"You can't shoot," a chief cried and pointed at Qin Lin: "That's our bald ancestor, who is rude to his old man, and his father and mother don't recognize us!" ”

Another Mongolian hundred-hundred-household caught up from behind: "Fart, what ancestor? Ah, this is not our tribe's, Ming, Ming, and Lord Ming'an! ”

"Mandu Taiji is also here! Batu has seen Lord Taiji! The Mongol warrior simply threw his bow to the ground and kowtowed to the opposite side repeatedly.

Elitu, Ming'an, Mandu Taiji...... More than a dozen nobles from the Mongolian tribes lifted their hoods together, and under the light of the lights, their faces made the Mongolian warriors see clearly.

Huo'er only screamed bitterly in his heart, secretly saying how could Qin Lin bring this group of ancestors with him? Now the situation is in trouble!

Half of the officers and soldiers of this thousand-strong team came from the Monan tribes, and the nobles such as Elitu were either their patriarchs or their original masters, and they didn't dare to shoot an arrow at the opposite side with a bear's heart and leopard guts.

Huo'er only gritted his teeth, rushed forward, and said loudly: "The other side is a person who deceives us with makeup, kill ......"

As soon as he spit out half of the killing word, the hundred households on the left stared at him with fierce light, and suddenly remembered that this guy's mother was Ming An's sister, and he was Ming An's nephew; One of the chiefs on the right also pulled out the khan scimitar, but the cold and shining blade was aimed at his boss, and he suddenly remembered that this person was from the bald department, and once said that when he encountered a snow disaster when he was a child, it was the patriarch Elitu who saved his life with a bowl of brown sugar water.

A single Mongolian nobleman can never confront Huang Taiji, but when the leaders of more than a dozen small and medium-sized tribes in Monan stand together, not to mention Huang Taiji, even the dead Altan Khan, and Tumen Khan, who is known as the descendant of the Golden Family and the Great Khan of Mongolia, must give them enough face!

Thanks to this open-mindedness, he saw the opportunity quickly, and immediately changed his words: "Kill, can't kill!" Honorable patriarchs, how did you get here? Haha, rare guests! ”

Not only did he say that, but he hung his weapon on his horse and jumped off empty-handed.

At this time, the kind of Dao killing intent on his back that was like a substance became weak, and Ming An's nephew lowered his gaze, and from the bald Shichang scimitar into the sheath, more Mongolian warriors also breathed a sigh of relief.

The heart that only hung in his throat finally returned to his place, only to feel that his back was cold, and he had already been soaked in cold sweat.

He Han also came to his senses, and when he saw these people brought by Qin Qin just now, he felt a little familiar, because they were dressed up as officials of the imperial court, and they didn't see it clearly in the dark, so they realized that they were all old acquaintances.

Qin Qincha's hand is really enough to deceive!

Facing the entire thousand-person team, Qin Lin paced leisurely and said with a smile: "Opened ears, what are you doing here?" Swords and guns, do you want to be bad for Benchin? ”

Huo'er only wanted to say that I was going to kill you, but the situation was already like this, and it was useless to play any more, so he had to accompany the smiling face: "Yes, it was Lord Taiji who heard that Qin was sent on patrol, and he was afraid that another wild wolf would attack, so he sent us to protect him." ”

Are you sure? Qin Lin pretended not to know, and his inquiring gaze swept over the faces of the Mongolian warriors.

"Yes, yes," all the Mongol warriors agreed, and they couldn't say in front of the patriarchs that we were here to kill you, and it was a big deal to tell them the truth in private.

"That's good," Qin Lin honestly and unceremoniously commanded them: "You have frightened the herdsmen of the Wangna Ancient Tribe, now help them clean up first, and then escort Ben Qincha back to Huacheng later." ”

Yes? The Mongolian warriors were taken aback, but when they saw that the patriarchs and nobles were nodding, they had to jump off their horses and help the herdsmen of the Wangnagu tribe tidy up the camp.

Seeing the strong enemy who was still murderous and attacking a moment ago, in the blink of an eye, he became the herdsmen's soldiers, and the herdsmen of the Wangnagu tribe were like falling into the clouds.

"Admire, admire!" He Han bent down towards Qin Lin and pressed his hand to his chest in salute, "Minister Qincha, you are really powerful, you have saved more than a thousand of our clans without moving, and your kindness will be remembered forever by the ancient tribe of Wangna!" ”

"It doesn't matter if you remember it or not, the key is whether there is a beautiful sister who promises you?" Qin Lin smiled evilly and muttered, but forgot that Hehan's Chinese level was really good.

He Han was immediately stunned, then turned around and left, looking really ready to choose a beautiful woman to present to Qin Qincha.

Qin Lin was absolutely overwhelmed: "Hey, I'm just joking, in fact, I want to ask about." ”

? Hehan didn't know about the murder of Hannaji, so he was mistaken, and said very apologetically: "Heyman is indeed the most beautiful beauty, but it's a pity that Qin sent you a little late, she was dedicated to Dacheng Taiji three years ago, but ...... I heard that she was not favored but was sent to shepherd sheep, and if you ask for Daesung Taiyoshi, you should be able to get her. ”

"Make a request to Daesung Taiji? Then you have to go to the underworld! Qin Lin sighed.

