Most of the primitive clans in the wilderness may not know what a spy is, let alone what an undercover agent is. But Li Qing Shui knew that it was necessary to cultivate loyal henchmen and swear a death oath before he could be sent to lurk in the other party's power, and it could never be a newborn baby.

What kind of person a child will grow up to depends on the environment in which he lives and the beliefs he has been exposed to and accepted since childhood, even if this child is not the bloodline of the Qingshui clan, if he is raised here, it will naturally be equivalent to the clansman of the Qingshui clan. Since he had no clue, Li Qingshui just watched—he really wanted to know what this woman would do with the baby?

The woman's expression was very hesitant, it was obvious that her place or her identity could not or could not take in the baby, and she had little experience in such things. After a while, the woman flew up into the air with the baby in her arms, and looked out over the mountains of the wilderness, where there were other tribes, large and small.

The woman held the baby in one hand and put the white bamboo cane-like magic weapon to her lips with the other, blowing a beautiful divine sound, which could also be used as a flute. The sound of the flute is gentle and clear, and the surrounding mountains gradually harmonize with the birds one after another, and many birds spread their wings and fly one after another, surrounding the woman as if dancing in the air.

Suddenly, the flute turned and the pitch became higher and higher, and it became extremely high but became inaudible. It's not that the flute has disappeared, it's that the pitch is so high that it is beyond the limits of what the average human ear can hear. The woman also cast a spell to protect the baby in the crook of her arm, so that he would not be affected by this strange divine sound.

The birds flying around the woman seemed to be driven by this sound, and suddenly flapped their wings and flew towards the distant mountains, and then the roar of beasts was heard from the mountains. The woman was actually casting a spell to drive birds and beasts, and seeing this scene, Li Qingshui even more suspected that she was a master who had cultivated the form swallowing technique. Although there are many secret methods in the world that can do this, the Swallowing Technique is undoubtedly the most effective one.

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More than ten miles away from the valley where the Qingshui clan settled, there was another tribe's village high in the mountains. A dozen miles may only be a short distance on the plains, but in this wild mountain with cliffs and ravines, it is a long and difficult road to traverse. The tribe lives on a gentle slope by a spring, surrounded by dense forests, and not far from the village is a bottomless cliff.

Their village was also walled with stones, and there were more than 400 men, women, and children, although they could not be compared with the Qingshui clan, but they could be regarded as a relatively prosperous tribe in this area. Due to the barrier of the mountains, in the middle of the night that day, the clansmen here did not hear the shouting and killing sound from the Qingshui clan's station, nor could they see the fire.

The steep mountains can block the sound and vision, but they can't block the wind blowing high in the sky. The smoke and dust raised by the fire of the Shimizu clan's walled city drifted high into the air with the updraft, and more or less dispersed into the surrounding mountains and fields. In the daytime of the day after the Qingshui clan extermination tragedy, the village could smell the smell of scorching in the wind blowing in the distance.

The patriarch climbed to a high place and looked into the distance, and found that there was smoke and dust rising somewhere in the distant mountains, which was the direction of the Qingshui clan's walled city. Of course, his first reaction was not that the Qingshui clan was exterminated, but that there was a mountain fire nearby. However, it seems that the place where the mountain fire started is still far away, and there are several ravines in between, and the steep mountains in this area also make it difficult for the mountain fire to spread on a large scale, and the patriarch is not worried that it will spread to the vicinity of the village, but only told the tribesmen about it, reminding everyone not to go out today, especially not to go in that direction.

When the sun rose the next day, a flock of colorful birds flapped their wings and flew over the village, and after a short time, someone in the village suddenly shouted, "Look, muntjac!"

A few muntjac scurried through the mountains and forests, and this was the favorite prey of the tribesmen. The muntjac meat is not only delicious, but the fat can be refined into oil, and the muntjac skin is also gentle and comfortable. Some took up arms and wanted to hunt muntjac, while many more said to the chief, "Let's go to the fire and see, it should have been extinguished, and if we don't go, other tribes will choose the cheapest one." ”

After every wildfire, there are often many carcasses of wild beasts, some of which are even half-baked, and most of these beasts are lost in the fireworks, and are smoked, burned or thrown to death in a hurry.

But wildfires are not fun, sometimes the wind will blow the burning grass and trees into the distance, causing a larger fire, if the unburned grass and trees are on fire again with the wind, it is likely to trap the people who enter the fire. Once the smoke fills the air, people can't see clearly, and in the rugged and steep mountains, it is very dangerous to get trapped in the fire.

The patriarch climbed to the top again, and made sure that there was no more smoke and dust rising from the distant mountains, and then he gathered the sturdy men of the village and set out. They walked deep into the mountains, of course, with weapons, and more often with bags intended to carry all kinds of prey. The frightened muntjac running outside the village made them very excited, and it seemed that there should be a group of muntjac in the fire.

