Gong Xilai knew that her sworn brother was very powerful, but she had no idea how powerful he was. It was not until Gong Xichou came back looking refreshed that she breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had not lost. She hurried forward and asked, "Brother, are you injured?"
Gong Xichou grinned.
If she hadn't mentioned it, I really wouldn't have noticed it.
He was indeed slightly injured, but compared to the young man surnamed Xun, it was only a minor scratch. He only needed to circulate his martial energy for a few cycles, and there wouldn't even be a bruise left.
He slapped his breastplate and it made a loud noise. "No injuries."
Gong Xilai asked again: "Where is that person?"
Gong Xichou turned his head towards the direction where the young man surnamed Xun came from and said casually, "Him? Oh, of course I'll spare his life. When he grows up for a few years, maybe he'll make me excited. Now, he's still a young seedling."
There is no sense of accomplishment in killing.
Gong Xilai: “…”
At first glance, there was nothing wrong with what her brother-in-law said, but after listening carefully, she felt something was wrong. She blinked and saw a young man with a bruised nose and blood on his face walking slowly towards her.
When the other party heard Gong Xichou's words, his face darkened.
Due to the violent iron fist, he couldn't say a word.
Gong Xichou pointed at his guards and gave them orders: "Go, count your things and return to your clan's territory before dark."
Seeing that most of the guards were injured, Gong Xichou unceremoniously asked the young man surnamed Xun to allocate more people to help transport the items. The latter glared at him, looking unhappy, but could only hold back his anger. Who made the local snake unable to suppress this powerful dragon that descended from the sky
Gong Xilai's eyes were filled with envy.
It’s great to have strength.
Before Gong Xichou came, dozens of people were detained here, and spending money to avoid disasters depended on the mood of the people. After Gong Xichou came, he directly treated the other party's people as his own people. This extreme contrast made her feel happy, but also a little sad.
"What are you looking at, Alai?" Wudan warriors have sharp senses, and Gong Xilai's gaze is too intense, so it is impossible to ignore him.
"I was thinking how impressive my brother was today."
Gong Xichou thought it was something else, and said proudly, "Brother is always awesome."
Gong Xilai: “…”
Yang Ying couldn't help but chuckle.
Gong Xichou was at a loss: "Did I say that wrong?"
You're right, it's just too honest.
Gong Xilai said with regret and longing: "I also want to be so powerful, but not relying on my brother to show off his power - it's better to have what others have than what I have. My brother can't always arrive in time. If he met someone who was tempted by his beauty this time, he would have been killed long ago."
She spoke very quietly.
But which of the brave warriors present couldn't hear it
Yang Ying was close and could hear it clearly.
My heart is filled with sorrow, and my brows are filled with worry.
This is Gong Xilai's inner voice, isn't it her wish? But Gong Xilai is lucky, she has a brother who protects her. As long as Gong Xichou doesn't fall, she can always rely on him. But her father who protected her has died in Xiaocheng.
She was lucky enough to survive the chaos of war, and luck accounted for 99% of it. If, if she had the ability, not to mention going out to fight the enemy with her father, at least she could do her best to help and become a blood relative. Her father is gone, but she is still here!
Gong Xichou muttered: "This is a bit difficult..."
Gong Xilai's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he grabbed his arm guard: "It's a bit difficult? Does that mean there's still a chance?"
Because Gong Xichou was so powerful, her trust in her sworn brother became somewhat blind, as if he was omnipotent.
Yang Ying also looked over.
Gong Xilai's strength was not enough to tickle him, he just smiled and said: "It should be so, but the predecessors didn't do it. The oracle once said that the yin and yang in the world are balanced, and there is no way that men can practice literature and martial arts while women can't. Besides, the tribe has been in seclusion for more than 200 years and has always respected women. Even the gods worshipped by the tribe are women-"
If men were respected and women were inferior, the Gongxi people would not have continued the long-standing tradition of matriarchal group living, let alone monogamy. Even if they worshipped gods, they would worship male gods instead of letting female gods sit on the altar.
Therefore, women can also study literature and martial arts.
Isn’t Mama a typical example
As for why others didn't—
The oracle didn't say.
But when one Mama appears, there will naturally be another. It can be seen that in this world, except for life and death, nothing is absolute.
"… I just happened to have nothing to do. I'll go back and look through the clan records. Maybe I can find some clues. But, let me be frank, the hope is slim. If it doesn't work, don't be disappointed. As long as I'm alive, I'll be your support. The brave warriors in the world who can take my life - hmph, are either immature or old."
Gong Xichou is very confident in himself.
His strength is not the strongest in the world, but he is still young, his strength is still in a period of rapid development, and the golden period of his life has just begun. Even if he is not the strongest in the world now, he will definitely be the best in the future!
