Surrounded by wooden walls is a semicircular area. The snow and dirt have been swept away, revealing a clean ice surface. Even if it is just a temporary camp, the area is still divided very neatly, with places for people to live and places for raising livestock.
The place is divided by a straight road. The simple tent full of mountain people style is covered with the fur of alpine blue sheep or hippogriff, which can effectively block the cold wind and maintain the temperature inside the tent.
The total number of Wusu tribe members is about 1,500, which is a large number for a nomadic tribe in the mountains. These mountain people live in the snowy mountains all year round and rarely see the outside world.
For them, it is very likely that even Heidelbrosburg at the foot of the mountain is just a legend told by their fathers. Now that they saw so many outsiders entering the tribal camp, many children came over to watch with great interest, and they were all aboveboard.
They crowded on the roadside and whispered in front of these foreigners. Of course, the thing they talked about the most was their appearance. After all, it was not Alice's privilege to judge people by their appearance. The simple and kind-hearted mountain folk children were also good at this.
Of course, since everyone's looks are pretty good, and although they are not outstanding, they are at least handsome, so what Alice hears are basically compliments, such as "That sister with green hair is so beautiful."
"That tall sister wearing armor looks so good when she smiles." "Are you all blind? It's obviously the silver-haired vampire sister who has the most temperament." I even heard praise for Brandi: "
Wow, is that the legendary Taiyang Snow? It’s really beautiful, I want to ride it too!”
As she listened, Alice's fist gradually became harder——
The cyan-haired sister, the tall sister wearing armor, and even the silver-haired Vampire Grandma... Ahem, the Vampire Clan eldest sister has all been praised, are you still overlooking someone?
Isn’t the blonde-haired eldest sister beautiful, with a bad figure, and no temperament?
A bunch of blind guys!
Ai-chan thought angrily.
Chief Wilhelm seemed serious, but he did not stop the children in the tribe from watching the guests, as long as they did not do anything extraordinary. He led Ringer and his party through the residential area, and then started from the center of the camp where the burning fire was burning
Walking under the huge blazing campfire, the hot air blowing against your face dissipates the cold wind in the snow valley, and also illuminates the darkness of ignorance. Huge skeletons can be faintly seen under the transparent glacier, which are the beasts that died in the valley in the past.
, even after being frozen by wind and snow, it still retains its intact posture to this day.
Leader Wilhelm walked past the giant beast's skeleton with an expressionless face and stopped in front of the largest tent in the camp. It was almost the same size as an ordinary house and had three floors.
It is tall, and the shape reveals a majestic style. What is even more surprising is that the fur covering this tent to keep warm is actually peeled from a giant bear in the snow field, and there is no sewing.
The traces were peeled off quite completely.
The head of the giant bear has also been specially processed. It is now hanging on the door of the tent. It opens a pair of cold and awe-inspiring ice blue eyes and stares indifferently at every human who passes under it.
The unique wild momentum of the top hunter on the food chain rushes towards you, making you almost suffocated.
Seeing the foreigners staring at the skull specimen of the giant bear in the snow without knowledge, Songtaya, a simple and straightforward mountain girl, kindly explained to them: "The Shatotuo people have a tradition of killing the beasts they hunt.
The fur covering the tent not only keeps warm, but also shows off one's strength. The more fur the tent covers, the more it proves that he is an excellent hunter. Of course, sometimes it is possible to win by relying on quality instead of quantity.
, it’s just that the requirements for both hunters and prey are very high. Just like the giant bear in the snow field you see now, it’s Dad... Ahem, the results of the leader’s hunting alone. Don’t be too afraid to say it, that one
The size of the giant bear in the snowfield is said to have reached an astonishing eight meters. It may be the largest prey hunted by the Xiatuo people in the history of the past hundred years..."
It’s called kindness, but everyone can hear the hint of showing off in the words. But this is indeed a feat worth showing off. The ecological niche of the snow giant bear is already very high, and there are almost no natural enemies or hunting targets in the snowy area.
It even includes snow leopards and sword-feathered eagles, both of which are beasts. As for the eight-meter-tall snow giant bear, that thing has already entered the ranks of Warcraft. Maybe even the snow demon or mountain spirit is on its diet.
"Suntaya." Chief Wilhelm's expression did not change. He just glanced at his daughter and said calmly: "Don't be rude in front of the guests."
