Tiansheng 15 years

It wasn't until twilight that the sound of chaotic footsteps came faintly.He didn't open his eyes, and kept a drowsy look, but he was planning to scare people depending on the situation.

As the footsteps approached, a faint silver bell sounded into his ears at the same time. He felt sorry for a while, and then turned his face inside and pretended to be asleep.

Even if he does it all over again, he is still prone to soft-hearted towards women, it is really hopeless.

When the eyes are closed, the ears are especially sensitive.He heard the sound of straw sandals stepping on the stone pavement, and the sound of rubbing cotton and linen clothes as he walked. Of course, compared with these insignificant sounds, the sound of silver bells was particularly pleasant, and he was troubled by listening to it. No worries, nothing to worry about.

He relaxed his muscles and bones, lying lazily on his side, allowing himself to enter a half-dream and half-awake state.

The situation is unknown, the location is unknown, it is better to accept it calmly, anyway, he has nothing to do now.

In a daze, he heard footsteps stopping in front of the fence, put down the pots and left quietly.

After the sound faded away, he turned over and looked at the palm-sized rough clay pot outside the fence for a while, speechless.This is to see if they are awake, and the water delivery is by the way.The amount of a bowl of water is enough for who to drink!

He raised his hand slightly, and with the spiritual power in his palm, he sucked the clay pot from the gap in the fence to his hand, and held the pot in his hand to examine it carefully.

Fired with red clay, the craftsmanship is not very refined, and there are no patterns on the rough pottery surface. On the whole, it looks like it was made by a fledgling craftsman.

He raised his head slightly and sniffed the clear water in the pot.A sweet smell of cherry blossoms filled his nostrils, he thought that there should be cherry blossoms planted at the place where the water was taken, and the water should have been taken out not long ago, otherwise the fragrance would have dissipated early.

He put down the water casually, planning to drink it when he was really thirsty.Alas, I don't know if someone will deliver food tomorrow morning. Although he has some dry food and drinking water in his Qiankun bag, he really doesn't want to use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

The sky was already completely dark, and he turned his side to the outside, while admiring the two or three twinkling stars in the sky, he practiced exercises to cultivate himself.

Although he regretted that he could not cultivate without spiritual roots, he was full of confidence and felt that he was no different from others.He still has no spiritual roots now, but once he started to practice, he didn't want to stop. Feeling the gurgling spiritual power flowing in his body, he had a new understanding of power.

I want no one in this world to humiliate me, and I want people in this world to remember my strength rather than my outstanding appearance.All kinds of regrets in the previous life will be tried together in this life, and I only wish to live my life without regret or resentment.

The night was quiet and lonely, and the sound of fists hitting the stone wall of the fence came from the next door. After listening to the frantic soliloquy next door for a while, he snorted and ignored it.

It turns out that this is the tribe of the Shan tribe!Having heard some rumors more or less, he sighed silently, secretly sighing that he was unlucky.

The Shan people live by the mountains, and there are many tribes under them, among which the most difficult to mess with are the tribes hidden in the dense forests of the mountains.Not to mention their mysterious origins, they are also extremely xenophobic. Anyone who enters will be spared their lives, without exception.It's not that no one has thought about them, but everyone in the Shanzu tribe has secret techniques in their hands, and because they grow up in the mountains and forests, they can enter the forest like birds and fish come and go as freely as water.

Lost a lot of manpower, no matter how strong the leader is, he couldn't just sit back and watch, even if he personally took action, he could only end up with a lose-lose outcome.This kind of tragic ending was not what the two parties wanted to see, so they stopped fighting at the same time, and each withdrew from the blood-stained forest.

This war between the mountain tribe and outsiders, which can be called anticlimactic, ended in a tie with both hands.

Such a scene is not what other onlookers want to see, but the two sides have stopped and turned their spears to deal with the person who made trouble when they killed and killed the emptiness behind them.

The tribes of the Shan tribe are not easy to mess with, and those who provoked this small-scale war are also not easy to mess with. With all their strength and their own home field, they will naturally get half the result with half the effort. And bystanders who love to watch the excitement.

The war between the two parties ended in bloodshed, and their antecedents and follow-ups gave future generations enough experience.That is - unless necessary, don't offend the Shanzu tribe.If unfortunately it falls into the hands of the Shanzu tribe, no one will come to rescue, but self-help can be done.If you can disturb them to let you go by yourself, that is your ability. Of course, if you escape by chance, it is a great luck, luck is irresistible.

To sum up, once it falls into the hands of the Shanzu tribe, if you don't want to die, first: first remove the possibility of the outside world saving you.Second: Please save yourself or find a chance to escape.If you can't do the second, then please be at ease with the situation and accept other people's arrangements, so that you can spend your life in a normal way.

When he heard this from the villagers at the bottom of the mountain, he still scoffed in his heart, thinking that with such a lack of fighting spirit, it would be better to end this encounter as soon as possible, so as not to regret it later.