It is more than enough to protect one Gongxi.
Gong Xilai couldn't contain his excitement. He felt his heart was beating out of his throat and he couldn't wait to set off.
During the conversation, the young man surnamed Xun had already packed his things. Gong Xichou ordered him to accompany them to escort.
"Do you still need an escort?" The young man named Xun simply treated his injuries, with a cloth hanging around his neck and his left arm in a sling.
With the look on his face, it was hard to tell whether Gong Xichou needed an escort or protection. For those bandits in Minfeng, anyone who ran into Gong Xichou would be like someone who had gone out without checking the almanac and was destined to meet the King of Hell.
Who knows that a high-level warrior will emerge from a small place like Minfeng? It's good that he didn't find trouble with others. Gong Xichou asked back: "Why not use Baiyong?"
Young man surnamed Xun: “…”
Dare to be angry but not to speak!
With a gloomy face, he helped Gongxi and several others drive the carriage. They had to return the carriage worth twenty taels in the same way they had robbed it.
This was the first time that Gong Xichou had returned from his hometown after many years away. Although he had always been open-minded, he also felt a little homesick.
The entrance to the valley of the tribe's territory was overgrown with weeds, and the small path cleared by the tribe members was also covered by weeds due to its loss of popularity.
The young man named Xun glanced at the valley.
While driving, he chatted: "Is your last name Gongxi?"
Gong Xichou was holding his father's urn, feeling sad.
Hearing this, the emotions were temporarily interrupted.
"yes."
The young man surnamed Xun asked again: "Before, you asked me whether my last name was Gongxi or Jimo. Did you misunderstand that I was a member of the Gongxi clan?"
Gong Xichou raised his eyelids: "So what?"
The young man surnamed Xun said, "Not much."
It's just that my eyesight isn't very good.
Gong Xichou then noticed that the young man knew the way. From the valley entrance to the core of the tribe, the path was complicated, and the original road was hidden by weeds. It would be very easy for a non-tribe member to get lost. There were several forks in the road, and he did not give instructions, and the young man did not go wrong.
The young man denied that he was a Gongxi.
This means that—
“Have you met other Gongxi people?”
The young man was puzzled: "Just barely."
Gong Xichou was anxious: "What do you mean by reluctantly?"
The young man held a piece of wild grass in his mouth and drove the carriage with one hand. Seeing Gongxichou's anxious expression, he felt relieved. He said slowly: "Because the grandfather and grandson did not admit their surnames. I know "Gongxi" and "Jimo" by accident when I read the county records. It said that the Gongxi tribe was exterminated and there were no survivors, but the grandfather and grandson were obviously..."
He cried out before he could finish.
"You're going to crush my right arm, so you drive!"
Gong Xichou let go of his hand and asked, "What grandfather and grandson?"
"About two years ago, three people came here, two of them were a grandfather and grandson dressed like you..." The young man shook his right arm that was pinched and hurt, and muttered, "The old one is just as unreasonable as you. I've never seen anyone beg for favors like him."
He used some extraordinary means to let the young man deliver daily necessities regularly. He was familiar with the mountain road at that time.
Gong Xichou: "So they are still in the clan's land now?"
It must be!
It must be my brother who brought his grandson/son back to the clan area!
As for why his brother, who was thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old, looked like an old man, he ignored it. There were only three long-burning lamps left in the clan, one was the former high priest, one was his brother, and the other was him.
The person from the Hui ethnic group must be among the two!
The young man said, "He's gone. He left a long time ago."
"Gone? When did he leave?"
The young man frowned: "How should I know?"
He didn't care when the unlucky pair left.
Gong Xichou saw that the young man did not seem to be lying, so he could only suppress his emotions. The short mountain road seemed like a torment that lasted for years. Finally, everyone arrived at the tribe's land before the golden crow set. Gong Xilai carefully lifted the curtain of the car, and all he saw was a desolate scene. He could not imagine that this was the paradise that Gong Xichou talked about.
Gongxi Chou ordered his personal guards to repair and prepare a place for overnight stay, and he took Gongxi to the clan altar. Yang Ying and the young man surnamed Xun also came over. It was obvious that the area around the altar had been carefully cleaned.
"Brother really came back—"
He suddenly remembered something.
"I'm going to take a look at the life lamp. You guys wait here."
After a few jumps, the figure disappeared. It was not that he did not want to bring Gongxi with him, but the place where the life lamp was enshrined was a forbidden place in the clan, and the clan rules stipulated that people without life lamps were not allowed to enter.
He walked to the statue, which was more than ten feet tall, with a graceful figure and a veil on his head. Behind the veil, his eyebrows and eyes were as compassionate as always, and there was a delicate and small seal on his forehead. His eyes were slightly lowered, and his hands were clasped together.
