Except for the old chief and the red wolf, no one knows what the ‘Lord Divine Beast’ wrote on the ground. They only know that after that grunt, the two parties settled their differences, shook hands and made peace, and the thousand-year feud was finally resolved:
From then on, the Hongyan tribe will move to the Hulu tribe and set up camp across the river. From then on, the two tribes reconcile and become brother tribes, intermarry, exchange what they have, fish together, and serve the sacred beast together!
Although everyone was very puzzled, the old chief and the red wolf didn't say much, they just said: Just do it, this is the decision of the sacred beast!
The reconciliation between the two clans was Zhang Baoer's decision, but he did not say that he wanted the other party to abide by the rule of "jointly serving the sacred beast", but he did not refute it. After all, it was a time of employment, so he could only acquiesce.
The two groups of people cooperated and continued to rush towards the Yunshang tribe. However, although the people of the two tribes walked together, they did not speak much to each other and still kept some distance while rushing.
Zhang Baoer didn't say much. He also knew that this matter couldn't be rushed and could only be adjusted over time. After all, no matter who it was, it would be impossible to accept it immediately if he suddenly found that his feud had become a 'friend'.
It's like when you're racing and you encounter a sharp turn, you can't just turn it without slowing down.
Red Wolf and the old chief naturally understood this truth. Fortunately, they were both sensible, and they immediately set an example and started to 'hook up' with each other. They started talking nonsense, and when they found that the topic was not enough, they just
I can bite the bullet and say some truth.
However, it was actually better not to say anything. He couldn't stop talking. The old chief didn't stop the car for a moment, and even shook the news that "Hulubaoguang of our tribe is actually a hair-washer and marrow-scrubber."
Gave it to the other party.
The latter was horrified when he heard this, and secretly called him lucky. If the two tribes continued to be hostile, the consequences would be unimaginable!
He broke into cold sweat and even said that the weather was really hot.
Zhang Baoer, who continued to rest in his backpack, also looked dumbfounded. He didn't expect the people here to be so honest! If on Earth, such people were not model workers, they would definitely anger hundreds of millions of netizens.
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When the people from the two tribes finally arrived at the Yunshang tribe, Zhang Baoer stretched out his head and looked at the high wall surrounded by big tree trunks and the village gate made of wooden boards. He couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Far up the stone path of Hanshan Mountain."
"Xie, there is a family where the white clouds are born." This poem does not match at all. There is not a cloud around the Yunshang tribe. The reason why they chose the name "Yunshang" is that the simple mountain people mistakenly regarded the thick fog as clouds.
Already?
"Hey! Aren't these the Hulu tribe and the Red Wolf tribe?"
Just when he was trying to tell himself, 'Don't care about these details,' a strange voice suddenly came from the side. Before Zhang Baoer could turn his head to see who he was, he heard Red Wolf curse angrily:
"Huyanbo, don't be so weird! In the past, you occupied the Huyan tribe and were superior to us, the Hongyan tribe. I didn't have any objections, and I didn't dare to have any objections. But, now! Let me tell you: our Hongyan tribe and the Hulu tribe have become
The brothers are in the tribe! If you have the guts, try your yin and yang with me again!"
Zhang Baoer was amused for a while. This red wolf is also a wonderful person. He used to put his tail between his legs and pretend to be a grandson, but today he immediately started shaking as soon as he turned over!
What made him even more amused was that the people from both tribes were in conflict with each other a moment ago, but at this moment they were all in high spirits, with a sense of sharing weal and woe...
The person who spoke just now was an old man wearing wolf skin clothing, who was about the same age as the old chief. At this moment, like a defeated rooster, he led about twenty men to take a step forward in a hurry, saying harsh words.
No one dared to give it up.
"Hahaha..."
Seeing this, everyone burst into laughter, and the hostility between each other seemed to have melted away a lot. Amidst the laughter, not long after everyone arrived in front of the wooden village gate that was about two feet high.
