The chief returned to normal, and the Heishui people were overjoyed. They came forward to greet him and explained to him in a hurry.
The chief was confused and yelled for everyone to get out of the way, and pointed to the river bank to make him explain things clearly.
He An then told everything about him from being bitten by Momonga up to now.
The chief remembers the previous events clearly, but what he doesn't remember clearly is only the events of these two days.
"You saved me?" Chief Blackwater looked at Yan Mo again. He didn't seem to even look at Jiufeng on Yan Mo's head. He didn't know if he ignored it deliberately or for other reasons.
Jiufeng squatted on Yan Mo's head and stared at Chief Blackwater. He was very curious about this two-legged monster whose spitting could corrode the ground.
Yan Mo has been observing the Chief of Blackwater. Rabies patients are not completely unconscious when they attack. When they enter the second stage, some patients' nerves are severely damaged, which will cause confusion, but some patients can go from beginning to end. These patients are the most pitiful, because they are sober but unable to control their behavior, they can only soberly experience the process of their own death.
And Blackwater Chief is clearly a precedent.
"You are very lucky." Yan Mo sighed.
Chief Blackwater touched his mutilated ear. The wound on his face and the broken leg were still there. These reminded him that what he experienced was not a dream.
"I was cursed by the beast god, and you still say I'm lucky?" Chief Blackwater probably encountered the word luck for the first time, but Yan Mo's ability allowed him to understand the meaning of the word, which made him curl his lips.
Are you not lucky enough? You are the only person who survived rabies that I have witnessed in my past life and this life. Do you know how many coincidences it takes to have this result
"Chief!" He An and several Heishui people glared at the man disapprovingly, "You can no longer be disrespectful to the beast god!"
"Where did I disrespect him? Hey, old man..."
"Chief! This is the great witch of Jiuyuan!" He An wanted to remind him that the beast crouching on the head of the big witch was the messenger of the beast god, but he shut up considering the taboo of his own chief.
The chief of Blackwater rolled his eyes, "I know, you told me. Old... big witch, you saved me, tell me, what do you want? Let me tell you first, we don't have women and slaves for you, and neither do Yuanjing coins. Many, we are very poor in Heishui."
Yuan Zhan really wanted to beat someone up, and Chief Blackwater should be a good opponent.
Yan Mo said indifferently: "Your leg is broken, will anyone in your tribe treat the broken bone?"
"You know how to cure it? Then you can help me cure it together." Chief Blackwater said rather rascally.
Yuan Zhan suddenly said: "Seventh-level blood warrior?"
Chief Heishui's eyes changed slightly, and he immediately looked at Yuan Zhan.
Yuan Zhan knew that he wondered how he could see his details, but he didn't say anything, but instead said: "Your divine blood ability is very powerful. Could it be that your saliva and blood have the ability to corrode? What is your attack method?" ? It’s not spitting, is it?”
Yan Mo smiled. He had seen the Blackwater people stuff their chief's mouth with animal skins before, and he thought it was because they were afraid of being bitten. It turned out that they were not afraid of being bitten, but were afraid of being spit by their chief
Chief Blackwater laughed angrily, "You think I'll say it?"
Yuan Zhan, "We can fight."
"I'm still injured, so I can't fight you." Blackwater Chief refused rascally.
Seeing him like that, Yan Mo couldn't help poking his injured leg with a bone stick in his hand, "Does it hurt?"
Chief Blackwater let out an "ow", slapped the animal skin under his body, and roared, "Of course it hurts!"
"Do you want to cure it?"
"want!"
The old man smiled and said, "Then it's cured, you and Ah Zhan can fight."
Chief Blackwater groaned, "Then wait until you cure me."
The people in Blackwater are confused, their chief seems to have been bullied? Do you want to help? But it is their benefactor who bullies others, what should we do
But when they saw that the old witch had bullied their chief, they went to check his injured leg very seriously, and immediately gave up the idea of helping the chief to regain face.
Yan Mo asked Chief Blackwater to stretch out his right leg and check the severity of his fracture by touching it with his hands.
Fortunately, it wasn't broken very badly, and the bones weren't completely broken. His clansmen also fixed him a little bit, and he just needed to correct it and fix it again.
During this period, Yuan Zhan also squatted on the ground and continued to chat happily with Chief Heishui, "Hey, there is a big difference in strength between you and your clansmen, why?"
"Where do you say you are from? Jiuyuan?" Chief Blackwater forced himself not to look at the little bird on the old man's head. Never heard the name of your tribe? Where are you from?"
Yuan Zhan said casually: "The end of the black water."
"Up or down?"
Yuan Zhan considered that this place was on the upper reaches of the Heishui River, so he replied, "Go down."
