"Really...... Xiangbang he agreed? ”

Looking at the returning messenger, a smile finally appeared on Pi Zheng's serious face, he remembered that the last time he laughed was when he laughed at Du Wenshan, because the defeat of the tomb guards made him unable to laugh anymore.

To make him even more painful, the Tomb Keepers withdrew his order and said they would no longer cooperate with him.

Naturally, Pi Strike would not anger them, after all, those people behaved perversely, if they provoked them, but they were killed, it would be too cost-effective.

But his son's hatred, he will never forget! In the end, after half a year of planning, he finally made a bold decision.

He's going to pacify the Di people!

As the leader of the most powerful tribe in the Qiang army, he has more than 200 Qiang warriors under his command, which is twice the number of the Di tribe! Not only that, now that the Mo Qiu Luo has released power, the Mo Biya is in charge, the Di people are at a critical moment of power transfer, the people's hearts are scattered, morale is low, if you attack at this time, the chance of winning is very great!

And for the sake of insurance, he also borrowed 500 elite soldiers from Shudu, and when the time comes, with such a huge military scale, why can't he break the Di tribe?

"Revenge...... I'm going to get revenge! Pi Zheng finally laughed heartily, "Dangping Di Clan...... I want that kid, let everyone in that tribe pay for my life! ”

"Nuo......" The subordinate replied lightly, and said, "Patriarch, there is one more thing ......"

Pi hit with a big wave of his hand: "Say!" If the conditions offered by Xiangbang do not make me bankrupt, I will accept them! ”

"No, Xiang Bang discussed with the enlightened king to send Du Hongchuan, the father of Du Wenshan, to the emperor as a slave, and the enlightened king meant ......" After that, the man slashed his right hand on his neck, and then he stopped speaking.

"It's easy! Dubun Hill Duwen Hill ...... Hmph, now your father is also in my hands, and your whole family ...... Finished! ”

The sun shines through the window on his round belly, like a Maitreya Buddha with a warm smile.

"Wu'er...... How about now? Pi knocked down his face and said quietly.

"Patriarch Hui, Gongzi Weng Shan has been extremely irritable since he woke up a few months ago, kicking many things in the house, and it was not until three days ago that he calmed down a lot of ......"

Pi Zhu nodded weakly, his eyes full of gentleness: "Tell him, for the father...... For the father, I want to avenge him, and after the Di tribe is leveled by us, Weng Shan will ...... Weng Shan he will definitely recover, definitely, definitely! ”

“…… The subordinates retired. ”

The man didn't need to be quiet until Pi Strike needed to be quiet, and he retreated with interest.

"Mau Qiu Luo...... Gong Changqiu, you, you ......" Pi Strike muttered, "Yes, it's all you, if it weren't for you, how could that kid dare to be so arrogant?" I'm going to kill you, kill you! Right...... Kill you, and you will declare war on me, and then you will know where the gap between you and me is! And I'm ...... And I will not be condemned in any way! Hahaha! ”

……

The Di people are in a festive mood.

For nothing else, Elder Gong Changqiu is about to usher in his ninety-ninth birthday, although it is not a hundred birthday, but as the most respectable person in the tribe, the attention he receives is naturally unusual.

But Gong Changqiu didn't seem to know this, he had lived for almost a hundred years, and he had no concept of time, as usual, he asked Taijia to teach him the knowledge of medicinal herbs, but the expression on his face was very unhappy, as if he was holding back something.

Taijia was very afraid of such an elder, and asked tentatively, "Elder, ...... I've already dismantled that thing, don't be angry! ”

Taijia said, Wangcai on the side also arched Gong Changqiu with his head, gently "wooed" a few times, and ran to Gong Changqiu's legs and rolled around, as if he was currying favor with him. The nine-month-old Wangcai is already 80 centimeters long, and it is extremely cute. But the Thai armor will not let people provoke him, after all, this guy is outraged, and his claws are extremely sharp, which is more terrible than a tiger!

Tygar picked it up so as not to dirty his white fur.

Gong Changqiu put down the bamboo carving in his hand, and the bark in front of him was full of strange symbols, and he didn't even know Taijia. He shook his head and said worriedly: "I have calculated in the past few days, it seems that something big will come, enough to affect the entire Turquoise, why is it like this......"

Tai Jia tilted his head and looked at him, Gong Changqiu's divination has always been very accurate, but it is strange that he failed to calculate anything - a big event, what can it be?

Gong Changqiu, who couldn't think of anything, sighed, walked to the window with his withered body, and muttered, "What are you doing outside?" Noisy ......"

"Elder, have you forgotten? Tomorrow is your birthday! ”

"Birthday?" Gong Changqiu blinked his eyes that didn't seem to exist, "How many years?" ”

"Ninety-nine!" Taijia smiled, "Elder can live here!" ”

"Can you live...... Being able to live is not necessarily a good thing. Gong Changqiu pursed his lips, but he looked helpless.

