Chapter 242: The Opportunity of Darling Terrace (1)

The sound of horses' hooves sounded and fell outside the big tent, "Brother Lin, live up to your trust, the three of them have brought you back." It was Zhiwen's voice.

"Brother Zheng is really extraordinary, please bring them in, I can't keep busy." Lin Yuan said in the tent.

After a while, Zhiwen took the lead, and Xue Ping and the three of them dragged a rope and led the three of them into the big tent.

Originally, Zhiwen didn't want to treat them in such a rough way, but these three boys were quite dishonest, and after being caught up by Xue Ping and easily caught, they were always thinking about escaping, so they tied them up with ropes.

"Smack!" , Seeing Ba Gen, Lin Yuan didn't even untie the rope for them, without saying a word, he avoided the knife edge left when he swore blood, and stretched out his hand to slap him in the face.

Suddenly, five deeply sunken finger prints appeared on Bagan's face, and then the finger prints began to swell at a visible rate, first filling the sunken finger pits, and then quickly turning into five red, high-lying lumps.

Touching the wound on his face, Bagen looked at Lin Yuan with a stunned face, he couldn't believe that he had been beaten like this.

In the tribe, although he is not a bully who bullies the weak, he can also walk sideways, from childhood to adulthood, no one has beaten him except his father.

In his eyes, Lin Yuan was really not taken into account by him except for being able to farm and giving his father some ideas.

How did he know that he became the leader with the help of his father, which gave him a dismount?

Zhiwen on the side was also a little surprised, he didn't expect Lin Yuan to have such a ruthless side, it seems that he can sit firmly in the position of the tribal leader.

The hot pain on his face made Bagen come back to his senses and be furious, but before he could speak, he was scolded by Lin Yuan:

"What do you want to do, Bagan? You forgot the blood oath you made in front of your father? ”

"I haven't forgotten!" Bagen stiffened his neck and said, "I am the enemy of the Jin people in my life, and I am going to trouble the Jin people!" ”

His idea was to secretly follow up and find a few lone Houjin soldiers to attack him, so as to vent the anger in his chest.

"That's the third, what's the second? Let's hear it. Lin Yuan teased.

"Let... Let the tribe continue to follow. "Bagan wilted all of a sudden, he was not stupid, he knew what the consequences of what he did would bring to the tribe, but the pain and temper of his dead father made him temporarily lose his mind.

At the same time, I also held a fluke in my heart, in case I didn't find out by the Jin people, in case the Jin people suspected other people, then it would be fine.

Lin Yuan saw that his voice was getting lower and lower, and knew that Bagen had already figured it out, but he still had to beat it again, "You listen well, three blood oaths, each one must be done, you can't care about it, if you commit it again, don't blame me for not being merciful and expelling you from the tribe." ”

"Oh." Bagan muffled agreed.

"Someone." Lin Yuan shouted outside the account.

Meng Gen responded and advanced, "Siqin, what's the matter?" "Since Lin Yuan became the leader, he has been following, like a personal guard.

"Find a tent and let them be alone and sober up." Lin Yuan pointed at Bagen and said, "You are not allowed to eat for a day." ”

Lin Yuan didn't want to be like Da Lintai, beating and scolding the people in the tribe at every turn, although everyone knew that Da Lintai was not bad-hearted, but he had a bad temper, but Lin Yuan didn't want to waste his strength.

In the case of food shortage, not letting people eat is probably a way to save worry and effort, and it is effective, especially for a half-grown boy like Bagan, not eating a day is definitely better than beating him ten times.

Meng Gen looked at Bagen and the others with pity, made a self-begging expression, and led them out of the big tent.

The three of them didn't dare to resist, all kinds of ideas were gone in an instant, and Lin Yuan's ultimate move made them dare not make a mistake, if they really wanted to be expelled from the tribe, they couldn't do those blood oaths.

Seeing that the matter was over, Zhiwen was trying to smear oil on the soles of his feet and slip away, but he didn't want Lin Yuan to be quick, so he grabbed his sleeve, "Brother Zheng, I and I are looking forward to you coming back to help." ”

Zhiwen's mouth was bitter, but his face couldn't show it, "I'm just thirsty, and I'm going to drink some water with Xue Ping and them." ”

"That's not right, Qiao'er just brewed the tea, just waiting for you, Nannan, hurry, pour the tea for your brother." Lin Yuan's hand did not relax, and he looked at the wonderful expression on Zhiwen's face with a smile.

Zhiwen's eyes were full of reluctance and helplessness, and the corners of his mouth that were upturned with a forced smile slowly collapsed.

Lin Yuan knew that Zhiwen couldn't stay still, so he didn't have the strength to sit down and help him, this move was just playing with him, and when Zhiwen's face was not good, and he was about to spare him, he saw that the corners of Zhiwen's mouth on both sides were raised high, his eyes narrowed, and the corners of his eyes were also upturned.

"Brother Tang, you're here!" Zhiwen opened his mouth and greeted Lin Yuan.

"Alright, don't do this." Lin Yuan scolded with a smile, "You have run hard this time, rest for half a day, and come back tomorrow to help." ”

Zhiwen shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, "Brother Tang is really here." ”

"Coming back?" Lin Yuan was about to fight, but he heard someone behind him call him, "What are you doing with a fist, Lin Yuan?" It was the voice of Tang Hezhi.

"Huh? Hahaha..."Lin Yuan finally let go of the hand holding Zhiwen, turned around and clasped his fists and saluted, "Brother Tang is here, it's okay, I'm having fun with Zhiwen." ”

Tang Hezhi looked a little sad, and didn't play with the two of them, "Lin Yuan, are you free, I have something to discuss with you." ”

"You two want to discuss things, so I and them will avoid suspicion?" Zhiwen got off the donkey, and wanted to rescue them with him.

"No, no." Lin Yuan hurriedly stopped Zhiwen, "You said yes, right?" Brother Tang? ”

He now handed over the most important information in the tribe to Zhiwen and them to count, and there was anything that Zhiwen couldn't let them know.

Tang Hezhi nodded, "It's okay for Junior Brother Zheng to hear it, anyway, this matter is estimated to spread soon." ”

"The leader of our tribe is also dead, you should know this, right?" Tang Hezhi asked.

Zhiwen and Lin Yuan both nodded.

Eight of the dozen tribal leaders who came back from Naadam died, and except for Dalintai, who committed suicide, the others returned to the tribe, and all of them had a serious illness and were bedridden, and seven of them never woke up, and Utra was one of them.

According to Middle-earth, this is called death in shame, and although the Mongols do not understand this idiom, they also think that these people have been insulted and died in anger.

However, Zhiwen doesn't see it that way, he thinks that most of it is because of the knives that cut their ears, and the cloth they bandage is not clean, and all kinds of well-known and unknown bacteria and viruses are the real lethal factors, which can also be confirmed from the phenomenon that these people have high fever and are unconscious.

If you are in good health, you will naturally die.