Bianshanhan [farming]

After Chen Wen and Li Qingwen were captured, the officers and soldiers of the camp went to the forest to search for people, and met Puju soldiers, who were also looking for their missing people. Under mutual suspicion, conflicts broke out many times, but the two sides refrained. The war did not expand.

Lin Jian was also there at that time, and he had an intuition that the Puju people wanted to test out the situation and ordered the officers and soldiers to stand ready.

The civil strife in Daliang cost too much before, and there have been many disasters in the past few years. The life of the court and the people is not good, and it is not suitable to fight again. Therefore, even if they suffered in the forest, they did not fight back.

Among the people Jiang Liping brought back from the north, there were many Puju people. Because of the current situation in the camp and Puju, these Puju people didn't let them go home immediately, and stayed in the camp all the time.

Because they fought against Puju people twice before, now the officers and soldiers of the camp regard Puju people as enemies and don’t want to see them. Even though they know that it’s very pitiful for them to be taken away by the people of Luoche Kingdom, but if they are sent back, they will probably be taken away in the future. Pointing their weapons at them, of course they didn't have a good face.

However, Jiang Liping and the others took good care of Cui Yuan and the others. After all, they had dealt with the people of Luoche Kingdom together and came back together, so there was some kind of friendship.

In addition, Zhong Yuan cared the most about these Puju people. He would often hold the wine jar to talk and drink with the older Puju people, and inquire about what happened back then.

However, he almost asked all over, but he didn't find any clues. It's been too long.

Zhong Yuan was not in a hurry at first, but seeing the border town and Puju getting more and more tense, he was afraid that if a fight really broke out, many people would die and hate each other, and this wasteland would become a terrible cemetery. Finding a daughter-in-law and son was also hindered by the hatred of the country and the family.

Qi Min and the others knew what Zhong Yuan was thinking, so they could only help to find out, and there was nothing else they could do. No one wanted to fight, but this matter was not up to them.

While the border town was sweating hard to build a new city, Li Qingwen was standing on the grass watching the tribesmen feed salt to the deer with a curious expression on his face.

In the evening, the valley is shrouded in mist, and there seems to be a layer of white sand floating in the sky. Thousands of deer pass through the white sand. Some deer have bells around their necks. Stop, the wind sends the sound far away.

The male reindeer's horns are particularly large and sharp, and if they move through them, they may be injured if they don't notice. Therefore, Li Qingwen can only watch the deer licking the salt particles on their big hands.

The tribal chiefs and elders came back from releasing the deer, and it happened that Li Qingwen was also awake. After more than two months, the tribe wanted to wish Li Qingwen's recovery at night.

In the evening, several large bonfires were lit on the wide ground. Li Qingwen and Jiang Cong, as guests of the tribe, sat on the same blanket with the chief who had fed the deer. Other elders were on both sides. The women of the tribe were busy Watching the grilled venison, children and dogs ran around happily.

Before the meat was cooked, Jiang Cong, the patriarch, and the elders poured milk wine several times. Li Qingwen saved the trouble, he only had a bowl of honey water.

Just this bowl of honey water, surrounded by a pile of hairballs, looking at Li Qingwen with watery eyes, wrote two words - want to drink.

Li Qingwen asked Liu He next to them if they could drink, Liu He nodded, "A little bit."

Li Qingwen dipped his finger in the honey water, and those hairballs scrambled over to lick his finger. It was so itchy. Li Qingwen couldn't stop laughing, and he had to pay attention to those who wanted to get ahead and fight. The puppies were separated.

The banquet officially began when plates of hot barbecue were served. The aged witch doctor stood up tremblingly, grasped a bone bowl with his withered right hand for a long time, and then drew his red finger on Li Qingwen's forehead. A pattern, with words in his mouth, Liu He explained next to him: "This is to get rid of evil poison for you, and wish you a healthy body."

Li Qingwen said "thank you", and the old witch doctor turned to Jiang Cong again, and drew different patterns around Jiang Cong's eyes. The greeting was longer than Li Qingwen's.

Seeing Liu He stunned, Li Qingwen asked, "What's wrong?"

Only then did Liu He come back to his senses, and said, "Jiang Cong's eyes are sick, and the witch doctor is praying for him."

Li Qingwen turned his head immediately. Just as Jiang Cong thanked the old witch doctor, he also turned his head to look over. Seeing Li Qingwen's worried face, he gave him a reassuring look.

Afterwards, the people in the clan sang and danced around the bonfire, which was also part of the blessing.

The knife cut the hot and fragrant venison into slices or pieces, and everyone sat together to enjoy the delicious food. Li Qingwen was also cutting, but instead of eating him, he fed it to the puppies. At this time, he had climbed onto his crossed legs.

I don't know who said that Jiang Cong's archery skills are good, so a group of young men from the clan came to Jiang Cong to try archery. Soon, there was a loud shout from a distance.

Li Qingwen's body was still weak, and this kind of occasion was more exhausting, so before he was tired, the witch doctor asked Liu He to help Li Qingwen go to the patriarch's cave.