They have lived in the mountains since childhood, and they have walked lightly on the rugged and steep mountain road, taking the road to the Qingshui clan's residence outside the mountain, but they have never found any mountain forests that have been burned. In the afternoon, someone asked the patriarch, "Master Shan, what's going on, are you mistaken?"

Someone else said, "How could Master Shan be mistaken! Even I could smell the smoke wafting from afar." ”

Someone else said: "It's not early, and if you don't go any further, you won't be able to go back to the village until it gets dark." ”

The patriarch's name is Ruoshan, and the clansmen call him the mountain master. Shan Ye held a bone staff in his hand, and a long knife at his waist, looked at the sky and muttered: "Anyway, we have walked so far, and further ahead is the walled city of the Qing Shui clan, let's just go there for the night, and buy some things just needed by the way." ”

One of the clansmen said, "It's strange, I clearly saw the smoke from the mountain fire, and I saw the muntjac outside the village, but I didn't meet any wild beasts along the way." ”

Ruoshan: "I don't think it's right, I usually see wild beasts when walking on this road, not to mention that there is a mountain fire on the opposite side, and the beasts that are scared away should run this way, what's wrong today? ”

The walled city of the Qingshui clan is the most prosperous place in this wilderness. For many tribes, walking out of the mountains and dense forests to this open valley is equivalent to coming to the "outside the mountain" of the world of flowers, many people have never walked out of the deep mountains for generations, this is the most prosperous place they have ever seen in the world.

When this group of people walked out of the dense forest and into the flat valley, they looked up, but they stood on the spot with wide eyes, and the things in someone's hands fell to the ground unconsciously. The once prosperous Qingshui Clan's walled city has been reduced to ruins, leaving only buildings that were half-destroyed by the fire, and the four fields are quiet, not even a single figure!

It turned out that the smoke and dust that the patriarch saw yesterday did not originate from a mountain fire, but a fire ignited in the Qingshui clan's walled city, but where did the Qingshui clan's clansmen go? Even if there was a fire here, there was a water source nearby, and it was impossible for it to spread and burn down the entire walled city? Even if the entire walled city was burned down, it would be impossible for not even one person to escape?

Ruoshan was the first to react, holding the bone staff in his left hand and pointing forward, and pulling out the long knife at his waist with his right hand, he commanded: "Something big happened here, I don't know where the people of Lu Dao have gone, let's go over and take a look." ...... Bo Zhuang, Zhong Zhuang, you two follow me, everyone follows me, prepare weapons, the situation is very wrong!"

Bo Zhuang and Zhong Zhuang are brothers, and they are also the strongest warriors in the tribe. The Patriarch of Ruoshan was extremely shocked, and he also wanted to find out what had happened to the Qingshui clan, but he had a keen sense beyond ordinary people, and he could sense the extraordinary tragic aura left in the ruins of the walled city, as if a terrifying tragedy had happened not long ago.

Led by Wakayama, everyone cautiously walked into the ruins, the ground was full of scattered ashes and scorched wood, and there was a strange cracking sound under their feet. They examined the half-collapsed houses, but found no one, not even a single body. Bo Zhuang was puzzled and said: "There is no one in the house at all, and there is no fire at all, everything is untouched, where did the Qingshui clan go?"

Ruoshan didn't speak, and stood still and shivered inexplicably. He told his people to pull back, raised the bone staff in his hand and closed his eyes to cast a spell, a faint wind on the ground and ashes swirling around the tip of the bone staff. Ruoshan suddenly had green tendons throbbing on his forehead, and when he opened his eyes, he seemed to be greatly frightened, and the whirlwind immediately stopped the ashes from falling to the ground.

Shu Zhuang asked, "Master Shan, what did you find? Where are all the people here?"

Ruoshan's voice was inexplicably hoarse when he spoke again: "They didn't go anywhere, they all died in the fire, and there were no bones left." It's not a fire here, it's someone who set fire to the Shimizu clan and extinguish it. He had just sensed that among the ashes were the ashes of the burned corpses, scattered everywhere in the ruins of the entire walled city.

It was unimaginable that the powerful Qingshui clan tribe had been wiped out silently, and not even a single corpse was left, and someone asked in a trembling voice: "Who did it, ghosts or monsters?"

Ruoshan shook his head and said: "It's people, a lot of people! No tribe in this area can wipe out the Qingshui clan, those people should come from far away from the mountains, all of them are very powerful, they surrounded and attacked the walled city. "Traces of knives and axes can still be found on a lot of scorched wood in the village, obviously there have been fierce battles, and many footprints of shoes have been found outside the village, and most of the people here usually don't wear shoes, and even if they do, they are not that kind of shoes.

