Driving the cattle and sheep, Zhangxiong Gyatso led the people home. Their animal skin tents remained intact, and the crowd was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Zhangxiong Gyatso suddenly commanded.

"Dorje, you and Kampot dismantle the tent together, we can't stay here anymore. ”

"Why? It's so close to Yue'er Lake, so it's so convenient to get water?" said Zhangzhung Dorje was a little puzzled.

"Don't ask so much, just do it. "Zhangxiong Gyatso is the right color. Seeing his brother's serious appearance, the younger brother Dorje stuck out his tongue and obediently went to dismantle the tent with Kampot.

Brown Ma Yangzhen watched them busy, and nodded secretly, he guessed Zhangxiong Gyatso's thoughts.

"Yang Zhen, with your understanding, will Lang Nadu of the Black Sheep Clan continue to send people to hunt you down?"

Every livestock in the wasteland is precious, although it is early autumn, it is the time when the grass is abundant, and the cattle, sheep and horses are not short of fodder, but he also takes good care of the wildebeest that has been running for a long time, washes the sweat and dust on its body, and drinks water for the horse by the way.

The wildebeest also needed to replenish his salt, so he grabbed a handful of gray-brown salt and sprinkled it into the water, then brought the leather bag to the horse's mouth and let it drink.

Speaking of this salt, Zhangxiong Gyatso was powerless to complain. It's just dirt particles, and when you grill lamb, you sprinkle it with this kind of mud salt. No matter how fatty the meat is, you will panic when you eat it. Besides, you can't eat more of this kind of salt, it is mixed with too many impurities, and if you eat too much, you will have diarrhea. Zhangxiong Gyatso thought that when he had free time, he would strain the mud and salt dug up from the salt mountain to make ordinary salt. It's not too difficult for him.

Yang Zhen, the brown horse, was also taking care of his wildebeest, and when he heard Zhangxiong Gyatso's inquiry, he replied without hesitation: "Yes, I blinded his son in one eye, he hates me to the bone, and he will definitely send more people over next time." You're right to move, it's not safe here, and the best thing to do is to ask for help from the head of your clan. Although Lonnadu was not inferior, he would not make the two tribes unhappy for such a trivial matter. ”

Zhangxiong Gyatso smiled coldly and shook his head: "The reason why I want to move is because I am worried that my brother will be harmed. After all, they are still young and have not experienced such a thing. As for whether Lang Nadu will send someone, do you think that his men killed Aunt Dunzhu and his two sisters, and I will give up on this matter?"

"Gatso, listen to me, I know that you are blessed by the Immortal Heavenly Spirit, but you are only one person after all. If Lonnardo sends too many people, you won't be able to fight it. It's best to go and ask the Grey Sheep clan leader for help as soon as possible, right?"

Brown Ma Yang Zhen persuaded that he knew Lang Nadu too well, and Dawa Yang Duo had fled, so there would definitely be more than one person coming over next time.

Zhangxiong Gyatso did not respond, and after taking care of the wildebeest, he saw that Dorje and Kampot had already dismantled and packed the tents, so he said to the people: "Let's go, we still have a long way to go, and we must reach the Valley of the Wild Wolves before it gets dark." ”

"Big Brother Wolf Valley, it's not winter yet, why are we going to the valley to avoid winter?" asked Dorje curiously.

Wolf Valley, as the name suggests, used to be a valley occupied by a pack of wild wolves, but later Zhangxiong Gyatso fell in love with that area and thought it was the best place to escape the winter. So together with his younger brother, he killed the head wolf of the wolf pack, drove away the wolves, and the magpie's nest dove occupied. It became the territory of their brothers, and every winter, they would go to the Wolf Valley to escape the winter.

"Let's go, there are still dozens of miles to go, and I'll explain it to you when I get there. ”

Although the people were curious, they did not say more, drove the cattle and sheep, put the two children on horseback, and set out for the Wild Wolf Valley.

The weather in early autumn was the best in the moor, and they walked smoothly for dozens of miles, finally arriving before dark. From a distance, I could see more than a dozen wild wolves rushing out from the valley, fleeing without forgetting to howl a few times. ———— wolves remember the barbarians who killed their head wolves. Although the wolves had chosen a new leader, the fear of the subject Xiongjiacuo was in his bones. Usually, they can occupy the Wild Wolf Valley to inhabit, but when the elephant male Gyatso came here to take refuge in the winter, they gave up their territory very familiarly.

The reason why Zhangxiong Gyatso did not exterminate this group of wild wolves was also due to his own considerations. After all, the wasteland is full of dangers, and there is a lot of mistrust between people and tribes. There are many people who covet cattle and sheep and have bad intentions. Especially in the bitter cold of winter, a few more cattle and sheep will give you more hope of survival. Therefore, it is not surprising that many barbarians who do not have enough livestock and are hungry will rob other herdsmen.

Leaving this group of wild wolves to roam around can at least discourage many people with ill intentions, and even if it is bad, it can also serve as a warning.

The sky was dark, and it was too late to pitch the tent, but fortunately the weather was not cold now, and it was not a matter of sleeping in the open. But Zhangxiong Gyatso still asked everyone to hurry up and set up a tent, after all, today was supposed to be a big day for Solang Tondrup and Jinbachuni.

Although Solang's family has suffered bad news, they still need a little celebration to dilute their sadness.

Zhangzhung Dorje and Solang Gongpo were pitching their tents, while Zhangzhung Gyatso and Brown Mayangzhen were busy killing sheep and preparing dinner. Tondrup and his wife, Quni, were grateful for the arrangement of Xiong Gyatso, and busily burned cow dung to prepare a bonfire. Except for two children, Solange and Solangele, who were frolicking around, everyone was working.

The lack of cooking utensils like iron pots is really irritating. Zhangxiong Gyatso knew that with the backwardness of the barbarians, the iron pot should not be considered. Even Tashi's small-headed man can't afford it. It is said that the head of the Grey Sheep tribe, the Lobsang Gran family, has a large iron pot that can cook a whole sheep at a time. He had traded five long-haired oxen for the orc tribe to the south.

Zhangxiong Gyatso knew that the orcs and barbarians were almost backward and barbaric, and they couldn't make iron tools at all, and this iron pot was also obtained by them and the Terrans further south, as for what price they paid, it is unknown. But you definitely won't need five long-haired cows in the blackhearted———— you must know that five long-haired cows can be exchanged for a bride in the wasteland, and the bride price of Suo Lang Dunzhu is only four long-haired cows and dozens of sheep?

Speaking of which, tomorrow, in addition to making some necessary preparations, it is necessary to send two long-haired cows and twenty sheep to that old fellow of Jinba Rinchen. After all, in order to force Tashi Langdo back, he promised to give Jinba Rinchen more livestock. The man in the wasteland, his words count.

The sheep were slaughtered and cleaned up, and they were grilled on the bonfire. The only helmet iron pot was also boiled with water, and a few pieces of dried milk were put in to boil. The two children are too young to always eat meat.

When the stars were shining in the sky, the roast sheep was cooked, and the wild wolves were listening to the terrible howls around, but they were feasting.

Although they are herdsmen, they can't eat meat every day, and everyone eats it. Everyone casually found a place to wrap themselves in animal skin blankets and fall asleep. The tent was left for Dundrup and Jinbatrini.

Zhangxiong Gyatso and Brown Ma Yangzhen deliberately drove a few little ones far away ———— the wedding night, and if there was some noise, don't let the children disturb them.