novelden Chapter 124: The Purpose of the Shanyan Patriarch (Part )
Chapter 124: The Purpose of the Shanyan Patriarch (Part )
noon,
The sun has climbed to the top of the sky, and the heat waves are licking the earth.
The group of people rushing to the Wasa tribe couldn't help but wipe the sweat that kept rolling down their foreheads...
Relying on Youliangzi, they spent two and a half days and finally reached their destination, the Wasa Valley.
As soon as I stepped out of the cave, what caught my eye was still the boundless vast salt lake. The white salt land was flashing dazzling light under the scorching sun, making it difficult to open my eyes.
The entrance to the cave was empty, with no guards around.
Wu Yu's heart skipped a beat and he felt uneasy. The situation was not good!
Soon, his guess was confirmed.
A few people just walked down the hillside and headed towards the cave of the Wasa tribe.
After walking a few steps, a disheveled girl ran over in a hurry. Before she reached them, she shouted at the top of her lungs: "Witch! You are finally here..."
The voice that used to be clear and melodious, like a lark, now had a hint of hoarseness and choking, as if it had been repeatedly rubbed by rough sandpaper.
When you get closer,
Her once bright face was now covered with stains and no longer clean; the linen clothes on her body also became wrinkled and no longer neat, and there was a sour smell if you smelled them carefully.
Wachi's expression suddenly changed, his mouth opened slightly, but he had no time to speak.
The girl then continued, "Wuwaya...returned...returned to the embrace of Mother Nature."
Her voice was trembling, and she almost spoke in sobs.
“Plop—”
When Wachi heard the news, his body went limp and he fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.
My knees hurt from the hard ground, but I didn't feel it.
"This is impossible... This is absolutely impossible!" He muttered to himself, his voice broken and trembling, like fallen leaves drifting in the wind.
His hands hung limply at his sides and his eyes were empty.
It was as if the whole world collapsed in an instant, and the pillar of his heart broke into countless pieces with a "crack", piercing his heart and making it bleed.
"Woooo..."
When Vanity saw this, her tears burst out like a flood, dripping onto the black ground, full of sorrow.
At this time,
A pair of warm hands gently rested on Wachi's shoulders, and the man said in a calm tone:
"Let's go, don't waste time. Although you lost Waya, you still have other tribesmen, right?"
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evening,
In the mountain tribe,
"You're back a little late this time..." Dissatisfaction was clearly written on the wrinkled face of Chief Shanyan.
The man's face froze and he cursed in his heart: This old woman really has no consideration for her subordinates. No wonder some leaders are dissatisfied with her.
I suffered a lot along the way, limping, braving the wind and rain, and finally made it back tonight.
As soon as he arrived at the Shanyan Tribe, he didn't even have time to catch his breath before he thought about reporting the news quickly.
This old guy actually said this!
Even though he was complaining in his heart, he still forced a trace of shame on his face, lowered his head and explained: "It rained heavily the day before yesterday, so we were a little slow on our way."
It’s better to keep this matter a secret after returning to the tribe.
Otherwise, this old guy will keep nagging: Don’t let Yamaye find out!
"Humph!"
After hearing this, Chief Shanyan glanced at the man with a hint of displeasure in his eyes: "Be more efficient next time and don't drag your feet."
The man could only respond timidly: "Yes."
The chief of the Shanyan tribe took steps, one step at a time, and slowly sat back on the stone pier. He panted and asked, "What about the thing I asked you to do? Why didn't you take the initiative to say it? Do you have to wait for me to ask?"
Well, this is obviously dissatisfied.
The man obviously knew the character of the chief of the Shanyan tribe very well, and said quickly: "How can this be possible! I really went through a lot of hardships yesterday. I walked for two whole days in the dark. I couldn't see the road clearly, and I didn't know what was hidden in the forest..."
"Don't talk about those useless things!"
Chief Shanyan was obviously getting a little impatient and raised his voice: "Just tell me directly whether those earthenwares were made by them. Don't waste your time on me!"
Hearing this, the man stopped talking with a wry smile on his face: "Chief, you are wise. You guessed right. The pottery jar was made by them themselves."
"Can a small tribe make something like this?" There was a hint of doubt in his words.
"I guess this is because of their new witch."
"When I arrived yesterday, I heard the people of Yanyuan tribe say, 'Because of witch, their lives have become much better.' I saw that their tribe is indeed very different from the last time I was there."
When Chief Shanyan heard this, his face wrinkled and he immediately grasped the key point: "It's different?"
The man nodded hurriedly, with a bit of pride on his face: "This time when I went there, no one noticed me, but I got to see a lot of things..."
"Ji Shi, I don't want to hear you talk about these irrelevant things, ahem..."
A sinister voice came slowly from the darkness, accompanied by a few suppressed coughs. It sounded much better than last time.
Ji Shi's heart skipped a beat. It was obvious that he was angry!
Not daring to say any more nonsense, he immediately spoke out, "Not only are there pottery jars, but their tribe also has a lot more food, and they even captured some and kept them in the tribe."
"In addition, the people of the Yanyuan tribe also look much more energetic than last time, and they have made a lot of wooden weapons for the trade fair."
Although he didn't know what the thing was called, he still told the whole story without reservation.
As for the straw hut, it’s not worth mentioning. The Shanyan Tribe has had it for a long time!
"Wooden weapons." These four words slowly came out of the mouth of the Shanyan tribe leader, carrying an unclear meaning.
Ji Shi tactfully said nothing more.
After a long time,
A mocking voice rang out: "No matter how good the weapons are, can they compare to what we got from the Buxu tribe? Their weapons are just for the cubs to play with..."
This statement obviously did not require an answer, and Ji Shi continued to remain silent like a mute.
"Okay, go out and get someone to call Yamaye over."
"Yes!" He dragged his legs and staggered back.
The chief of the Shanyan tribe sat firmly on the stone pier, his brows furrowed and his eyes wandering, as if he was thinking about something, and obviously did not notice the man's injured foot.
Even if I noticed it, what would it matter?
What does this have to do with her?
She wouldn't waste any time on such a small matter!
After a while,
“Patta, patta—”
Yamaha walked in.
"Chief, what do you want to talk to me about?" she asked with a slight bow.
Upon hearing the voice, Chief Shanyan stood up and walked over with slow and heavy steps: "Shanye, I really want to ask you to do something important."
Shanye raised his eyebrows: "Patriarch, please speak."