Huotu is a small tribe among the thousands of tribes in the Southern Wilderness, covering a small area, the whole town is three miles long from east to west, four miles from north to south, a total of twelve square miles. The interior is mostly made of earth, stone and wood, and the middle part is a group of exquisite bamboo buildings.

Although the Huotu tribe is not large, there are more than 10,000 people, but they are usually very prosperous, they have a vast incense forest, rich in fragrant flowers, strong fragrance. The upper echelons of the surrounding tribes would bring expensive clothes or silk bought from merchants from the north to burn incense. Therefore, although the Huotu clan does not have much arable land, their lives have always been rich.

However, now the town of the Huotu tribe is not at all bustling and lively, and there is hardly a single figure in the deserted streets and bazaars, and it looks lifeless.

In the middle of the bamboo towers, in the largest and most exquisite main building, a middle-aged strong man was pacing back and forth with an anxious face, glancing at a small door on the left from time to time.

In a moment, the small door creaked open, and an old man with a thin face and a black cloak walked out.

"Great wizard, how is it, Turan, she ......" The middle-aged strong man stepped up to the old man and asked urgently.

The old man shook his head and said lightly: "Patriarch, Turan has been completely eroded by the dark leeches, so let's prepare to let her return to the embrace of the God of Fire Map!"

The patriarch stiffened suddenly, his eyes instantly filled with sadness, and asked, "Great Wizard, can you hold on for a few more days?"

The old man glanced at the patriarch quietly, waved his hand and said, "Turan can't insist on distributing Cordyceps in the big float, the patriarch should not have any hope!"

After speaking, the old man lowered his head. The pitch-black hat on the cloak covered half of his face, and he slowly walked out.

The patriarch turned and entered the small door just now, and inside was a small bedroom. On the bamboo bed, a little girl of eight or nine years old closed her eyes and breathed weakly.

The child was extremely emaciated, almost skinny and bones, and his little face was the color of gray gray, and he knew that his fate would soon be short.

The patriarch stood beside the bed, his thick palm gently caressing the little girl's cheek. Two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably: "Turan, I'm sorry, Abba really has no choice! Abba can't give up ......"

"Patriarch!" just as the middle-aged strong man muttered to himself, a low call came from outside the door.

The middle-aged strong man paused, withdrew his palm, and wiped a handful of tears. Took a deep breath. Turned around and walked out.

There was an old man in sackcloth standing in the empty hall, and when he saw the patriarch coming out, he immediately said: "Patriarch, just now the guards of the fragrant forest reported that a group of merchants who seemed to have come from the north almost broke into the fragrant forest. And the cultivation of this group of people is very high......"

"Huh?" the patriarch frowned and asked, "Are there any casualties among the guards?"

Now there is a massive outbreak of vermiculiasis, half of the whole town has fallen, and the remaining Cordyceps from previous years has been depleted. If there are more casualties among the rest. The tribe was even more upset.

"There is no conflict!" the priest shook his head and said, "The two sides don't understand each other's language. When our guard saw them moving forward, he shot an arrow. But the gang retreated...... I don't know if it's someone invited by Sapporo!"

"Whew~" The patriarch sighed and said, "The better if there is no conflict...... Those merchants in the north must be unfamiliar with the wrong road! Sapporo has not yet dared to rob and rob, otherwise they would not have used Cordyceps to blackmail me!"

"That's what the patriarch said!" the priest nodded, then glanced at the upper room and asked, "How is Turan?"

As soon as he talked about Turan, the patriarch's expression was dark, and he said with some difficulty: "The situation is not good, the great wizard said, I'm afraid it's ......."

"Can't you hold on for a few more days, the big float will soon send out the cordyceps!" the priest frowned.

"I can't hold on!" After the patriarch finished saying this, the strength of his whole body seemed to be drained, and his body shook a little.

"Hey!" the priest stomped his foot vigorously and sighed, "I knew that Turan would get sick, so I asked the great wizard to leave some cordyceps behind!"

The patriarch was silent for a moment, and then said, "The Great Wizard is not to blame for this, who would have thought that this year's vermiculosis is so bad! With so many people in the town getting sick, of course the Great Wizard is doing his best to treat it...... I didn't expect that Turan would be rumored to have this disease later!"

"Don't worry, patriarch, haven't you already sent people to several other tribes, we will definitely be able to buy some cordyceps for such a large price to delay Turan's condition!" said the priest.

When the patriarch heard this, he sighed again: "Two people have already returned, and they haven't bought them at all...... This year's outbreak of vermiculosis was too violent, and it was not easy for several surrounding tribes...... And Sapporo has already bought a lot of cordyceps from them, and they don't have any extra to sell to us!"

"Sapporo, he actually ...... Such unscrupulous!" the priest breathed heavily, gritted his teeth, and could breathe fire from both eyes.

"Then Karon should always have it there, his largest tribe, we are all under his jurisdiction, and we have the most Cordyceps in our hands, so we will definitely be able to ......"

