Qin Jian quickened his pace, and when he felt that the distance was about the same, he picked up the telescope and looked at the firelight.

The light fire is undoubtedly a few fires that are burning in several places, and there are several huge tents set up behind the fire, there are many men, women and children shuttling back and forth in the tents, if you look closely, they are wearing clothes similar to fur coats, very thick, but also tattered, sewing and mending, there are several women of different ages cooking things in rusty kettles next to the fire, and there are a few shirtless men chopping wood, at first glance it looks like a refugee camp, but seeing that they are all laughing and laughing, Qin Jian immediately denied this speculation.

"Could it be that they are outcasts?" Soon, Qin Jian frowned, and muttered to himself, it seemed that only this kind of guess was reasonable, after all, he had never heard of a refugee camp stationed in the wasteland.

After thinking about it, Qin Jian slowly walked towards their camp, just because he didn't have much water in his hand, he went to them to ask for some water to drink, and by the way, he learned about their lives, which could be regarded as increasing his experience.

When he arrived at the camp, Qin Jian felt that what he was thinking was too simple.

"Don't move!" Hearing that a stranger had intruded into their territory, the few strong men who were chopping wood just now immediately picked up axes and steel forks and surrounded Qin Jian.

"Hey everyone! I don't mean anything, I'm just passing by and begging for some water. The Qin family immediately raised his hands and explained to them, he had put the gun and knife in the basket before, for fear of misunderstanding the other party, but he didn't expect that even if he was empty-handed, the other party was still full of vigilance to stop him.

Perhaps the homeless people are really different from the people who live in the Anding area, they may have their own rules, styles, and even cultural beliefs......

Hearing Qin Jian's words, several men didn't answer him, but waved at the women behind them, asking them all to withdraw to the tent, and called the patriarch out by the way.

"Patriarch?" Hearing this word, Qin Jian was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart, is this a homeless camp or a tribal nation?

Not long after, the elderly patriarch took the lead and a group of people walked out and came face to face with Qin Jian, who had "surrendered" with both hands.

Compared to the others, the patriarch wore a relatively new fur coat, a string of wolf's teeth around his neck, and a colorful headdress on his head.

His appearance reminded Qin Jian of a book he had read back then, and the "shaman" in it was almost the same as his appearance......

"Hello, Patriarch." Qin Jian's friendly greeting, his hands still not lowered, after all, those men were still holding weapons and looking at him fiercely.

"Who are you? Where did it come from? The patriarch's face was serious, and his voice was hoarse.

Qin Jian immediately introduced herself, and wanted to make a long story short, do it

He made up that he was an explorer, who had just come out of the forest of Doom and was just passing by to beg for a drink, in short, he just wanted to prove that he was a good person and had no ill will towards them.

After listening to his nonsense, the patriarch nodded slowly, turned back to a man and said, "Go, get him some water to drink." ”

The "patriarch......" man seemed to be a little disdainful.

"Go!" The patriarch commanded sharply, and suddenly with a silent laugh, he came to Qin Jian and stretched his neck, tilting his head to look at him as if observing an alien species: "God told me that this is our guest ......"

His words made Qin Jian's back a little cold, and he still greeted him with a smile on the surface: "Thank you, patriarch." ”

Then, Qin Jian was entertained by this group of people, ate the stew that he had never eaten, and drank a bowl of soup, at first Qin Jian thought that the other party must be so sure that he was plotting against him, and then he felt that his worries were superfluous, the other party was really hospitable, and treated him as his own family, although I don't know if they were like this to other outsiders, but the patriarch repeatedly emphasized that it was not him who took a fancy to him, but a god......

Fortunately, he didn't believe in this god or that god, otherwise he would have almost believed it......

Soon the patriarch and Qin Jian chatted openly, and some of the content was also said, and some of the content was also said.

The patriarch's name is Wuren, and he is the fourth-generation patriarch of the "Jowa clan", and there are one hundred and sixteen people in the clan, all of whom are managed by him, how many men and how many women......