He Han was shocked: "What, Dacheng Taiji is dead?" He, his death can't have anything to do with Heyman, right? ”

After listening to the detailed description of the whole thing, Hehan also said what he knew.

The Mongol tribes were originally shamanic, and later gradually converted to Buddhism, but some small and medium-sized tribes still have remnants of shamanism, and is the daughter of a shaman.

However, due to the impact of Tibetan Buddhism, shamanism is becoming more and more declining, and Haiman's father can't get along, so he takes his wife and children to Qinghai, saying that he wants to switch to Buddhism and learn the essence of Buddhism.

Five years ago, Heyman returned from Qinghai alone with a caravan escort, saying that her parents had died in a foreign land, and that she had returned to her uncle.

It is conceivable that Haiman will not have too good treatment for this kind of orphan girl, and the more she falls, the more people will beat her idea, and after another two years, Haiman was unbearable, so he simply volunteered as the annual contribution of the tribe and gave it to Dacheng Taiji, who governs this grassland.

So for Haiman's matter, Wang Nagubu actually didn't know much, and He Han said very apologetically: "I'm really sorry, Qin Qincha, I'm afraid the clues we provide are not very useful to you." ”

Lu Fatzi and other brothers in the official academy were a little disappointed, because Haiman did not leave much life trajectory in the Wangnagu Division, and there seemed to be no high-value clues.

"Qinghai, isn't there enough information to study Buddhism?" Qin Lin laughed and asked again, "How do your shamans perform tricks, or cast spells?" Is there anyone else doing this? ”

He Han shook his head very apologetically: "Now people believe in the Buddha, and no one worships the shaman...... However,'s father had a box of magic weapons for her uncle, because he thought they had the purpose of warding off evil spirits, and he still kept them. ”

That's great! Qin Lin immediately asked to check it out.

Hehan took them to Uncle Hayman's house, "Arbat, show the box of things that your brother left behind, and show it to the minister." ”

A stout Mongolian herdsman took out the big box and said with a little flattery: "These things can drive away evil spirits, so I am not willing to throw away them after all these years of nomadic migration." ”

The translator turned the words to Qin Lin, Qin Lin agreed without a sigh, and his mind was focused on the things in the box.

When I opened the lid of the box, I saw a pair of cymbals made of copper, on which a layer of green rust had grown, and next to it was a brass bell, and two bells and whistles of the fierce god mask, which the shaman wore on his face when he danced the great god, and several other strange things like this.

Qin Lin picked up everything and looked at it, then put it aside, and finally turned to the bottom of the box, and he was pleasantly surprised to find two relatively large marionettes.

"Is this also for wizards?" Qin Lin asked at Hehan.

Hehan replied very simply: "Yes, our shamans here will use puppets to lure souls when they are séanced, and Heyman's father is especially good at this kind of spell, and the puppets are as if they are alive!" He also imitates the voice of a spirit, almost exactly like the summoned dead man, and is more beautiful than acting. ”

Because he had already converted to Tibetan Buddhism and no longer believed in shamans, Hehan spoke very directly, even with a little contempt.

Marionettes and ventriloquism, shamans' housekeeping skills! Qin Lin finally let out a long breath, and finally understood the modus operandi of Hannaji's murder.

"Let's return to Huacheng," Qin Lin walked out, and pointed at Huo'er again: "You, bring the soldiers and horses, and open the way for Ben Qincha!" ”

Okay, I was originally here to kill Qin Lin, but now I want to open the way for him, and I suddenly felt that I had eaten a fly raw in my mouth.

The point is, he still has to bite the bullet and swallow the flies alive! The leaders of various tribes, more than a dozen Mongolian nobles such as Elitu and Ming'an, all looked at him gloatingly.

"Order, the whole army will open the way for Qin Qincha!" Huo'er only endured the humiliation, he really ran far to the front to open the way, he really couldn't stand Qin Lin, he would rather buy a piece of tofu and die than stay with him.

Lu Yuanzhi and the brothers of the school captain almost didn't laugh in their stomachs, our Chief Qin really made it possible to call people, so that calling people's ears was just like calling their own big yellow dogs, it was really bad!

In the city of naturalization, at night, Huang Taiji and his cronies stayed up all night in the tent, waiting for the good news.

Newspaper - the lookout ran in quickly, "Taking advantage of the moonlight, I saw the general Huo'er only leading the army back from afar, the banner was complete, and there was no loss of soldiers and horses!" ”

It's done! Huang Taiji laughed proudly, and led his cronies to greet him, they had to see Qin Lin's head with their own eyes before they were willing, Huang Taiji even wondered if he should learn from Mr. Cui in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and said to Qin's head, "Is Qin Qin's difference okay?" "Fuck, that's a drag!

rushed out of the camp in a hurry, but saw Huo'er only coming from afar, and there was no joy on his face, as if he had died of his father.

Huang Taiji didn't think much about it when he was excited, and asked, "What about Qin Lin's head?" ”

"Here, it's still firmly attached to your neck," Qin Lin replied with a smile not far away, "at least it's more solid than your head." ”

Yes? Huang Taiji was so shocked that he opened his mouth and had to look at it.

Poor Huo'er, with a bitter face, he was played around by Qin Lin, what is the difference between him and the marionette of the shaman of the ancient tribe of Wang?

(To be continued)