Before the sacrifice was finished, the patriarch shook his head and said, "The people who went to Karon have also returned, and they can't buy Cordyceps either." ”

"Patriarch, you are just this one daughter, if you really can't do it......" The priest stopped halfway through his words, his expression a little hesitant.

"Needless to say!" the patriarch waved his hand to interrupt the sacrifice and said, "I will never sell the incense tree to Sapporo, not a single one!"

"But you just watched Turan ......," said the priest, unbearably speaking.

"Look around again, if you still haven't removed Cordyceps...... Then you can only blame Turan's child's life!" said the patriarch, his voice choked.

The priest shook his head sadly and let out a sigh......

At dusk, outside the Huotu village, Jiang Xingchen and his party finally came over.

"The world trading houses are blowing hard, saying that they have opened up the line of the Southern Wilderness and occupied the market here, but we have found a few tribes and have not seen their sales points, it is too foolable!" Zhao Danqing said with some disdain, they searched for people and found several tribes, but they did not find the world trading houses, not even a merchant from the north.

"Zhao boy, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. The Tianxia Commercial Bank only established permanent bases in the three largest tribes in Futeng, Jiuli, and Nari Nanhuang. Those three tribes have a population of millions, which is comparable to a big lord, and the Tianxia trading house can establish a permanent base in the three tribes at the same time, which is already quite powerful...... If you don't believe him!" The old man retorted, and stretched out his finger to a thin, withered middle-aged man next to him, who had managed to find a translator and guide.

Zhao Danqing was a little puzzled, how did the old man know the news of the world's commercial banks. But at this time, he was beaten by the old man, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately asked the man: "Have you heard of the world's trading houses?"

"I've heard of it!" The thin man nodded again and again, and let out a strange tone, which made Jiang Xingchen want to be happy, just like a foreigner speaking Chinese.

"See, even the people of the small tribe here have heard of the world's trading houses, but imagine how influential they are!" the old man laughed, as if he had won.

"Hmph!" Zhao Danqing pursed his lips and turned his head. Only then did he realize that the old man must have asked this guide just now.

Jiang Xingchen looked at the two of them speechlessly, turned his head and said to the thin man, "Please lead the way, let's go in!"

When the thin man heard this, he waved his hand in horror and said, "I only promised to bring you over, but I didn't say that I would enter the Huotu tribe!"

"Hey!" one of the members of the group quit and said loudly: "We have said, we are inviting a translator and a guide, can we give you a reward of a yuan stone? You can't earn so much in a year!"

"But...... But I said I'll lead you to the place......" said the thin man weakly, his voice getting lower and lower.

"What you said is too ambiguous, you don't make it clear at all, how do we know if you don't go in....... you can't do it, you have to go with us......"

The thin man was so frightened that he retreated again and again, and wanted to run, but these people were obviously masters, and he would definitely not be able to run. Otherwise, he won't make this money, but he is really reluctant, a yuan stone, he can't earn it for a few years.

"Is this Fire Map tribe so terrifying, why are you so scared?" Jiang Xingchen stopped the Iron Sword Regiment member at this time and asked the thin man.

"This year, there was a big outbreak of vermiculosis, and several tribes in this area were the most severe. Among them, the Huotu tribe is even more powerful, half of them have been infected......" said the thin man.

"Vermiculosis!" Jiang Xingchen turned his head to look at the old man.

"Vermiculosis! No wonder not a single northern merchant can see ......," the old man frowned.

"Is this disease difficult to treat?" Jiang Xingchen asked in a low voice.

"It's not refractory to treatment, but it requires a lot of cordyceps removal...... Cordyceps is a specialty of the Southern Wilderness, and this disease is also common in the Southern Wilderness! However, it is also occasionally found in Dali...... Back then, there was an outbreak of this disease in a village in Yue Nanling, and I, Huangshi, and Qingyun studied it for more than three months!"

The old man paused a little and said: "However, this disease is a high incidence in the Southern Wilderness, almost every year, and every tribe should have Cordyceps!"

The guide said: "I don't know why this year, the outbreak of vermiculosis is very sudden, and the scope is very large, and many tribes do not have enough Cordyceps...... Two days ago, Da Futeng couldn't sit still, and he wanted to distribute all the Cordyceps removed from the inventory to the tribes!"

"Since there is a cordyceps removal sent by Da Fu, what are you worried about, you can be cured if you get sick!" Jiang Xingchen asked.

"There are many tribes that need to go to Cordyceps, and we don't have a score there...... If I get infected and don't get rid of Cordyceps, I'm going to die!"

Jiang Xingchen frowned, and asked the old man again: "Is this disease very contagious?"

"Actually, as long as you pay more attention to eating and drinking, there is no problem, and people here are used to drinking raw water...... "The old man smiled and said that it was okay.

"That's good!" Jiang Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief, took out another piece of Yuan Stone, sent it to the guide, and said, "We will ensure that you will not be infected, whether you will go or not!" (to be continued......)