Li Qingwen got up together, Jiang Cong immediately put down the bow and arrow in his hand, declined other young people who wanted to compete with him, and followed.

The cave of the chief of the Chatu tribe was not as big as the one where Li Qingwen was recuperating. There were candles burning in the cave, and a painting embroidered with fur was hung on the stone wall. On the clouds, a pair of corners are also very beautiful.

This Li Qingwen already knew, it was the divine deer that Liu He said was protecting the tribe and this forest.

The patriarch of the Chatu tribe is a thin old man. His face is full of wrinkles that are the marks left by the years, and his eyes are very energetic. He sat opposite Li Qingwen and Jiang Cong and said a few words. Liu He next to him explained: " The patriarch welcomes you and Jiang Cong to the tribe, thank you for rescuing our tribe who was taken away by the Luoche Kingdom."

Li Qingwen also immediately thanked the patriarch for saving his life and Jiang Cong's.

The patriarch continued to speak, Liu He looked stunned, and stumbled to pass the words to Li Qingwen and others.

Through his mouth, Li Qingwen knew that the Chatu tribe was inextricably linked with the Wusong tribe, the former overlord of the north.

Many years ago, the Wusong tribe was very powerful. The tribe's warriors were brave and good at fighting. Those who were willing to surrender were recruited, and those who were unwilling to defeat were expelled. In this way, they occupied forests, grasslands, plains and coasts, and there was no rival in any direction.

At that time, the Chatu tribe released deer for the Wusong tribe. They not only provided them with venison, deerskin and medicinal materials, but also used the deer to pull all kinds of food, ore, weapons, etc. Before that, there was a large windmill The valley, where the Wuzon tribe used to forge weapons...

It was also the first time for Liu He to know these secrets. The tribe he lived in since he was a child had such a relationship with the legendary powerful tribe. He really couldn't believe it.

Li Qingwen was also very surprised. He had read many books. Daliang had very few records about the Wusong tribe. The scattered records all said how tall and strong the people of the Wusong tribe were, and they could continue beheading people with their heads off...

Li Qingwen couldn't help but asked, "Then what happened after that?"

Liu He relayed it to the patriarch, and after listening to the patriarch's words, he explained: "One rainy night, a fire broke out in the forest, and the warriors of the Wusong tribe suddenly disappeared. Several places..."

The existence and disappearance of such a powerful tribe are like a huge mystery. As a bystander, Li Qingwen couldn't help but sigh.

The patriarch got up, Liu He didn't move, and soon the patriarch came back with a big bow and placed it in front of Jiang Cong.

Judging from the movement of landing, the bow is not light, but the color of the bow body is mottled, and the exposed bow body is pitch black, as if it had been burned.

Liu He said: "The ancestors of our tribe found this in the ashes of the fire. It is a relic left by the Wusong tribe. If you can find Wuqingmu and make an arrow, this bow may be able to hold you in your hands." Use it."

Li Qingwen and Jiang Cong looked at each other and thanked each other at the same time.

The patriarch smiled, and Liu He continued: "The people brought by the deer will always be friends of our tribe and this forest. You can treat this place as your own home and heal your wounds with peace of mind."

While talking, when it was time for Li Qingwen to soak in the medicine pool, the patriarch got up and sent the two of them outside the cave.

The moonlight was very good today, and Li Qingwen was lying on Jiang Cong's back. Surrounded by the scent of green grass, the two walked slowly forward step by step.

Jiang Cong was already familiar with this road, and Liu He didn't follow. According to usual estimates, Li Qingwen should have fallen asleep by now, but he still has some energy today.

Li Qingwen had a lot of things in his head. When he reached the medicine pool, he was still thinking about what happened just now. When Jiang Cong untied his clothes, his thoughts were pulled back.

"Brother, I, I will come by myself..."

Although he knew that Jiang Cong had worn and undressed him many times when he was unconscious, but he was unconscious at that time, and it is different now.

Jiang Cong didn't force it, let go of his hand, and saw Li Qingwen's eyes urging him to turn around, and turned his back too.

When Li Qingwen entered the pool, Jiang Cong looked at the hands holding his hair and didn't move for a long time.

Li Qingwen tied his hair on top of his head, turned to look at Jiang Cong, and felt that his eyes were a little strange, and asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"

"I'm a little hungry." Jiang Cong said, helping him into the pool.

Li Qingwen had just watched him eat a whole venison leg and added two pieces of venison, he was silent for a moment, and said: "I'm soaking here, bro, you go find something to eat, the night is still long, you can't endure it. "

Jiang Cong pulled his hand out of the water, looked at the hand with the medicinal soup on it, and said in a low voice, "I want honey water."

"It's on the table, you go back..."

Before he finished speaking, his hand was grabbed, and his fingertips fell into a wet and hot place. Li Qingwen shuddered and tried to pull his hand back, but failed.

Feeling his fingertips and finger crevices being licked seriously, Li Qingwen blushed from his face to his neck, and buzzed dizzily, "It's all, it's not, it's gone..."

"It's very sweet." The tone around her was a little dangerous, "Those puppies are not careful enough."