Chapter 23

Well, Yan Mo is habitually conspiracy theories. One of his faults is that he thinks things will complicate things, and he always thinks badly about people. As the saying goes, compare one's heart to one's heart, if his heart is dark, he will naturally not think too white of other people's hearts.

Yan Mo was still thinking wildly. He even thought that if he could escape today, even if the scum value exceeded 100 million again, he must get a group of offensive poison on him.

There were not many wrinkles on the old priest Qiushi's face, but each of them was very deep, especially the two nasolabial lines around his mouth were deep and long, which made his face look extremely severe and difficult to speak.

After he finished asking that sentence, he paused for a while, and when he saw the young man raised his head with a puzzled look and peeked at him, he said again: Hunter's arm was broken while hunting clouded leopards, and the mountain he was hunting with him at that time The carving fixed him with wooden branches, and then tied it with straw ropes. When you come back, hunt for me to heal your wounds, we only know this method. Shanhe Diao said that this method was taught by you. "

Qiushi stared into the eyes of the young slave.

He only taught this method of fixing broken bones to Kusamachi, so it was Kusamaing who taught the original carving for the safety of his master, and the original carving taught Yuanshan, and then the two used this method to restore the hunter. Warrior's arm? Yan Mo figured it out.

Yuanshan and Yuandiao shook their faces the moment the priest's words fell, but neither opened their mouths to explain.

Was it really Yuanshan and Yuandiao who betrayed him? The young man looked at the two of them in astonishment, tears welling up in his eyes - he wanted to cry for a long time in pain. The most important thing is that Yuanshan and Yuandiao's actions will not reduce his scum value, but he has to bear the consequences. How can he be wronged!

Yuan Zhan's expression remained unmoved, and he didn't even take a second glance at Yuan Shan. It seemed that the life and death of the slave under his feet and the whistleblower of his friend were nothing to him at all.

Even if Yuanshan and the two really betrayed him, he can only refuse to admit it now. The young man's face was full of panic and fear, and he told the priest, I didn't know about it, I swear! I don't know Master Hunter, how could I harm him? "

hurt him? The old priest showed a contemptuous smile, turned and walked back to the stone platform. If he had doubts before, after seeing this little slave with his own eyes, the doubts were completely eliminated. How could such a good method be like this? It was conceived by a timid and timid child in his teens.

It seems that Shan and Diao didn't lie to him. That method may be as they said. After seeing He's arm being seriously injured, they were afraid of encountering the same injury as He, so they thought and fiddled.

The old priest didn't think that the little slave was lying to him at all. He believed that even if a teenage child could pretend, it was impossible for him to deceive him.

Yan Mo, whose life experience is definitely richer than that of the old priest, sneered in his heart, this old man was really cheating on him, but on the surface he was acting as a showman. He looked at Yuanshan and Yuandiao in a panic, and shouted with a cry: Lord Dashan, Dadiao Lord, please tell the priest, this matter has nothing to do with me, I... master, save me, save me, woohoo! "

The young man dragged his legs and crawled, crawling to Yuan Zhan's leg with difficulty, hugging his leg and couldn't stop crying.

Yuan Zhan kicked the boy away and said coldly: Are you going to kill him? "

The old priest turned around, and it was always bad to keep an outsider. Not to mention that this young man's origin was unknown, even if he was really a Yanshan clan member, it would be a problem. We have easy contacts with the She people, if the She people know that we are taking in their enemies..."

The chief who sat cross-legged on the stone platform frowned slightly, the old priest was a bit too much, but he was just a slave.

As the leader of the warriors, Yuan Xie also looked at the young man with a little worry. He hoped that the young man could calm down.

Yuan Zhan was really calm, and he didn't even change his tone of voice: Is Lord Qiushi afraid of the She people? "

presumptuous! "The old priest's expression changed, and he shouted angrily: You know I didn't mean that!"

That's good. The soldiers of my Yuanji tribe raise a slave, so I don't want to see his face. "

The old priest slapped the stone platform and said angrily: Great war, have you forgotten that the She people have occupied the salt mountain, and our salt will be exchanged with the She people in the future? "

Yuan Zhan said lightly: So what? "

The old priest couldn't believe that the young man dared to speak out against him in front of so many people, especially the chief, but his identity as a second-level warrior made him unable to arbitrarily punish him, and immediately looked at the responsible tribe warrior with anger. Yuan Xie, who was rewarded and punished, used his eyes to force him to stand up for himself.

The tall Yuan Xie walked over to Yuan Zhan, who was at the same height, stretched out his fist and punched his chest, and said solemnly: Lord Qiushi's worry is also justified. "

The old priest was happy, but Yuan Xie's next sentence almost made him angry.

