Chapter 1242 Clothes Corner
The patriarch of the Baizhiwu Clan was very frightened.
He didn't quite understand why a few outsiders inexplicably broke into their Baizhiwu tribe's village and wanted to exchange for food. If he didn't give it, the elders of the tribe would decide to exchange it. Clan leader Ren’s decision. His calf was stolen and he didn't ask for compensation anymore. Why were the village elders still aggressive towards him? Haven't they seen what he, the clan leader, has done for the clan over the years?
The patriarch of the Baizhiwu Tribe, who looked gloomy, pursed his lips tightly and stepped out of the room where the elders were staying. He saw his daughter-in-law coming up to him: "Dad, what did the elders say? ? Our calf really won’t be compensated?”
The patriarch frowned. He glanced at his wife, wanting to get angry but suppressed it, and then said to his wife in a calm tone: "Niu? Do you think it is still possible to compensate? Didn't you hear what the elders just said, in front of such You didn’t listen to a word of what people from multiple ethnic groups said?”
The patriarch's wife opened her mouth and said with a somewhat unwilling look in her eyes: "No! Dad, I thought, I thought the elders said that they wanted to compensate you privately for leaving you alone!"
"Is it such a good thing? You did a good job in dreaming!" The patriarch looked gloomy, took a deep breath, and then said: "If I had known, I wouldn't have wanted them to keep me here to explain."
The patriarch The daughter-in-law looked at the patriarch in confusion.
“Forget it, let’s go, let’s go back!” The patriarch looked like he was too lazy to continue talking to his wife, he waved his hand and said to her, and then stepped towards the door of his home. The direction went. If the people sent out come back, that means they have called back the tribesmen in the white mist. I will go home later and take inventory of the things in the clan. I will quickly put away the things that can be taken away, and I will naturally put away the things that cannot be taken away. Who knows when the new leader of the clan will come to pick up the things? When the time comes, ask your wife to wait at the entrance of the village. If your son comes back, ask him to go to Baiwu to find those outsiders.
Even if he can't find them, When he comes back, if he can get some more yellow things called gold from those outsiders, then his position as the leader of the clan may not be moved
By the way, you have to ask your wife to prepare some food for your son. Didn’t those outsiders come to their village just to exchange for food? It's worth so much gold from cattle and sheep, and now they only need to get a little bit of food in exchange for it. No matter how you think about it, you've earned it yourself. This matter cannot let other tribesmen think of competing with their family.
This is related to the interests of my family and my position as the leader of the tribe!
Thinking of this, the Bai Zhiwu clan hurriedly walked home, and immediately after arriving home, he told his wife everything, and handed her a bag of dry food in her shocked eyes. Hard Food said: "What are you still waiting for? Hurry to the entrance of the village and wait. When my son appears, you will greet him. Tell him what happened and ask him to go to the white mist and kill all the outsiders." Found, then Then come back in exchange for the so-called gold! You must remember that this matter must be carried behind the other clan members and cannot be let them know. This is related to our family's property and my position as the clan leader."
"Okay, okay, I understand!" The patriarch's wife was shocked back to her senses by the patriarch's words. She quickly responded, took the bag of food into her arms, and went out at the urging of the patriarch. Door.
It was more than an hour later that the patriarch’s son saw his wife. After knowing that his father's position as the leader of the clan was about to be in danger, he immediately regarded the bag of food as a life-saving straw. Without waiting to answer the questions of other clan members, he immediately picked up the food and rushed into the white mist.
Some members of the Baizhiwu clan who were guarding the village entrance cast doubtful eyes on the clan leader's wife, but saw that she just waved her hands and said: "My father is afraid that he is hungry, so let him bring more food and practice well."
As a result, the other NPCs of the White Mist Tribe stopped asking any more questions. It is normal to be afraid that people in your family will be hungry. The patriarch’s family prepared too much food, maybe he just wanted to come back twice less
The son of the patriarch’s family rushed into the Baiwu District and wandered around I looked for Ji Xiaoyan and the others, but I didn't see anyone for a long time. Not even the one or two guys from the Black Mist Clan who could have been seen were seen.
"Did those outsiders all go to the Black Mist Clan?" The son of the patriarch's family frowned when he thought of this possibility. Considering his father's instructions, he finally bit him. Gritting his teeth, he ran directly towards the territory of the Black Mist Clan.
Speaking of which, this White Mist Area is divided. Where is the territory of the White Mist Tribe and where is the territory of the Black Mist Tribe. That was decided by the ancestors of the two tribes. Generally speaking, the two tribes do not interfere with each other. If there is any conflict, they will choose a relatively neutral place to resolve it. Basically, the two tribes will not easily step into the other side's territory.