"Ha!" Blackwater chief Zhang waved his hand suddenly, "Everyone go to the next room, don't crowd here, do what you should do, stay on the river bank. Also, everything that happened here today is not allowed Talk outside. If anyone dares to chatter outside, I will eat him raw!"
"Yes." The people of Heishui took orders together, including the slaves, all left. Some went out to do errands, and some moved into another house, leaving only the river bank.
Jiu Feng flew up and let out a strange "Jie Jie" laugh, he felt that the two-legged monster seemed to be afraid of him.
Yan Mo took care of Chief Blackwater's wound, stood up and beat his back.
Yuan Zhan quickly stood up and helped him massage his waist.
Chief Blackwater looked at his injured leg. He wondered if it was a psychological effect. He felt much more comfortable than before. He immediately dragged his leg and leaned against the wall. Rod."
Yuan Zhan disliked the thin animal skin, so he took the futon that Yan Mo used before and put it on it, and then let Yan Mo sit on it.
Yuan Zhan casually sat down next to Yan Mo, not forgetting to continue massaging his waist.
The chief of Blackwater saw all these in his eyes, "There is no one else, tell me, what is your purpose?"
Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo looked at each other, what do you mean
Chief Blackwater squinted his eyes when he saw the expressions of the two men, "He An, what requirements did they ask before making the move?"
He An lifted the fur at the base of the wall, took out two sweet sticks, and covered it with the fur. Hearing the chief's question, he hurried over and said, "Chief, they haven't made a request yet."
Chief Blackwater's expression was cracked, as if he couldn't believe that the two of them helped him get rid of the beast god's curse without asking anything.
He An warmly greeted Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan, "This is a special product of our tribe. We call it sweet stick. You eat it. Peel off the outer skin and eat the core inside. Oh, you can't eat the core either, just eat it. Chew the water and drink it, the water from this sweet stick is delicious, sweet!"
The purpose of Yan Mo's visit today is this sweet stem, and he took it and looked it over carefully, yes, it should be the kind of plant he expected.
Sweet stalk, also called sweet sorghum, is one of the varieties of sorghum. It can be planted in the north and is not picky about the soil. Its growth period is only two months, and it will be mature after two months. When harvested at the right time, two to three crops can be harvested. It can be planted for two seasons in warm places, and only one season in cold places. The sweetness is not as strong as sugarcane, but it can also be used as sugar, wine, vinegar, feed, etc.
The beauty of the sweet pole is that it can be used both up and down. The upper pole can bear sorghum rice, and the lower pole can be used as sugar cane.
Before encountering sugarcane and beet sugar plants, as long as the cultivation time is controlled, sweet stalks can become one of the important grain products of Jiuyuan.
Yuan Zhan looked at Yan Mo, can this thing be eaten
Yan Mo nodded. This thing can be eaten as long as it is not damaged or moldy. If it can be stored, it will be fine for a winter.
Afraid that they would not eat it, He An grabbed a pole and broke it in two, bit off the outer green skin with his teeth, and handed it to Yan Mo.
Yan Mo handed it over to Yuan Zhan, his teeth were still there, but he didn't want to test their firmness at all.
Jiufeng's head turned accordingly, he hadn't eaten it yet, so he really wanted to peck at it.
Yuan Zhan didn't care about the little saliva, he opened his mouth and took a big bite, imitating how the river bank chewed, then he spit out the dregs with a rare surprise on his face, and said, "It's really sweet, a different sweetness from honeydew melon."
"Delicious?" An unconscious smile appeared on Yan Mo's face.
"good."
Yan Mo knew that his food was good only because it was delicious, and this guy didn't want the people of Heishui to see that he attached great importance to this plant.
"If you like it, I will give you all these sweet sticks." Chief Blackwater was surprisingly generous.
He An was taken aback, "Chief, what is left here is what we want to trade in Heitu City..." You don't need to give them all away, right
Chief Blackwater snorted coldly, "Then tell me, I have one life, what do you give to thank them?"
The river bank is scratching their heads. Their tribe is indeed relatively poor. Other tribes also have fur, bones, and feathers. The people of Heitucheng can also hunt. The only thing they can trade and make the people of Heitucheng like it is sweet sticks.
Yan Mo asked in a timely manner: "Do you have any fruits from this plant?"
Chief Blackwater looked at him playfully, "Do you want seeds?"
Yan Mo didn't hide anything, "Yes." This Blackwater chief seems to be very different from his people, not only his seventh-level strength exposed by Yuan Zhan, but also his way of speaking and thinking, which doesn't seem simple and honest of the Heishui people.
"I can give you some seeds as a reward for saving me, but for the planting method, you need to trade with something else."
