Chapter Seventy-Six: The Legend of Undefeated - The Tubo People from Qingtang

If that she-wolf was normal, Tie Xinyuan felt that it was no big deal for Meng Yuanzhi to show his nakedness in front of the entire valley population.

Now, he's going to wrap the towel that still stains the she-wolf's blood around his waist, which is very problematic.

"Lao Meng, if you don't want to spend a few days, afraid of water, light, and want to bite people all the time, just surround that towel."

Meng Yuanzhi was still as proud as ever, shaking the towel and laughing: "Is it that serious?" ”

The Iron Heart Source sent Quack a basin of water to him, and poured it in front of the she-wolf who was crawling forward, and the she-wolf immediately screamed and crawled somewhere else.

"No one is allowed to come near this wolf, and if the dog in the stockade touches the wolf, kill it immediately, burn it, and bury it."

After arranging for Tie Er, Tie Xinyuan looked at Tie Sanbai, who was speechless, and said, "You weren't scratched or bitten by the she-wolf this time, right?" ”

Tie Sanbai shook his head and said: "No, I just found the she-wolf from afar, I thought she would still be far away from the mountains, but I didn't expect that this time she got into the stockade instead, and my arrangement didn't work." ”

Tie Xinyuan nodded and said to Tie Sanbai: "From now on, you must go to the wolf's den to live alone for fifteen days, and you must not contact anyone, and after fifteen days, you will immediately become the leader of the valley guards." ”

Tie Sanbai didn't understand why the patriarch had arranged it like this, but it was only fifteen days, and it passed in the blink of an eye, and his heart was a little apprehensive at the thought that he would become the leader of the guards after fifteen days.

"Patriarch, she-wolf ......"

"You killed the she-wolf, Mr. Meng won't fight with you, go, go to the wolf's den now, remember, just treat yourself as if you were in prison." Fifteen days! ”

Tie Sanbai turned around and left, and Tie Xinyuan glanced at Meng Yuan, who was standing in the crowd with his bare buttocks, and said straightly: "How much do you find a shirt to cover up." ”

Meng Yuan laughed, dropped the towel in his hand, and returned to the hot spring with his bare butt in three or two steps.

Being naked is really nothing in the Qingxiang Valley, and after the weather gets hot, many men are **** walking around the valley with their bodies and the unwritten things under their crotches.

If it weren't for Tie Xinyuan's early order because of the observation problem, maybe even women would want to do this.

The poor she-wolf was still crawling aimlessly at this man and at another with aimless eyes, announcing that her end was near.

Without hesitation, Tetsuji pierced the she-wolf's head with a spear. Then, according to Tie Xinyuan's instructions, he carried the body of the she-wolf with a piece of ragged linen and returned to an uninhabited room on the edge of the hot spring.

Tie Xinyuan wrapped himself tightly, not revealing an inch of skin except for his eyes.

After driving everyone away, he used a sharp dagger and scissors to remove the she-wolf's teeth, claws, tongue, and even the white saliva from the she-wolf's mouth was scraped off with a piece of wood. Carefully stored in a delicate crystal bottle......

These things will come in handy the next time Zema threatens herself with the lioness's fangs...... Lions can also get rabies......

The tattered body of the she-wolf was burned to ashes by a fire, and the yellow sheep or goats that were bitten to death by the she-wolf were thrown into the fire. The entire valley was sprayed with lime water, and Tie Xinyuan was relieved.

More than 5,000 people live in a small valley, which is somewhat crowded, unless the wolf's den is cleaned up. The valley will loosen up.

The wheat fields, which had just grown ears, were now the hope of all in the valley, and even the oldest would cry out in admiration when the black leaves were swept in the wind. I haven't seen such a good crop in many years.

Meng Yuanzhi carried a spear and a crossbow on his back, carrying three gunpowder and the heavenly punishment of the shell, leading the two camels and his personal sweat and blood BMW to leave the Qingxiang Valley, ready to break into the summer purgatory-like desert.

Tie Xinyuan hung the Qiang flute to see him off. He thought it was unlucky to do so, and such a scene made him feel like that hapless Jing Ke.

If you can't kill someone, you'll be killed by others.

So without waiting for Tie Xinyuan to finish playing a song, he drove his camel into the desert at a favorable time when the sun was setting.

When he returned to Hami, it was getting late, and Tie Xinyuan hurriedly ate a bowl of noodles in his shop.

There are a lot of guys with evil intentions who want to get up, but Tie Xinyuan chooses to ignore them all, now is not the time to make promises to those races.

The ethnic groups in the Gobi Desert all have a trait of not hitting the southern wall and not looking back.

They are stubborn like boxwoods in the desert, even if they know that this place is about to become a place of death, they will still try to spread their branches here and die suddenly, leaving a large hellish boxwood grave.