Of course, there is no saying that whoever steps into whose territory will cause something to happen, but it will only cause dissatisfaction on the other side. If the other side takes this matter seriously, it will be a problem between the two clans. .
So, after thinking about it for a long time, the son of the patriarch of the Baizhiwu Clan finally made up his mind to try his luck.
However, Ji Xiaoyan, who was responsible for this matter, had already brought Jia Jia and Frisman to the vicinity of the Black Mist Clan's village.
"It seems like we haven't been to this area before, right?" Ji Xiaoyan looked at Frisman on Jia Jia's back with some uncertainty and asked. He sat the highest, relatively speaking, he could naturally see more things than her
"Well, he probably hasn't been here before!" Frisman nodded, and then said: "I I made some marks along the way, some were buried by magic circles and the like, but there are still quite a few left. It is true that there are no marks of mine nearby, so there should be I've never been here before." After saying this, Frisman stopped talking immediately, then straightened up and looked at a place, and then said with some confusion: "Wait a minute, Xiaoyan, look over there. Over there. Is there a cloth head on the edge of the rock? " " Cloth head? " Ji Xiaoyan glanced at Frisman in confusion and looked in the direction he was pointing.
“What’s so strange about a cloth head?” Xiye curled her lips, walked at the end of the team, looked in the direction Frisman was pointing, and then said to Ji Xiaoyan: “Why? Riesman just loves to make a fuss"
"No, let's go over and take a look. !" Ji Xiaoyan shook his head and said to Xiye and the others: "Everything abnormal in this Baiwu District is not necessarily a clue. What if the cloth head is the hidden entrance of some village?"
"A raghead has such clues?" Xiye obviously didn't believe it.
"Did you forget to come to the Baizhiwu tribe's village that we just found not long ago? Didn't we just find it with a very abrupt roof eaves and legs in that place?" Ji Xiaoyan said nothing. He hesitated and said something to Xiye, and directly led Jiajia and the others towards the piece of cloth.
It was a messy rocky area. The piece of cloth Frisman saw only had a faint corner exposed between the small gaps between the two rocks. If it weren't for the contrast between the color of the cloth and the rocks, it would probably be a mess. Ji Xiaoyan would not see it at a glance.
However, after they turned around the pile of rocks, they realized that this was not a piece of cloth, but a person!
"Lord Besa?" Ji Xiaoyan was stunned for two seconds before speaking in surprise, "Why is Lord Besa here? Is he unconscious? Xiye, go over and take a look."
Xiye stuck Ji Xiaoyan on his back with her claws The mist-dispelling flag supported him, and he quickly ran behind the rock. Under Ji Xiaoyan's instructions, he carefully approached the unconscious Lord Besa, and then reached out to him with his claws with a hint of revenge. After slapping his paw on his face, he immediately jumped away. I thought Master Besa would wake up, but when he found that there was no movement, Xiye clapped his paws in a playful manner.
"Xiaoyan, there is no response! Is Master Besa dead? ?" Xiye turned his head and looked at Ji Xiaoyan and asked.
"How is that possible!" Ji Xiaoyan immediately objected.
“He’s not even moving!” Xiye pointed to Lord Besa lying behind the rock and said to Ji Xiaoyan without hesitation.
“She must have fainted!” Ji Xiaoyan frowned and said, and then thought about it again: “I just don’t know whether this Master Besa is real or fake.”
"If you ask me to say it, it must be false." Frisman said without hesitation, "How could the real Lord Besa be so weak? He was actually brought down here."
"That also means Not necessarily , What if there was some kind of plot?" Xiye immediately retorted, "Besides, if he is fake, then he is the fake one from the Bai Zhiwu tribe, isn't he? This is the territory of the people of the Mist Clan? Can they tolerate their own people fainting here? Besides, this place is all members of the Bai Zhiwu Clan. Could it be that he was plotted by someone from his own clan?"
"That's not necessarily true. There aren't many people in that race who are noisy and cause trouble!" Friesman said matter-of-factly, "Don't you think I am the one? Even though I found someone from my own race, what's the result? It’s not that I wasn’t welcomed, I had to stay with Xiaoyan in the end Let’s go. I can’t say for sure, but the Master Besa in front of me is the fake one from the White Mist Clan. He also doesn’t get along well with his own clan, so he was plotted and thrown here.”
< br> PS: Thanks to "Dumpling Fish" for the peace charm!
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