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Chapter 607 Little Wutong

The caravan arrived safely, and the trade route was rarely dangerous.

Bingke was still very responsible and went to see the Fang family's felt bag immediately. Well, now Fang Zihui is independent, has his own felt bag, speaks like a prairie man, and is the head of the family.

In fact, the biggest reason is that the original Xiao Fang has now become Zhong Fang, and now he has two Xiao Fang and two children, a sister and a brother, who are at lively and cute ages. Every year when he comes here, the two children are He was the first to come out to welcome him.

"Fangfang, Yuanyuan, let's see what good things uncle has brought you."

But this time, there are some exceptions!

Even after he shouted loudly, the two children did not run out, which was normal. Maybe they went out to play with the children? Children aged seven or eight are at the age where they are restless and unable to stay any longer.

No one responded to him. Bing Ke's heart moved and he walked into the felt bag. Prairie people did not have the habit of locking. Everything in the felt bag was as usual. Judging from the smell, there was still the smell of people, indicating that there were still people living in it today. This made Bing Ke The guest let out a sigh of relief. If he fails in the task assigned to him by Master Lou, he will never think about becoming a disciple again in this life.

He reminded himself to be calm and not to make a fuss. It was common for the host to take his children out for visits this season. It was dinner time, so he decided to wait a little longer. If no one came back within an hour, he would go to Fang Zihui's father-in-law's house to have a look. There's a good chance they're there.

It'll be okay, he reassured himself again.

Half an hour later, Fang Zihui and his wife walked in the door one after another, walking heavily. At this time, Fang Zihui was no longer the handsome young man he once was. The wind in the grassland had made him no different from other grassland herdsmen. His red and black face, With his dirty hair and loose, greasy robe, no one would recognize him as a former Central Plains man.

The same is true for Qingduo. The aging of prairie women seems to come very early. I don't know whether it is heredity or the harsh environment here. Her eyes are no longer bright, her figure is no longer slender, her singing voice is no longer loud, and her waist like water is no longer visible. It shows the shadow of the once famous prairie flower.

Over ten years, time has successfully changed people into another person.

"I came to see the children! What, what happened?"

Bingke asked in an understatement as much as possible. In the gathering place of the grassland people, there is not no sin, especially after drinking and having fun, but the sin here is generally very straightforward, without the twists and turns like the Central Plains people. Of course, it is also more bloody. , but Fang Zihui, as the cultural disseminator of the Tusci tribe, still has the respect of most grassland people, and no one will deliberately embarrass him. He is a link and represents many things.

Fang Zihui sat silently on the blanket, saying nothing, but Qing Duo was as outspoken as ever,

"Brother Bing, it's actually not a big deal! Maybe it's a good thing for us grassland people! That's right, Master Wu Zhu comes to the clan to choose the boy to serve. This is a big deal for each of our grassland families. A good deed is an honor!

This time Master Wu Zhu came, and among the dozen or so children he chose, there was our family's Fang Fangyuan. It should have been a happy thing, but this stubborn donkey seemed to have taken the wrong medicine. He was frowning all day long and went to the patriarch's place every day. He demanded that the child be returned, and even said that people from the Central Plains should not serve the gods of the grassland casually!

I went there again today, and got a beating! If he hadn't been working diligently on the grassland for more than ten years, doing his best, and being kind to others, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to think that the whole family would be killed for just the crime of blaspheming the Black Deer God!

But look at him like this, he still doesn’t want to repent!

I'm just worried that if he goes out and talks nonsense again, he will cause trouble and turn a happy occasion into a disaster!

Brother Bing, you are both from the Central Plains, and if we can talk about it together, why don't you come and persuade him to calm down a little, so that when your child comes back with success in his studies, he will have a complete family!"

Qing Duo still doesn't understand the people of the Central Plains, let alone the scholars. Although this does not prevent them from falling in love, some things can be changed without falling in love. Just as she will always be a grassland person, Fang Zihui will always be a Central Plains person at heart!

He knew that there was no way he could be persuaded to come back, so when Qing Duo went to clear away the dinner, he quietly asked:

"Are you still in the Thrust Tribe? Or were you taken away? Where did you go?"

Fang Zihui said in a dull voice: "Take it away to the Wolf Valley next to Black Deer Plain! There are cavalry guarding that place, and ordinary people can't enter!"

Bingke was very suspicious, "Are you sure?"

Fang Zihui nodded, "Of course! This is not a secret in the grassland. It has been like this for thousands of years. First, I studied with Wu Zhu in Lang Valley, and then I was eliminated... Tell me, if I have such needs, where should I come to the grassland?

Wouldn’t it be a thousand times better to send it to Xuanyuan than here?”

Bingke was very serious, "Fang Zihui, there is one thing you must understand! As you imagined, taking the child back and living a good life as a family is no longer possible!

What is the status of Prairie Witch Zhu here? You know better than me! Not to mention you, even the leader of the Tuxi Clan can prosper with a word and be destroyed with a word! It is the sky! It is the God! They will not show kindness to any clan member outside the law.

, because this is their supreme tradition! No one dares to violate the tradition!

Two roads, you choose!

Or be willing to regard this as an honor! You will live a smooth life, have a good status in the Tush Clan, and one or even two children may be eliminated in the future! The family will be reunited!

Or, you must make plans to leave! Take your family back to Xiaoxue City, no, go back to Xuanyuan City, you will be safe!

There is no third way!”

Fang Zihui raised his head, "Back to Xuanyuan City? Where are my children?"

Bingke smiled, "Leave this matter to me! But you have to make a choice! I can only do something after your family leaves! Otherwise, it's meaningless!"

Fang Zihui thought thoughtfully, "Brother Bing, are you with that brother Lou? How virtuous and capable is our Fang family that we deserve what you do?"

How does Bingke know so much? He is just a coolie brought in by Master Lou, but now is not the time to show off his cowardice. If you want to stay in control, you have to pretend to be mysterious!

"You don't need to know these! You just need to make a decision and tell me!"

Leaving Fang Zihui who was still deep in thought, Bingke turned around and left with a superior look on his face. As soon as he got out of the felt bag, his face immediately fell!

He knows very well in his heart that he alone can achieve nothing!

He can't break into Wolf Valley, not to mention the possible Golden Elixir witches, but also those wizards who are in the same realm as himself. How many can he deal with? One or two can be dealt with, but any more will be trouble! As a prairie man, Wolf Valley

How can there be no more sorcerers in our talent cultivation base?

It's a pity that Master Lou has been gone for ten years without any news. Could it be that he is missing somewhere?

This is so unlucky! Bingke sighed, how could he fail before he became his disciple? If he wanted to fail, he would have to become his disciple...

He himself has a lot of troubles, and the goods don't matter. It's just the two women, so it's a pity to give up like that. There are also two sisters-in-law across the door who haven't had time to get started...


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