"Oh." The girl Xia Tuotu shrank her neck and silently retreated into his shadow.
It seems that the leader is not that flamboyant and has no interest in showing off his great achievements. However, why didn't he stop Songtaya when she opened her mouth and insisted on waiting for her to show off everything she should show off?
Let’s talk about it later? Could it be that he is actually a boring guy, just like Ringo?
A certain golden-haired maid secretly speculated in her heart that her dark thoughts were not only groundless, but also full of malice.
…
Let the others stay outside to be on guard, while Chief Wilhelm led the guests into the tent (Suntaya also sneaked in pretending to be nothing, her shamelessness comparable to that of a certain maid).
The space is very spacious. The ice is covered with wooden boards, and the wooden boards are covered with thick fur blankets. When you step on it, it feels like you are sinking into the soft grass, which is very warm. In the middle of the tent, there is a stone brick circle.
In the square fire pit, the charcoal burns red, and the heat released gradually makes the frozen hands and feet become more flexible. The light smoke is slowly discharged from the vents on the top to ensure smooth air circulation in the house.
An iron cauldron hangs on the fire bed with a chain and an iron hook. At this time, a steaming thick soup is simmering. The soup is added with rat root fruit, onions, cumin leaves and short-handled gray mushrooms to present an attractive milky texture.
White and shiny, bubbling, the stewed rock mutton inside floats and sinks with the stirring of the spoon, as if the fragrance of the refreshing snowy field permeates the tent, which is captivating.
The person who was slowly stirring the soup with a long-handled wooden spoon was an old woman wearing a gray woolen cloak. She looked kind-hearted. Although her face was so old that there were ravines from the years, her hair was still combed with silver hair.
He was meticulous, and his light black eyes gradually did not dim after time, but instead transformed into a deep color like obsidian, casting a gaze through the burning flames, distant and wise.
She wears a necklace around her neck, which is densely covered with copper rings. The rings are also engraved with the surnames of the tribe. Obviously, this old woman is another leader of the Wusu tribe, that is, their elder, the leader of the mountains.
The Father's Pharaoh has increased.
"Grandma Ayina!" Sontaya shouted as soon as she entered the tent: "I have brought all the guests here!"
Then, regardless of his father's warning eyes, he ran to the elder and sat down next to him, acting as if he was a good boy. Elder Ayina, who was making soup, laughed, took out a wooden bowl from the cabinet next to her, and gave it to her.
He filled a bowl of broth and said: "Thank you for your hard work, Sontaya. Come on, drink the soup first to warm yourself up. If you don't mind, distinguished guests who have come from afar, you might as well come and try the craftsmanship of our Xia Tuo Tuo people."
Bar?"
The latter sentence was said to Lin Ge and others. Her voice was slightly hoarse, with a vicissitude unique to the elderly, but surprisingly it did not make people feel nagging, but was very comfortable, as if she was listening to a long conversation.
The teacher's instructive teachings were average, probably because her tone was always unhurried and slow, and there was no change at all whether she was facing the impatient Sontaya or strangers like Lin Ge.
"I dare not refuse the invitation of the elders."
Lin Ge agreed, and then sat around the fire pit with his companions, took the broth that Elder Ayina served for them, and took a sip of the soup. It was rich, sweet, and vaguely fresh.
The smell of milk, judging from the tradition of the Shatoto people raising wildebeests for food and transportation, is probably the milk of the wildebeests.
"Grrrrrrrrrr!"
Ringer only took a sip when a strange sound came from next to him. He knew it was Alice again without looking back. Then he looked back and found that it was indeed the case. The golden retriever maid looked up as if she hadn't eaten in three days.
In one gulp, I drank the soup together with the stewed mutton in it. After only a few swallows, the whole bowl of broth disappeared. Fortunately, the rock mutton in the soup had been specially processed and had been stewed to a creamier consistency.
It's still soft and rotten, so it doesn't matter if she drinks it directly. Otherwise, she will choke to death if she eats it this way.
"It tastes good!" Alice praised without hesitation, recognizing the traditional food of the Xiatuotou people, and then generously handed the bowl over: "Can I have another bowl!"
While speaking, she also deliberately cast a provocative look at Sontaya. Leader Wilhelm and Elder Aina did not understand what she meant. What was she doing, inviting Sontaya to compete in the Big Eater Competition?