But the warriors of my original tribe have never been afraid of anyone! "Yuan Xie's voice stopped, and he drank: war."

exist! "

If the She people provoke us for this? "

kill! "

If the She people refuse to exchange coarse salt with us? "

kill! "

What if the She people go to war with us? "

kill! "

it is good! "Yuan Xie gave Yuan Zhan another punch and returned to his original position.

that's all? That kid was so presumptuous to me, so innocent

Li, didn't you see it? The old priest was furious.

He did not agree to let Yuan Xie become the leader of the entire tribe except the chief, but the chief did not listen to him. This man who only sees fighting is not qualified to become the next chief of the Yuanji tribe!

Lord Chief! "The old priest glared at the chief with grief and indignation.

The chief finally said: Is the method of fixing the broken bone with a wooden board really effective for the healing of the broken bone? "

The old priest didn't understand why he changed the subject, but when the chief asked, he had to answer: There is a certain effect. If it is not a serious bone injury, this method can prevent the bones from being crooked to the greatest extent. "

The chief nodded, very good, since this is the case, he will give Shan and Diao a credit. "

Yuan Xie beat his chest with his right fist, indicating to write down.

In addition, since that child is a slave of Zhan, the credit for discovering Daji is on Zhan's head. Divide the winter eclipse tomorrow, and reward them together. "

Yes. "

The chief waved his hand, Zhan, it's none of your business here, take your slave back. "

Yes. Yuan Zhan bent over, picked up the boy, hugged him and was about to leave.

and many more! "The old priest's face was ashen. This matter can't be left alone. Ever since he delayed Yuan Zhan in order to save Yuan Bing, a group of people headed by Yuan Zhan have become more and more serious about him, and now they dare to be It would be embarrassing for him to face the chief. If he endured this matter, what prestige would he have in front of the warriors of the tribe in the future?

Qiushi,"

Lord Chief! "Not waiting for the chief to finish speaking, the old priest cut off and said quickly: Let the war take in this slave, but he has bad legs, and he really needs a slave to serve him."

Everyone who heard this felt uncomfortable. Everyone knew that Yuan Zhan had a problem with his left leg, but he would never say it in front of him. As a soldier, who would admit that he was disabled? And why the old priest was not shy, and the reason why he brought up this matter when he saw Yuan Zhan, everyone understood in their hearts.

Yuan Zhan was holding his slave, expressionless.

Yan Mo lowered his eyes and calculated how much scum value he might gain by killing that old man. But killing him does not mean that his life in the Yuanji tribe will be better. If an old priest dies, a new priest will emerge. No matter whether the people of the Yuanji tribe like this priest or not, compared to him An outsider with ulterior motives is naturally more trustworthy than a priest in his own clan.

Qiushi, what do you want to say? "The chief said with a little helplessness.

The old priest smiled arrogantly. Just now I asked the war if he forgot about the need for my tribe to exchange coarse salt with the She people, and he replied, "So what?" His tone was so indifferent that he didn't even worry about the tribe's use of salt. Presumably the Great War had discovered a new salt producing area, or was about to discover it? Lord Chief, how long can my tribe's salt be used for all of them? "

As soon as these words came out, everyone understood the old priest's plan.

Yan Mo raised his middle finger to the old priest in his heart, secretly laughing at the bad luck of Maotou's master, but when he thought about it, his heart suddenly beat wildly. This is clearly an opportunity! The opportunity he was looking for has been brought to him!

The original sculpture, who had never spoken, looked at each other, and the original sculpture was about to speak.

The chief raised his hand to stop the original eagle and the others from speaking, and replied: After this hunt, the stored salt will be exhausted, and it must be replaced with coarse salt enough for the whole winter before winter. You should know about this. "

Yuan Xie looked at Yuan Zhan, Zhan, have you found a new salt producing area? "

Yuan Zhan wanted to answer honestly, but was scratched by Yan Mo with his fingernails.

The old priest didn't want to give Yuan Zhan a chance to speak, and immediately ordered without authorization: War, for the sake of the entire tribe, are you willing to find a new salt production area? "

The original statue couldn't bear it anymore, and interjected: "Lord Chief, Lord Priest, winter is coming, and it's time to go out..."

The old priest ignored him at all, just staring at Yuan Zhan, yīnyīn asked with a smile: Why, don't you dare? Didn't you just say that as a warrior of the Primordial Tribe, you are not afraid of anything? "

He didn't say that. Yuan Zhan was not at all motivated by the old priest, but about the salt land, he and Xie and others also discussed it during the hunt. The She people are different from the Yanshan people. The tribe will bleed profusely if they want to change the salt.

For this reason, it is imperative to find new salt-producing areas or salt-producing tribes, and after discussing this matter with the chief, he plans to wait until the next year to go out to find it. Now the old priest speaks, but only to open things up in advance.

Yan Mo poked Yuan Zhan and shouted in his heart: Agree! Agree now!

This is definitely a chore for Yuan Zhan, but isn't it a good opportunity for Yan Mo to leave the Yuanji tribe and find another way to develop? Although the timing and season are not good, he has no desire to wait for a second better opportunity.