The Wuli tribe does not have a tall and magnificent wall, but only a fence with crooked fine wood. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

If you look inside from the outside of the tribe, you will find that there are no grand mansions in the tribe, and there are no smooth streets paved with stones. All that the Wuli tribe has is a simple thatched hut and a dirt road with potholes.

Looking further into the thatched huts, you can see men in animal skins, as well as fathers and daughters, old and young, who are covered with coarse cloth. Perhaps men are the only main force in this tribe, so that wearing animal skins shows the high status of men.

"Brother Ye, pinch your fingers and calculate, today is still a good day. This is because tonight, there will be an annual festival to the heavens. If Brother Ye is interested, you can go to the small square in the center of the tribe to have a look. Hey! If I were you, I'd be going at midnight. Because at that time, whether it is a tribesman or a foreign guest, you can taste the unique red ant wine of the Wuli tribe for free. Don't underestimate this kind of wine, it's a great supplement for martial arts cultivators, it can repair injuries and quickly breed vitality. ”

Barry, the leader of the caravan, licked his lips as if he wanted to take a sip of red ant wine.

"Alright! According to our previous agreement, you and I should part ways. I'll go first, and before the festival is held, I'll sell out the goods first. If time is still in a hurry, maybe you and I can meet in the square. ”

Barry hugged his fist at Ye Feng, turned around and gave a look to the team behind him, and the ten people each led the camel into the Wuli tribe.

"Red ant wine? There is no record of this kind of wine in the Holy Finger Rejuvenation Medicine? Kindness! I guess this wine shouldn't be considered a medicine, so it wasn't included in it. ”

After Ye Feng muttered in his heart, he raised his head and glanced at the Wuli tribe again, and said to Yan Xiang'er, who was sluggish beside him, "Enter the tribe." ”

Yan Xiang'er's eyes blinked slightly, although there was not the slightest expression on her face, she also followed Ye Feng into the tribe.

As soon as he walked into the tribe, before he had walked a hundred meters, Ye Feng noticed that the eyes of the clansmen in the tribe were a little strange.

Ye Feng couldn't tell what it felt, because everyone in the tribe looked at Yan Xiang'er with a hint of horror, and the horror was mixed with a touch of sympathy and pity. When they looked at Ye Feng, their eyes revealed deep jealousy and fear.

In addition, Ye Feng also discovered one thing, that is, everyone looked at him with some anger. Especially those women who had seen Yan Xiang'er after looking at Ye Feng and then couldn't wait to rush up and slap him a few times.

Stopped, Ye Feng turned to look at Yan Xiang'er, and then looked at the group of women who were not kind to him, and the face under the robe and hat showed a wry smile.

"Do you blame me for turning a woman into a puppet?" The wry smile on Ye Feng's face became a little thicker, and he sighed lightly and said secretly: "If you knew what she did, maybe you wouldn't hate me like this, right?" ”

Ye Feng didn't open his mouth to explain, in Ye Feng's opinion, this was a ridiculous thing. Even if the group of women picked up sticks and rushed over, Ye Feng had no intention of letting Yan Xiang'er go.

"There is still an hour to come, and there will be no inns, restaurants and other places here. Let's go to the small square that Barry said, and after finding a way to buy a camel tomorrow morning, I will set off for Xuanwu Kingdom. ”

Ye Feng didn't pay attention to the group of women who looked at him unkindly, and walked towards the central square step by step with Yan Xiang'er.

The Wuli tribe is not very large, and it is similar to the ancient town of Wangu in Qingshui Country. At this time, hundreds of people gathered in the square in the center of the tribe.

There were sturdy men and women in sackcloth with their young sons in their arms. These people sit around a square altar in the center, as if waiting for the festival to begin.

There was a man standing on the altar, whose face was covered with heavy makeup, and he couldn't tell his age at all. However, this person is a little hunched back, and he still has a wooden cane in his right hand, so it can be roughly guessed that this person should be not young, at least about seventy.

If you look behind the old man, you will find a confession. At both ends of the offering are red wax half a meter high and the thickness of a wrist. The red wax had been lit at some point, emitting a faint glow.

Between the red wax, there are melons, fruits, pears and peaches and a smoked pig's head. In front of the tribute, there was an incense burner, and there was no incense in the incense burner, presumably because the time had not yet come.

Looking further behind the arched table, you will see a round stone pillar erected. This stone pillar is one meter thick, and it is carved with dense peculiar patterns.

Although Ye Feng couldn't understand the pattern, he faintly felt that it seemed to be a human being, and it seemed to be some kind of beast. In short, the feeling for Ye Feng is very strange.

In order not to attract too many people's attention, Ye Feng chose a small corner that was back and unobtrusive and stopped.

Ye Feng didn't choose to kneel and sit, he didn't like this way. Besides, Ye Feng felt that he was not a member of the tribe, so there was no need to kneel and worship the stone pillar, so Ye Feng just stroked his black robe and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Although Ye Feng did not kneel, but with the wide black robe covering, if outsiders did not look carefully, they really couldn't tell whether Ye Feng was kneeling or sitting cross-legged.

After sitting down, Ye Feng's gaze swept over each of the tribesmen in the square a few times, and finally looked at the old man on the altar, and couldn't help but nod in admiration.

"I didn't expect that there were still a few strong people in this tribe, and there were as many as eleven late-stage chivalrous people alone. And the old man with heavy makeup on the altar was still an early chivalrous warrior. It seems that Xuanwu Guo is indeed as strong as a cloud, and this trip really can't be taken lightly. ”

There are chivalrous warriors in a small tribe, which really surprised Ye Feng, which also made Ye Feng secretly add caution, if he acted arrogantly and recklessly in Xuanwu Kingdom, it would definitely be difficult in this country with many strong people.

When he retracted his gaze, Ye Feng pondered for a moment. Looking up and glancing at the tribesmen again, and after finding that no one was looking at him, Ye Feng turned his head slightly, took off his robe and hat with his hand, and rolled his dark red eyes at Yan Xiang'er.

It is also strange to say that after the mist in Ye Feng's eyes stopped turning and buckled his robe and hat, Yan Xiang'er, who was originally sluggish, trembled suddenly, and her eyes suddenly returned to clarity.

At the moment when Yan Xiang'er regained her senses, a thick shock suddenly appeared on her face.

"This ...... This is...... Is this the Wuli tribe? Yan Xiang'er stared at the central altar in astonishment and confusion, and after a long time, she looked at the hundreds of people kneeling around the altar, and a flash of joy suddenly flashed in her eyes.

But in the next second, Yan Xiang'er seemed to remember something, and hurriedly withdrew her gaze.

When Yan Xiang'er saw the black-robed man sitting in front of her, the consternation on Yan Xiang'er's face instantly turned into horror.

"Leaf ...... Wind! ”