The people were already stupid, and they didn't know what to say for a while. The distant world realm beyond the mountain, the tribe that was powerful enough to wipe out the Qingshui clan overnight, these were beyond their imagination! A breeze blew, and the ashes raised on the ground fell to everyone's feet, and this sunlit ruin inexplicably became eerie and terrifying, and many people couldn't help but shiver.

At this time, someone suddenly pointed to the center of the walled city and shouted: "Look, what is that!"

People looked in the direction of his fingers, and suddenly they all showed even more horror, and they all clenched their weapons, forming a half-solitary defensive circle with the patriarch Ruoshan as the center, and the shuttle spear was held high, and the bow and arrow were wound as if facing a great enemy. I saw that on the half-collapsed altar in the center of the walled city, there was a fierce tiger lying on it.

This tiger is different from the usual appearance, the pure white hair is distributed with crimson lines, and it looks so beautiful and handsome, it is actually a rare rouge tiger, and it is the first time that everyone, including Wakayama, has seen this strange beast. Rouge Tiger was shocked by everyone and stood up and looked back at this side.

Everyone set up and did not move, and they were all nervous. The sturdy men in the wilderness have learned to hunt since childhood, and they can also hunt all kinds of powerful beasts with their weapons, but under normal circumstances, when they encounter large beasts in the mountains, they generally do not take the initiative to attack, but only protect each other with weapons in their hands, and shout loudly to scare the beasts away.

If a powerful beast is desperately attacked, the hunting people are also prone to death and injury, and if the lives of one or several tribesmen are sacrificed in order to hunt a wild beast, of course, the gain outweighs the loss. There are also much easier and less dangerous prey to hunt in the mountains and forests, and people usually do not fight to the death with large beasts, which in most cases also know how to protect themselves.

The people living in the wilderness know that the rarer the beast, the more dangerous it is, this is a rouge tiger that has never been seen before, and he did not dare to act rashly, and he did not even shout, he was waiting for the patriarch to give an order. And the rouge tiger glanced at them, and suddenly jumped off the altar, this leap was more than ten zhang away, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared out of the village, as if what people had just seen was only an illusion.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as the cry of a baby dispelled the eerie silence in the ruins. Just where the Rouge Tiger was just lying, there was a bamboo basket on the altar, and it was from there that the cry came.

Wakayama was the first to walk briskly, put away the long knife and bone staff, and took out a baby who was not yet a year old from the bamboo basket. The clansmen gathered around and talked in surprise—

"How can there be a child here, could it be that the Qingshui clan stayed, why didn't he die?", "Look at the posture of the tiger just now, the basket should be in its arms, why didn't it eat this child?", "As soon as the tiger left, the child cried, oh my God, could it be that the tiger was breastfeeding the child!"

Although it is rare for wild beasts in the mountains to nurse human babies as cubs, there have been rumors in the wilderness since ancient times, and people have thought of this possibility. But something is wrong, the beast that is feeding its cubs is the most frightened, and is often much more aggressive than usual, how can the rouge tiger see everyone and leave?

Patriarch Ruoshan said: "It is a strange beast, it may have been psychic, it wants to save this child, and it also hopes that we can save him." ”

The patriarch was the most knowledgeable person in the tribe, and his words were the most authoritative, and he was almost never questioned, and everyone showed a look of sudden realization. At this time, someone shouted: "Look, Lord Shan, there is a hole in this side of the altar, and there is a cellar below, and there seem to be a lot of treasures in the cellar!"

The entrance to the secret room under the altar of the Qingshui clan has been dug up, and they have discovered it at this moment, and everyone has entered the secret room to inspect, and from time to time they let out bursts of exclamations. The so-called treasures of the simple tribal people are often the things that are truly precious to them. There are all kinds of utensils stored in the secret room, some gold and jade, most of which are used to worship the mountain gods, but what makes the people more interested are some other metal utensils or metal blanks that can be processed, which is too rare for the deep mountain tribes!

To their greatest surprise, there were beans and hemp seeds stored in the secret room, not ordinary food but seeds left to be sown. The Qingshui clan established a walled city, so many people could not live by hunting, in fact, most of the Qingshui clan people did not hunt, they built utensils, planted crops, raised livestock, and their walled city was also a place for nearby tribes to trade.

The fibers of hemp can be woven into cloth, the seeds can be eaten or squeezed for oil, and the beans are a delicacy. When many tribes in the wilderness have not yet learned to plant, the people of the Qingshui clan have specially opened up the wilderness to sow and harvest every year. Having obtained these seeds, it would certainly be a great thing if you also learned from the Shimizu clan to sow them in season like the people of the Qingshui clan.