Gong Xichou bowed respectfully.
Take a deep breath and turn the mechanism under the statue's feet.
A door as tall as a person appeared under the base of the statue.
The tunnel was illuminated by night pearls, and at the end was a cave with many hollows carved around it. Each location was dedicated to an exquisite life lamp. The cave, which should have been as bright as day, now only had three lamps swaying quietly.
"Three... Really three..."
Gong Xichou's heart was beating like a drum.
His father didn't lie to him!
Each life lamp has a name engraved on its base.
He found his own lamp easily.
Next to him, there was also a light that was quietly lit.
Gong Xichou carefully picked up his own lamp and held it for a while: "How come I only realized it now-"
If it had been discovered earlier, perhaps things would have been different.
He suppressed his sadness, found the holder of Jimo Can's life lamp, carefully placed it in his arms, and moved his eyes to the one that represented his brother. The flame of the life lamp was strong and bright, which meant that the life lamp owner was still very strong. In comparison, the third lamp was much weaker, which was a sign of aging and entering old age.
It should be the former high priest who turned traitor.
"Brother, I will find you."
He fiddled with the flame of the life lamp with his fingers, and the temperature of the wick was the same as that of the human body. He took a deep look and turned away.
Just make sure my brother is alive and well.
He will always find the other person.
The most important thing now is to settle his father's affairs and prepare rich offerings to bribe the gods. For the sake of the offerings, he should be more tolerant of his rebellious father.
It just so happens that there are enough people named Xun, so they can work for free.
Young man surnamed Xun: “…”
Haha, it’s his fault that his skills are not as good as others.
He endured it!
This took about half a month.
Gongxi Chou buried his father's ashes in the ancestral tomb the next day, and Gongxi Lai, as his adopted daughter, also wore mourning clothes. However, she didn't know that the customs of the Gongxi tribe were very different from those of the outside world. The mourning clothes were taken off before they were even warm. Didn't they need to live in a hut to observe mourning
Gong Xichou asked back with a puzzled look on his face: "What do you mean by building a hut to observe mourning? He has so many clansmen accompanying him, does he still need us to disturb him? It's good enough that he didn't say that we are unlucky."
His father really could say such a thing, so he didn't want to offend him.
Gong Xilai: “…”
Unlike the simple funeral, the offerings for the gods were varied. He placed gold, silver and jewelry on the plates one by one, muttering devoutly. Gong Xilai pricked up his ears to listen, and his expression became more and more embarrassed. The foster father disliked the foster brother for being unlucky...
There's a reason for that.
Fortunately it was burned to ashes.
If the body is to be buried intact, won't he be so angry that he will lift the coffin and stand up
The brother and sister temporarily settled down in the clan's land. Unlike the other two who were enjoying a leisurely life, Shen Tang was living in dire straits.
The cause was still Qishan and Qishan’s enemies.
Longwu County, the seat of government, is Ru Yao.
Qi Shan slapped a scroll in front of her. Shen Tang looked at the scroll and then at him, her heart beating fast.
"What?" His tone was a little weak.
Qi Shan smiled wryly: "My Lord, why don't you recruit talents according to this list and give Shan a quick death all at once!"
Shen Tang muttered: "... Isn't this raising a Gu..."
Simply put, this is the "Complete List of Qishan's Enemies". Shen Tang's fingers trembled as he opened it. From the beginning to the end of the volume, it was densely covered with Qishan's handwriting. Each character had a brief biography, and Shen Tang trembled as he read each one.
Qi Xu said: "... This, this is not good..."
She discovered that she was not the one who was poisonous.
It is clear that praying for kindness is poisonous!
Is there any normal one among his enemies
The information is very detailed and each has its own strengths, but everyone has one thing in common, which in Shen Tang's eyes is just one sentence.
Don’t come if you are not strong enough!
They are all tough characters!
Not all of them were cheating the master, but all of them were labeled "expensive". Anyway, Shen Tang couldn't afford them with her limited family background. Her life was strong enough, but her wallet was weak.
She laughed awkwardly: "... I can't afford to hire you..."
Qishan pinched his eyebrows.
Wow, the lord is really interested.
Shen Tang whispered, "Yuanliang, you must have a few good friends, right? Those who are not that expensive, you can win them over."
Qishan: “…”
He had a premonition that he was either going to be murdered or angered to death, so in order to not die so quickly, he decided to do something.
"Yes, my lord, this is a great suggestion."
Qishan has many enemies and also many friends.
However, most of them are friends with the same bad taste as Gu Chi, and generally speaking, he really doesn't want to work with them.
But now—
There is no way to not make a move.
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