Yan Mo didn't think too much about what to do with Yuan Zhan in the future.
From the beginning of knowing each other to the present, he was neither surprised nor surprised.
If he hadn't seen Yuan Zhan again after being captured by Jiufeng, the two would have lost the chance to get along for so long. After he gained strength, seeing Yuan Zhan probably didn't kill him would also make him try. Taste the humiliation he had suffered at the beginning.
But Jiu Feng was troublesome, so it was fine to arrest Meng, and Yuan Zhan was also brought over.
At that time, he had to restrain his desire for revenge. In order to increase his chances of survival, he even gave the other party a chance to become stronger and helped him heal Chen Ji.
Perhaps in the process of helping the other party become stronger and treating the other party's illness, he has already overwhelmed the other party psychologically, restored the dignity that was once damaged, and once again put himself in the position of the master.
When you are not as good as your enemy, you will hate and suffer, and the more you cannot revenge the other party, the more you will torture yourself psychologically.
But when you stand at a height where you can despise the enemy, when you find that you can easily control the life and death of the enemy, the hatred does not exist, but it will gradually fade, because you no longer bother to hate, it is like you are stung by an ant After a while, would you hate ants to death
Yan Mo is very clear about what kind of person he is. He used to have doubts, but now that he has sorted out his feelings, he is sure that his feelings for Yuan Zhan are not due to the influence of Stockholm Syndrome.
The reason why he likes this person is that apart from the fact that Yuan Zhan treats him well and treats him well compared to other primitive people, the main reason is because of his own strength.
He is such a person. If he can't surpass and control the other party physically and even spiritually, he will never lower his head.
If he is a slave, he will never fall in love with his master, no matter how good and trusting that so-called master is to him.
But if he is a priest, it is not difficult to fall in love with a young leader who is deeply influenced by him, and even his emotions and anger are controlled by him.
It's like when you meet a beast, the beast wants to eat you, hurt you, hunt you down, you will hate it and want to kill it, but when you become strong enough to catch it and tame it, let it become become your most loyal partner, are you willing to kill it
Yuan Zhan and him, he and Yuan Zhan; Jiu Feng and him, he and Jiu Feng; aren't they all similar relationships
"Jie!"
"Nine Winds are back!" Ding Fei jumped up.
Yan Mo quickly ran up the stairs to the second floor, followed by Yuan Zhan, and added another staircase to the roof on the second floor.
One of the six slaves sent by Caiyu seemed to want to follow upstairs, but was stopped by Ding Ning and Ding Fei.
The slave shrank his body and hurried away.
Ding Ning and Ding Fei originally wanted to go up to see what Jiu Feng brought back, but this time he didn't move, and stood guard at the stairs.
Da He glanced over the six slaves, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Yan Mo stood on the roof and waved to Jiu Feng.
The huge Nine Winds hovered in the sky, and its huge figure aroused the fear of the Morgans. Besides the market, many people also ran out of the Morgan tribe.
It's enough to show off and threaten to this extent, Yan Mo didn't want Morgan to take Jiufeng as the target of attack, so he put his finger into his mouth and blew a whistle.
"call out!"
When Jiufeng heard the whistle, he leaned over and rushed down, holding two large bags in his paws. Because the bags were relatively light, he didn't let go of his paws until he almost fell to the top of the second floor.
"Human-faced bird! It's a human-faced bird!"
There were screams in the market, many people fell down, and some people hid in tents and other places. The slaves were most afraid, and some tribes used to give people directly to these giant beasts or birds of prey as sacrifices.
And anyone with a little common sense knows that in this world, most creatures with human faces or human bodies are favored by gods, and almost every one of them has a natural ability of divine blood. In many tribes, they are the ancestors of the entire tribe. Symbols, even they themselves are gods worshiped by the tribe.
The Morgans are already calling for fighters.
The faces of the snake people are also ugly. They are naturally afraid of the huge eagle-peng giant bird. The huge figure that swoops down has already posed an absolute threat to them, but fortunately they have an earthen house and a crypt. Birds are very aggressive, and they are not without the ability to maneuver.
The Tuya and Yanshan tribes who are next door to Jiuyuan are the most unlucky and the most responsive.
The Yanshan tribe panicked for a while, and many people even overturned the salt baskets when they fled to the distance.
The Tuya tribe is much better. Judging from their actions, it can be seen that they are usually well-trained for such critical situations. They all looked for places that were convenient for hiding and attacking.
But before everyone got ready to attack, the huge human-faced bird suddenly disappeared when it was about to fly to the top of the second earthen building, leaving only two huge linen packages on the roof. The two huge packages were also missing, as if they had been dragged into the earthen house.
Iroha cursed in her heart, and ran towards this side while cursing.
