Hearing the sound of the drum, Wei Qi's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly stopped his hand and said, "I can't go anymore!" The sound of the drum means that the leader of the village is dying! ”

Chen Sheng raised his eyebrows and said puzzledly: "His head is dying, what does it matter to us?" ”

Wei Qi hurriedly said: "Adults don't know! In this land of Baiyue, there are many strange customs. The customs vary from place to place. There is a custom in this neighborhood that whenever the patriarch is dying, the tribesmen will kill his wives and concubines and slaves and bury them together. After a pause, Wei Qi said again: "In addition, the patriarch is dying, the village will inevitably be on guard against the attack of other forces, if we approach at this time, we will inevitably be arrested by them as spies, and the consequences will be unspeakable!" Wei Qi trembled, he had never encountered such a thing before, and many merchant companions who did not understand the customs of the Baiyue people died in such an unknown way.

"Is there such a thing?" Chen Sheng frowned slightly, and then said, "It doesn't matter, if their patriarch is sick and dying, then I can treat him, maybe I can save his life?" ”

"Sir, are you joking?" Wei Qi's voice trembled a little: "You know medical skills?" Wei Qi only dressed as Chen Sheng, but he was just hiding people's eyes, how could he know that Chen Sheng's medical skills were not bad.

"This is natural." Chen Sheng smiled indifferently, pointed to the strip of cloth in Fan Yuan's hand with "Holy Hand Rejuvenation" written on it, and said, "It's still smart." ”

The village is surrounded by a wooden fence with a large bowl mouth, and the bottom is a low wall made of stones, which looks very solid. Above the village, a flag painted like a dragon and a snake is fluttering, which should be the faith totem of this village.

The sound of crying in the village was endless, but Chen Sheng did not hear the sad feelings from these rhythmic crying sounds, but these Yue people were more like singing, and the crying and mourning songs of the eternal inheritance were howled out with the sound of drums. Listening to Chen Sheng's ears, he felt a little nondescript.

It was difficult for Chen Sheng to understand this custom. But this land of Baiyue is full of uncivilized barbarian savages, can you still expect him to carry out a decent funeral according to Confucian funerals? According to Wei Qi, at this time, the head of the village seems to have not lost his breath, and he is still honored to participate in his own funeral!

"What people!" Approaching the village less than a hundred steps away, Chen Sheng could already see the crowd in the village, and a feathered arrow shot out from a hidden place on the side, but the archeryman's archery skills seemed to be good, and the arrow sank into the land in front of the three of them. This shout was naturally shouted in the words of the Yue people. However, Chen Sheng is not unfamiliar with it in his ears, this native language of the Yue people is not far from the Cantonese language in Guangdong in later generations, although the syllables are not very different, but he can understand one or two in front of him. Hearing this voice, Chen Sheng actually had some intimacy. In his original era, he was a Cantonese man, a native of "Barbarian"!

The intimacy in Chen Sheng's heart suddenly appeared, but suddenly it was like pouring a basin of cold water. Because from the trees and grass, more than a dozen men with weapons in their hands, barefoot, and upper bodies suddenly burst out. These men all have hideous expressions, tattoos on their faces and bodies, and they look like evil spirits crawling out of hell.

"We are Langzhong doctors who go to the square, passing by your land, and there is no malice!" Wei Qi hurriedly shouted. He knew that the Yue people had always been arrogant, and this was another tense moment in the village, if he didn't clarify it quickly, it would be a lot of fun.

Chen Sheng squinted his eyes and looked at the dozen or so men. These men are all strong men with a height of more than 1.75 to 1.9 meters, with big shoulders and round waists, and they seem to know that their combat effectiveness is not weak. However, the weapons on this guy are a little simpler, nothing more than some hardwood, mounted with a sharpened stone, or some stone axes, and some people have copper spears in their hands, but the copper spears are rusty and mottled, and at a glance, you can know that some time ago, it should be a foreign product. It won't be made by the natives themselves. Chen Sheng frowned darkly, although the Yue people's smelting technology was not high, but they would not lag behind like this, and even metal weapons could not be put together. It seems that this village is too poor to be armed with more advanced weapons.

The leading brute looked at Wei Qi, then at Chen Sheng and Fan Yuan, vigilant in his heart. They are not afraid of Chen Sheng and Wei Qi, but Fan Yuan, a big man, is terrifying when he stands to the side. Although Fan Zhi had a smile on his face at this time, the barbarians knew that one Fan Fan could sweep away several of them.

"First of all, you are Langzhong? Northerners? The first person recalled Wei Qi's words, his face was a little strange, and he slowly walked over and spoke. This person is five big and three thick, and he looks like he is over forty years old. The body shape is only one size smaller than Fan Yuan, with a rough face and a fierce look.

"Not bad. We are Langzhong. Chen Sheng replied: "From Yun Mengze!" Chen Sheng gestured.

Yun Mengze was originally the Daze of the Chu State, even if it was the Southern Barbarian Baiyue, he also knew this place.

"Kill them!" The leader's face sank, and he immediately ordered the people around him.

Chen Sheng was slightly stunned. This guy doesn't follow the routine! Why did you ask for your identity, but instead you still started to kill?

"What do you want to do?" A person next to him hurriedly spoke to stop the strong man. "They are Langzhong, how can you kill them!" This man was relatively short, not young, and his skin was a little dark, but his eyes had a cold aura, and he seemed to be a little dissatisfied with the behavior of the guy named Ben Sheng.

"These are northerners! How many brothers and sisters they have killed us, how many homes have they destroyed, why can't I kill them? Ben Sheng said fiercely: "Qianlong, if you dare to stop me, I will kill you, the old patriarch is no longer good, after I become the patriarch, I look good with you!" ”

"Huh, northerner? I'm afraid they're Langzhong, so you will have murderous intent, right? It wasn't the northerners who destroyed our homeland, but the leaders under the command of Su Wuzhu! If you want to be the patriarch, defeat me and talk about it, otherwise I will never let you be the patriarch of the clan! ”

Chen Sheng frowned slightly, from the conversation between the two, these two people seemed to have a grudge in the past! From the conversation between the two, it seems that the struggle for power in this village is also involved. Unexpectedly, a small barbarian village that has not yet been civilized has such a thing, Chen Sheng can't help but feel a little funny. It seems that in this world, there is no escape from the struggle for power and profit!