitous weed called thistle had the function of stopping bleeding, would A-Ya’s legs have healed normally? Even if it couldn’t stand or run normally in the end but maybe he wouldn’t have had to experience the pain of cutting off the rotten flesh with a stone knife.
Luo Zhen didn’t dare to put this black medicinal mud on Lu Zhan’s wounds. The medicinal mud was exchanged from the Tiger Lion tribe the year before and has been carefully wrapped in thick animal skins by Da Wu. It was only used when someone in the tribe is injured, that’s also the only time that it was taken out of the tent.
Although he doesn’t know the ingredients put into these medicinal muds, after listening to the introduction of Jiao Zhu, Luo Zhen can probably guess that even if this medicinal mud really did have healing effects at the beginning, it has now been spoiled.
“You brought the medicinal mud and showed me…”
Jiao Zhu sat cross-legged across the firepit. The orange firelight made his facial features more profound, but his voice was very low as if he was afraid of being heard. “I think you may have already realized that Da Wu doesn’t like A-Zhan. As for why he doesn’t like him, you can ask A-Zhan.”
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“As for the medicinal mud- you can see it clearly that the effect is not as good as the thistle you used so even if Da Wu does not use medicinal mud to heal A-Zhan, A-Zhan will be better.”
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Luo Zhen was stunned, at first, he felt a little baffled about the actions of Jiao Zhu. After thinking about it, he realized the underlying reasons. After going around in circles, Jiao Zhu would not think that he would mind that Da Wu was not willing to use the precious medicinal mud of the tribe on Lu Zhan, right?
“Don’t worry, his wound is already healed, and I haven’t taken the medicinal mud matter to my heart.” Luo Zhen said a little bit dumbfounded. Who said that people in primitive people are simple and straightforward? Obviously, although their lifestyle is still in the stage of drinking blood, their minds are no less than modern people’s.
However, if he thought about it in another way, Luo Zhen can also understand the meaning of Jiao Zhu. In the eyes of these people, Lu Zhan seems to be in poor health. It is difficult for such people to find a partner in primitive tribes that mainly rely on hunting for their livelihoods. It is already very difficult to feed oneself unless two fighters are paired, like Jiao Zhu and Hei Ya.
But warriors and warriors being together are like gays in modern society. Although they will not be rejected by others, they are not in large numbers. Strong fighters have enough strength to feed their other half, and it is show of strength of fighters to show how well they raise their other half well.
Luo Zhen just came to the tribe and chose Lu Zhan, the weakest half-beastman in the tribe, as his partner. As a friend of Lu Zhan, he was happy that Lu Zhan finally had a partner but he was also worried that Luo Zhen would dislike Lu Zhan too much. He was weak and would be eventually abandoned, and if Luo Zhen knew that the witch of the tribe didn’t care about Lu Zhan, he was afraid that Luo Zhen would replace Lu Zhan. That he would ask their leader to allow him to choose another powerful warrior to become his other half.
What Luo Zhen didn’t know was that Lu Zhan’s mother was the first to abandon his father, which made Lu Zhan’s father still alive but he still basically became an orphan in the tribe.
Seeing Luo Zhen really didn’t seem to care about this matter too much, Jiao Zhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Hei Ya and Lu Zhan grew up together so in Hei Ya’s heart, Lu Zhan has long been his own brother. In order to take care of Lu Zhan, he even moved to the vicinity of Lu Zhan’s tent and now that he finally found a partner, no one is happier than Hei Ya.
Of course, the result is that they thought too much- with Lu Zhan’s injury, they were afraid that Luo Zhen will not be able to stand it and run away. In the past two days, he asked Jiao Zhu to bring food to them and let Jiao Zhu pay more attention to their care. Regarding the concern of Hei Ya towards Lu Zhan, Luo Zhen has long been aware.
Jiao Zhu stayed until very late before leaving. The man who was not very good at talking told Luo Zhen a lot of things about the tribe. Luo Zhen carefully wrote them down in his heart one by one. He didn’t dare to look down on it just because he had modern knowledge. These primitive people have accumulated and summed up their own experiences from their lives and this would be very helpful information in an unknown environment.
The fire in the firepit didn’t light very far. These few days, there have only been crescent moons, and the stars in the sky are not bright. Apart from the fire at the entrance of the tent, there is nothing else to illuminate the dark night.
