Wu Qi saw the returning Uvel at noon the next day, and the horses of the head were followed by the horses of the Basil and Teller tribes, and on them were the important personnel of the two tribes. The shaman hid at the end of the crowd that greeted them, his gaze swept over the faces of the people on horseback, and he soon had a preliminary judgment on their thoughts. This judgment made his brows tightly twisted.

The shaman stood silently outside the chief's tent, while the other two important members of the other two divisions who had returned with Uvir were inside the tent. In the past, shamans would have a place in this kind of inter-tribal negotiation, and shamans would not necessarily be interested in the communication between the chiefs, but their presence meant the presence of all the spirits, and the respect of the chiefs for their ancestors. But today, the spokesman of the spirits can only stand outside the main tent, silently waiting. The gazes of the Fellows and the other two groups of guards pierced his spine, they had never looked at Wu Qi with such a gaze before, but now, everyone knew who the hero who had repelled and subdued the Skinned One last night, and everyone knew that the attendants of the spirits were too timid to show their faces.

They don't know anything. The shaman lowered his head and looked at his own shadow on the ground, they did not know that the head they revered was the source of the attack of the Skinners, that the so-called defeat and submission were just a show for them, and that they did not know where Uvel would take them! They don't know anything, so don't blame them. Wu Qi tried to convince himself that the problem was not with them.

He waited for a long time, and only when the initial sweat had dried up on his skin and turned slightly white, and the discomfort began to feel on his skin, the curtain of the main tent was lifted. Basil and the Teller men came out, talking as if they didn't see the witch standing in the doorway, and went to the rest place that Shale had arranged for them. The shaman stood in front of the tent and looked through the curtain to see Uvel, sitting lazily on the main seat with one hand supporting his chin. In the past, the head man would not make such a slow movement.

The last to come out of the tent were Uvel's guards, and interestingly, although he was chosen from the former tribe, Uvel, who was the first warrior of Shale, did not take them with him. The two warriors stood at the door of the main tent, and they did not ignore the shaman, and one of them said, "The head man wants to rest before dinner. ”

"Let him in, with the shaman, I can rest better. Uvel's voice caused the two guards to immediately turn towards him, striking themselves in the left chest with their fists. Their faces are filled with a sense of fulfillment that comes only when they trust someone with all their heart and give everything they have to him.

"Please come in, shaman. The guard, who had just spoken, became humble and stretched out his hand to raise the curtain of the tent for Wu Qi. When the latter entered the main tent, they playfully lowered the curtain to give the head and the shaman a relatively private opportunity to talk. However, the two men in the tent did not immediately start a conversation.

Wu Qi stared at the man in the main seat, his eyes were rarely so sharp, and now he seemed to want to see through Uvel's body, directly seeing the latter's mind and even soul. But that doesn't mean that the shaman is using a spell similar to the magic vision, he is looking at his own leader, his best friend, with natural eyes, at the man who has betrayed him.

Uvel's fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the chair, and his lowered eyes gradually raised to look at the shaman in silence, "I barely slept last night, and I have to eat with the head of the Royl Teller department later, so can you do it well and finish what you have to say? ”

"What is your purpose?" said after a few seconds of silence, he didn't ask about Uvir's physical or mental condition, because that wasn't the main problem right now, and even if he learned that the person in front of him was no longer the Uvir he was familiar with, the shaman couldn't do anything about it. All he could do now was to accept the current state of the headman and find a way to prevent the clan from being destroyed. Yes, the destruction of the clans. The story of the shaman's inheritance tells Wu Qi that with such a leader in the lead, the life of the Shale Department will not be long.

"Purpose. The leader repeated the word, as if chewing on its meaning, "What do you think my purpose will be? more people, more cattle and sheep, more vast and rich pastures, or more glory? What do you think I want? Actually, I didn't care about that from the beginning. On the contrary, I don't understand why so many people want me to be Shanyu.

"Why can't they help the other people first than wasting time with me? Isn't that more meaningful than instilling in a little kid something he doesn't understand? But you know what's most interesting is that the more I want them to get to the problem at hand, the more they focus on me. What can I do if I am a Shan Yu, how many Shan Yu were there in this grassland, where are they now, where are their tribes, and where are their exploits?" Uvel did not say these words with impassionedness, he did not even straighten up, but just sat there casually, and even the words that came out of his mouth became lazy and lazy.

"In the end, the grassland is still the same grassland, just a batch of cattle and sheep. I, I, and you, like all men, are the livestock of the spirits of your mouth, born among the basils, and when they die, they become the fertilizer of the basils. There is no meaning, such a life is meaningless, such a conquest is meaningless, such a story, it is meaningless. ”

Wu Qi's face changed with Uvir's words, and at first, he was disgusted and disdainful, because he thought that Uvel would say that he did not care about Shan Yu because he no longer wanted to be the head of the clan, but only wanted to seek everything for his own pleasure. However, his leader was not so superficial, and when Uvir said four meaningless words, the shaman's expression turned to shock and confusion, and although Uvel's tone was weak, what he said pierced through the heart of Wu Qi. "So, what's the point?" the shaman couldn't help but speak.

The leader smiled, he knew that Wu Qi had already begun to enter his train of thought, but this did not mean that the shaman would join him, in order to convince Wu Qi, Uvel slowly stretched out a finger, "One, one is meaningful. All the meaninglessness on the steppe is because of chaos, our tribes are chaotic, our beliefs are chaotic, and the totems are chaotic, like dust in the air, each independent. Like the stars in the sky, like your spirits. Even if someone tries to break the status quo and change this, they will soon be obscured by other dust and change back to the original state. ”

"I'm not going to do that useless work. It is not uncommon for me to be alone, and the loosely gathered power will inevitably disappear loosely in the end. I, I want this steppe to become one! I want all the tribes to use one totem, to believe in the same gods! I want to make the whole steppe turn from dust to stone in my hands! Then, I want to expand the edge of the steppe, I want to make the whole world, all the people who have a language, one with us, so that this world will change, permanently, completely. This, it makes sense. ”