Although replenishing water for Wu Xin and them means that the entire tribe will have to implement water rationing in the next half month.

But that night, the whole tribe was completely enveloped in a joyous atmosphere.

On the one hand, because the leader bought the orb, the women with higher status in all the tribes would definitely be able to get some, and the other reason was that Wu Xin gave a small bag of salt to this tribe.

The tribal leader also took two fat sheep from his herd and brought them out as the main food for dinner.

Around the bonfire, Wu Xin, who had rested for an afternoon, saw the folk customs in the desert.

Dirty instruments play noisy and chaotic so-called music, and the unattractive slave girl dances in a low-key so-called dance.

This was Deverich's assessment in her heart, but she had endured the humiliation just now, and she couldn't speak at this time, just fought mutton in silence.

No spices, just salt, but not bad.

"Brother Godafei, you are so polite, such music, such beauty, such food, it is really intoxicating." Wu Xin said to Godafi while nibbling on the most delicious lamb leg bone.

"Haha, if you like it." The simple national feelings made Gota Fe think that Wu Xin really liked the music, and yelled at his subordinates. "You guys, all push harder!"

Wu Xin complained in his heart, and he secretly regretted that he shouldn't have praised the music as well.

In fact, Wu Xin's real evaluation is similar to that of Deverlich, and art always needs to be communicated and studied.

A considerable number of the great masterpieces were indeed created by impoverished artists, but the civilization that gave birth to these artists had to have a certain foundation, at least not to use necklaces made of glass beads and colored stones as treasures, and women to compare themselves with each other about whose trade beads had a particularly bright shell on them.

I don't know what a real luxury is, and I don't have any idea how to distinguish a gemstone from a colored stone.

"Brother Sibo, are you going to continue walking into the desert?" Gota Fe is very concerned about Wu Xin's direction.

"I just need to be familiar with the guide to the southwest passage." Wu Xin said firmly. "In the desert, gold is not as good as salt, and only there is wealth that can make people rich for a lifetime."

His reaffirmation made Godalfi feel better, and the caravans operating in the north and south were much more difficult than the east-west trade, although they were also much more profitable.

But even nomadic herders rarely had the courage to advance to the equator, and much of the trade was carried out horizontally.

Godalfi's trading partners were basically several tribes of the same latitude, and if Wu Xin's tribe went south, his glass beads would be able to sell for a better price.

"Then you must be careful, Brother Sibo." He heard Wu Xin's determination, since he didn't steal business, Gota Fe really cared about Wu Xin. "The Sultanate of Tunisia to the west is in constant infighting, the prestige of the Khasf royal family is lost, and warlords of all stripes are rampant, and they are extremely dangerous to caravans, and they have no bottom line. And even worse, yesterday's news, it is said that Amin the brain-drinker, who has been operating in the upper reaches of the Nile, led his horse team west two months ago and appeared on the Sahara Desert trade route, you know, this guy is very hateful to you heretics, if you don't believe in the Lord of the Stars and Moon............ He'll drink your brain............."

Speaking of the deeds of Armin the Brain Drinker, Godafy shuddered unnaturally, although Godalfi was his parishioner, and it was not theoretically on his recipe

"Brain Drinker?! Did he come to the Middle Sahara? Sazastan obviously knew this man, and the name that made Godaphy, a star and moon believer, fear, show a hint of joy in Sazastan's voice.

"How?" Wu Xin asked him in his heart.

"This Brain Drinker Amin is a Mamluk nobleman, a Xingyue priest, who was at the peak elite level many years ago, and was able to perform sixth-level divine arts. When Jerusalem was under the control of the Mamluks in Egypt, he often murdered believers of the true God who went on pilgrimage. "Sazastan is also a little resentful when he says this, but only a slight emotion." After the Ottomans conquered Cairo, he led the remnants of the upper Nile to resist the Ottomans together with some of the most stubborn Mamluk nobles, and when I was in Madrid and Vienna, I always wanted to contact these remnants of the Mamluks, but unfortunately the Ottomans blocked the Nile channel, and communication through the desert was too difficult and never effective. ”

"So this crazy and dangerous brain drinker is probably our friend?" Wu Xin doesn't like brain drinkers, but he can also cooperate with him as long as there is a reason.

"You can try, and his evil deeds are not necessarily true, after all, the Ottomans were beneficial to their diplomacy by promoting the persecution of pilgrims by the Egyptians." Sazastan doesn't have a brain anyway, and it doesn't matter what this kind of thing is.

"Are you sure you can deal with him now?" Of course, hard preparation is also required. "He seems to be a little bit stronger than Seegal Attorney General."

