"The Jinghua clan, as the name suggests, is a tribe that grows leeks? It looks like they have two brushes."
Yu Zai called out to the young man: "Hey, what's your name?"
The Jing Hua boy raised his head and pointed his nostrils at the carrier, like a rooster: "Huang Li Yin!"
Okay, this name suddenly reminds me of a poem.
The fence is sparsely one foot deep, and the flowers on the treetops have not yet formed shade.
The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterfly, which flew into the cauliflower and was nowhere to be found.
I'm afraid your name didn't come from time travel.
This Huang surname definitely does not come from Wu Hui, the son of Zhu Rong, nor from Huang Longguan in the Fuxi era, nor from Huang Yunguan in the Huangdi era. I am afraid it should be caused by yellowing of leeks. This tribe grows leeks as a god.
Unfortunately, he took Huang as his surname.
In ancient times, the name of leeks was unique and elite. Listen, how noble!
Yu Zai nodded and asked him: "You said your tribe's farming is better than that of the Tiler Ya clan?"
"That's natural!"
Huang Liyin raised his eyebrows!
If you want to say this, my face won’t hurt anymore!
Baihuangqi suddenly became very angry and said to him: "Don't talk nonsense there! There are three mountains and fields around here. Which tribe doesn't know that the tiller Ya family is a master of farming!"
Huang Liyin sneered: "Return to the three mountains and four fields! How many tribes are there in these three mountains and four fields! Our Jinghua family has been recognized by the Chaisang family! You Tielya family are tutting!"
As he spoke, he shook his head, and Baihuangqi picked his ears: "What he said was all porpoise. The Chaisang family gave us seeds before, how do you treat us like this?"
Huang Liyin was choked, but a little strange: "Is there such a thing? Why didn't we know about it?"
Baihuangqi curled his lips: "There are many things you don't know. Are you my father? I want to tell you?"
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Ruanzai quickly intervened to stop the two bastards from bickering, and quickly took advantage of this moment to ask for the information he needed.
"Huang Liyin, are you fighting for land with the Tierya clan? But from what you said, this area is known as three mountains and four wilderness, and there aren't many tribes. In fact, the land should be enough."
"Why the fight?"
Huang Liyin snorted: "Shaman of the Chifang clan! You don't know that this land has belonged to our Jinghua clan since ancient times! This is the most fertile land among the three mountains and four fields! But the Tiler Ya clan insists on saying this
This piece of land belongs to them, and they snatched it away by force. They also set up dragon ghost totems, crossed over the cultivated land, and invaded our land!"
"You're talking about your mother's nonsense!"
Baihuangqi stared and jumped up: "The evildoers should tell others first! You are so shameless!"
"The dragon ghost totem of our tribe has been standing here for hundreds of years! We discovered this land first!"
Yu Zai was a little confused when he heard this. Both parties believed that this best land belonged to them and considered it their "national boundary". This kind of issue was indeed worth fighting. If they were just fighting for a piece of unclaimed land, then the South
This kind of fighting happens often, just like the private fights over water in the north in ancient times.
But if boundary issues are involved, it will be very troublesome.
The key is, there is no record of it in the ancestors, and it doesn’t look like it.
Ruan Zai listened, and Huang Liyin snorted coldly: "The Tiler Ya clan is not favored by this land! Last time, it turned into a snake and came east to the mountains and fields, and floods filled the area. I heard that your Tiler Ya clan's Bujiadu
lost!"
"God doesn't like you!"
Baihuangqi's expression suddenly changed, and he said angrily: "So that's it, you came here to sow seeds because you knew our armor was lost!"
Huang Liyin sighed: "The fortune teller was originally used for divination before spring plowing, but before you started plowing, the fortune teller was washed away by the flood. So you still say that this land is yours? You have already
This land is no longer worthy of sowing!"
"Let me tell you, tiller Ya lost his fortune teller before the spring plowing. If this happened two hundred years ago, the gods must have been angry with you and wanted to expel you from here! Now the heaven and earth have their own spirits, and you can't control other spirits.
Huanxi, you are still occupying our land, and you will definitely gain nothing next year!"
Huang Liyin yelled, Baihuangqi opened his mouth, but his face turned red, because losing the Bujia was indeed an extremely embarrassing thing, especially when preparing for spring plowing one day, and then there was a flood the next day.
Then the big turtle shell just disappeared, which was extremely unlucky for anyone to see.
"Our witches have said that now this land belongs to the Jinghua family. He has already gone up to tell Chaisang family, Tongda Tianting, to ask Chaisang Mountain to completely grant us this land, because the Bujia was lost the day before spring plowing.
Our tribe is no longer worthy of farming in the mountains and fields, and you should stop claiming to be the best farming experts. If I were from your tribe, it would be too embarrassing for me to dig a hole and bury myself now!"
"Why can't your shaman leave the tribe? Or is he not in the tribe at all? The shamans of the Akafang clan came all the way, but all the shamans of your tribe disappeared. Did they go to Chaisang Mountain and argue with each other?"
"Slightly!"
Huang Liyin tried his best to ridicule, as if he wanted to let out all the depression he had just been scolded, and he was so proud that he seemed to have forgotten that he was still a prisoner.
The faces of the dozen or so warriors of the Tier Ya clan, whether they were young or in their prime, all suddenly darkened, and they were about to hit someone with their fists. At this time, Yu Zai understood the crux of the problem and laughed twice.
"The tiller bud family serves the dragon ghost, celebrating the wind and rain and praying for a good harvest."
The warriors of the Tianya clan stopped and all looked at Yu Zai.
Yuzai took out the fortune teller.
"This is the fortune-telling you lost."
Yuzai shook the turtle shell in his hand.
The whole place was very quiet, no one spoke anymore, and Huang Liyin, who had just cursed and felt very comfortable, opened his mouth wide and looked at the turtle shell like a fool.
The people of the Tianya clan looked at each other, and Baihuang Qi was stunned for a long time. Then he walked quickly in twos and threes to the front of Yuan Zai. When he saw the fortune teller, he didn't dare to take it. He stood in front of Yuan Zai for a long time and looked at it, his expression getting darker and darker.
Coming more and more red.
"This is very similar."
Not sure whether it was because of excitement or something else, Baihuangqi held it in for a long time and said to Yuzai: "It should be, it should be."
The totem of this fortune-telling armor is not clear. It was like this when they picked it up. There are no holes drilled on the edge of the turtle shell, and it is a new turtle shell. It is absolutely first-hand, but the characters used for sacrifice can only be understood by shamans.
And only witches can use the sacrificial divination armor of their own tribe.
Therefore, Baihuangqi did not accept it hastily. He saw the vague totem, but could not recognize the characters for sacrifice on it. The characters for sacrifice were specific characters that only witches could understand, and were different from Cangjie's characters.
"I, I'm going to find a witch! You, wait!"
Baihuangqi was so excited that he was a little incoherent. He immediately ran away. The other soldiers also became very excited. Only Huang Liyin shouted: "It's too late for you to go.
The land is already ours!"
"It's been taken down! Hey, did you hear that?"
Huang Liyin felt that things were getting a little strange. He turned to look at Yu Zai and asked, "You can't make trouble like this! This land is ours! Where did you come from?"
Yuzai smiled mysteriously and suddenly said mischievously: "Why don't you ask the magical fortune teller?"