"The head of the Shanyang tribe, Shanxiao, the clansman Shanwu, Shui Li, has seen the dragon."

The mountain owl's attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, and he said frankly and loudly.

Shan Wu and Shui Li were already impressed by the charm of the dragon son, and bent down behind the patriarch to salute, and only a thin old man stood like a pine in the whole room.

"It's really tough!"

The dragon sneered carefully, greeted him, and stretched out his hand to signal everyone, "Everyone, please take a seat." ”

Everyone was just about to sit down, when they suddenly saw Chongmeng, who was guarding the door, walk in and say something in Shi Pan's ear.

After hearing this, Shi Pan looked stunned, and everyone didn't know what was going on, so they hurriedly asked.

"Longzi, another village has arrived."

"Oh?" The dragon spirit was puzzled: "Didn't you say that only four tribes came?" ”

Shi Pan said: "Longzi doesn't know, this village is called 'Abandoned Village', and the situation is very special. ”

"What? Are you from the Abandoned Village? The people next to him were amazed.

Shi Pan was also surprised, he explained it again, and Long Jing knew that this abandoned village was a village composed of people who had been expelled from various villages.

It is said that since the refugees came to the Hidden Dragon Valley, some people have been expelled from the tribe one after another, and they are called 'outcasts'.

Outcasts are often people who are morally corrupt or have done evil deeds, and these people are also spurned by other tribes, and are generally not taken in, but can only fend for themselves in the wild, and most of them die.

Later, some outcasts established a village somewhere in the southwest to provide a place for the outcasts to live in.

Since then, the abandoned people from all villages have gathered in the abandoned village, just like the descendants who have no support, for the sake of the family's interests, they are willing to drive themselves away, and finally go to the abandoned village.

In this way, over the past hundred years, the scale of the abandoned village has also developed, and I heard that there are many people, but as for the exact number, no one knows.

Because the abandoned village has never been in contact with the outside world, the people in other villages know about the canyon leading to the abandoned village, but no one has ever entered it, and those who enter it never come out.

If it weren't for the presence of the outcast village's guards at the mouth of the canyon that entered the village, it would have been suspected that all the people inside would have died.

"Interesting village." The dragon smiled carefully and said to Shi Pan, "The people of the Abandoned People Village are brothers of the same origin as us, and they are also a human race, please invite them in." ”

After a while, under the attention of everyone, I saw two people walking in, standing at the door, observing the situation in the house.

The dragon looked at them carefully, a young man of about thirty years old, with a wooden staff in his hand, black hair scattered, his face could not be seen clearly with his head down, and his head turned around, not knowing what he meant.

The other was a young woman, with a graceful face and a tranquil expression, with her eyelids hanging and not speaking.

She was also wearing a tight-fitting linen robe with large sleeves, and behind her she was carrying a large cylinder the thickness of a sea bowl painted by paulownia, the lid of which was tightly covered, and she looked a little heavy, as if it contained something.

"The wizard of the abandoned village, Huai Huai, Huang Cai, has seen the dragon son." The young man with the wooden staff shook his head for a moment, and said with his face in the direction of the dragon spirit.

Long Jing saw that his eyes were white, and he turned his ears to people, but he was a blind man who relied on his hearing to probe the outside world!

"A blind man who can survive in the treacherous jungle must have a superior ability."

He had a little respect for Huai, and after greeting him, he asked, "How are the villagers of the abandoned village?" ”

Huai Huai shook his head and said: "The abandoned village is a person who has been abandoned by the gods, hiding in a dark corner and struggling to survive, how can he live well?" ”

When everyone heard this, their expressions were dark, after all, there were some people in their village who lived in the abandoned village. There is still some concern to some extent.

"Alas!" The dragon spirit also sighed, paused, and was about to ask again, when he suddenly felt an itch on his body, like an ant crawling.

"Well, that's not right!" His heart tightened, and he immediately moved his gaze to the young woman named Huang Cai.

I saw that this woman's eyes were like autumn water, looking at herself with a bright eye, and wherever her eyes looked, her skin would itch.

The dragon spirit felt her gaze and immediately looked back.

The woman found out, avoided her gaze calmly, lowered her eyelids again, and seemed to have a trace of doubt in her expression.

"This woman is strange, her gaze is like a physical substance, and she can affect external objects in the air! Amazing! The gaze of the gods has no such effect. ”

Long was surprised, his expression remained unchanged, observing Huang Cai's expression as if he was nothing, and said suspiciously: "She seems to have seen the secret on my body." ”

Seeing that he was a little strange, and was about to be noticed by the people of his clan, Nu Luo on the side hurriedly reminded: "Longzi, the wine and food are ready." ”

"Okay." The dragon spirit nodded and said to everyone, "Distinguished guests, please take a seat." I am not in a hurry to talk about it in advance, come to my Ryuze Department, and be sure to taste the unique sake of my clan. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, taste the wine first, and then discuss the matter." Everyone had already heard of Du Kang's wine, and sat down in response.

The five elders of the Longze Department sat in front of the side of the dragon spirit, and the people of each department sat opposite the dragon.

The nobles of all ethnic groups drank the wine, and they all praised and envied.

After drinking a few bowls, the wine was hot, everyone relaxed, the atmosphere was lively, talking and laughing loudly, and even the mountain owls drank and laughed. Only the two people from the abandoned village sat on the very edge, only drinking and not making a sound, looking worried.

Yuhuan from the Ministry of Craftsmanship said: "I heard that the dragon son of the Longze Department taught the art of winemaking, I wonder if I can teach it to the brother tribes?" ”

It's not good for the dragon to refuse, so as not to ruin the image, and the bento didn't hear it.

Shi Pan waved his hand resolutely and said: "Wine-making is the art of the divine realm, and it cannot be passed on to the mortal world. This is the dragon god specially ordered the dragon son to bring to his believers, only the dragon son's tribe can make wine, others brew privately, will be severely punished by the gods. ”

Of course, Yuhuan knew that Long Zebu would not leak such a valuable technology to others, but he was not surprised, and asked about trading fine wine.

Gou Gong glanced at Lie Shanhong and Jiang Dayu, and the two Tuo of the Long Ze Department began their performance.

"Dare to ask Elder Shi, if our tribe is merged into the Longze Tribe, can we get the art of winemaking?" Lie Shanhong asked nervously.

"This ......," Shi Pan looked at Ryuko.

The dragon spirit smiled: "Of course you can, as long as it is from our dragon Ze department." ”

"Great!" Lie Shanhong clapped his hands excitedly, wanted to say something, looked at the others, and stopped talking, but he was still excited.

What does he mean, how can others not guess?

Everyone present is the big man in the clan, no one is confused, the's Yuhuan rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Longzi, several of our tribes also believe in the dragon god, you are sent by the dragon god to help the dragon god believers, how did you become the dragon son of the dragon Zebu family?" ”

"Exactly, the dragon son is the dragon son of all our dragon god tribes, not the dragon son of your dragon Ze family. So we can also get the art of winemaking. Shi Pan, don't you say? The cunning mountain owl seized the opportunity and questioned as well.

"......" The dragon spirit had never thought about this question, but was asked and was speechless for a while.

(Thanks to the book friends 'Snow Mountain 2017' and 'It's Fate' for their tips.) ）