White Salt Tribe.

The third fire of the day was extinguished, and everyone looked at the black smoke of the ruined tents, and everyone had a hidden resentment on their faces.

The chief of the White Salt Tribe, a middle-aged man with a shrewd and wealthy face, hurriedly comforted his generals whose tent had been burned down, promising many benefits, but as soon as he returned to his tent, his kind and kind face collapsed.

"Hasn't the witch been found yet?"

The person below wiped the sweat from his forehead: "No, I've searched everywhere, and the big witch left a mark at the beginning, but it was gone." ”

"Send some more men to find it, and send out all the slaves!" said the chief, pouting with disdain at the roar of the one in the tent not far away.

As a result, he was blinded in this "little place" that he looked down on, and when he said it, he laughed to death, and hid without holding his head, and shouted for fear that others would not know that he was blind.

Hearing the cry mixed with pain and anger, a flash of happiness slipped in the chief's eyes, but then he became worried, who is so capable of injuring a natural ability warrior sent down by the kingdom like that?

It's still something that happened near his tribe, if it is not dealt with well, the tribe will be bad, not to mention the anger from the kingdom they can't afford it, even the benefits that are about to come will fly.

A woman in her forties, who was also quite wealthy, suddenly broke in: "Dafang, what did Lord Yan say, did you tell you the method of weaving?"

Dafang was the chief's name, and he glared at his eldest wife, that is, the chief's wife, "Tell me, what can I say, I'll yell it out as soon as I go over." ”

The chief's wife widened her eyes angrily: "He wants to repay the debt? When he said that he taught us to weave cloth well, he had been planting hemp for so many years, but what about the cloth?

Dafang hurriedly looked at the others, but fortunately, all the people present were his henchmen, and he glared and said, "Be quiet!"

But he was also holding back the fire in his heart.

I think that at the beginning, he and his mother-in-law were also from Shangguo, and they were punished to this desolate northern land after committing a crime, and it was Nayan who found them and said that as long as they helped his master control this salt pond and use salt to manage the large and small tribes around the northern land, they would immediately fight as soon as they appeared.

It's been almost twenty years in a blink of an eye, and with the help of Flame's master, he has secured the position of the chief of the White Salt Tribe and become the real boss of the Northland, but he can't be happy.

- It's too hard here!

If you want a house, there is no house, there is no carriage and ox cart, you have to toss everything by yourself, originally he lived well in the kingdom, but now he lives in a leaky tent with animal skins, and he wears animal skins, and he walks the world barefoot, not to mention shoes, not even a piece of cloth!

If it weren't for the fact that the owner of the flame sent someone to send something from the kingdom every year, he would have gone crazy a long time ago.

This has been tormenting for more than ten years, and he finally can't help but ask for real long-term benefits, instead of waiting for that rare food or something every year, and the owner of the flame is also generous, so he said let him weave and make clothes by himself.

He was overjoyed.

That year, someone sent hemp seeds, and soon, the green hemp grew, but how to weave the cloth? They were able to make some pieces of cloth out of their own blind tossing, but they were hard and rough, and they sat under the buttocks, and how did they make clothes?

The First Chief of the Northlands is no less obsessed with clothes than Lu Qing.

When he was about to lose weight, Flame finally came and promised him a way to spin and weave, but he didn't expect to be blind in two days, how could he mention it now!

He sighed: "Let's go to the mountain tribe to come back soon, I hope the news of the slaughter of the mountain tribe will make him happy." ”

Thinking about him, he was a little excited, he hadn't eaten much decent food after leaving the kingdom for so many years, and this time he accidentally got wheat, there was no reason why Yan always didn't let him plant it, right?

At the same time, the slaves of the White Salt tribe were sent out to search for the whereabouts of the witch doctor.

These people are different from the mountain tribes, these are old slaves, and everyone has the mark of slave on their face, which is a sign of shame and a means for others to distinguish them from ordinary people.

One of the men had a different look, they were as thin and numb as the others, but if you looked closely, you could see that their eyes were nervous, and their eyes followed the man in front of them, like a pack of wolves following the head wolf.

This "head wolf" is a very tall person, although because of long-term hunger, the ribs of his naked upper body protrude obviously, but he is not like other slaves, as if he will break off if he hits casually, on the contrary, his waist is straight, his body is straight, his gray-blue eyes are shining like a beast, and his facial features that are deeper than ordinary people show a bit of ferocity, which makes people not doubt his strength at all.

He casually led the people behind him, looking for them as if he were looking for them, but when he was separated from the others, he suddenly waved his hand in one direction and moved forward quickly.

The people behind him immediately followed him and quickened their pace, they did not communicate or say a word, silently but resolutely obeyed the command of the person in front of them.

At each point, the leader would stop to sniff and reconfirm his direction, and in this way, he and his team soon reached a canyon.

He ordered the crowd to stop and carefully distinguish the smell in the air, which was indeed the smell of the thing he had placed on the witch doctor, and beyond that, there were the scents of three people, but not the breath of the strong.

He licked his lips, waved his hand, and without saying a word, everyone behind him spontaneously split into two paths and advanced into the canyon.

The slave had no weapons, and the leader naturally did not have them, but he took out a stone cone from his straw skirt, and the four cones were sharpened by cold and sharp, and there were grooves for bloodletting, and he silently climbed up the hillside, saw the four men in the canyon, and then jumped down like a cheetah that had found its prey.

Ershi was washing things in the stream, when she suddenly noticed a shadow flashing on the water, she looked up, and saw the person with a cold face, swooping down high, and under it was a knife with his back to the man.

"Be careful!!

She shouted, and the knife that was under the cold light of the stone thorn saw her frightened expression, and the whole person suddenly exploded, and she rolled to the side without thinking.

The movements were neat and decisive, narrowly avoiding the stone thorns.

The next moment, with a bang, the stone knife and the stone thorn slammed together.

......

Lu gently followed Gugu to the canyon, shaking something a little similar to the dog's tail grass in one hand, and grabbing a few wheat grains with the power of life in the other, his expression was quite leisurely, looking at the twists and turns of the mountain road, and said with a smile: "They really know how to hide, they can find such a hidden place, I don't know if what came out of the witch doctor's mouth ......."

Suddenly, her smile froze.

The smell of blood wafted through the air.

It's human blood.

Her heart sank, she threw the grass, put away the wheat, and the people rushed in like a whirlwind.