"Yes." He has a guide, so he doesn't need any planting methods. When the seeds are available, his goal will be achieved.
"Where are you from?" The chief of Blackwater asked curiously, "Let's not talk about the tribe at the end of Blackwater. I know all the people there. There is no such tribe as Jiuyuan, whether upstream or downstream."
"How do you know? Could it be that you have traveled the entire upper and lower reaches of the Heishui River?" Yuan Zhan propped up one leg, chewing on a sweet stick, with an extremely relaxed expression.
Seeing Yuan Zhan like this, Chief Blackwater's tense muscles slowly relaxed, "Since you can see that I am a seventh-level blood warrior, then you should also know that it is impossible for a tribe like ours to produce high-level warriors. "
Yan Mo thought of the information he had collected in Morgan, "You were picked up by people from the Three Cities?"
"That's right, I awakened my bloodline ability when I was only this young." Chief Blackwater raised his hand and gestured for a height, which was only a little over one meter. "Our old priest at that time heard people say that people like me Sending people to the three cities would be of great benefit to the tribe, so he took me to Gaogang City, the lower city closest to our Heishui. Then I stayed in Gaogang until people from my tribe came to me for help , said that a hostile tribe attacked Heishui, and the people of Heishui could hardly hold on."
Chief Heishui suddenly smiled and said, "You are not from Sancheng. People from Sancheng never call themselves from Sancheng. They clearly distinguish between upper, middle and lower ranks, and no confusion is allowed."
Yan Mo didn't answer immediately, but just smiled.
He An interjected, with a reverent expression on his face: "The chief came back and quickly repelled the enemy. After that, the tribes around us didn't dare to provoke us anymore. We were just a tribe. After the chief came back, he subdued all the surrounding tribes. became a tribe."
Chief Heishui didn't show any complacency on his face, he just lazily continued: "I can know that you are not from the vicinity of Heishui River, because our Heishui Tribe is located in the lower reaches of Heishui River, and there are many people in Gaogang City. Not many people from other tribes, none of them mentioned Jiuyuan."
Yan Mo didn't speak, and Yuan Zhan didn't relieve Chief Heishui's doubts. Instead, he asked, "You stayed in the Heishui Tribe after that? People in Gaogang City allowed you to leave?"
Chief Blackwater sneered, "Gaogang City is just a lower city. At that time, I was only at level five. There were many level five fighters like me, and they didn't care. Plus I stayed at level five for a long time. They probably thought I was There is no hope of upgrading, and I will not be allowed to leave."
Yan Mo guessed: "Who would have thought that you would improve your strength quickly after you go back, and it will be too late for the people in Gaogang City to regret it, right?"
"No, they don't know that I have been promoted to level seven. Anyone who knows is dead. Your fighter is the first person to see my actual strength. I think your level is probably not lower than mine." Chief Heishui looked at Yuan Zhan when he said the last sentence, "Where are you from? What are you doing in Heitu City?"
"What about you? According to what you said, your Heishui tribe should be attached to the lower city of Gaogang City. Why did you come to the middle city of Heitu City?" Yuan Zhan thought of a possibility, "Are you planning to participate in this selection? Expose your true strength, and then fight for the chance to enter Shangcheng Tucheng or stay in Black Tucheng?"
"In this way we can get rid of Gaogang City. Although they let me go back, they made us pay too much tribute. As soon as the sweet stalks were harvested, they immediately sent people to collect the goods, and they would take most of them away every time. I heard that Heitu City is not so greedy, and Gaogang City is attached to Heitu City, so I brought my people here just to select the temple warriors this time."
Yan Mo asked suddenly: "What purpose did you ask us just now? What purpose do you think we should have?"
Chief Blackwater laughed, "I thought you wanted sweet stalk seeds, and you sure did."
Yan Mo picked up the bone stick and poked Chief Blackwater's injured leg, "Boy, it's not good to lie."
The chief of Blackwater has nothing to do with this old man, and it's hard to hide. It's even more impossible to beat him, so he can only yell: "Stop! Don't poke! I said yes!"
The two looked at him together.
Chief Blackwater covered his injured leg with animal skins, and said helplessly: "At first I thought you were invited by the Gaogang City Temple from other cities' temples, and wanted to threaten me to give up this selection. After all, can you Exorcising the curse of the beast god is not something that a priest of an ordinary tribe can do, let me ask you, where are you from?"
Yan Mo didn't believe it, Yuan Zhan told his priest with winks: This kid is lying.
So what kind of secret did this Blackwater chief hide, so that after hearing that his life was saved, not only did he not feel grateful to his benefactor, but he was also so vigilant