Chen Sheng listened to the two bickering and felt bored. The war of words between the two quickly escalated, and there were signs that a weapon fight was about to break out. And from the words of both sides, Chen Sheng finally understood why Na Bao Sheng wanted to kill himself, but Na Long tried his best to stop it.

Ben Sheng wanted to kill himself, not because he came from the north. It's your own identity. Ben Sheng was reluctant to let Dr. Langzhong get close to the village, while Qi Long hoped that Dr. Langzhong, who was traveling far away, could enter the village to help see the dying old patriarch's injuries. Let's see if we can save the old patriarch's life.

It stands to reason that Bao Sheng should not stop the dragon. But Ben Sheng is one of the recognized warriors in the clan, and he is the nephew of the old patriarch, and he is the best candidate for a patriarch, if the old patriarch dies smoothly, it is estimated that he will not have much resistance to becoming the new patriarch.

It was difficult for the two of them to coordinate in dealing with the opinions of Chen Sheng and others, but the strong men present were more inclined to the idea of Qi Long. After all, the old patriarch has not yet lost his breath, so he will hurry up this foreign Langzhong to show the old patriarch, and the dead horse will be a live horse doctor, and if it is effective, everyone will be happy.

Those strong men unscrupulously discussed the fate of the three in front of Chen Sheng, and Chen Sheng was full of black lines. He is rarely funny, why do these guys treat them as soft persimmons that are easy to hold?

Ben Sheng couldn't compete with the strong men around him, so he had to back down, stared at Qi Long fiercely, and then looked at Chen Sheng and the others fiercely, and said in his heart: "It's okay if you kill that old immortal, if you let him come back to life, hum ......."

The dragon took a step forward, clenched his fists and said, "Guests from afar, welcome to the land of our Yueren......

Wei Qi looked at the dragon who was still fierce and vicious just now, and spoke kindly at this time, he was worried in his heart, and kept giving Chen Sheng a look, wanting to leave here quickly after greeting this group of Qiyue people, this is a fierce place, it is not suitable to stay for a long time!

Chen Sheng didn't notice Wei Qi's eyes, and he was very polite to Qi Long. This Yue tribe is one of the hundreds of branches among the Yue people in the south, the population is not large, only a few thousand people, and it is divided into several nearby villages, this village is about 2,000 people living together, it is already a relatively large settlement.

After talking to Chen Sheng, Qian Long was surprised, it turned out that among the three of them, Lang Zhong turned out to be the young man in front of him. I couldn't help but be a little surprised. The Yue clan, who used to border the Chu State, and later the Chu State expanded to the south, migrated to the southeast to escape the war, and also had some impressions of the medical skills of the Central Plains, knowing that the older the Lang Zhong is, the more experienced the medical skills will be, this Chen Sheng didn't even grow a beard, he was Lang Zhong? Can he? However, adhering to the principle that a dead horse should be a live horse doctor, Qi Long had no choice but to bite the bullet, tell Chen Sheng about the old patriarch's illness, and ask Chen Sheng if there was any reason for him to be helped.

It turned out that the Yue clan did not get along well with some of the surrounding Yue tribes, especially with some ethnic groups under the rule of Dongou Wang. Because the Yue clan occupies the most fertile fields, mountain forests and water sources in the vicinity, in the southeast of this mountainous and difficult to cultivate place, the place where the Yue clan is located is already a rare paradise. Therefore, other ethnic groups always look down on this territory, and often invade the territory of the Yue people.

Fortunately, the combat effectiveness of the Qianyue tribe is not weak, and they can still stand firm in the war. But recently, due to the Dongou King in order to resist the attack of the Qin people, a large collection of grain, grass and soldiers, because of the location of the Yue, so the expropriated grain and soldiers are several times that of other villages, because of the unfair treatment, and the Dongou King Su Wuzhu always supports other Yue people to oppress the Yue people, the anger of the Yue Yue people accumulated, and finally broke out, under the leadership of the old patriarch, the Yue people expelled the grain collector of the Dongou King. But soon after, the army ordered by the king of Dongou appeared to attack the Yue tribe, if it were not for the Qin army advancing too fast, the army of the king of Dongou was transferred to the Qin army in large numbers, otherwise the village of the Yue tribe would have been breached.

During the war, the old patriarch was wounded by the enemy's hidden arrows, and the witch doctor of the clan tried his best to save it, but he still couldn't save the old patriarch. In order to end the pain of the old patriarch, the clan decided to hold a funeral for the old patriarch today, and then use poison to help the old patriarch relieve the pain, and then send the old patriarch and a dry martyr to the cliff behind the mountain to hold a hanging burial of the highest standard.

Hearing this, Chen Sheng frowned slightly, he couldn't imagine that the contradictions between the various ethnic groups in this Yue region were so acute, so in this way, the army combat team of Dongou would not be too strong, how could an army that couldn't even attack a village be able to resist the crushing of the imperial army? However, Chen Sheng was also a little ridiculous, he couldn't imagine that this Yue tribe still had this kind of humanitarian spirit to euthanize the suffering patients.

Hearing the symptoms of the old patriarch's injuries, Chen Sheng's brows furrowed. This disease is not difficult to treat, of course, this is said when there are conditions for treatment. And right now it's very tricky. One of the old patriarch's shoulders was shot by the enemy's poisonous arrows, and the arrows were caught in the cracks of the bones, and they couldn't be taken out, so the whole shoulder was swollen thicker than the thighs, no matter what medicine he took, it was useless, and after ten days, the whole arm had turned black and purple, and the whole person was also delirious and had a high fever. Because of this, the clan thought that the old patriarch had no hope of surviving, so he could only give the old patriarch a happy heart.

After Chen Sheng listened, he said to the dragon: "The old patriarch's condition is not light, if he doesn't handle it well, he will indeed die, even if he is cured, I am afraid that he will lose a shoulder." ”

Hearing this, Qi Long said excitedly: "As long as you can save the life of the old patriarch, what if you have one less shoulder, you are still a good man!" When the group heard that the old patriarch's life could be saved, they hurriedly hugged Chen Sheng and went to the cottage. Only Ben Sheng was left alone, staring at the backs of everyone in the distance, his eyes were fierce and abnormal.

In an open area in the stockade, hundreds of people circled around a blazing fire, and their mouths made sounds that seemed to cry and howl, a shaman-dressed shaman, covered in strange oil paint, was dancing with all kinds of irregular movements as if he were convulsing, and beside the fire, on a stretcher made of wood, a man with a swollen body and purple and black right arm lay on it, panting with difficulty. Beside the old patriarch, there were still many female dependents, presumably the wives and concubines of the old patriarch, but these female dependents were crying, according to custom, they would have to be martyred for the old patriarch soon after.

"Great wizard, don't jump, the old patriarch is saved!" The dragon took Chen Sheng's hand and rushed towards the gathered clansmen, and immediately hugged the wizard who was dancing the great god and roared loudly.