Just after the rainy season, a long river winds southward from the rolling loess slopes, a tributary of the Godavari River, which is also the natural dividing line between the land of the two villages of Gabi and Akaju.

The population here is still quite dense, and further south, you will enter the populated and barren land of the Deccan Plateau, with great undulating terrain, mountains and long rivers, which is also an important reason why the southern and central kingdoms are rarely strongly united.

Although only separated by a long river, the customs of Akaju and Gabi have been completely different, and Akaju implemented an extremely radical Hindu decree to bring the most cruel aspects of the Manu Code to the extreme, including the Sathi system, that is, the widow burial system, in fact, in later generations, many areas in the central Deccan Plateau still retain these traditions, family honor murders, etc., the roots of which come from different interpretations and inheritance of the Manu Code.

Obviously, this code, which was born at about the same time as the "Zhou Li", is essentially the same as the Zhou Li, a kind of "guiding document" for a systematic interpretation of the social structure of social life, and the content of the two "codes" has been withdrawn from the north and south, almost from the beginning of its birth, indicating that the two civilizations are going in different directions.

Standing on the bank of this river, which is called "Yellow River" in the local language, listening to the nagging and talkative Uncle Maya talk about the deeds of the women who died of their sick husbands in Akaju being burned alive, Lu Ning was also full of emotion, how could he feel,

The chattering Uncle Maya, who resembles Mijala's butler, speaks of the deeds of the "martyrs" of Akaju in a tone of admiration and appreciation, apparently hoping that after his death, his two wives will also enter the flames and enter the afterlife with him.

It seems that with the development of history, if there is no external interference, sooner or later the men of Gabi will be assimilated by the sect of Akaju.

The dispute between Akaju and Gabi was that along the east side of the "Yellow River", there were thousands of acres of cultivated farmland and large forests, which were originally owned by Gabi Ju, but Akaju increasingly advocated that as long as the land on the east bank of the Yellow River should belong to Akaju.

Mi Jiluo led her servants to the banks of the Yellow River, but saw that there were already hundreds of young men at the end of the wooden bridge, with all kinds of weapons, spears, hunters' bows and arrows, as well as farm tools, clubs, and so on.

The two Brahmin elders who were the adjudicators of the divine will were also sitting in makeshift straw huts.

An old man with a big belly, extremely fat, and covered in gold ornaments sat in the elephant bamboo tower, surrounded by the warriors and slaves of Akaju.

"He's Ah Li, Hagan." Maya said in Lu Ning's ear.

Ali Hagan is the lord of the Kshatriya manor of Akaju, and the name means the talons of the goshawk in the local language.

Seeing this scene in front of her, Mi Yanluo's pretty face immediately turned blue, Maya strode up, and the two sides argued.

On the side of Mijra, he insisted on crossing the river to fight the beasts, because the east of the river was originally the land of Gabi Khai.

Ah Li is on the side of Hagan, so he will resolutely not allow it, and he will fight in the west of the river.

Mi Ryūra went to ask the two elders of the Brahmin to say a few words impartially, but the two elders closed their eyes and nodded, no one knew what the two of them meant, it can be said that they agreed with Mir Ra's statement that they should go to Hexi to fight beasts, and it seemed to say that it was very good to be like that.

The arguments between the two sides are even more vigorous.

Lu Ning was a little helpless, walked two steps, came to the side of Mi Yanluo's elephant, and said, "Why bother with them? After winning them, if they don't quit your land, they will be driven away. ”

Of course, the Indian vernacular says that there is no such thing as Zou Zou.

Mi Yanluo looked down at Lu Ning in surprise, then nodded, and shouted, "Okay, let's start here." ”

Gabi and his servants all stepped back, but they were all furious, and they felt greatly offended.

Lu Ning sometimes has a hard time understanding them, the Central Plains tradition, in fact, prefers the practice of outer circle and inner rigidity, the emphasis is on either not being angry, if it is really time to be angry, then blood is splashed in five steps, the world is vegetarian, this is the big husband.

Today's scene is like the irony of later film and television works, the two gangs of gangsters who can only quarrel.

When the opponent's fighter slowly walked out of the crowd, Lu Ning's eyes froze.

Although this person is not tall, black and thin, he is definitely not a simple person, let alone a village man, and the kind of aura exuded by his body must have broken through the sea of corpses and blood.

A small manor, where can this kind of person be accommodated?

Like yourself, is it a person with a story?

Lu Ning shook his head helplessly.

Ah Li Hagan laughed: "Mi Yinluo, last night in my sleep, the sun god shot a bear with a rocket, that bear, injured and ran into my arms to seek refuge, he is my god bear." As he spoke, he pointed to the guy with gloomy eyes who was slowly walking towards the field, and at this time, this snake-like guy was slowly pulling out a pair of cold and dazzling scimitars from behind his waist.

Lu Ning didn't wait for Mi Yiluo to speak, and strode out of the crowd.

A burst of laughter immediately erupted from among Akaju's followers, and Ali Hagan also laughed and said, "Mi Jialuo, do you think that in this way, his head cannot be cut off? ”

As he spoke, Lu Ning and the scimitar slave were slowly approaching.

The two Brahmin elders finally opened their eyes and squinted to see the direction of the sun.

Lu Ning looked at the gloomy eyes of the young man opposite, shook his head slightly, wanted to ask him something, sighed in his heart, and slowly closed his eyes.

The noise between the two sides gradually ceased, and after a long time, the Brahmin elders were heard singing some strange syllables, as if in prayer.

"Let's begin—" The Brahmin elder uttered a particularly lengthy tone.

With a muffled snort, the scimitar slave fell at Lu Ning's feet, and his scimitar, as soon as he slashed at Lu Ning, was slapped on the head by the scimitar in Lu Ning's hand, and he immediately fainted to the ground.

Pretending to be the king of Chaori in this Indian land, Lu Ning's weapons will never use the Central Plains long sword.

The other party doesn't know who it is, and it's not the Great Qi Army against the enemy, so it must be ruthless to kill one more soldier on the other side, and his own side may sacrifice some more awesome young men.

Now, there's no need to kill someone.

In the field, there was a dead silence.

Lu Ning slowly walked back to Mi Yanluo's elephant.

Mi Yinluo also opened her mouth slightly, and looked at Lu Ning with a pretty face full of surprise.

Hardly anyone could see what was going on, and they saw the warriors sent by Akaju fall to the ground as if the moment the Brahmin elder shouted out.

Mi Jiluo even thought that the other party had some sudden attack, but seeing the posture of the iron-headed man walking back, it was obviously not like that, and the other party was knocked down by himself, the iron-headed man's slave.

"Please also ask the two elders to adjudicate!" Mijra descended from the elephant again and came to the two Brahmin elders and bowed.

The relationship between Kshatriyas and Brahmins is very delicate, checking and balancing each other, and using each other, but if the Kshatriyas are strong, the elders of the Brahmins are just decorations.