Tang's dining table

After returning to their tent, life continued. Yunchu continued to knit riding whips, Selema continued to spin wool, and Naha was naturally bored and played with her white stones at the entrance of the tent endlessly.

"Did you kill them?" Selema was a little excited.

"It wasn't me, it was Tengger who took a liking to the father and son and summoned them to the Kingdom of Heaven." Yun Chu would not admit this even to death.

"I always thought you killed them."

Faced with Selema's inexplicable sixth sense, Yun Chu could only stop his busy hands and said, "I have never been close to their father and son."

Selema nodded and said, "That's right. It seems that Tengger couldn't stand the bad behavior of the father and son, so he sent them to the bottom of the Black Mountain to suffer."

Yunchu nodded obediently. He felt that Selema's words were very correct.

Yun Chu's education would never allow him to take the crime of murder on himself. Even if he did it himself, he would never admit it. Even if he had merit in the murder, he would not admit it.

Because, no matter what reason you kill someone, it will make a large number of people feel that you are different from them.

"What kind of woman are you going to let into your tent?" Without the pressure from Da Abo, Selema returned to her former liveliness.

Yunchu looked at Selema and saw that she had already raised her head and chest, and said naturally: "She must be the same woman as you were when you were young."

Selema giggled and twisted the spindle hard, and the spindle spun rapidly. It was obvious that she was really happy.

"Yunchu, you have to remember that when you are looking for a woman, you must find the one who is best at giving birth to children. If she can give you a group of boys, then you can become the leader of a small tribe.

If you find a group of women to give you many, many children, you can become Master Apo of a large tribe.

If there is a tribe where all the women give birth to your children..."

Yun Chu smiled as he watched Selema wielding a pair of skilled spinning threads while instilling in him the Cypriot way of survival and prosperity.

It is not an unreachable thing here for one person or one family to create an ethnic group or a country.

Many countries and tribes in the Western Regions were established in this way.

As long as a man is strong enough, has enough male hormones, and can find enough food to feed many women, he can create the myth that one man creates a race!

The more excited Selema said, the less Yunchu wanted to be a bullshit Uighur.

Firstly, he felt that he did not have the ability to sleep with an entire tribe of women without being picky. Secondly, there was not a single woman in this small Huihe tribe who could stand up to him.

"Yunchu, you must marry many, many beauties, have many, many children, live the best life, eat the best food, and wear the best clothes."

Yun Chu put down the cowhide strap in his hand and said with a smile: "If you want to see me live a good life, first of all, you must live a good life. You'd better live for a while, as long as you live enough In the long run, I guarantee that you will see my wife as beautiful as a fairy, my son as strong as an ox, and my daughter that many, many people want to marry.

Before saying this, let's discuss whether I can stop being a Huihe. I really can't stand them anymore. "

The spindle in Selema's hand stopped spinning. She lowered her head and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said: "You are not a Huihe, nor a Sai, nor my son... When the tribe was relocating, they passed by a desert. I saw We arrived at a huge doll, a huge doll as big as a mountain. At that time, the doll was lying on the ground sleeping. It was so pitiful and lonely. I wanted to take it home, but I couldn't move it... That doll was very... Big, not soft at all, as hard as a rock..."

Yunchu hugged Selema's shoulders and whispered: "I know, I know, I am not from Uighur or Sai, but I will always be your son."

Selema slapped Yunchu's hand away in surprise and said excitedly: "You are not my son, you are the son of God!"

Selema's desire to enter Jasika's tent is no longer a secret in this small tribe.

Many women in the tribe are envious.

They will wait on the only road to Jiesika. Once they get to Jiesika, they will shake their lice-filled braids, blink their eyes, twist their waists, and murmur with this promising person. The man is flattering.

This made Selema very angry and attacked the women more than once, sometimes throwing stones, sometimes throwing spindles, and more often spitting and cursing.

Naha naturally helps her mother, so the little guy has recently learned to roll her eyes and spit.

Whenever Naha spits and curses, those women will chase and beat Naha. As long as Naha is chased and beaten, Yun Chu will jump up and chase those hateful women. As long as Yun Chu starts to chase those women, those A woman's father, brother, and younger brothers would attack Yun Chu.

At this time, Jiesiga would immediately take action and beat up the men who surrounded Yunchu.

Supposedly, beating a woman is not something that Yunchu can do, but, in this Cypriot tribe, fighting is impossible!