Wakayama told his people his guess: the Shimizu clan had suffered a catastrophe, and a group of powerful murderers had come from far away from the mountain, slaughtering all the inhabitants and burning the village. The cellar beneath this altar was a secret room that housed the precious collections of the Shimizu clan, and when the catastrophe came, someone put the baby into the secret room.

But the Shimizu clan was all killed, and no one could come back to rescue the baby. But a psychic beast passed by, sensed the breath of a baby, dug up the cellar, and took out the bamboo basket containing the baby. The baby was the only orphan left behind by the Shimizu clan, and was blessed by the gods.

Everyone has seen what happened today, this child has such a strange experience as a baby, and he will definitely be an extraordinary person in the future. It may be that the gods of heaven appeared and couldn't bear to see the Qingshui clan extinct, so they kept him, which was also a gift from their tribe, so the clansmen wanted to take the baby back and raise it well.

The clansmen thought so, and praised the Ruoshan patriarch for being well-informed and able to know what people did not know. Wakayama held the baby in his arms and commanded, "Carefully inspect the walled city to see if there is anyone else to save and anything useful." ...... I don't know if those murderers are still nearby, and we can't stay here for a long time, so we retreat to the mountains to find a place to make a fire and spend the night, and we will return to the village at dawn tomorrow. ”

At sunset, Wakayama led the crowd out of the ruins of the walled city at sunset with the surviving baby in his arms, their bags containing all the things they had found in the ruins. There was a woman in the clouds who hid her figure and watched them leave, and on the top of Shudeqiu in the distance, Li Qingshui also watched this scene quietly.

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Deep in the mountains, there is an open and gentle slope, backed by a dense forest of peaks and mountains that stretches down to the edge of a cliff. There is a spring in the mountain forest, and the spring water flows into a ravine under the cliff around the slope, forming a trickle waterfall. The terrain on both sides of the gentle slope is relatively low, and when heavy rains fall, flash floods do not hit the middle of the slope, and a village is built here.

There are more than 400 men, women and children living in the village, and they are a tribe deep in the mountains. Such wild people usually do not have a clan name and will not be called so-and-so, but they also have totems and clan surnames, and the people here are called Lu people or Lu Village people, and this village is called Lu Village.

According to the patriarch Ruoshan, the descendants of Emperor Taihao entered Ba Yuan from a long, long time ago and established the country of Ba, and one of the ancestors of the Lu tribe was recruited by the country to participate in the construction of roads through the plains and mountains. Later, he returned to the tribe deep in the mountains, and was known as the "Wuding of Road Building", or Lu Wuding for short. Later, this tribe took Lu as its surname and was called the Lu tribe.

The so-called clan surname only indicates the origin and the difference from other tribes, and the people in the wilderness have not yet had the consciousness of naming themselves with their surnames. For example, Wakayama will introduce himself in front of foreigners, "I am Wakayama of the Lu clan", but he is not used to saying "My name is Lu Wakashan".

The meaning of the mountain is not only strong, but also symbolizes calm, powerful and strong and reliable, although the body of the mountain is not very burly and tall but very strong, he is the most powerful guardian of the people, is the most reliable and trustworthy patriarch.

The Lu people, young and old, call Ruoshan the mountain the mountain master. In fact, Ruoshan's appearance is not old, if he doesn't have that goatee and comb his fluffy messy hair, he even looks very young and handsome, but he has indeed guarded the Lu clan and Lu Village for many years. According to the elderly people in the village, they were already patriarchs when they were young, and their appearance has not changed much compared to now.

There is also a mysterious figure in Lu Village who is as mysterious as Wakayama, and her name is Wakasui. Everyone calls Ruoshan the mountain master, and if the water is called the water mother-in-law. According to the old people in the village, when they were young, Granny Shui had already lived in the house at the back of the village, and her appearance had not changed so far, and I am afraid that only the mountain master knew how many years Granny Shui had spent here.

Although Ruoshui is called a mother-in-law, she is actually very young and beautiful, often wearing long hair and a long skirt of arrowroot, sitting outside the door of the house spinning cloth, hiding the vicissitudes of time behind clear and soft eyes. The people in the village respect the Patriarch of Ruoshan and are full of reverence for Granny Shui, and even the most naughty children often seem honest in front of her.

Wakayama is the patriarch and the one who leads the people to worship their ancestors and mountain gods. The belief and worship of the primitive tribes are more chaotic and obscurant, and the so-called ancestor may not be the Lu Wuding who left the family name, but a general symbol, which is not only the origin of the clansmen, but also indicates the grace of life. The mountains are the land of blessing, providing everything for the people to survive, and the mountain god is a personified symbol. In fact, everything mysterious between heaven and earth may be worshipped by primitive tribes and even become their totem.