Thirteen years later, the tribe surnamed Ji, with the alternation of material and environment, in general, went further than before, and was particularly fashionable to dress, with animal skin coats and noble dresses.

Wild flowers and weeds, all over the mountains, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, and the fragrance is fragrant all the way. With the arrival of bees, incense is channeled all the way.

On this day, the sun was shining brightly and the sun was rumbling, but with the breeze blowing, even though it was a summer festival, the feeling of heat was half gone.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy has a tiger head and a tiger brain, a round pavilion, a pair of thick eyebrows and big eyes flashing with kindness; A straight nose bridge symbolizes justice, and a wide and thick lip makes it look domineering. The dark skin shines through the bare board.

The intention is to practice martial arts, and the face is also thinking about things.

Looking at the whole world, the beast has been destroyed, and in the future, it will be difficult to eat.

Before thinking of a countermeasure, a middle-aged man ran up to the young man and said breathlessly: "Young leader, it's not good, the leader has fainted." ”

When he heard this, he almost fainted, and hurried over in three steps and two steps.

Ji Baimei was unconscious, her breath was slightly unimpeded, and it seemed that she was not lightly ill.

The Yellow Emperor said urgently, blaming the people who served, what did he eat? Then there is a punishment.

There were four girls who served, and when they heard the severity of the punishment, they prayed to the young leader for mercy. If he is punished, he must follow the law of the chief, and receive thirty boards, and in this way, he will surely die.

The Yellow Emperor was already so confused that he almost didn't listen to the advice of others and insisted on going his own way.

A few girls knelt on the ground to thank them, but the Yellow Emperor was silent, gesturing for them to stay aside.

"It would be nice if it was Boxiu."

A fifty-year-old man sighed and said on the side.

This sentence reminded the melancholy Yellow Emperor. Yes, if the god of freedom is there, the big thing will be solved. It's a pity that the whereabouts of the great god are unknown, saying that he is traveling all over the world, returning to the sun unexpectedly, and dying in a hurry.

The Yellow Emperor came and went, and everyone present had to come up with an idea, otherwise, the punishment would not be reduced and increased.

The girls looked at each other from afar, hoping to have a good idea. Although they have different strategies and show their magical powers, they are all useless and useless.

The pentenarians seem to have something hidden deep in the world, and they don't know whether to talk about it? Because, the leader is not allowed to mention the tribe surnamed Jiang.

The Yellow Emperor easily understood the facial variants, saw the old man's inner problems, and said: "Seeing that you are indecisive, there must be a mystery hidden in it, let's say, I don't blame you." ”

The old man thought for a while and said straight to the point: "My suggestion is afraid that it will go against the great wishes of the leader, so it is better not to talk about it." Please forgive me, young leader. ”

The Yellow Emperor didn't know what was going on, but there was such a mystery, the more he hid it and couldn't tell it, the more curious he became. "It's a good attitude to go against the will of the chief, and it's enough to abide by the rules and deserve praise. However, the leader is critically ill, and even more so, blindly abiding by the rules is a move that disregards the overall situation. Let me ask, are you willing to bear this infamy? ”

The old man thought about it for a while, and finally thought about it and said, "Okay. There is a miracle doctor in the Jiang tribe, named Shennong. The medicine man had seen the chief's illness, and said that it was tuberculosis, and it could not be cured. If Shennong is invited, there may be a great opportunity. ”

The Yellow Emperor didn't care which tribe it was, but cared, as long as he could heal the leader, other things would not matter. He said, "Okay, send someone to invite you quickly." I'll leave it to you, the great steward, to take care of it. ”

The old man agreed, and retired to go out on an errand, and there were only four left, and the girl who was seventeen or eighteen years old stood with her head bowed.

The Yellow Emperor was upset, and when he saw them, he asked them to go out, fetch some hot water, and wash his grandmother's face in person.