Just when he was puzzled, Dahan introduced himself: "My name is Fulan, I am from the Baiyun Tribe, and they are all warriors of the Baiyun Tribe!" ”

Ye Feng carefully searched for the words "Baiyun Tribe" in his mind, but he couldn't think of the relevant information.

The others did the same, but they didn't find any information about the Baiyun Tribe in their minds.

"Baiyun Tribe? Why haven't we heard of you? Ye Feng spoke again.

Only then did Fu Lan say: "It will take more than 30 suns for our tribe to come here!" ”

After speaking, he pointed to the big river next to the tribe by the river, and said, "If you go down this river, you will encounter a very big river that is bigger than this one, and our Baiyun tribe is there!" ”

Ye Feng and everyone looked at each other.

Walking for more than 30 days, this is not far away, in this era of closed news, it is still very normal not to hear of it.

Ye Feng had another question: "You ran so far just to destroy this small tribe?" ”

"Our team didn't go long, only three days!"

After speaking, he pointed to the guide and said, "The Baiyun tribe has too many people to support too many people, so they separated us, and we moved there, which was just built not long ago!" ”

Co-authoring means that the brothers have split up and moved their family here!

The other party's attitude of answering all questions made Ye Feng very satisfied, he ordered a soldier to add an extra stool, and when he sat down, he said as if chattering: "Can you tell me about the situation of your tribe?" ”

Fu Lan didn't look like he wanted to hide it, and he talked about the situation of his tribe endlessly.

From his words, Ye Feng roughly understood the general situation of this tribe.

The total number of Baiyun tribes is more than 3,000 people, this seems to be a terrifying number, but it is a great burden for this tribe - it can't support so many people!

They didn't have agriculture, which made Ye Feng sure that the third traverser was not in this tribe.

The way they fed these people was primitive hunting and trading with other tribes.

This primitive and backward method is enough for 1,000 people, let alone 3,000 people.

In order to solve this problem, their great chief came up with a way for those people to move out and support themselves.

But there is a premise, that is, these people who move out have to listen to him no matter where they are, no matter at any time.

This approach is equivalent to opening a branch in a large company in other locations, which are under the command of headquarters.

In order to strengthen the control of these branches, each of these branches appointed a witch before they were established, so that they could agree with the headquarters in terms of ideology and beliefs, so as to achieve the purpose of control.

However, Ye Feng felt that this model seemed to be shrewd, but in fact, he was completely digging a big hole for himself, and he jumped down with peace of mind.

In this era, the transportation is inconvenient, the news is blocked, as long as the person with a little ambition moves to a distant place, the emperor is far away, who will listen to him!

As for the witch who wants to achieve the purpose of control, hehe, the witch is a human and not a god, who knows when he will die of food poisoning and fall off the cliff

If you don't expose the uprising, it's okay to be independent! Since there was no third traverser, Ye Feng couldn't help but wonder how these weapons of theirs came from, and he hurriedly asked this question, but in exchange for the other party's face full of vigilance. "This ...... I can't say enough about this! ”

As if the question had stimulated him to something of the most important thing, he immediately got up from his stool, his face flushed with anxiety, and he was panting for breath, and his hair stood on end like a furious cat.

Ye Feng patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, I'll just ask casually if it's okay, we don't mind if you don't say it." ”

He didn't want to clash with him now, after all, there were still a lot of questions left unasked.

A bonfire was lit in the center of the tent, on which a steaming pot of chrysanthemum tea was boiling.

Ye Feng took a cup of chrysanthemum tea, handed it to Fu Lan, and said with a smile: "The weather is relatively cold these days, drink a cup of tea to drive away the cold!" ”

Fu Lan took the cup of tea, didn't ask what the tea was, naturally smelled it lightly first, and finally tasted it carefully, and at first saw that he was a veteran who was well versed in the tea ceremony.

This made Ye Feng even more curious about their Baiyun tribe.

Fu Lan finally showed a smile this time and said, "I didn't expect chrysanthemums to be able to make tea, the taste is really good!" ”

The two sipped tea and became closer, and if the uninformed person came, they would only think that they were a pair of old friends, not a pair of enemies who killed each other in life and death.

When Ye Feng chatted a few words about the tea ceremony, he finally asked: "I don't think there is anything worth attacking the riverside tribe, why did you come here after running for three days and three nights?" ”

When he asked this, the smile on Fu Lan's face instantly dissipated, and the cup in his hand slipped and fell to the ground with a thud.

His face turned pale at once, and his pupils shrank in a large circle, as if he had seen something terrible.

His move surprised everyone present.

Ye Feng was the closest to him, and his entire trouser legs were soaked by the splashed tea.

He hurriedly stretched out his arm and shook it in front of Fu Lan's eyes: "What's wrong with you?" You okay? ”

Only then did Fulan recover.

A helpless smile appeared on his face, and he said, "This matter is still a little bit related to your Xingyue Tribe!" ”

"Related?" Ye Feng stared at him with suspicious eyes, waiting for his next step.

"Our witch came to your tribe not long ago, and he said that he was holding a god appearance ceremony!"

There were too many witches who participated that day, and it was still impossible for Ye Feng to tell which tribe they came from one by one, so he pricked up his ears and continued to listen.

"In this ceremony, our witch was beaten, and then he remembered this revenge, and today he is here to avenge this revenge!"

When Ye Feng heard this, he couldn't help but be surprised, and blurted out: "Is your witch short and thin?" ”

Fu Lan's eyes widened, and he said in great surprise: "Wise man, how do you know?" ”

Ye Feng knew that if he continued to explain, it would take a lot of speech, so he casually said nonsense: "It's nothing, it's just that I guessed casually!" ”

Hearing his words, Fu Lan couldn't help but secretly admire - a wise man deserves to be a wise man, and this is all right.

"That's right, he's short and thin, and we all call him Skinny Monkey in private!"

Damn, these years have been nicknamed by names! Ye Feng couldn't help but complain secretly.

Then he said suspiciously, "How can you call your witch like that?" Is this disrespectful to your witches? ”

To be continued

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