Beside the door, an old man in coarse cloth was standing there to greet him with a smile:
"Welcome to the Hulu Tribe and the Hongyan Tribe! Congratulations to both of you for melting the snow into spring water! Haha, my ears are still good, old man, and I heard what I just said."
"Hello, Brother Yun!"
"Hello Uncle Yun!"
The old chief and Red Wolf quickly responded that the Yunshang Tribe was the largest tribe here, and they did not dare to neglect this person.
"Haha, you're welcome, you're welcome! Please!"
The old man looked like he was being taken advantage of, and seemed to enjoy seeing others respect him. However, just as he turned sideways, he stopped again because he spotted Zhang Bao'er, who stretched his head out of the basket and looked at him.
"Eh?! This little white fox with the red mark on its head is so funny!"
Hearing this, everyone was nervous about how to respond. Even the relatively experienced old chief didn't know what to do. He could only hold back a few random sounds for a long time to prevent the scene from cooling down:
"Uh...ahem..."
Hearing the sound, the old man grinned, pointed at the old chief and cursed with a smile:
"Why are you so nervous?! I won't rob you! Really!"
The old chief quickly lowered his head to apologize, took out two dried fish from a tribesman's big cowhide bag, and stuffed them into the old man's hand.
The old man accepted it without hesitation. He praised the old chief for his thoughtfulness and urged them to go in and have a rest.
Feeling the cold sweat of the old chief, Zhang Baoer was speechless for a while. Others treated him as a treasure and hid it, but he didn't think so himself - he had no intention of going back this time, and Xiaoha was in the basket,
There was nothing in the Hulu tribe worth keeping for him.
As for looking at the old man just now, it was not because he was deliberately different from others, but because the old man was wearing coarse cloth, and the style was somewhat similar to the ones in costume dramas.
And, since the people here have such clothes instead of animal skins, it means that the people here are more affluent and civilized - this wealth and civilization is good news for him!
Walking into the door, Zhang Baoer was speechless again. He originally thought that this place would be like a small town on earth: there was a main street with various shops on both sides of the street... It turned out to be a big mistake!
There is not a single store here!
The entrance is an open space with nothing paved, about five or six acres in size. At the end of the open space is a large flat stone, and behind the large stone are two to three thousand mud and thatched houses.
However, what he didn't expect was that there was a large stone courtyard standing in the middle of the mud thatched house, with three hieroglyphs written on the door - Immortal Courtyard.
It must be the place where the legendary ‘mighty monk’ that the old chief said lived!
At this time, the open space was already full of people. Although the conditions were "simple," the simple mountain people were obviously used to it and they didn't take it seriously.
Some people may be tired and are lying on the ground and sound asleep; more people are greeting each other and asking about their harvests. Some people are boasting with proud faces, while others are lowering their heads and grimacing.
Not a word.
Seeing Zhang Baoer and his group arriving, almost everyone who was awake looked over, because they brought a lot of things with them.
However, before they could come over, they heard a sudden cry of despair coming from behind.
"Clan leader! Clan leader! Something bad has happened! The wolves sitting on the mountain are attacking in large numbers! The Red City has been lost!"
A big man covered in blood rushed in while shouting. His clothes were in tatters and he looked tired. He could tell that he had run a lot of distance.
"What?! Sitting on the mountain wolf?!"
"Eh?! Isn't that the mighty Yunxiao Haiyun? How could he..."
"What?! He is the powerful monk?!"
...
Many people wanted to come forward and ask from which direction the mountain wolves came, as they were deeply afraid that the old, weak, women and children in their tribes would be slaughtered. Although many people did not know what the mountain wolves were, they vaguely felt that they were a kind of
Very powerful stuff.
However, when they heard that this person was a powerful monk, they quickly gave up the idea. After all, such a person was not something they could approach.
They even immediately made way for this man, allowing him to run towards the Immortal Academy unimpeded. This man was indeed powerful. He could move ten meters in one step. He was worthy of being a powerful monk!
