This is a small tribe, including the elderly, women and children, I am afraid that there are only a thousand people. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The conditions of the info tribe are quite harsh, most of the villagers are not clothed, even women, they only use animal skins, rags cover a few important parts, and their hair is messy, and there is almost no image to speak of.

After Jiang Yun and Zhao Junren were brought back to the tribe by Shanyue, they were immediately imprisoned in a pigsty.

Yes, it's an empty pigsty! In the dimly lit hut, a wooden fence surrounded the city, and in front of it was a rectangular stone trough, which was covered with uneaten soup and vegetable leaves, exuding a burst of rancid smell, mosquitoes and flies flying together, cockroaches and fleas were all the same color, and it was indescribably disgusting.

Fortunately, there was a window at the back of the room, about the size of two palms of an adult, and although I didn't expect to escape from here, I could breathe some fresh air by the window.

Shanyue is not particularly friendly to foreign races, but at present, it is not hostile. At least on the day they were locked up, a scrawny old man came to the wooden house, took Zhao Junren's dislocated right arm on it, and even fed him some decoction. This herb is extremely effective, Jiang Yunyuan is also worried about whether there is a risk of infection worsening in Zhao Junren's wound in this messy environment, but he doesn't want to be able to wave his arm in two or three days, and his body has almost returned to normal.

The boy thanked the old man very politely, but the latter was rather cold, only nodded, and walked out of the hut, never to be seen again.

In the blink of an eye, a week had passed since the two of them were taken captive to the tribe, and these days, except for a boring life and a little rudimentary food, there was no threat to their lives. But it is not a matter to be kept and fed as a pig, and after a long time, Jiang Yun began to be a little restless. Fortunately, one morning a week later, a distinguished guest came to the tribe.

It was a young man in his twenties, about the same size as Zhao Junren, with resolute facial features, a little less sunshine that a young man should have, but a little gloomy, which felt the same as the tiger he saw that day, as if he was a beast with a restrained breath, strolling leisurely, and every move revealed a sense of danger.

This young man has a very high status, no matter how old or young in the tribe, the gaze that looks at him makes Jiang Yun can't help but think of the eyes of those villagers looking at Steward Liu in Jiangjia Village that day, the only difference is that in the eyes of these Shanyue, in addition to flattery, there is also a touch of fear. The big man who brought them back at the beginning is now also hunched to the side, as for the tiger slaughtering boy, he has completely lost the brave and fierce spirit of the day, like a rabbit baby, carefully cat behind the big man.

Jiang Yun is not interested in the identity of the young man, after all, he is a guest, he is a prisoner, the difference is too big, it has nothing to do with it at all. Observing the villagers through the window was the only thing he could use to pass the time these days, and what really surprised Jiang Yun was that the first sentence that the young man said to the big man was actually Chinese. "Prey ready?"

Six words, Jiang Yun heard it clearly! It is true that Zhou is a lingua franca, but the difference between speaking and who speaks it on what occasion and who speaks it with whom! This is the depths of Yinan, full of native Shanyue people, in this case, the first sentence to say the Zhou language, there is only one possibility, the young man in front of him, is a mainlander!

A mainlander, but he is treated so courteously among the Shanyue tribe, no one will believe it at all. Jiang Yun looked back at Zhao Junren, and saw that he was also stunned, and his surprise was no less than Jiang Yun.

Just as the two of them were wondering about this, the young man and the big man had finished talking, and turned around and walked towards the pigsty. Opening the door, the big man walked in first, and said to the two of them in stiff Chinese: "You guys, go!" ”

Jiang Yun looked at the young man steadily, and asked tentatively, "Are you from the mainland?" ”

The young man's face was cold, he glanced at Jiang Yun, and said lightly: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, maybe you can live longer, come with me." ”

"Where are you going?" Zhao Junren asked.

The young man frowned, revealing a little impatience, but he didn't speak again, turned around and walked out the door. "Die or go, choose for yourself."

