In the early morning of the second day, a red sun rose from the depths of the mountains in the east.

The black clouds that piled up in the sky at dusk yesterday, driven by the divine wind from somewhere, disappeared without a trace overnight.

The rainy season in North Tianzhu did not come ahead of schedule, thank God.

The clan uncle of Maitian Lu led the other Kushan old people to bow sincerely in the direction of Buzhou Mountain, thanking the God of Ten Thousand Mountains for His mercy.

The worries we have been hanging on have finally returned to their original places.

According to Miss Tian Lu's prediction, it will take at least half a month for the wheat to ripen and harvest on the mountains and fields on the Daliluo River.

If the rain is falling all over the sky today, the south wind is sluggish, and the rainy season arrives, it means that all the Kushan tribes in the Tuli River Valley will have no harvest this summer.

The Brahmin priests on the other side of the river will surely impose this responsibility on us.

Even if the caravan can safely cross the Tianzhu River, in the eyes of the people of the Northern Tianzhu Tuoli and Wuchang countries, we, the foreign merchants, will also become the sin of disturbing the etiquette system of the world, and everyone will be punished.

The etiquette systems of the nations in the world are different, but they are all the foundation of governing the country, and they should not be abandoned at will.

Once the etiquette collapses and the bad hearts are not ancient, the punishment of heaven will come.

In this tribe of the Buddha, the Brahmin teachings practiced by the people of the world can be regarded as the gift of the native ruler of the world.

Now we have rescued Miss Mai Tianlu without authorization, breaking the agreement between the human world and the divine world, violating the canons, and violating the country's etiquette.

The gods of heaven naturally want to punish the people who make mistakes, and the "sword of punishment" is the rainy season that comes half a month early.

The old people of Guishan, who have been punished by God, naturally regard us as a disaster, and our caravan will be difficult in the Northern Tianzhu countries.

And the wheat field deer will not be tolerated by the tribe, and it will be inevitable to die when they return to the tribe, so they can only go away to find another way to make a living.

So yesterday evening, everyone discussed for a long time before they came up with two plans.

If it rains this morning, Mai Tianlu and the other nine Kushan elders who sent sacrifices will no longer cross the river.

They would go to the northern mountains to join other nomadic tribes in search of a way to survive.

After our caravan waded through the river, we didn't stop for a moment and went straight to Wuchang and Jiandra in Nantianzhu.

Seeing that the separation is imminent, there is no way to return home, which is also the reason why Miss Tian Lu was depressed throughout the night.

If the clouds clear today and the weather is still clear, go according to the original plan.

All the horses crossed the river and helped the tribes on the other side to come up with a perfect way to control the water, so as to obtain the forgiveness of the Brahmin priests for the wheat field deer.

Today's sunny weather, everyone had a false alarm.

Just after mid-morning, the mist that had been drifting on the river dissipated slightly, but a long row of leaves drifted slowly from the opposite bank to the center of the river.

"Hey, Uncle Su, young master, we're back"

Qin Chong stood at the head of the row and cheered loudly to this side.

The sound was blocked by the cliffs on the riverbank and turned back to the surface of the river, and the aftermath was very pleasant.

"The young master is still the same sentence, after crossing the river, the word "forbearance" comes first" in everything"

Uncle Su walked side by side with me, chasing the long row down the river, and admonished me.

"Uncle Su is relieved that my nephew has written down so many injustices in the world, how can I wait for a passing businessman to take care of a lot."

I stared at the long row in the middle of the river and replied absentmindedly.

Seeing that there was only half a mile away from the stone mountain by the rattan bridge in front of me, and the long row had only crossed the center of the river, I couldn't help but be very anxious.

The river became more and more turbulent and turbulent

The waves hit the reefs on both sides of the river, making a roaring sound like a galloping horse.

"Qin Chong, Liu Zhen'er, hurry up and turn the rudder, I'm going to hit the mountain"

Duo'er behind her couldn't help but tear open her throat and shouted, and her big bird had already flown over, hovering and hissing over the long platoon, as if to help the brothers in the platoon.

"Miss, young master, don't worry, as long as there are hundreds of miles of waves on the boat, you can be foolproof. Hehe. ”

Su Shule turned his horse's head and stood on the shore, smiling comfortingly at me and Duo'er.

The silver beard stretched, calm, and everything seemed to be under his old man's control.

"Can I do it?"

This old fellow usually has few words, and Uncle Su only brought him into the team before the caravan started this spring.

So I don't know much about his details, but I only know that he is an uncle of the Han family from the East.

"Hehe, you two can't underestimate this old man, he was the boatman of the Yellow River back then, with the strength of one person, a flat boat, ferrying our caravan of more than 200 horses and horses to cross the river safely, the old man fell in love with this guy, and it took a lot of trouble to recruit this person into the team, and since then my caravan has no worries about walking the rivers of the world. Well, that was 20 years ago."

Uncle Su looked at the river and sighed, the years have passed, and in the blink of an eye, their generation of Jianghu businessmen has become old.

"In this way, my caravan is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger."

Duo'er listened to Uncle Su's words and smiled in surprise.

But I was always staring nervously at the water, not daring to slack off.

As he spoke, he saw that the long row swirled a few times with the whirlpool flowing in the river, and then stopped steadily on the beach three zhang away from the rocky mountain.