? Only the girl herself and Ringer, who are more familiar with Ai-chan's character, know that in fact, this guy is just seeking revenge. Didn't you Songtaya enjoy eating and drinking at our Fairy Sleep Inn before? Now I want Ai-chan too.
What can you do to me if you do this?
Even these words were Songtaya's original words, and she used them to retaliate, because Ai-chan felt that there was nothing happier in the world than attacking the enemy with their trash talk?
Everyone was speechless at first. How narrow-minded are you?
Elder Ayina didn't care. After being slightly shocked, she served Alice another bowl of broth. She also said with a smile that it was a good thing that young people could eat it. We Xia Tuo Tuo people are all hospitable and would never do this.
There is a principle of treating guests poorly, so you can eat as many bowls as you want. The golden retriever maid became even more enthusiastic when she heard this, with a look of eagerness in her eyes, as if she wanted to try to see if she could solve this big cauldron of broth by herself. Ringer
He was too lazy to care. Anyway, he was not the one who ended up crying in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep. He was not the one who was woken up by her because of poor sleep quality. As for the landlady who finally got up and got angry and went berserk, he was pinned to the floor.
Of course he was not the one causing friction.
Ringer just foresaw what was going to happen and chose to sit on the sidelines.
After that, everyone tacitly ignored the golden retriever maid and entered into self-introduction and polite greetings. The Countess also deliberately moved her position and sat further away from Alice, using practical actions to show that her relationship with this guy was actually
Not very familiar.
After simply saying a few polite words, and after both parties had a certain understanding of each other, Chief Wilhelm finally asked the most critical question: "Your Excellency Linge, I heard from Songtaya that you are visiting Ukraine during this trip.
The Sioux Tribe has something important to discuss with us, but I don’t know why?”
The young man looked solemn. Since Chief Wilhelm asked so directly, he would not be vague and directly stated his intention: "We hope to communicate with you through your tribe - or the channel of the Mountain Guards."
Get in touch with the Mist Mountain Hermitage. I heard that the Mountain Guard and the Mist Mountain Hermitage are both branches of animism, and they coexisted in the same mountain range. They have a close relationship. I guess there must be a way to contact them, right?"
After the words fell, there was silence in the tent for a moment. Chief Wilhelm and Elder Ayina looked at each other, and both saw the confusion and doubt in each other's eyes, but there was no embarrassment. Obviously, this matter was not difficult for them.
It can be done, but the problem lies in the purpose of Ringer and others doing this.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "The Hermitage of Mist Mountain."
Leader Wilhelm pondered for a while, and while thinking, he said: "As Lord Ringer said, our Mountain Guard does have a way to contact them, but I don't know why you are looking for the believers of the Misty Mountain Monastery.
, that must be closely related to the purpose of your coming to Osol Mountain, right? Although Osol Mountain is a holy land for the mountain people, it is also essentially a land of no one. No one who comes to this land must come to us.
It means clarifying the reason. Therefore, I did not agree with Songtaya's approach before, and I did not want to ask for details. As long as your actions will not harm our Wusu tribe, it will be fine. However, if this matter is related to the Wushan Monastery,
, I’m afraid we have to treat it with caution.”
He was referring to the fact that Sontaya secretly followed the countess and others because she suspected the origins of the countess and others. The mountain people themselves are not the owners of Osor Mountain, at most they are just aborigines, and the girl's impulsiveness
It would undoubtedly lead to misunderstanding, so she was scolded and became much more honest. This was also the reason why she did not fight back on the spot when faced with Alice's provocation.
Ringer could understand the concerns of Chief Wilhelm. After being silent for a while, he felt that this was not something that needed to be concealed. After all, he would stay on the top of the mountain to map the stars for a long time, and the sage's stone house on the top of the mountain was all hidden.
It is the Wusu tribe that is maintaining it, and contact between the two parties is inevitable. If you are not honest now, it will be difficult to be honest later.
So he stated his purpose frankly: "I heard that the Wushan Monastery has a manuscript left by a saint. We are willing to pay a certain price in exchange for that manuscript - or in other words, we can borrow it."
The manuscript itself is not important, what is important is the data. As long as you get the data, you can naturally return it. As for the exchange price, Linge has already discussed it with his companions: Saint Xalia controls everything.
Fourteen extraordinary potion formulas. For a magician, is there any wealth more valuable than knowledge?
The manuscripts of saints are exchanged for potion formulas, and knowledge is exchanged for knowledge. This is very reasonable and fair.