Yan Mo was surprised, it's not surprising that the two recognized the bone vessel, but why did they say so
When he looked up at the two of them, he understood their thoughts with just a little speculation.
When the two men shouted that this was a bone vessel, their eyes were on the long-haired young man from the Dingyue tribe.
They didn't believe that the Dingyue tribe didn't know that it was a bone artifact. After all, as long as it was a large tribe that had developed a lot or had contact with the three cities, it was basically impossible not to know the existence of the bone artifact.
The features of the bone artifacts are obvious. Apart from the two of them present, the elder Mogan must have seen it too, but he didn't say it, and they don't know about the others, but since they can come to this tent, they don't care about anyone Will ignore, even the youngest and most ignorant Jiuyuan boy.
Moreover, the two of them didn't know the purpose of this bone tool, even if it was broken, it would not cause any loss to the two tribes. On the contrary, the purpose of the Dingyue tribe made them more curious and vigilant.
If the Dingyue Tribe knew it was a bone vessel, but took it out as goods, what was the reason? If they don't know, what will they do when they know
Yan Mo noticed that when the long-haired young man heard that the disc was a bone vessel, his eyes quickly glanced at the cool and handsome man.
"So this is a bone vessel." The long-haired young man smiled, "Since the two elders can see that it is a bone vessel, then they also know what it is useful for?"
The elder of the Snake People clan is a beautiful lady who still has the charm of a young lady. She was the first to shake her head, "I don't know."
The elders of the Huangjing tribe also shook their heads, "I can't tell."
The eyes of the elder of the Snake People Tribe passed Yan Mo's hand that was still pressing on Yuanpan. She knew that the young man was a rare bone craftsman, but she didn't say anything, and she didn't even intend to ask.
Yan Mo was originally worried that the snake-human race would ask him to identify them rashly, or call out his identity as a bone tooler, but he did not expect the other party to remain silent.
No matter what the other party's thoughts were, it was true that he kept his secret temporarily and protected him, and he accepted it as a good intention.
When the long-haired youth looked at the elder Mogan again, Yan Mo opened the guide to the third item in his mind, and he was not sure if the guide would give an explanation, after all, this thing is not a naturally generated item.
— tell me what is this
—Inquiry objects, man-made objects, do not belong to the scope of the guideline inquiry.
Yan Mo was a little disappointed, but he was mentally prepared before asking, and didn't show his disappointment on the surface.
Over there, Elder Mogan and the elders of the other three tribes also expressed that they could not see what it was.
Just as Yan Mo withdrew his hand, his stomach was suddenly hit hard by the Fruit of Witch Luck.
"Oh!" Yan Mo covered his stomach.
The long-haired young man's eyes fell on him, and Yuan Zhan had already appeared beside Yan Mo with a gallop, and pulled him away from the disc, "What's wrong?"
Cold sweat flowed from Yan Mo's forehead, he gritted his teeth and said: "No, what, just a stomachache."
The stomach was almost pierced by that bastard Wu Guo just now!
Everyone looked at Yan Mo together, and Tu Hou and Bai Yan, who had friendship with him, also approached him.
Seeing Mo's mouth shape, Yuan Zhan understood. But for that fruit, he wanted to teach him a lesson, but he had nowhere to start, so he could only hug his little priest with one arm like a child, and pat his back for comfort. By the way, when will his son come out? It's too much trouble to stay in Mo's stomach all the time.
Yuan Zhan carried the boy back to his original position, and directly got a chair for him to sit on.
A chair grew from the ground out of thin air, and those who had poor concentration or had never seen the blood fighters in action all let out small exclamations. Fortunately, most of the tents were knowledgeable people, and they didn't lose their composure. , but the expressions of the long-haired youth and the cool man have changed slightly.
Yan Mo nestled in the chair, cursing in his heart, "Be more honest, you bastard!" Otherwise, don't even think about it in the future! '
'want… '
'I want your head! Say what is this? Don't say you never want to see it again! '
'… Door… '
'Door? To be clear, what door? '
'... door... eat...'
What's the meaning? Could it be that the disk is a door leading to the things Wuguo loves to eat all over the place? Or does his fruit want to eat this door
Yan Mo asked a few more times, but the Fruit of Witch Luck did not have the help of Dudu's consciousness, so it seemed difficult to express what he wanted to express clearly.
Yan Mo took the opportunity to call his son, but the consciousness he suspected to be his son refused to come out no matter what.
Yan Mo asked Wu Guo where his son was again, but Wu Guo refused to say anything this time.
Everyone in the tent saw Yan Mo sitting on a chair with his stomach in pain, and the tall man beside him kept rubbing his back, as if trying to make him feel better. After a while, the boy Only slowly recovered.
