Most areas of the Huangdi tribe have become the territory of Chou?

"Where is the fight between Huang Di and Chi You now?" Han Zhan asked another question that concerned him most.

"I don't understand what you mean." Li Wu looked at Han Zhan blankly, "Our two tribes have been at war and have never stopped."

"There hasn't been any large-scale battle? The kind that can be recorded in history." The Korean War continued to hint.

"No." Li Wu continued to shake his head.

"The evil spirits have invaded the Huangdi tribe. Rather than fighting against the people of the Huangdi tribe, it is better to say that we are fighting against the evil spirits most of the time."

"As for the big shots from Huangdi's tribe, I haven't seen them for a long time."

Li Wu's words silenced Han Zhan.

"Did you just come out of the Fuxi clan and join the Huangdi tribe? Why don't you know anything?"

"Speaking of which, the Fuxi clan has not appeared in sight for a long time."

Li Wuji said minding his own business.

The two of them each tore into the roasted part of the leg meat, and the aroma filled their lips and teeth.

The food comforted him a little, but Han Zhan was too shocked by the news.

Eat and drink well, and have nothing to say all night.

The next day, some Jiuli people were waiting outside early and brought Li Wu the latest news from the high priest.

"Priest Liwu, the high priest is very satisfied with the news you reported yesterday. He has already sent the reward back to the altar, and I will bring it to you."

As the visitor spoke, he took out the animal skin package.

Opening the hide, a blood-red square brick appeared in front of you.

"The high priest is also very interesting. Can you give me a brick?" Han Zhan almost stopped when he saw this boxy thing that looked like a brick.

"Shut up! You're a slave, do you have the right to speak here?" The Jiuli warrior, who was originally groveling, glared at Han Zhan and shouted.

In the Jiuli tribe, there is a strict hierarchy, and in this system, slaves are undoubtedly at the bottom.

"Stay back." Li Wu waved his hand, interrupting the Jiuli warrior's scolding.

He was worried that if he said a few more words, he would anger Han Zhan and avoid causing any trouble.

After sending the people away and closing the door, Li Wu carefully held the blood-red brick and placed it on the table.

"This is the flesh and blood of the high priest."

"???"

Li Wu's words confused Han Zhan. What is it, flesh and blood? What flesh and blood?

"It's the kind of flesh and blood you understand."

Li Wu seemed to be able to guess what Han Zhan was thinking and continued.

The flesh and blood of the high priest.

It was a piece cut out from the body of the high priest. No wonder its surface is still a bit blurry and bright red.

"Because your performance was approved by the high priest, he performed an impromptu suicide show for you?"

What a little day priest.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Li Wu's mouth twitched. He was also shocked by Han Zhan's statement.

"This is how our Jiuli clan improves our bloodline. We improve our own bloodline by absorbing the flesh and blood of the superiors."

Just eat the meat raw?

The Korean War was a tactical retreat.

He didn't quite understand the Jiuli tribe's improvement method, and even felt a little physically uncomfortable.

"So you're going to eat it?"

Han Zhan pointed at the piece of "meat" on the table. Well, if you look carefully, you can indeed see the lines, blood vessels and... vomit of the meat.

"No, I'm going to sell it at the market."

"sold?"

Han Zhan raised his head and glanced at Li Wu who was speaking.

This man who was more than two meters tall actually started to pack it up again.

"This is the heart of the high priest."

"The power of the Witch God's bloodline contained in it is also very strong."

"Even if you go to the market to sell it, you can still get a good price."

"The descendants of the five Jiuli warriors who followed me out this time need this money."

Li Wu's words made Han Zhan couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

He seemed to understand why Li Wu and Li Hui were both priests, but the other was more powerful than Li Wu.

"Li Hui shouldn't do such a thing, right?"

"He? He's just a selfish villain." Li Wu said with disdain.

……

There are stalls of various sizes in the market in Jiuli Village.

There are many stalls selling strange and weird things, and many others sell fruits, vegetables, animal skins, ores, etc.

Here, Han Zhan did not see anyone selling white holy soil. It seems that holy soil is a "non-tradable item".

As soon as Li Wu came in, several Jiuli priests with white symbols painted on their foreheads like him approached.

"Li Wu, I heard that the high priest gave you a reward for the information you gave yesterday?"

"Take it out quickly, don't hide it."

"Quickly give us a look at the goods first."

This is not the first time Li Wu has done this kind of thing.

As a well-known bad guy in the entire Hejian village, Li Wu has always been kind to the Jiuli soldiers who follow him.

Many times, he went to the market to sell the flesh and blood given by the high priest for money, and distributed them to his soldiers.

Li Wu didn't say much and directly placed the flesh and blood in front of everyone.

At the moment when flesh and blood appeared, the breathing of several Jiuli priests became a little heavier.

Han Zhan did not continue to stay here in Liwu.

Han Zhan didn't care about the outcome of the bargaining with several priests.

He asked Li Wu to take some money in advance and go to other stalls to wander around.

There are many non-Jiuli people like him in the entire market.

They were arranged in their respective stalls, shouting, or doing some hard work of picking goods.

There are still only a few people who can walk freely like Han Zhan.

Many slaves looked at Han Zhan with envy in their eyes.

"what is this?"

Suddenly, Han Zhan stopped in front of a stall and saw something familiar.

"Contaminated medicinal materials still have some residual medicinal properties. As long as the contaminated parts are removed, they can be used."

"Damn Huangdi tribe, if it weren't for them, how could the medicinal materials I finally dug up be contaminated by evil spirits!"

The speaker is a slave. Judging from his appearance and body shape, he should be from the Yellow Emperor tribe.

His words were hard to comment on. Han Zhan just lowered his head, picked up one of the medicinal herbs in his hand, and felt it quietly.

The inside of the medicinal material has indeed been severely corroded, and the unique black juice is confused with other medicinal ingredients.

It's like a tonic mixed with poison.

Normal people would not buy it back.

Even if you buy it back, the useful parts that can be screened out are very few, and your life may be in danger.

But Han Zhan is not a normal person.

"how much is it?"

he asked, holding up one of them.

The other party was obviously stunned for a moment.

Anyone with a discerning eye would know that this batch of medicinal materials is useless, so with the idea of ​​getting back a little bit, they set up a stall here to sell it.

Did anyone actually buy it?

"A complete medicinal plant sells for one thousand yuan. After it is contaminated, the value is greatly reduced, so I will sell it to you for ten yuan."

Ten dollars?

A hundred times the difference?

Han Zhan took another look at the other contaminated medicinal materials on the stall and shook his head.

"One penny per plant, I'll cover it all."

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