Jinyiwei's Killing God System

Chapter 236 The Campfire Party ([-])

When Yan Long returned to the tribal camp, night had already fallen quietly.

The grassland was quiet, watching the fat cattle and sheep being driven back to the fence in groups, the herdsmen of the tribe all had happy and satisfied smiles on their faces.

It was already spring at this time, and new green bloomed on the grass roots that were originally withered and yellow. Under the sky, it was like a large yellow and green carpet, covering all the way to the horizon.

The herdsmen set up piles of bonfires in the camp. They used dried cow dung to light the fire. The cattle and sheep here eat unpolluted weeds. After the dung is dried, there is no smell. Instead, it has a grassy fragrance.The Mongolian pronunciation of cow dung is "Giwang", and it has a long history as a fuel for tea and cooking on the grasslands.

There are iron pots on the bonfire, some of which are boiling milk tea, and some are boiling mutton.On some fires, there are special iron racks, and a whole lamb is roasted. The flames lick the "sizzling" mutton, emitting bursts of meaty aroma, which makes people salivate.

Sitting around the campfire, the herdsmen’s faces were flushed by the fire. Some drank milk tea and chewed roast lamb, while others poured bowls of kumiss. At the moment, he stood up and sang an unknown ballad in a high-pitched voice.

"It's such a scene of happiness and abundance. If I were traveling here, I would be able to eat and drink like them. It's a pity..." Yan Long shook his head and sighed.

While he was in a daze, some herdsmen recognized him and greeted him enthusiastically. These people put their right hands on their chests, bowed slightly, and said blessings in Mongolian.Although there was a language barrier, Yan Long could still feel their respect and kindness towards him.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand Mongolian all the time." Yan Long thought to himself.

His thoughts came to the system, and he asked the system: "Can the system translate Mongolian in real time?"

"Yes. The search function attached to the detection and appraisal program can provide you with real-time translations in all languages ​​throughout the process." The system said.

"Oh, you didn't say it earlier. Then start translating Mongolian for me from now on!" Yan Long muttered.

After a while, the system said: "Host, the translation program has been started for you."

Yan Long continued to move towards his residence, and after a while, he met Sha Linna.

Salina was still dressed in fiery red. When she saw Yan Long, she yelled loudly: "Hey, Yan Long, where have you been all this time? You are our slave. You ran away privately and brought you back to be hanged."

Yan Long got a headache when he saw her, so he had no choice but to prevaricate: "I don't want to run away, I just went out for a walk because I was in a bad mood, just to relax!"

"With your appearance, can you still walk?" Salina looked at his legs and sneered.

The corner of Yan Long's mouth forced a smile and said: "I'm really sorry, Miss Shalinna, I lied. I actually went out and crawled, not walking!"

After hearing this, Shalinna smiled and said, "You are really a strange person. You are unfamiliar with the place here, how could you think of taking a walk on the grassland?"

Yan Long smiled wryly, "Maybe it's because of boredom."

Seeing that Yan Long was not very interested in talking with her, Salina's face immediately sank, and she said angrily: "Follow me quickly, Dad needs to find you!"

"Looking for me? What's the matter?" Yan Long asked.

Salina said coldly: "I'll drink with you, I'll reward you, and I'll reward you with a beautiful woman!"

Yan Long listened and said with a smile: "It sounds good, where is your father? I can't wait to see him!"

"You are really a fox with a different heart." After Shalinna threw out this sentence, she ignored Yan Long and led the way ahead.

Yan Long followed all the way to the front of Tela's big tent.

The Gegen tribe in Tela is not a big tribe. There are only more than 3000 people in the whole tribe. In terms of the number of people and the number of cattle and sheep, they can only be regarded as "middle peasants" on the grassland.However, he admired Han culture and always paid attention to the relationship with Ming Dynasty. He has been doing business between the two places for many years and accumulated a lot of wealth, so the tribe is very rich, and even the life of the slaves is better than that of the herdsmen of other tribes.

In front of the big tent, a blazing bonfire was lit with meat on it. Beside the fire, there were more than a dozen low wooden tables with wine and meat on them, and blankets in front of the tables.

As the patriarch, Tela sat cross-legged at the table in front of the big tent, and other elders and people with higher status in the clan sat at the tables on both sides of him.

Halbala is the last seater, and so is Yan Long.

Terra seemed to be in a good mood. He spoke in a high voice, laughed loudly, and his eyes were full of pride.

Because his mother was rumored to be the incarnation of a demon, his prestige in the clan plummeted, and some elders even proposed to establish another leader.This made Terra very angry.

But Yan Long's appearance, within two days, resolved this big problem lightly.The so-called demon was nothing more than a fire-crowned snake. The old grandmother recovered and the truth came to light, and Terra's position became stable in an instant.

All of these made Gegen elated and encouraged, and at the same time made Terra more convinced that her vision was correct.

Yan Long is definitely a talent!
A talent that can make the tribe even stronger! !

This idea made Tela want Yan Long to stay in Gegen forever! !

If Salina hadn't already made marriages with other tribal leaders, he would have wanted to marry Salina to Yan Long directly.

After everyone was seated, Tera made a short opening remark. He said it in Mongolian, which roughly meant that the demon was eliminated, the old grandmother was in good health, and everything was fine.The tribe is expected to prosper. I hope everyone will work together to improve animal husbandry, have more children, and add more young men to the tribe.The voice is cadenced, as if reciting a poem.

"Talent! Why can't I speak with such eloquence and emotion?" Yan Long watched Terra's speech and thought to himself.

Yan Long's concept of wine is like boiled water, his drinking capacity can no longer be described as a huge amount, because the sea will be filled, but he doesn't seem to be drunk no matter how much he drinks.

While Tera was talking, he was drinking and eating meat desperately. After a day of practice, his stomach was already rumbling with hunger.

When the wine was finished, a pair of slender hands immediately filled it up with a horseskin wine bag.

Yan Long looked along the pair of jade hands, and saw Suoya's big eyes full of affection, as if dripping water.

Yan Long smiled at her, thanked her, and continued to drink his wine.

But after a while, Suoya came up again, and she leaned into Yan Long's ear and said: "The patriarch said, let me live in your tent from now on!"

(End of this chapter)