With all that said, the two no longer hesitated, followed the young man closely, and strolled out of Shanyue Village. The young man took the lead and walked in the front, but the back of his head seemed to open a pair of eyes, and after walking for a while, he said lightly without looking back: "Don't look around, in my hands, you can't escape!" Illusions will only make you die faster, don't force me to act, my men won't survive, you know? ”

I'll give 100 points for this forced pretend! Jiang Yun retracted his gaze in embarrassment. Although the young man's tone was loud, but looking at this posture, he did not have the slightest suspicion of bragging, and the young man who slaughtered the tiger looked cowardly in front of him, and the young man's skills could be seen.

Seeing that Jiang Yun had a lot of rules, the young man nodded with satisfaction, continued to walk forward, and said to himself: "Although it doesn't make much sense, according to the convention, report to your own family!" I want to know your names. ”

"Zhao Junren."

"Yes." The young man replied noncommittally. "Another?"

"Jiang Yun."

Hearing this, the young man stopped, turned around slowly, stared at Jiang Yun's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Say it again." ”

"Jiang Yun."

"Which ginger?"

"Ginger of the tooth!"

"Are you sure?" The young man squinted his eyes, stared at Jiang Yun, and said, "I hate the surname Jiang the most in my life!" Think before you answer! ”

Jiang Yun looked amused, and replied disapprenosingly: "Don't think about it!" The eldest husband will not change his name, he will not change his surname, and if he says that his surname is Jiang, he will be surnamed Jiang, I will not only be called Jiang Yun in my life, but also Jiang Yun in my last life! ”

Scare me! Was my brother scared? In his previous life, Jiang Yun was barely a policeman in the hooligan team, but in the police team, he was really a hooligan! He lacks everything, so he doesn't lack that kind of mixed energy, which provokes him, and his boss dares to beat him, otherwise he would have been assigned to a small patrol officer from the anti-drug career.

The young man's eyes flashed slightly, and after a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and continued to walk forward. "My name is Luo Tian, and when I get to the temple, report my name if there is anything! My father has not yet returned, and in a few days he will meet you and ask you something. ”

Bet right! Jiang Yun couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this. Just because he's a bastard doesn't mean he won't have a brain, after all, there's nothing to stimulate him to that point. Although I don't know what the problem is with my surname, it is obvious that for the young man in front of him, the surname Jiang is quite important.

The reason is simple! His life and death are completely in the hands of Luo Tian, if he really hates the surname Jiang, he will kill himself directly, and he would rather kill the wrong person than let it go! In Yizhou, especially in the Yinan Realm, he is completely a small character, Luo Tian can't have any burden and trouble to kill him, and Jiang Yun never doubts that the other party has this ability.

In that case, why bother asking again, even with a warning tone of serious threat, this kind of behavior is illogical. It seemed to be fierce, but in fact there was no risk, Jiang Yun even vaguely caught a glimmer of opportunity at the first time when the young man spoke. Now it seems that everything is going well.

At least, life was saved.

And then ... Temple? Yinan Mountains, the habitat of Shanyue, where did the temple come from? Luo Tian was walking not far ahead, and Jiang Yun was inconvenient to ask more, so he could only look at Zhao Junren with a puzzled face.

Zhao Junren obviously noticed this as well, and when he saw Jiang Yun looking at him, he shook his head slightly without showing a trace. Not to mention Jiang Yun as an outsider, even Zhao Junren, who has lived in Yibei for generations, has never heard of the existence of a temple in the Yinan Mountain Range.

Wait! Temple... God! Zhao Junren suddenly exclaimed, looked at Luo Tian's back, and said in a trembling voice: "You... You are a member of the Ancestral God Cult! ”

I've heard of ancestral teaching! Ancestral God Cult? What the heck? Jiang Yun also looked at Luo Tian, his face full of astonishment.

Hearing this, Luo Tian stopped and turned around, and said with a smile: "Since you have heard of it, then I will introduce myself again." In Xia Luotian, he is the son of Luo Kang, the great elder of the Ancestral God Sect, and the current chief protector of the Ancestral God Sect, Shan Yue, oh no! The first warrior of Yizhou! ”

Grass! It's a bit big! Just the last word, how to listen ... A bit of a self-styled taste.