Now that he encountered such a situation, he just felt that he was a little overbearing.

First, it was brought to this kind of place for no apparent reason, and then the surrounding stone walls, straw, and fences all had a vague herbal smell, which was very mild, if he hadn't used to deal with medicinal herbs all the time. , he might not notice this very light smell.

This smell will relax people's skin and mind, he thought that if he stays for a long time, maybe people will be stupid.

It's not safe around here, and maybe it's the jug that smells like sweet cherry blossoms.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, listening to the frantic soliloquies next door, and slowly fell asleep.

When he woke up, the sky was already bright, he sat up from the straw bed, sat cross-legged, put his index finger into the clay pot and stirred it gently, letting the cool water refresh his tired spirit.

Stay here until tomorrow at most, if he is still imprisoned here, then don't blame him for burning this place.

Unexpectedly, he was woken up at noon by a pretty and charming woman wearing a colorful garland.He turned sideways to face him, his half-opened eyes seemed to be flowing like water, showing his lazy posture in a half-dream and half-awake state, and his face as if descended from a god was even more beautiful.

The pretty woman standing outside the fence was bewitched by his inadvertent beauty, and stood there blankly, staring straight at his beautiful face, not moving at all.

The woman who was in charge of waking up the others saw her companion standing there blankly, and was puzzled. She walked up to her companion with light lotus steps, patted her face unceremoniously, and asked, "What are you doing last night? Didn't sleep well? The face is so weird." As she spoke, the bells on the braids hanging by her ears rang softly.

At this time, the person in the cell turned over and sat up, lowering his head, so that the beautiful face like a god was hidden in the semi-dark light.

The slapping of her companion brought her back to her senses. She glanced at the young man sitting cross-legged, and murmured, "It's so beautiful!"

The companion smiled and looked sideways at the people in the cell.Sitting cross-legged, with her head lowered, she let her long black hair like a waterfall hang over her shoulders, covering her cheeks as warm as jade.Even so, what she saw was enough to shock her mind who could not easily see outsiders.

So lovely!This was her first and only thought.The second thought is that it's a pity, the little princess of their tribe has reached the age of choosing a husband, so of course such an outstanding man will be given to the most honorable person of their tribe.Now that they are beautiful, they can see with their eyes, but they cannot touch them with their hands, which is really a pity.

"Okay, don't look at it, he is not for us to enjoy. Let him out, let the little princess meet, and we can hold a bonfire festival at night."

Bonfire festival?He has only heard of the Torch Festival of ethnic minorities, and this is the first time he has heard of the Bonfire Festival. He wonders if it is similar to the Torch Festival.

"It's easy to talk about it, but his face is so beautiful, what a shame if we faint!"

Another companion, with a string of goose yellow flowers hanging from his temples to his shoulders, said: "How good-looking he is! It was spread all over the village yesterday, and today you are still dumbfounded when you see it. Let me take a look." As soon as the young man who was dragging him pushed, he was about to come over.

The two companions who had seen it hurriedly stopped him, and vowed: "It's really better than a fairy, but it's really not suitable to watch it too much. If you watch it too much, it's easy to have a desire to hide it."

The companion looked at them suspiciously, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I won't watch it. Get him out of the cell as soon as possible. Since you have taken care of this matter, you have to do it well. Otherwise, Wu Zhu will punish him. Yours, you have to think about it."

"We know, you take these two people and leave first, we will come later."

After dismissing their companions, they looked at each other, lowered their heads sadly and opened the lock, and said to the man in the cell, "Come out."

"Where?"

A pleasant voice flew out with a corner of white clothes, but they didn't dare to take a look.Good looking and good voice, such an outstanding man is destined not to belong to them by nature.If that's the case, it's enough to take a glimpse and think about it secretly, and make a promise to them what they don't want to do for the rest of their lives.

"To meet our patriarch."

"Patriarch? What tribe or tribe are you subordinate to the Shan Clan?"

"Snow belongs to the Xihua tribe."

So it is the Xuexihua tribe.He looked at the bare mountain walls around him, but he really didn't see any connection between these three words and their tribe.Perhaps, this is their prison, not a tribal settlement.

As we walked, the greenness of the land under our feet gradually deepened, and the surrounding area also transitioned from the desolate mountain walls to the deep green and blooming Cangshan cliffs.

He asked the two tribal women behind him: "How long will it take?"

"We'll be there in half an hour."

so far?Including the time they traveled, the journey of one hour is really quite far!Although the scenery on the road is good, but thinking about walking for another half hour, even if the body is not tired, the heart is also tired.

Is it really good that the cell is built so far away?He flicked his fingers by his side lightly, and a little spark landed on a red wild flower, branding a five-petaled black spot like a plum blossom.

Hope it won't be used.Because once it is used, it means that he is running wildly for his life, and this kind of result is not what he wants to see.