I Became The Chief of A Primitive Village

He found that the tunnel’s inner walls were very smooth, unlike ordinary tunnels that would appear rough and uneven.

Su Bai reached out to touch the walls. In the weak setting sunlight, he could see many patterns on them.

Though they were called patterns, they were mainly just strokes, hard to be described as pictures. They were similar to the number 1 being written on the wall. Furthermore, there were many of them, an entire wall covered with these marks – number 1s everywhere.

“Cang Shi, what’s written on the walls?” Su Bai asked.

The group had already started lighting bonfires in the tunnel, and firelight started to illuminate the interior.

The patterns on the walls became clearer, and they were not just on the wall Su Bai was looking at. The wall behind him had them too.

“Shaman, these mark how many times we’ve come to the Hunting Ground. We make one mark each time we come.” Cang Shi explained, and also walked towards the wall. Follow current novᴇls on ɴovᴇl_Firᴇ.ɴet

“So, where the marks are densely clustered, does that show how many people came?” Su Bai asked.

“Yes, we make one mark for each visit, and then as many marks as people who came, that’s all.” Cang Shi explained.