Damn, if you are so arrogant and so good at making troubles, you must be from Sancheng!
You are greedy for enjoyment and love to show off, so it's fine to build a second floor of earth, but you even got a giant human face!
You'd better not only be able to help people build houses, but at least have some good goods that you can sell, otherwise...
Otherwise, Caiyu only dared to think about it in his heart. He knew very well that with the strength shown by the Jiuyuan tribe, even if they didn't bring any good things, Mogan and he still had to be polite to them.
What Caiyu thought in her heart was exactly what Yan Mo wanted. He didn't stop Yuan Zhannong from excavating the second floor of the earth, and asked Jiu Feng to return to his original form for a trip, which was more or less showing off his strength.
People can be deceiving, and judging people by their clothes is not the characteristic of people in the civilized era of his original world.
Even primitive people will judge whether your tribe is strong and rich by looking at whether your fur is good, whether you have a lot of fat on your body, and whether your weapons are sharp enough.
If you act weaker than the other party? what! Then you just wait for those primitive people to rob and kill your tribe, even if they are alive, they can only be their slaves.
When Caiyu ran to the second floor of the earth, he failed to enter, and Dahe stopped him.
Ding Ning and Ding Fei are calling the slaves to carry the linen parcels from the second floor to the earth platform.
"Honored guest, is that giant human-faced roc your little god?" Although Caiyu used interrogative sentences, he already had the answer in his heart.
He remembered very clearly that Jiuyuan and his party did not bring any goods when they came, but just now the giant human-faced roc grabbed two large packages at its feet. It must be Jiuyuan's goods, so the giant human-faced roc obviously also belongs to Jiuyuan.
Dahe laughed, "Oh, you said our mountain god Jiufeng-sama."
Iroha waited for quite a while, and didn't hear Dahe's second sentence, so she couldn't help laughing, "Guests, this is your first time here, and you don't know some rules of our market, because there are many tribes here, big and small, some We can't even say enough, so after discussing with several big tribes, we stipulated that when entering the market, all tribes are not allowed to bring in aggressive war beasts, let alone small gods. Destruction, let alone hunting around the market or even the Morgan."
Da He, "Oh."
Caiyu endured, "I hope you can restrain your little god."
Dahe said with a serious face, "No one can restrain the mountain god." Except our priest who is favored by the ancestor god.
Iroha endured it again, "If your mountain god hurts people in the market, or hunts nearby, we Morgan..."
"What are you doing, Morgan?" Yan Mo walked down from the second floor with the little black bird on his head.
"You didn't write down your rules clearly at the gate of the market, and you didn't let people spread your rules to the world. How will we know when we come here for the first time? Besides, Lord Jiufeng is a mountain god. What's so good about you Moore?" Something worth hunting? Human flesh? Our Lord Jiufeng has eaten so much that we don’t even want to eat it anymore!”
"Jie! Momo, I haven't eaten Twolegs, I've only caught, pecked, and slapped them to death." The little black bird expressed dissatisfaction with the nonsense of the little domesticated Twolegs, and pulled his hair with its hooked beak.
Yan Mo's scalp was so painful that he had to pretend to be calm and superior.
Caiyu's eyes fell on the top of the young man's head. The missing roc bird, the extra human-faced little black bird... can actually become bigger and smaller, as expected of a mountain god!
Yuan Zhan followed him down the second floor, seeing Cai Yu's flickering eyes staring at Yan Mo, he didn't want to let out his hostility directly.
The arrogance of the seventh-level blood warrior is not something ordinary people can bear. Ding Ning, Ding Fei and the others are used to it, but it's okay, the six slaves just limp on the ground.
Iroha took a step back, only feeling his knees go weak, if he hadn't quickly reached out to support the pillar in the middle of the second floor, he might have knelt down.
Iroha's face changed again and again, and finally forced a three-point smile for him, "Sorry, it was my negligence. But there are many tribes in the market, please feel wronged by the mountain god, don't change back to the original body, Otherwise, it would be difficult for me to explain, and these six slaves will be my apology to the Mountain God.”
The body of the six slaves trembled more and more. The slave who wanted to keep up with the second floor suddenly raised his head and looked at Caiyu with disbelief, as if he hadn't expected that the other party would send him out just like that.
Cai Yu didn't even look at the six slaves. He bowed his head to Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo again, took a quick look at some of the goods that had been laid out, and left.
The strange thing is, apart from Caiyu running over, neither the Snake People diagonally opposite nor the Tuya Clan next door sent anyone over, let alone the other tribes, who only dared to look around from a distance.
The people of the Yanshan tribe ran away and gradually came back. They looked at the second floor of the earth next to them with awe in their eyes. They didn't take up a lot of space, but there was nearly two meters of space between the second floor and the second floor of the earth. distance.