The crisp chirping sound of nature seemed to be too loud on such a night. Luo Zhen was not spared from red and swollen bumps on his arms. The fire was no longer able to stop the hungry mosquitoes from eating, and the movements of the mosquitoes were very flexible, Luo Zhen was so tired that he couldn’t beat these little winged things to death under his palms.
“Why aren’t you being bitten by them?” Luo Zhen leaned on the slate bed and looked enviously at the man with his eyes closed as he peacefully slept.
Not only do those mosquitoes not bite Lu Zhan, but even the general area of the slate bed will not be invaded by these little things. Luo Zhen is about to be driven crazy by those mosquitoes, and he doesn’t know the mosquito-repellent weeds that Lu Zhan retrieved before. What was it? Next time he’ll have to pick a little more and store it for later use.
Rubbing a few large thistles with his hands directly, applying the juice to the bitten area, Luo Zhen tried to put their bodies together and was careful not to touch Lu Zhan’s wound.
After a busy day, there was no way he was not gonna take a good rest at night. At this moment, even though his body was itchy, Luo Zhen still felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, slowly his head drooped, and his breathing began to become longer and even.
The pain as his flesh was torn apart resurfaced- even if it is a person who can bear it, his face will not be calm and composed, but even if Lu Zhan knows that his body is in huge amounts of pain, as long as he does not show it, no one can tell from the outside how badly he was injured.
Lu Zhan’s dark eyes flashed as he opened them but it quickly returned to normal. He first felt the unfamiliar aura around him, and his right hand reflexively turned into sharp claws. Fortunately, he was injured so his movements were much slower than usual, and he stopped before the sharp claws pierced Luo Zhen’s throat.
The memories before the injury began to converge- yes, this person is the “partner” he brought back.
Lu Zhan slowly relaxed. Just now, his movements were a bit too sudden so he pulled on the wound on his body. Thankfully, his body was covered with a thick layer of leaves and animal skins but he couldn’t see if there was any bleeding.
The animalized hand slowly returned to its original shape as Lu Zhan looked at the person next to him. Luo Zhen was not awakened by his actions as most of his body was still curled up on the side of the slate bed- it was obviously very uncomfortable but the other party is still sleeping soundly.
Lu Zhan’s gaze swept across the blue and black colors under the other party’s eyes and the dried thistle pieces on his fingers. His sense of smell was very good so he could naturally tell that the smell of Luo Zhen’s hand was exactly the same smell as what was on his body.
Could it be that he took care of me?
As far as he could remember, every time he was injured, Lu Zhan would find a place to heal himself slowly. Most times, he would wrap himself in a thick layer of mud, and then he would hunt for food until the wound began to heal. He had never been taken care of.
It was a bit novel, and he was a bit resistant to it.
Lu Zhan licked his slightly chapped lips. There was still a meaty smell in his mouth and although it was very weak, he was obviously fed by someone when he was in a coma.
Lu Zhan’s gaze looking at Luo Zhen was a bit complicated, but he quickly threw off the throbbing in his heart. He closed his eyes again and began to recall the battle with the human-faced bird before the coma. Even though it was a significant loss to him, the human-faced bird didn’t get much benefit either. If he encounters it next time, he might be able to fold off the other’s wings.
What is the difference between a bird without wings and a cub? Hmm, it seems that he doesn’t know what the meat of the human-faced bird is like.
Lu Zhan’s eyes hidden by his eyelids were full of war spirit, as if he couldn’t wait to find a human-faced bird for another fight in the next moment. Ignoring the protest sent by his empty stomach, Lu Zhan soon fell asleep again.
Luo Zhen woke up as soon as the sky lit up.
He felt even more uncomfortable when he took care of Lu Zhan all night long, and the muscles all over his body were sore from maintaining the same posture for a long time.
He first looked at the man on the slate bed- Lu Zhan was still asleep, and he didn’t seem to be awake yet.
There was a noise outside the tent so Luo Zhen got off the stone bed. His sore feet almost made him fall when he just stepped on the ground but someone behind gave him strong support. The cold touch made Luo Zhen feel excited.
“You’re awake?” Luo Zhen turned his head in surprise, just rushing into a pair of dark eyes.
Are, are they gonna eat the human faced bird? 😰
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