After Qin Chong and the others all went ashore, Uncle Baililang walked down from the end of the row with his arm and dragged a long penny made of thin wood.

"Uncle Bai, your old true god is also like this, and we are watching from the shore, but we are terrified."

Duo'er and I hurriedly stepped forward, took Uncle Baililang's penny, and praised affectionately.

"Hahaha, the young master praised the old man, the fog on the river today is not very clear, and my arm strength is not as good as before, almost causing a catastrophe, if you put it in the young meeting, just a piece of wood, the old man can carry all the horses of the caravan across the river hahaha"

I haven't shown my skills for many years, Uncle Baili smiled heartily, and took the wine bag and meat patty handed by Duo'er, and took a big gulp.

At this time, Qin Chong and Guo Helmet, who came ashore, were already beckoning everyone to hurry up and board the row.

"Guys, hurry up, the goods are moved to the queue first, and the horses will be transported back"

"Uncle Su, you old people crossed the river by row, and the rest of the brothers all took the vine bridge."

Qin Chong stood on a high place and waved the scabbard in his hand, arranging the order in which the caravan crossed the river.

It takes about half an hour for the wooden raft to go back and forth on the long river.

It was now nearly noon, and the entire caravan had a hundred green horses, thousands of catties of goods, tents, and things for daily use on the way, as well as about twenty old men.

The wooden raft did not delay for a moment, and it took five trips to complete it.

In this way, by the time the caravan had completely crossed the river, it would be dusk today.

"Old Baitou, don't eat, hurry up and sail"

With a cup of tea, all the goods on horseback were lined up, and the pot helmet was anxiously shouting over there.

"Young master, Miss, we have to be careful when we see you on the shore and walk on the vine bridge, you can't be sloppy."

"Uncle Baili, today depends on your old kung fu and roasts at night

Meat and spirits, our uncle and nephew are not drunk and do not return"

"Young master, rest assured, my name for this hundred miles of waves didn't come out of thin air, hahaha"

Uncle Baili smiled and said goodbye to me, and jumped on the wooden raft with a light penny.

Uncle Su and the other old guys who escorted the goods across the river were already sitting on the pile of goods easily.

With a long boatman's horn, the long row left the river bank steadily, and went lightly downstream with the flowing water.

"Young master, it's time to find one or two apprentices for the old hundred."

Shamihan finished his work, stood beside me, and looked at the figure of the hundred-mile uncle struggling to control the row in the long river.

"Yes, you see that guy is suitable, once this old man falls down on the way, and then encounters the long water and the big river, I can only look at the ocean and sigh."

The old man's suggestion was very much in line with me, and I couldn't help but worry.

"Hehe, I really can't say which brother is suitable for a while, but the whole caravan is the best swimmer."

"In this way, in the future, but if I have leisure, I really want to learn the skills of rocking and driving a boat with Uncle Baili, you can also accompany me to learn."

"The young master has a life, and the old man sacrifices his life to accompany him"

Shamihan smiled innocently, after Brother Langton left, this Rouran native is now my most trusted brother.

"Young master, old man, what do you two have to say, wait until you cross the river, the chieftain and priest of the Tuli tribe are waiting over there to summon the young master."

Qin Chong rode by on horseback, and when he saw that the two of us were chatting lively, he hurriedly urged beside him.

The other men who remained also pulled four or five horses and stood by the river, waiting for the next batch to cross the river.

Looking up, Uncle Baili's long platoon had safely sailed through the center of the river and was ready to dock at the far river bay.

"Okay, Qin Chong, Lao Han, and Duo'er will accompany me to cross the river first, and go to meet the priest of the Brahmins, and you and Sa Bing, Nimi and others will cross the river with Miss Tian Lu's uncle and their last group to cross the river."

When I heard that the governor on the other side of the river was waiting to meet us, I could not afford to slack off and wait for the merchants passing by, and laid out the rest of the matter in a few words.

"The young master, the priest, brought five giant elephant beasts this morning, one hundred and ten personal guards, a little bit of a bad person, we also have to prepare in advance, bring more people over in case of accidents"

Qin Chong reminded a little worriedly, although Miss Tian Lu and those old people of Guishan couldn't understand our elegant language.

But everyone was frightened, and they didn't want to wait with me to cross the river.

"Mr. Young Master, this time when you cross the river and return to the tribe, Tian Lu and us who send sacrifices will be unpredictable. Sir, can you be sure that the priest will forgive us for our sins?"

Before leaving, the old man Hemu was still not at ease, and led everyone to salute me and ask.

And the wheat field deer held Duo'er's arm tightly, unwilling to part for a moment, as if grasping at a life-saving straw.

"Everything has me, the old man can be relieved of the rainy season and the future today, it is clearly the will of the god of all mountains, the priest will also forgive you, if there is any change, I am willing to offer silk and gold beads, water control strategy, for you to atone for your sins, if the priest is not human, then he is not a messenger of God, it is the devil, it is Satan who draws a sword to help when he sees injustice, and it is also the duty of our oriental merchants"

I helped these old people of Guishan, and the chivalrous spirit in my heart suddenly rose.

Duo'er translated my words to Tian Lu and her people, and also dispelled their worries.