"Sorry for delaying everyone, I'm fine, maybe I ate something unclean at noon." Yan Mo straightened his body and said weakly to everyone.
Iroha came out from behind the stone platform, apologetic and angry, "Those damned slaves! As long as you don't stare at them, they will make trouble for you. Mo Da, those slaves were given to you by me, they If you don’t know how to do things, I will take them back and punish them heavily, and I will replace you with a few more obedient and sensible ones.”
Yan Mo waved his hand, "No need to take it back, since you gave me those six slaves, if they did something wrong, I will punish and discipline them."
Iroha heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He came out because he heard the boy said that he ate something unclean, and he was worried that the other party would blame the six slaves for his fault. It was nothing to blame the slaves, but the six slaves He sent it there, and he didn't want Jiuyuan or any other tribe to misunderstand that he was trying to poison people with slaves.
"However..." Yan Mo dragged his voice slightly, showing a weak smile, "If the slaves of Mogan are like the ones you gave me before, I don't dare to ask for them anymore."
Iroha Xin said that it was too early for her to feel relieved, and some people who looked like good people turned out to be particularly bad, such as the boy in front of her. "Don't worry, the same thing will never happen again."
"That's good, I just ordered a batch of slaves with you. I don't want all the slaves to run away halfway through the return journey, or even turn around and kill us and escape."
Iroha felt several stinging gazes, and couldn't express the pain in his heart. If it wasn't for showing the strength and wealth of Morgan, and at the same time for the convenience of monitoring and making friends with this seemingly powerful tribe that came for the first time, he wouldn't have At the meeting, he rushed to deliver six slaves. He had also delivered them before, but nothing happened. Even if something happened, they would not really find him who gave them away for the sake of Morgan Gan.
After Yan Mo thought that with this, the price of war slaves could be lowered a little later, he didn't hold on to this matter anymore, and with one sentence, everyone turned their attention from him to the long-haired youth of the Dingyue tribe body.
"Everyone can't recognize this thing. What about the other things? Just take them all out, so as not to regret changing them later when there are better things, it's better to take them all out and let everyone choose, and save time."
The long-haired youth frowned, wanting to refuse.
But Yan Mo's statement is in the interests of everyone except the Dingyue Tribe. At the moment, other people don't give the long-haired youth a chance to speak, and they all express that they will do so.
The elder Mogan still acted humanely: "This little brother from Jiuyuan doesn't seem to be feeling well. Let's solve it sooner, so he can go back to rest earlier."
"That's right. Although the things and bone tools in the ruins are good, I don't know what they are useful for. We will put them back when we exchange them, but it would be a pity if we just let them go. Why don't you take all the things you want to exchange?" Come out, we will trade with you if we like it, so we don’t have to regret it later.”
Seeing what everyone said, the long-haired youth had no choice but to open the other three packages no matter how reluctant he was. However, before opening the package, he took another look at the cool man, and seeing that the other party did not object, he continued to move his hands.
The second package was opened, revealing a board and thin sticks made of the same material as the disc.
The long-haired young man said: "This was found in another cave. We Dawu speculate that this is probably some kind of spell-casting device. This thin stick can be inserted into the board like this. You see, these two things are rounder than the one just now." There are more engravings on the plate."
The long-haired youth raised the strange instrument.
The others were still bewildered, but this time Yan Mo was refreshed.
He'd seen something similar in a museum! Although the shapes are slightly different, they are basically the same.
If the bone plate didn't have those scratches, he might not be able to remember it for a while, but after seeing those scratches and the symbols that resemble patterns and words beside the scratches, he can almost conclude that the second item is what.
"Can anyone see what this is?" the long-haired youth looked around the crowd without hope.
Everyone frowned slightly.
"Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't exchange them. If someone can tell the purpose and usage of these things, we, Ding Yue, will give other good things to those who tell."
"What good thing?" A warrior leader from the Yeqiu tribe showed a greedy look, "Is it the jewelry you hang on your body? I heard that you have any bronze utensils? Show us?"
The long-haired youth seemed to have expected to be asked such a question, and he said calmly, "Yes, it's the bronze utensils, the same ones we wear on our bodies."
He beckoned, and a soldier behind him handed him a package.
The long-haired youth opened it in front of everyone, and took out a bunch of copper pieces wrapped in leather ropes. These copper pieces were polished better than the ornaments they wore, and looked shiny in the light of the fire.
This rare material with bright light is obviously liked by everyone, and the long-haired young man also generously let everyone pass this copper necklace.
Yan Mo sneered in his heart, cunning Dingyue tribe! He thought that if the opponent didn't take out the bronze weapon, at least he could get a copper pot, a copper shovel and the like. But there are many ignorant people in this world, and there are also many smart people. What he can think of, others may not be able to think of it.
