Chapter 37 The Merchant Who Likes to Trade Salt Mines
In the brightest house among the tall wooden cottages, the shamans of the Tiler Ya family are concentrating on carving new fortune-tellings. The last time they passed through the territory in the form of snakes, they destroyed their already ripe bean sprouts, and a large area of bean farming land was covered with bean sprouts.
It was destroyed, causing Tillerya to suffer great losses.
The shaman of the Tianya clan believed that all this was because he failed to follow the guidance of his ancestors and take over the land.
He had just returned from Chaisang Mountain and the situation was very bad.
Thanks to the advance measures of the wizards of the Jinghua clan, the matter of the Tianya clan's loss of the fortune teller has become known to everyone, and as for the ownership of the fertile farmland in the east, the Chaisang clan seems to be inclined to hand it over to the Jinghua clan.
The shaman of the Jinghua family was extremely happy about this, and spared no effort to ridicule the He Ya family. This made the shaman of the He Ya family very angry. Even if he argued hard, the loss of the fortune-telling was an indisputable fact.
Thinking of this, the strength of holding the new piece of armor in my hand became stronger. I was not only angry, but also felt a deep sense of powerlessness and helplessness.
You just threw it away, why did you just throw it away the day before spring plowing?
The floods also happened to arrive the next day, and floods suddenly appeared in the west. During this period, floods occurred more and more frequently, almost catching up with the 20th year of Tao and Tang Dynasties.
At that time, the shaman of the Tierya clan was only a young man, but he had also seen the great river Yunhan transformed into an angry dragon, the overwhelming water, the Shangyang bird flying in the sky, and all kinds of powerful, semi-king-level wild beasts.
Beasts emerged one after another, and it was an extremely dark time.
This new divination armor is not the original one. In fact, it is useless if carved. The substitute will not be recognized by the dragon ghost. Without the totem mark, this so-called new divination armor is just a piece of turtle shell.
The witch is now very distressed. What price does he want to pay to have the totem re-branded on this piece of fortune-telling?
The time and place are wrong
Wu held the small copper knife and was lost in memories of the past. However, a bang interrupted his memory and even frightened him so much that his hands shook.
The new divination armor immediately hit the ground!
Gala
The fortune teller rolled and shook three times. Wu turned his head and stared at the tall old man who came in through the door as if he wanted to eat someone.
"Uh, Wu, are you back?"
"Then what? I thought you were going to stay in Chaisang Mountain for a few more days."
The tall old man looked a little embarrassed and backed away sheepishly.
"Bu Jia!"
He shouted angrily: "Why are the people guarding the door? Didn't they say no one is allowed to come in? Who let the patriarch in?"
Two warriors from the Tierya clan immediately ran over, looking embarrassed. Wu fiercely pointed the copper knife at the tall old man: "Bailihao! If it weren't for the fact that you have led the tribe well recently, and because of the Jinghua clan,
If you come here repeatedly to invade our cultivated land, I have asked you to step down! Look at you, how frizzy you are, do you look like a clan leader?"
"What is this? This is a new fortune teller! The fortune teller is broken. Can you find it for me? Can you afford the compensation?"
Wu Qi's head was on fire, and his hands were shaking continuously. The tall old man knew that something had gone wrong, so he smiled and said: "Wu Wu, I also heard that you are back, and I especially want to know the results given by Chai Sang. Isn't that right?"
It was impulsive. Sir, you don't remember the faults of villains. Please forgive me once more."
"Oh, one more thing, so and so, Jing Hua just came here again."
The witch's expression suddenly changed, and the tall old man Bailihao said: "The Jinghua family took advantage of our time to look for Divination Armor, and had no time to worry about the border. They actually went to the area of the Dragon Ghost Totem to sow seeds, and the green seedlings have already grown.
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"They are so brave!"
The witch's chest heaved violently: "I suffered so much humiliation in Chaisang Mountain! That old immortal of the Jinghua Clan dared to say that I have no talent or virtue, and suggested that I step down as soon as possible. The snakes come from the due west, and so does the water! Their Jinghua Clan's area is different from the
We are different, we are less affected by the floods, and losing Bu Jia is not something we want to do!"
