Two stepping stones that could not be refused allowed Song Chaoyu to successfully enter the knife clan.

He was greeted by an old man dressed in dark cyan clothing, with a cloth towel wrapped around his head, and no hair leaking. She is the priest of the Daodao clan, Mrs. Raya, and one of the few clansmen who can read, write and speak the Central Plains dialect.

"That's what you said, can you produce 1,000 catties of grain per mu?" Raya priest looked at the red cheeks on the table that were bigger than a fist.

Song Chaoyu nodded: "It's my friend, a treasure sent from an extremely distant place." ”

It's all over the small world plane, can it not be far?

The host carefully inquired about the region, climate, and civilization development level of his side, and then chose these crops for him. Song Chaoyu showed the Raya priest the improved sweet potato.

Raya priest carefully held it and looked at it for a while, she didn't believe Song Chaoyu's words very much in her heart, but just as Song Chaoyu thought, even if there was only a one percent chance, they were not willing to let it go.

The life of the Knife Clan is not easy.

They have lived in the mountains for generations, and they depend on the sky for food. And after Yuezhou City was controlled by the White Relic Clan, who had a grudge against them, all the shops in the city, as long as they recognized them as Daodao Clansmen, would increase the price of anything they sold, no matter how high or low, would increase the price several times.

In a year with a bad harvest, half of the people of the Knife Clan had to strangle their stomachs.

But even so, they never went out of the mountains to loot, which is why Song Chaoyu chose them to cooperate.

Raya priest said, "I can't be sure if what you say is true or false. ”

Song Chaoyu smiled and pushed things over: "This small bag of seeds can be given to you." ”

He took out another piece of paper and put it on the table: "The above is an introduction to sweet potatoes and how to plant them, you can open a piece of land and plant it first." ”

The Dao Clan has been dealing with those Dajing people outside for so many years, how could they have ever seen such a sincere object?

High Priest Raya was inevitably a little moved, and worried about being deceived.

She reluctantly put down the grain in her hand, and finally remembered another "sincerity".

"Mr. Song said, and brought Nawei's head?"

The Sword Clan hated the White Relic Clan deeply, and Na Wei, as the leader of the White Relic Clan, was naturally the hater of hatred. The Sword Clan is even afraid that the good hand in the clan has assassinated Nawei, but unfortunately this person's strength is too terrifying, too difficult to use.

That is to say, the grain varieties that can "produce thousands of catties per mu" are too attractive, and the Raya patriarch suddenly can't take care of the big trouble in this clan.

Song Chaoyu nodded: "Yes, it's just that Nawei is not a human head now, he is still alive, and he was locked up by me." ”

He didn't think about asking for Nawei's life at first, not because he was soft-hearted, but because he thought that he could exchange his life for more things, and locked people up in Han Governor's Mansion.

He said, "If you want, I will have someone deliver it within three days." ”

Raya priest rejoiced: "Alive? Live better! ”

Seeing that Song Chaoyu was so sure, she felt a lot more at ease, so she asked, "Mr. Song, what do you want our sword clan to do?" ”

Song Chaoyu secretly said that this sword clan has really been in the mountains for a long time, and even the oldest and smartest Raya priest looks very naïve.

He hadn't even revealed the conditions yet, and she was so clear

Manifestly show the "sincerity" brought to him

of euphoria and satisfaction.

If you meet a shrewd person, you can't immediately sit on the ground and start the price?

Song Chaoyu did not rush to say, but first introduced his identity and deliberately pointed out Zhao Lingwei's identity.

Naturally, the Daodao clan will not really know anything about the outside world, and there is a vassal king from Yuezhou who is entitled by the imperial court, and they still know it.

Raya's face immediately became vigilant: "We, the sword clan, do not interfere in external affairs. ”

Song Chaoyu said softly: "I know that nobles like tranquility and don't like to cause trouble. But if you don't cause trouble, trouble won't it provoke you? ”

"I've heard that in the past three years alone, the White Relic Clan has attacked the Sword Clan several times."

"Our ancestral land has the help of heaven, what can the White Relic Clan do to me?"

Song Chaoyu shook his head: "The priest is a person who has read books, don't you know the harm of one and the other?" ”

"The Knife Clan has been living in seclusion in the mountains, and five years later, ten years later, it will still be the same as it is now. No, under the deliberate suppression of the White Relic, you may be poorer than you are now. ”

Raya priest's face sank.

But she knew that Song Chaoyu was right, now Yuezhou City sold their things at a high price, and the young people of the Dao Dao clan would be rejected if they wanted to go out to work. And under the obscenity of the White Relic Clan, the other small tribes in the mountains did not dare to do business with the Dao Dao Clan at all.

Song Chaoyu said again: "And what about the White Relic Clan? They controlled the entire Yuezhou and were the de facto kings of Yuezhou City. Have you ever wondered what that means? ”

Raya's lips moved.

She knew that it meant that the White Relic would have endless food and money, both of which would bring more and more people to the White Relic.

It means that they can dress the warriors of their clan with the thickest armor and use the sharpest weapons.