Tie Xinyuan is very happy when he comes to the back kitchen, the Khotanese women here will always ask him why he hasn't slept with Yu Chizhuo yet, if it goes on like this, it will affect the birth of children, while he is young, have a few more children, and there will be a group of good helpers in the future.

"We are still young, we are not in a hurry, we are a little early to get married at the age of sixteen, and our bodies have not developed well......"

This excuse has been used many times, and if he receives the remnants of Khotan, he must accept Wei Chi Zhuozhuo, which is a logical thing.

Not only did these women want to know when Tie Xinyuan and Yu Chi Zhuozhuo slept together, but even the old Wei Chi Lei drove Yu Chi Zhuozhuo out of the back mountain, insisting that she live next door to Tie Xinyuan.

The position of the housemother is Zhao Wan's, which Tie Xinyuan and Meng Yuanzhi have told Wei Chi Lei.

Yu Chilei has no opinion on this point, and the people who have lost the country dare not compete with the princess of the Great Song Dynasty, and it is not an unacceptable thing to succumb to Zhao Wan.

What satisfied Yu Chilei the most was that Tie Xinyuan was still alone, and there was not a single woman around him except for Tie Gaga, a little savage.

This also made him acquiesce to Tie Xinyuan's procrastination.

The women spoke very vigorously, and when a tall woman said that she had been married at the age of twelve and had her first child at the age of thirteen, she had been happy, but the woman began to cry aloud.

The woman who wiped away her tears cleaned up her sad feelings of losing her son, and told Tie Xinyuan word by word that she must have more children, she must have more children, and only if she has more children, can she finally have one or two long companions when she is old.

Tie Xinyuan did not count the average life expectancy of people living in the Gobi, but this figure should be surprising.

There is only one person over fifty years old in Qingxiang Valley, Wei Chilei...... There are only eleven people in their forties.

Among the remaining people, such as the thirty-five-year-old Tie 300, they are almost elders, and it can be said that Qingxiang Valley is a place with a very young population.

Today, a camel team from Qingtang came to the store to stay and eat, and the goods they carried were very ordinary.

Spices only.

The pungent smell of spices can be smelled from afar.

But ah, this group of people must have been deceived.

Since the Western Regions, spice is a very broad term, at least for Iron Heart Source.

The most precious is benzoin, a fist-sized piece that is worth about the same amount of gold when it arrives in Tokyo.

The camel caravan transporting this spice has no taste at all, only these fools from Qingtang will get a car of fragrant things that God knows what it is, in their eyes, as long as it can emit aroma, it is a spice.

The leader of the caravan was extremely heroic, and as soon as he entered the store, he asked for four jars of the best grapes.

Tie Xinyuan was very worried about their ability to pay, so he asked the guy to collect the money first, and then give the wine, the guy did so, after they listened to the price, the heroic momentum was gone, more than a dozen big men, and finally just a pot of sour mare's milk wine to touch his lips.

The drinking position also went from the palatial hall to the table made of wooden piers on the edge of the creek.

The rich people in and out of the hotel laughed even louder after seeing this scene, and from time to time someone shouted for a jar of fine wine to rinse their mouths.

The black-faced Tubo people, even if they were angry, their faces couldn't turn red, and by the time Tie Xinyuan found out that this group of people had become angry, it was already a little late.

A majestic man like a mountain faded his rotten leather jacket to his waist, **** with black flesh, and with a force of his arms, he pulled out the wooden stakes that the restaurant had buried in the soil as a dining table.

With a loud roar, he threw the huge wooden stake at the door of the hotel, and arrogantly pointed at the conspicuous people in the hotel and shouted: "If anyone can remove the wooden stakes, the fragrant things brought by his caravan will belong to him." ”

The dead boxwood stump is very heavy, especially the stump thrown by this big man is 500 catties, and it is very difficult to pick it up, let alone restore it to its original position.

Tie Xinyuan leaned against the door of the store with his arms crossed to watch the excitement, and the guys in the store naturally did the same, staring at the Tubo people who were laughing at the Qingtang people in the restaurant.

The Tubo people from the Great Snow Mountain all closed their mouths, they only dared to laugh at the Tubo people in Qingtang, when it came to combat power, the ten Tubo people in the Great Snow Mountain would not be the opponent of the Tubo people in Qingtang who had been in battle for a long time.

Seeing that no one had come out, the Tibetan man who had lost the stump sat down on a small stump and continued to stir his beloved tsamba with the hot water provided by the store.

The tree stump is a little ugly at the gate, and it is not very convenient to get in and out.

Tie Xinyuan clapped his hands, and the woman in charge of cleaning in the store ran out, and scolded angrily when she saw the wooden stake lying across the door.

She found a rope to tie to the stump, the arm where the wooden stake was placed was still there, she dexterously wrapped the rope around the pulley, and then stood on the edge of the boom and slowly pulled the rope, and the huge wooden stake slowly erected with her pull, in the surprised eyes of everyone...... (To be continued.) )

PS: Chapter 1