If you don't hit her, she will think you are a loser, she will feel unsafe around you, she will call you a fool, and she will take the initiative to seduce those men who beat women very hard.

At first, Yunchu didn't understand their behavior of actively looking for a beating. After staying in the Huihe tribe for a long time, he could see a little bit of the tricks.

It's not that women here like to be beaten, but that they think finding a strong, bad-tempered man to rely on is the only way to survive in this world.

Just like wild sheep competing for mating rights through horn fights, this practice is also prevalent among the Uighur tribe.

In the play, the gentle and genial scholar, who is affectionate and affectionate with his wife, is expected to survive only three days in this environment.

Therefore, only men with strong martial arts, strong bodies and bad tempers like rams are the best candidates for Huihe women to choose as their husbands.

With the help of Yunchu and Jiesika, Selema and Naha were always able to spit on the faces of the women who fell to the ground as the final winners.

As for the miserable condition of Yun Chu, who had a bruised nose and face, and Jiesga, who had a nosebleed, they could not see the miserable conditions of the mother and daughter.

In their eyes, a man who doesn't have a bruised face or nosebleeds is not worthy of living with their mother and daughter! ! !

There is a huge difference between a sheep under the sun and a wolf under the sun.

There is no doubt that Yunchu and Jiesika are the latter!

Back in the tent, Yunchu and Jiesika received imperial-level services from Selema and Naha.

Not only was there hot dandelion tea to drink, but there was also a shoulder massage service. However, Selema was serving Jasika with charming eyes, while Naha was squeezing her brother's shoulders randomly.

"Have you won your Da Abo?" Yunchu was very concerned about Jiesiga's current status. Only when his status was high could he truly protect the mother and daughter.

"Bisogdiqin promised me." Jiesiga was somewhat proud.

"Any further difficulties?"

A cold light flashed in Jiesga's eyes, and he whispered: "You know, Gelusa has eleven sons."

Yunchu looked at Jiesiga and said, "Six of them are less than eight years old."

"Then it depends on whether Porun Khan will take pity on Gelusha. After all, Bisogdiqin is one of the sons of Porun Khan."

Yunchu frowned and said: "Since you are a more diligent person than Sogdiana, it is impossible for him to do nothing. Our Uighur people with two hundred tents can be regarded as a force that can be counted. He thought Controlling these people without doing anything is such a good thing in the world."

Jiesga picked up the wooden bowl and took a sip of the bitter dandelion tea and whispered: "This is what I want to tell you, tonight..."

Jiesika continued to lower his head and drink tea without finishing his words, as if he shouldn't say the next words.

Yun Chu turned around and said to Selema, who was squeezing Jasga's shoulder: "Pack your skins, I will take you to smoke marmots tonight."

Jiesika asked in confusion: "Going to smoke marmots at night?"

Yun Chu nodded and said, "I'm afraid I'll go late and Marmot won't be home."

"It's not what you think. We are just going to kill Gelusa's remaining sons and his minions."

"Is this what Bi Sogdiqin told you?"

Jiesga shook his head and said, "Kason told me to be prepared at night. If chaos breaks out, I will take the opportunity to kill all the sons of Gelusha."

"Chaos? What do you mean?"

"have no idea!"

Yunchu stared at Jiesga's eyes for a long time before lowering his head and staring at the firelight in the fire pit without saying a word.

Jiesika didn't know when he left. When he left, Yunchu was still deep in thought. Only Selema followed him out.

The Uighur people say that they are the descendants of wolves, so the Sai people are now starting to say that they are the descendants of wolves.

Yunchu didn't know whether reproductive isolation worked in this strange world. The answer given by the Uighur people was that it didn't work.

As long as a woman sleeps with a wolf, a werewolf will be born, and as long as a man sleeps with a sheep, a sheep-headed man will be born. There are even some Huihe people who want to pioneer the eagle, horse, yak, and snow leopard. Sleep and see if they can give birth to new powerful offspring. They not only think this way, but also put it into practice... Many people die every year.

Although the above words are absurd, the Uighur people are serious. According to their tribal legends, the earliest Uighur ancestor was a woman who gave birth to a son for the wife of a wolf, and eventually multiplied into a powerful Uighur tribe.

Therefore, every year, many Huihe women take the initiative to walk into the wolf pack, hoping to be favored by the wolf king...

Even women are so adventurous. How could such a group lack any adventurous spirit?