The long-haired youth took out several copper bracelets, anklets and other accessories, all of which were shiny.
"Apart from bone wares, do you also exchange copper wares?" Several tribes asked the same question.
The long-haired youth forced a smile. He didn't want to exchange copperware at all before, but he was called out by the boy before, so now he can only take out these things to block the curiosity and greed of these people.
"Also, but we don't bring much, and these bronze wares are very difficult to make. It takes us a long time to get a piece of copper. Every time we make bronze wares, we have to use many slaves to sacrifice to heaven and earth and ours. God of the mountain." This is true, as firing copper requires a lot of firewood, and forging it is not easy. If their tribe hadn't discovered the god-blood warrior who could control copper tools under the guidance of the previous priest, their copper mountain would still be just a copper mountain. Bronze weapons!
"Do you produce copper in your mountains?" Yan Mo asked quickly.
The long-haired young man's eyelids twitched. He had spoken vaguely enough, but he didn't want the people here to find out where their bronze wares came from and how they were forged. But that strange young man not only told them that the ornaments on their bodies were bronze wares, but now he even knew that their copper came from the mountains near where they lived.
kill him!
This idea suddenly appeared in the long-haired youth's mind, and it became more and more popular.
He could also feel the murderous intent coming from his partner behind him, that man wanted to kill that young man who knew too much and was already a threat to them just like him!
"Crash!" The stone platform in front of the long-haired young man suddenly turned into sand, everything on the stone platform fell to the ground, and the bronze utensils clashed with each other.
Everyone in the tent moved at this moment, and the warrior leaders of all clans immediately protected the important figures of their clan behind them and drew their weapons.
The Morgans were the most nervous, they stared closely at the two of Jiuyuan.
Half of the Dingyue warriors went to protect the long-haired young man, and the other half went to grab the bone and bronze utensils on the ground.
The Yeqiu tribe was obviously moved by the things that fell on the ground, but they held back. Going up to snatch it on such an occasion is really a stupid thing that a fool would do!
Seeing this situation, Caiyu immediately looked at Qi Yuan and the soldiers he brought for help.
The corner of Qi Yuan's mouth twitched, and he also saw the killing intent of the long-haired young man towards the priest of Jiuyuan. It's a pity that no one present except him knew that one of the two men was the leader of the tribe, and the other was the priest of such a big tribe.
Put murderous intent on other priests? Is it easy to be the leader of Jiuyuan, a high-ranking blood warrior? He even attacks me, Morgan, if he wants to attack, and he will take you, a Dingyue tribe who is not far away from him, in his eyes
Qi Yuan also admired these two, a leader and a priest, for running out so far.
At the same time, I couldn't help but think viciously: Aren't they afraid of dying outside, and that's the end of their tribe? But it would be great if this is the case, they will be able to occupy the land of Jiuyuan, and then slowly search for the origin of red salt.
Qi Yuan wanted to see what the two of them would do, so he pretended not to see Cai Yu's anxious eyes.
Caiyu saw that Qi Yuan didn't move, so he couldn't stand up immediately.
The Morgans don't move, and people from other tribes don't speak well.
The situation was a little tense.
An absent-minded "ah" sounded suddenly.
Yan Mo sat cross-legged on the chair and said in surprise: "Why did they all fall to the ground? This table is really not strong."
Immediately he poked the young man beside him, "Azhan, let's help him make a sturdy one. I'm still waiting to see what's in the next two packages."
Everyone, "..." Do you think that if you say that, we don't know that you are the one who turned the table into sand
"Ok."
As soon as the sound fell, the soldiers of the Dingyue tribe were still bending over to pick up the bone and bronze wares on the ground. The fine white sand suddenly rose up and turned into a stone platform. Some things were still placed on the stone platform, except for a little scattered point.
The long-haired young man held back his anger, and the face of Brother Ku behind him was even colder, but he didn't move rashly, because he knew that he might not be the opponent of the barbarian, and he didn't want Ding Yue to be the target of public criticism.
"Papa!" Yan Mo clapped his hands, "Okay, the table has been restored, I said brother Dingyue, if you don't want to kill me for the time being, then open the two packages below as well, don't inhale and exhale there gone."
The long-haired young man had blue veins on his forehead, it was the first time he hated someone so much! Incomparable!
Tuhou laughed sullenly, he was indeed a boy who was about the same age as his bastard brother, and he was good at making people angry.
Others, "..." If this is my brat, he must be caught and beaten up! It's so hateful!
Yuan Zhan reached out and touched the head of his uncle priest, and smiled grimly at Ding Yue and the others. Think I'm a threat? That's why you are not worthy of Mo Mo's move now! Jiuyuan doesn't take the initiative to cause trouble, but with him and Mo Mo, he is not afraid of trouble.