"My soul capture is the most suitable to deal with samurai and wanderers, the brain drinker is a priest who is a little stronger than the samurai's will, it is difficult to kill him with this move, I am extremely short of spell casting materials now, it is better not to fight him, I don't have many teeth." Sazastan was modest at first, but there was a hint of arrogance behind him, and this enemy, which terrified half of the desert, was only the price of a few teeth.

The spiritual conversation went on very quickly, and Wu Xin was only in a slight trance, and then reconnected with Godafei's words: "What is the news about this brain drinker?" ”

"About three months ago, the last Mamluk sultan of Egypt organized his last counteroffensive on the upper Nile, and was defeated by the Egyptian Pasha of the Ottoman Empire at Thebes, the ancient capital of Egypt, losing thousands of troops. After this war, the Mamluks should no longer have the ability to organize tens of thousands of troops. "Godafy was very concerned about the situation in the East, and he did not want the Ottoman rule in Egypt to be consolidated.

"It is said that he led hundreds of elites all the way west, slaughtering several tribes that did not believe in the Lord of the Star and Moon, most of them were Drow elves and orcs, and there were also a small number of human nomads who no longer believed in the Lord of the Star and Moon after moving into the Black Continent. The tribal leader and the priests of the other gods, he ate all the brains, and it is said that he still uncovered the skull alive as in the past, and then poured boiling oil into it........." Godafy finished and put down the leg of mutton in his hand, he obviously had no appetite.

"He has a **Myra, nicknamed Nile Ghost, who has been following him for several years, and this time his eldest son Yusuf, the Eye Eater, and Abu Amin, the younger son of the Heart Eater, are also famous." These father-son soldiers are clearly a group of buffet lovers who make efficient use of the human body, and disc-takers who don't waste food at all.

Wu Xin frowned slightly at the terrible meaning contained in this series of names, but quickly continued to ask, "What is his purpose for going west?" There is always enough to feed people near the Nile, so why come here to eat sand? ”

"Who knows, maybe it's because they're afraid of the Ottomans, you know, the Sultanate of Tunisia is in disarray, maybe this careerist wants to go there and establish his own power." Godafy also understands the barrenness of his fast land, and the real careerists can't look down on these desert wells that can only feed hundreds of people at most, and the slightly better land is by the sea, and when it comes to the seaside, a few hundred elites with no roots are nothing at all, whether it is the Ottoman or Spanish fleet, it can be wiped out with one blow.

"This kind of force that does not intend to stay is the most dangerous, and it is likely to kill and burn indiscriminately all the way, you must be careful if you want to continue to go south." Godafi was actually worried about it himself.

"Haha, the desert is so big, maybe I, a heretic, won't be able to touch people at all." Wu Xin pretended to be calm.

"Hahaha, yes, maybe he has returned to the Nile, maybe he can live by the river, who will come to the desert to beg for a living." Godafy laughed in unison, saying that life in the desert was exotic for some Europa ladies, but for the locals, it was nothing more than a miserable life.

Hearing this, Deverrich, who had been eating Hesse fiercely, thought of the Teutonic Knights, who had been fighting hard with the Poles and Russians in the East for a long time, and nodded involuntarily: "Yes, if there is enough land on the Rhine, we Germans will not go to open up land on the ice field." ”

"I didn't expect that your personal slave girl is not only strong in combat, but also quite knowledgeable, although she is ugly and greedy, but she is indeed a little charming." As he spoke, Gota Fe pulled a slave girl at hand and said to Wu Xin. "In this case, this is the best goods that I bought from the Grand Bazaar in Istanbul by the caravan, let her serve my brother tonight, and let me sleep for one night, you slave girl."

Devrich's efforts to eat in order not to get involved in the conversation have now become a crime.

She couldn't bear it anymore, drew her sword, and roared: "The old lady is a noble knight of the Knights Hospitaller, and she has hacked to death many heretics like you who don't know how thick the sky is. ”

Godafy had more or less heard of the reputation of the Knights Hospitaller, and this time he was really a little shocked: "Brother Sibo, you actually have a knight slave girl?!" ”

So what is his identity?

Wu Xin didn't know how to answer.

Although there were many omissions in his judgment, which could even be regarded as imaginary, he did see something through Deverich's attitude towards Wu Xin.

Deverrich finally decided to swing his sword this time, but just after she recommended it, a loud roar sounded in her ears that only she could hear: "Stop! Think about your responsibility, our responsibility. ”

Sazastan is reliable at critical moments, his sentences are concise and to the heart.

"Haha, I appreciate your kindness." Wu Xin asked Sazastan to stop Deverich's movements, and put his arms around Deverich's waist. "It's a pity that I really like her and don't want to share it with anyone, and after the afternoon break, we're leaving tonight."