The man said, "We don't have a lake in our tribe. ”

Qin Yue choked, looked at him like a fool, half-sounded, closed his eyes and said, "Then in the water." ”

He was a little moved, but his eyes fell on the bearded face, and he couldn't make up his mind, the bearded man looked at Qin Yue for a long time before he said, "Are you talking about the witchcraft you used?"

Seeing her miraculous methods, he was envious in his heart, but he also knew that the witch doctor's witchcraft was never passed on, so he asked.

Qin Yue pretended to glance at him contemptuously and arrogantly, and stroked his hair, "Since it's witchcraft, naturally I can't teach it to you." I have other ways to fish, and if you learn it, you won't have to worry about food this winter. ”

The group of primitive people on the opposite side were in a commotion, their eyes were fixed on Qin Yue, and they looked at the beard expectantly.

"Is what you said true?" asked one of the people in the crowd.

"It's true, of course, but what can you give in exchange?"

Qin Yue and Liang Jian have lived a self-sufficient life since they settled in the lakeside plain, and they really can't think of anything missing, she just wants to promote a friendly exchange of relations with the Black Wolf Tribe, and she doesn't want to offend a powerful tribe in vain.

The bearded man pondered for a moment: "Beast meat?"

"We don't lack anything. Qin Yue shook his head decisively.

"Hides?"

"There is no shortage. ”

The bearded man frowned, "The grass seeds?"

Qin Yue: "We don't lack any of these, your huge tribe, don't you have anything else besides these?"

The bearded man gritted his teeth and said, "Is it okay for a slave?"

"Slaves?" Qin Yue was puzzled, he didn't expect that there were already slaves on this continent, after thinking about it, they were taken captive to the Black Rock Tribe at the beginning and almost became slaves, thinking that this was also the way the tribes dealt with foreign races.

"That's right, there are hundreds of slaves in our tribal settlement, and when we return to the tribe, as long as the leader agrees, we can exchange slaves with you. Seeing Qin Yue's curiosity, the bearded man knew that she might be interested, so he said carefully.

Hearing this, Qin Yue nodded, looked at Liang Jian, who had been silent, and whispered in his ear, "Do we need slaves?"

Previously, Liang Jian looked at her negotiation with a calm face, but when she asked for advice, she stared for a moment, and said: "Yes, we lack people to do coolies." ”

Qin Yue was deeply ashamed of his evil capitalist exploitation habits, but considering a series of spring plowing plans after the beginning of spring, it was too difficult for the two of them to reluctantly agree.

After a few more words of conversation with the beard, the night was getting deeper, her eyelids were slightly heavy, and her head was tilted on Liang Jian's curved legs.

The next day, the morning light was faint.

The group left the cave and finally reached the Black Wolf Tribe on the third day.

The farther she went into the mountains, the deeper the snow accumulated, so she never noticed the tribe that was close at hand.

Qin Yue walked all the way forward with the footprints of his predecessors, until he bypassed the slope buried in the snowdrift, and saw a huge cave, outside which there were countless animal skin tents, and the snow had been cleared.

Seeing someone coming, the people in the tribe excitedly waved to them, and a few people quickly gathered around and asked questions with great interest.

When it became clear that Qin Yue and the others were the ones who had injured the red dragon, their eyes immediately flashed with anger, and they glared at them viciously.

One of them was a small radish head with black and white eyes that looked directly at Qin Yue, "Did you hurt my eldest brother......?

After saying that, he waved his fist and was about to rush up, as if he hated her to the core.

Before he could get close, his thin wrist was pinched by Liang Jian, and he couldn't move for an instant.

When the rest of the primitive people saw it, they were about to do it without saying a word, but they were stopped by the bearded man and dissuaded: "She is a witch doctor, she can save the red dragon's arm, let her see it first." ”

Hearing this, the rest of the people stopped and looked at Qin Yue in confusion, one of them looked at her carefully for a long time, and suddenly said: "You are the witch doctor who exchanged the herbs for us at the exchange meeting, why is it different from before?" The tone of the second half of the sentence was even more puzzled.

Qin Yue's expression was stiff, she changed into an animal skin coat in the cold winter, and she was afraid of the cold, so she was unkempt, and she was not much different from the primitive people in the tribe. No wonder the man didn't recognize her, to be honest, the primitive people here were dressed like beggars, and she couldn't tell who was who.

Now the person in front of her who was talking to her, she didn't remember who it was for a long time, thinking that he probably saw the exchange of herbs with the black wolf at the previous exchange meeting, and her clothes were different at that time, so he was deeply impressed.

The beard glanced at Qin Yue deeply, it seemed that she was indeed telling the truth, there was no way but to listen to her before, a dead horse was a live horse doctor, and now it seems that the red dragon's arm is more likely to be cured.

Liang Jian shook off the noisy little radish head with his big hand, and glanced at him warningly, so frightened that he didn't dare to approach any further, so he stood beside Qin Yue with his hands tied.

The beard brought Liang Jian and the others into the red dragon's animal skin tent, and there was a fire burning inside, and the warmth hit inside, but it was much warmer than the empty and airy cave.

The red dragon's lips were pale and covered with animal skins lying on the ground, his bare arms were covered with frostbite, looking miserable, and a primitive woman with low eyebrows was taking care of her, with tears shining in the corners of her eyes.

Looking at it this way, Qin Yue was a little apologetic, Liang Jian's face did not change, but his stiff body revealed his emotions.

That night they just wanted to force them back, but they didn't want to make it so serious, it was really not what they wanted.

The beard whispered something in the ear of the primitive woman, the woman glanced at the two people at the door of the tent, a touch of resentment flashed in the corner of her eyes, and the child from before threw herself into her arms and scolded Qin Yue and the others.

The woman hurriedly covered the child's mouth, lowered her eyes to hide her emotions, and lifted the animal skin from the tent with the child in her arms.

Only bearded, Qin Yue, Liang Jian, and the red dragon lying on the ground were left in the tent, Qin Yue stepped forward, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to cover the red dragon's forehead.

No wonder his lips were pale and unconscious, it turned out that he had a high fever and his forehead was very hot.

"Come in with a clay pot. Qin Yue commanded.

"Clay pots?" the bearded man hesitated, "The clay pot is a precious item for sacrifice, and it can't be taken out easily. ”

Qin Yue said dissatisfiedly: "Such a big tribe can't take out a clay pot, how do you usually boil herbs without a clay pot?"

"We don't boil herbs, we chew and swallow herbs when we are sick, and the illness will be cured. The bearded man replied honestly.

Qin Yue was speechless, no wonder the mortality rate was so high, he glared at him again, and his voice was stern: "Hurry up, if you can't bring the clay pot, this person will die of illness, don't blame me when the time comes." ”

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, the bearded man hurriedly responded and hurried out of the tent, carefully holding a clay pot when he returned.

"Go for another jug of water. Qin Yue commanded unceremoniously.

The bearded and muscular figure disappeared into the tent once more.

She took out the Mongolian knife, put it on the flame and scalded it, and peeled off the rotten flesh on the red dragon's arm without changing her face.

She noticed that the red dragon's arm did not hurt the bones, but the wound on the arm suppurated and caused chilblains, which had a tendency to spread, and if the rotten flesh was not cut, the consequences would be even more serious.

Soon, the bearded man came in with a clay pot filled with water, and Qin Yue put away the Mongolian knife, chewed the herbs and put them on the red dragon's arm.

Then he placed the clay pot on the stone on the side of the fire, and when the water was boiled, he grabbed a few herbs and threw them into the clay pot.