But Taijia doesn't think that longevity is not very good? Who doesn't want to live a long life? Even the immortal Ge You he knew, if he wasn't afraid of death, why would he cultivate immortals?

Gong Changqiu took a sip of water, turned it in his mouth, and swallowed slowly: "Ninety-nine...... How many knots do you have to knot...... Hehehe, it's still good for the usage of the ancestors, each number has a representative symbol, and ninety-nine only uses three symbols......"

"Symbols? Can numbers still be represented by symbols? Taijia said in disbelief, he used knots to count the big ones!

Gong Changqiu smiled, picked up the bamboo carving and drew it on the hand of the Thai armor, and said, "Isn't it?" You see, draw a little man kneeling like this, and he is nine; Drawing a vertical bar on the top of nine is ninety, and adding a kneeling villain on the right, he is ninety-nine! (It's not that the author is boasting, the earliest recorded number in China was unearthed in Sanxingdui, which belongs to the ancient Shu culture and has a history of more than 4,000 years!) If this is a culture left over from the Xia Dynasty, it may be even longer)

"That's amazing! Ninety-nine knots have to use several ropes! Taijia opened his eyes in shock, "If we knew this, our tribe wouldn't need to tie the knot!" ”

"Yes, but the appearance of each number is too difficult to remember, so it has been lost until now......" Gong Changqiu sighed regretfully, "I'm afraid only those of us who are old and immortal can remember these things!" Hehe, when I'm dead, I'm afraid this thing will be lost! ”

Taijia said excitedly: "Elder, you won't die!" Or...... Why don't you teach me! ”

Gong Changqiu's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "The children can be taught, the children can be taught!" If this thing is not passed down, will we count by knotting ropes all our lives? Okay, good, I'll teach you! ”

In the face of Taijia's studiousness, Gong Changqiu directly forgot his previous worries and patiently began to teach Taijia ancient mathematics. But I didn't notice the noisy outside of the house, accompanied by the "squeak" sound of pushing the door in.

“…… This is a hundred, adding a horizontal on it is two hundred, adding a six is six hundred, and the villain kneeling on it is nine hundred......"

Gong Changqiu taught seriously, Taijia learned seriously, and when he saw the villains on the wood chips but turned into code names for numbers, they couldn't help but feel surprised, so that Wangcai let out a warning like a dog, and they also turned a deaf ear.

The man was tall and thin, tiptoeing quietly close to the two, his eyes were full of evil anger, even if he was barking Wangcai, he ignored it, and when he was only three steps away from Gong Changqiu, he suddenly burst out and shouted angrily: "Go die!" ”

Gong Changqiu suddenly felt a bitterness in his throat, and the sour and spicy taste rolled up from his stomach, spit out two mouthfuls of blood, and then he muttered and fell.

"Uhh

The distance of three steps was only in an instant, he raised the knife in his hand, and as soon as he finished the blow, he pulled out the dagger and stabbed straight at Gong Changqiu's heart! Tai Jia was shocked, but it was too late, and the dagger had already pierced Gong Changqiu's lungs.

"Look for death!"

Tygar shouted angrily, grabbed the man's wrist, and with a slight break, the man felt the bones of his hand fall off, and there was an indescribable pain. Before the man could scream, Thaigar slammed him in the back, causing him to faint.

"Elder, Elder!"

The red blood flowed out slowly, Gong Changqiu was already old, and the blood flowing in his body was very little and very slow. But a centenarian had long since run out of oil, and this knife only drained the last bit of his essence and blood, and brought him to the end of his life.

"Thai Armor, Thai ...... Is it still there, is it still there? ”

"I'm here, I'm here, Elder!"

The withered hand seemed to want to be raised, but it had no strength; Gong Changqiu smiled bitterly and muttered, "I taught you...... Remember? ”

"Remember, the Thai armor will never dare to forget!"

"That's, that's good, I'm ...... I counted it with my blood, and I counted it...... My tribe will have, there will be a great ...... The Great Tribulation! Gong Changqiu gasped for the last breath and said weakly.

Taijia has been holding back tears, but at this moment, he can't hold back his tear ducts and let them fall: "Elder...... You say, the Thai Armor remembers! Remember! ”

"Remember, remember...... June, early June...... Uh, I, I, early June ......"

As the blood gurgled down, Gong Changqiu's consciousness gradually became unclear, and he could only hear him keep saying the three big words "early June", but after all, it was difficult to say the next words.

Taijia listened silently, unwilling to miss a punctuation point, but Gong Changqiu finally found it difficult to speak, so he could only inhale with his mouth open as much as he could, and let his face go down.

Until the end, Gong Changqiu was in Taijia's arms and exhaled his last breath......

"Someone, someone!" Taijia hugged the withered corpse in his arms, tears raining down, like hugging an old tree, "There are assassins! There are assassins——! ”

His voice is like a light in the darkness, no matter how much he struggles, he can only fall silent.