"Sea of Laughter!"
He had just passed through the open space when he heard a cry of surprise coming from the sky. Everyone was stunned and quickly looked up.
I saw a middle-aged man in blue clothes, suddenly flying down from the wall of the immortal courtyard - like an arrow shot out, the person who came was not like his cheap parents who could cross the sky.
, but every time it lands, it can move a few feet, and it can only jump over two feet.
Suddenly there were sounds of gasping for air in the open space, sounds of horror, sounds of people trembling and unable to speak, sounds of people paralyzing on the ground in fear...
Zhang Baoer in the basket was different. His eyes suddenly glowed with scorching flames. He was sure that this was a real monk!
His two little paws clenched tightly with excitement - he made up his mind to do everything possible to get acquainted with the man in blue!
But before he could think of a countermeasure, he saw the man in blue had already flown over, took Yun Xiaohai's arm with one hand, turned around and took him back to fly back without saying a word.
It wasn't until the two figures disappeared for a while that everyone in the open space came back to their senses with various eyes, and began to talk in low voices. The topics all revolved around these two people and the sitting mountain wolf.
Zhang Baoer learned from everyone's chat that the lost red city was the city behind the double stack mentioned by the previous generation chief, and that the mountain wolves were ferocious beasts, each one as big as a bison.
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"Quiet!"
As the sun sets and the moon rises, more than a dozen bonfires have been lit in the open space, but none of the people who have been driving for several days feel sleepy. There is a constant stream of bustling chatter, and suddenly a thunderous shout is heard, and then finally
Be quiet and you can hear a pin drop.
The man in blue was standing on the boulder at some point. Seeing that everything was quiet, he immediately clasped his fists and saluted with a worried look on his face, and then said:
"Hello everyone, this matter is urgent, so I will keep the story short! The transaction will begin now. Please come in order to exchange for various items in the order you entered the village gate!"
This man acted vigorously and resolutely, and would turn around and leave after a few words.
However, at this moment, a worried voice rang quickly:
"Great sir, please stay, and please forgive me. I, as a humble person, care about the tribe, and I dare to ask, have the wolves in that mountain come to the outskirts of the forest? Please take pity on me and let me know!"
This man's words were eloquent, which is very rare for a person who drinks blood from raw materials. However, no one was in the mood to praise others. They all pricked up their ears and waited for the answer from the man in blue. After all, this was about everyone.
What a matter of life!
"I'm very sorry. I was negligent! Since you have always trusted me, the Yunshang Tribe, I should tell you the truth!"
Having said this, the man paused for a moment, took a breath with complicated eyes, and then continued:
"There are about a hundred or so wolves sitting on the mountain, and they are all ferocious beasts! The leader may even be a being close to a spiritual beast... They have been coming here since they destroyed the Red City."
Hearing this, there was a burst of noise below. When the man saw this, he didn't even bother to consider whether he had offended anyone. He quickly shouted and asked everyone to quiet down and listen to him:
"Those beasts kill people when they see them. I heard that they came here for revenge. Friends from the southwest should not go back. Staying here may save your life. Friends from other directions should consider whether to go or stay."
..Eh...that's it! Let's start trading..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left without any hesitation.
Zhang Baoer was silent for a while after hearing this, because the old chief and Red Wolf were already frightened and started crying and yelling. Some people rushed towards the village gate crying and shouting. Fortunately, they were held down by everyone - their tribe and others
A tribe, exactly in the southwest!
This means that home may no longer exist!
"Why?! Why on earth?! Who did we provoke whom?! Why did we attack our relatives and others?!"
"Father...mother...ah!!! The child is unfilial! Unfilial!!!"
...
Listening to the wails one after another, Zhang Baoer couldn't help but close his eyes.
Thinking of the people in the past who had shouted "Tina, ah Gulu" respectfully or joyfully, they might have been in the belly of the beast at this time, his heart suddenly hurt, his throat was dry, his paws were clenched, and his eyes were blurry.