Qin Jian didn't come to the census either, so he listened casually. Maybe it's a special situation, this tribe is very different from the homeless camp he thought, and he hasn't even heard of the other party's beliefs.

"What harmony you have, your tribes! I love the unity and ability of the guys. In the end, Qin Jian commented, three points perfunctory, seven points sincere.

But when the Wuren patriarch heard this, his eyes widened, and he asked incredulously, "Honorable guest, do you like our clan very much?" ”

"Yes! Or else? ”

The patriarch was suddenly excited, as if he almost cried out for a moment, and for his reaction, Qin Jian was naturally full of black question marks on his face.

After standing up and bowing deeply to Qin Jian, Wuren waved directly to the side, and a young girl in the crowd who was small but outstanding-looking walked out, came to Qin Jian, and bowed.

Wuren opened his mouth to introduce: "This is my granddaughter, Lan Xiang, who is eighteen years old this year and has not yet married. ”

Qin Jian didn't listen carefully to Wuren's words, nodded at the girl, and smiled, "Hello, Lan Xiang." ”

"Hello." The girl named Lan Xiang slowly sat down next to Qin Jian, and looked carefully at her

His skin looked dark under the light of the campfire, but he was very healthy, and he wore religious ornaments on his head, and his eyes were large and bright, and his spirit was similar to that of Shanshan.

At this moment, she was looking Qin Jian up and down with big eyes, and when Qin Jian looked at her, she couldn't help but lower her head shyly, and the corners of her mouth rose faintly.

Qin Jian didn't think much about it, but there was still nothing to talk about with this girl, after all, after the other party sat down, he didn't ask anything......

But soon, a man in the prime of life squatted next to Qin Jian, and praised Lan Xiang for being able to cook, weave clothes, and sing and dance.

Another woman squatted on the other side of Qin Jian, and continued to praise Lan Xiang for being the most beautiful girl in the tribe, and she would take care of considerate people, and her body was also very healthy, so she would not make people feel bored and lonely.

"Good! Good! Awesome! Qin Jian was a little embarrassed, but he still cooperated with them to give Lan Xiang a thumbs up, thinking to himself what they were doing with this?

"Thank you, guest." Lan Xiang immediately smiled and replied to Qin Jian.

Then Qin Jian inquired about the two of them, they were Lan Xiang's parents......

If it is a parent, it should be normal to praise your daughter.

With the encouragement of Lan Xiang's parents, Qin Jian gradually had a topic to talk about with Lan Xiang, but obviously the other party was very shy and nervous, and he didn't dare to look him in the eyes when he spoke, but it was understandable to think about it, he had lived in the tribe for eighteen years, lived an isolated life, and had never been in contact with outsiders, so how could he immediately chat and laugh with outsiders.

Even her parents stumbled when talking to themselves.

Just as Wuren kept him staying here, Qin Jian hesitated for a long time, thinking that it didn't matter if he stayed overnight so late, anyway, the time was not imminent, so he agreed.

However, it was really embarrassing to throw Jiang Shuya and the others in the wilderness, he only threw the tent to them, and as for water and food, they didn't have it.

Just as Wuren was in high spirits and commanding the clan to build Qin Jian's "luxurious" residence, Qin Jian immediately said to him: "Patriarch Wuren, I actually have a few friends trapped in the wasteland, can I bring them here?" ”

Wuren didn't think about it when he heard this, and immediately nodded and said, "No problem!" ”

Immediately afterwards, he instructed a few strong men: "You guys, go with the distinguished guest, and be sure to bring back his friends!" ”

"Yes!" Several strong men responded in unison, took their weapons, and came to Qin Jian's side with an encouraging smile on their faces: "Let's go!" Guest! ”

"Okay." Qin Jian originally wanted to say that it was enough for me alone, after all, it was not far away, but the other party was too ......