One trades off the other.

She chewed the word silently in her mouth and understood Song Chaoyu

meaning.

Someday, the White Relic will be strong enough to break through their natural danger.

At that time, what will be the situation of the knife clan?

Thinking of those small tribes who were slaughtered by the White Relic Clan, Raya Priest's eyes sharpened and he looked at Song Chaoyu: "Then what does Mr. Song want us to do?" ”

Song Chaoyu did not sell Guanzi this time: "His Royal Highness the King of Yuezhou is the king of Yuezhou." Your Highness will cooperate with you to defeat the White Relic. ”

"The White Relic Clan is not so easy to defeat." The Raya priest was unmoved.

"I'll help."

He said lightly: "His Royal Highness the King of Yuezhou is different from the White Relic Clan. He is the prince of Yuezhou, and all the people in Yuezhou are his people, including the Daodao clan. ”

"I can promise for Your Highness that one day, we will make the king of Yuezhou rich and powerful, so that there will be no more starving people in the entire Yuezhou, and we can wear warm clothes in winter and no longer suffer from the cold."

"The clansmen of the Dao Clan can enjoy the same treatment as the Dajing people in Yuezhou."

The Raya priest was frightened by what he said.

How difficult is it to make sure that there are no more people starving to death in the entire Yuezhou? Except for Kyoto, which is the richest, I am afraid that officials everywhere would not dare to say such things.

But she remembered the sweet potatoes that had been carefully placed on the table at the moment.

If this thing is really as Mr. Song said, it is not impossible.

She didn't say yes right away.

Song Chaoyu didn't think that she could agree all at once.

He wrote a letter to the Han Governor's Mansion, and the clansmen of the Dao Clan sent it to the Han Governor's Mansion. He himself said that he wanted to spend a few nights in the Knife Clan.

Although the priest did not agree to his request, he treated him very politely, and arranged for him to live in a small two-story main building, and the dinner was also very delicate and beautiful.

The Daodao clan lives in the deep mountains, the night is quiet, and the night sky is extra clear, Song Chaoyu stands in front of the railing of the bamboo building to admire the moon and watch the stars.

The Milky Way was like a band of light, and the stars were shining in it, and the brightest one, its light even overwhelmed the moon on the other side of the sky, and so on—

The light overwhelmed the bright moon?

Song Chaoyu only felt a throbbing in his soul, and saw that the amazingly bright star suddenly burst out with a strong brilliance in the dark night, and a red flame fell towards him like a meteor.

His eyes widened, not startled by the sight, but as he sensed a familiar aura above the flaming stars that were getting closer.

At this time, it was not too late, most of the clansmen of the Dao Clan had not rested, and they were sitting in a bunch chatting with the clansmen in twos and threes carrying bamboo stools, and this strange and conspicuous scene naturally fell in their eyes.

In their eyes, it was a burning red flame that fell from the sky, falling towards the territory of their sword clan.

Many people stood up in shock, but after the flames got closer and closer, a house was even bigger, and it fell straight into the two-story bamboo building not far away.

It's the guest house where the foreigners live!

Such a big and fierce fire fell into the main building, but it seemed to be extinguished suddenly. Quietly, the bamboo building is still standing there, and there is no appearance of catching fire.

Everyone looked at each other, and if it weren't for the fact that so many people saw it at the same time, they would have thought that they had just hallucinated.

Raya priest hurriedly walked over, she also saw Fang Cai's vision, after thinking for a while, she ordered a few young and strong men from the clan, and went with her to the bamboo tower to see Song Chaoyu.

The other clansmen were also eager to follow behind to watch the excitement, but she glared at her fiercely before stopping.

Song Chaoyu was even more surprised than the others at the moment.

He raised his hand, and a red flame danced on the tip of his left index finger.

The flame could not speak, could not communicate with him, but wrapped its fingers affectionately. Most importantly, he felt a familiar aura in it.

It's Koakagi.

Little Akagi was the closest guardian star to him in the last mission world.

Although theoretically, as long as the strength is strong enough, the various small worlds can pass with each other, but each side of the small world is hidden in chaos, how difficult is it to find it accurately?

I don't know how Xiao Chimu found him, but in this world, he can't cultivate Zhou Tian Xingchen Jue, he can't communicate with Xiao Chimu, and Xiao Chimu can't use the "domain"

The conjured clone and came, but he didn't know how to do it, and a small flame floated over.

Song Chaoyu touched the small flame and thought a little curiously, how to raise a flame.

There was a clear knock on the door downstairs.

He went downstairs to open the door, and saw the solemn Raya priest and the curious Dao Clan behind her.

They came for the vision.

Song Chaoyu also remembered the raging fire just now, it looked terrifying, but it was actually just a phantom. The real flame was only a small cluster that he could see.

Song Chaoyu hadn't thought of any reason before he sensed the breath of a person by the small flame he hid in his sleeve, and floated out curiously.

Song Chaoyu: ......

But when I saw that the expressions of Raya priest and the others changed, they turned into a deep excitement and ecstasy!