"He actually said that we couldn't deal with a little baby snake, and let it eat people and run away! I was so angry that we almost started a fight on the spot!"
The witch clasped his hands and paced: "It is not difficult to kill a snake in disguise, but the source of this flood is not a snake. The little snake is just using the flood to exercise its power to divert water!"
"The celestial phenomena were miscalculated. The water had already been released. Only then did we realize that the tribal area had been engulfed by the current. Even if we kill it, the floods cannot stop!"
Bailihao scratched his head: "It is indeed our fault for not killing him."
Wu waved his hand and said, "It was right not to pursue him at that time. The little snake suffered a loss and ran away, not daring to come back. This incident was a natural disaster, and little snakes are easy to kill, but floods are ruthless."
"There are not many awakened people in the tribe, and it's too late to protect the people of their own tribe. Who has time to deal with that little thing?"
Bailihao touched the beard on his face and said: "The floods have indeed become more and more severe in recent years, and there are less and less warnings. It used to happen every three years, every two years, but now it happens once a year."
, and now it has just happened once in the new year, and the number of times the salt beast is blowing the autumn wind at us has also come much more frequently."
"If you don't save the fighting power within the clan, if you really come to eat people when the time comes, you won't be able to escape much even if you try to escape."
Speaking of the salt beast, the hairs on Bailihao's body couldn't help but tremble a few times.
There is a big salt mine nearby, but the people in the mountains and wilds cannot eat a few mouthfuls of salt from the salt mine, because there is a powerful beast living there. A long time ago, there was a melee between tribes, and the victor would capture the loser.
Put it near the salt mine, so that the salt beast will "give" some salt stones to the tribe appropriately.
But since the great shaman of the Chaisang clan came to look for trouble with a Shenyun-level and seven Mighty-level warriors, he tried to seize the mine by force, but failed.
Although the salt mine was much quieter, five of Chaisang's seven warriors died.
From then on, the salt beast never gave salt to anyone again.
"We can't resist the salt beast or the earth beast. Fortunately, he is worried about Chaisang Mountain and doesn't dare to make too many mistakes. He should also know that there is more than one big witch in this area."
With the help of this salt mine incident, Xunshan became the master of the entire hilly area in the middle of the south. It was precisely because of the sudden decline of the Chaisang clan, the same level of the Shen clan.
In that incident, Chaisang's shaman was injured and did not recover for a long time.
"I'm afraid that thing will mutate into a mountain beast."
Bailihao said: "Witch, regarding this matter, there is another thing. Two people came from the northeast. One of them claimed to be a witch. He said he wanted to see you."
"But both of them are very young, and they are said to be members of the Akakata clan."
The shaman of the Tianya clan frowned.
"Akagata clan? Never heard of it."
Bailihao: "Said he lives in Nanqiu."
"Is Nanqiu the south of Yanzhize?"
The shaman of the Tierya clan asked: "What is this small tribe that I have never heard of doing here? Does he want to see me?"
Bailihao said: "I'm afraid these two people are helpers invited by the Jinghua clan."
The eyes of the sorcerer from the Tierya family changed: "It is indeed possible. I will go and see him wherever he is."
"We are both witches, so it's not good if we don't see each other. We have to see whether they come with evil intentions or good intentions."
The shaman of the Tiler Ya family said, and then sighed: "The house is leaking but it rains continuously, the Jinghua family is grabbing the land, the fortune teller is lost again, and the cultivated fields are ruined. It seems that spring may be gone soon.
Now we have to start farming again, there are so many things to do, how can we stay busy?”
As he spoke, he walked towards the door. As a result, at this time, in front of the door, a young man ran over and was held by two soldiers guarding the door. However, the young soldier, Baihuang Qi, still shouted with great excitement.
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"Witch! Witch! I found it!"
His voice was a little broken, and Wu was confused: "What are you looking for?"
He was talking and talking, and then he understood, his eyes were as wide as bells, and he suddenly rushed out!