This little episode ends here.
Ding Ning Ding Fei couldn't understand the weakness of the six slaves, so he stretched out his hand to pull them and let them rest - they were worried about letting these slaves touch their goods, and would rather be busy by themselves.
The six slaves were even more frightened, and the bodies that had just stood up became half shorter again. The six of them knelt in the corner and shivered, and a young boy was still crying. In the conversation with Mo Da, I thought that I was going to be fed as food to the mountain god Jiufeng who is used to eating human flesh.
Yan Mo and the others didn't bother with the six slaves. Although Cai Yu said that he had given all the six slaves to Jiuyuan, Yan Mo hadn't figured out how to arrange them.
Ding Ning and Ding Fei opened the sackcloth bag and together with Da He took out the contents and put them on the soil platform, Yuan Zhan also helped to tidy them up. At this time, the tribal leaders enjoyed little blessings. Although they occupied the title of leaders, they actually worked more than ordinary tribesmen, and they had to lead the way when fighting and hunting.
Yan Mo, the priest, was much better. He wanted to help, but Da He and others stopped him together. Yuan Zhan even made a chair for him to sit and play with Jiu Feng.
Yan Mo couldn't laugh or cry, he just had enough to eat and he didn't really want to move, so he hugged Jiufeng in his arms and nestled in the chair with it to take a nap.
Jiufeng pawed at Yan Mo's lapel, forced himself into his arms, turned his buttocks, exposed only his head, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.
Yuan Zhan really wanted to take out the little fat bird that had invaded his territory and throw it away, but seeing that Yan Mo also closed his eyes and went to rest, he had to endure it.
The hands and feet of the four people in the shop were even lighter, and even their voices were deliberately lowered.
Those six slaves looked at all the income in the store, and naturally put the only young man who didn't have to work in the highest position.
After Yan Mo woke up that afternoon, he didn't go anywhere, but stayed at the pharmacy on the second floor.
He actually came prepared for this trade fair, but most of what he brought was red salt, but Yuan Zhan said that the red salt could not be exchanged openly, and the bones that took up a lot of his pockets could not be taken out at will. , he can only temporarily prepare some other things.
And the finished product is always better than the raw material value and earns more.
Yan Mo didn't want to just sell herbal medicines and medicine raw materials, so he had to be busy and rushed to make some medicines that were easier to make.
In the end, Jiuyuan displayed the most goods on the surface were ready-made cotton and linen single clothes, leather clothes and cotton clothes, followed by various medicines, and thirdly various small daily objects including stone plates, wooden bowls, combs, cloth belts and so on.
In the evening, the empty stall opposite Jiuyuan and next door to the snake people was also occupied by the new tribe.
The newcomers were very curious about the second floor of the earth opposite, and some people came here to have a look around.
Yuan Zhan stood at the window on the second floor, holding a deep-mouthed stone mortar in his left hand, and a stone pestle in his right hand. While grinding the bones in the mortar into powder with the stone pestle, he looked down and said, "Another big tribe, very powerful, Maybe from far away"
"Oh, how do you tell?" Yan Mo, who was boiling the ointment, raised his head.
"They have Yuanjing ornaments on their bodies, just like Duofei. The Snake People also have Yuanjing ornaments on their bodies, but not as many as them. That Caiyu has been with them all the time, smiling so much that her face is wrinkled."
"Not the Three Cities?"
Yuan Zhan shook his head, "Three Cities have always been high above them, it is impossible for them to come to participate in some tribal markets, and Mogan and other big tribes would not want them to come."
Yan Mo's hand stirring the stone pot paused slightly, also, if he had a high-end purchase channel like Sancheng, he would naturally not want such a channel to fall into the hands of others. Monopoly has always been the most profitable business, there is no one. As long as other tribes cannot contact the three cities, Morgan and others can "purchase" from the three cities, and naturally they can offer whatever price they want.
There was nothing to say all night, and the next day, the market was full, and all the stalls were occupied, and even some small tribes who came here temporarily had no place, so they could only squeeze together a few tribes.
It was just a little light, and the market was already full of noise.
The owner's scolding and whipping, the slave's crying and begging for mercy, the animal's painful wailing and roaring, and all kinds of shouting made the whole market come alive.
Slaves, war beasts, camel beasts, dried meat, fur, bones, medicinal herbs, dried fruits, living utensils and even weapons... Many things that were hidden and hidden yesterday were all revealed today.
Meimei slept all night, and Yan Mo, who had a full breakfast, was full of energy. With a wave of his hand, Jiufeng stopped on his shoulders, and man-eating bees hung on his back. Behind him was a seventh-level blood warrior. That's it. Go into the market to hunt for treasure and pick up the missing ones.