"Can you not leave?" A clan elder sighed and asked, his face full of sorrow and sorrow. "It's not easy to settle down. The last time we migrated here, many of our own people died along the way. Who wants to experience such a tragic thing again."
"What are you talking about? If we can stay, you think the patriarch will not let us stay." Another clan elder with the same gray hair said. This person quite agrees and approves of the arrangement of the patriarch.
Although it is dangerous to leave, the tribe has a way to survive.
"Hey, if we criticize the old guys here, they might get lost in the process." The clan elder who spoke before said very pessimistically. The key is that it is too dangerous and there is no hope for the future.
If he ran away with his tone, it would be better to find a reliable big tribe to accept him and other fairies.
The Jade Tribe has also accepted many foreign fairies over the years.
For example, witchcraft is foreign.
It was really miserable back then to die all the way. Many old goblins don't want to go down that road again. So when the clan elder said it, several clan elders nodded in agreement. They are all gray-haired clan elders and are very prestigious in the clan.
In an instant, the patriarch felt that the situation was a little out of control?
Qinglu focused her gaze on the face of the clan elder. The opponent really won't survive to land again. Because they have no intention of leaving at all.
Instead, he had his own survival plan.
Speaking of which, the calculation was pretty good.
"Those who don't want to leave, just stay. Don't we still have some goblin tribes that we have good relations with? Just stay there and join those tribes." Qinglu suddenly interrupted.
When the patriarch heard this, his expression suddenly changed and he looked at Qinglu fiercely.
Qinglu is not afraid of him seeing it.
"In human terms, everyone has his own ambitions. Although most of our Jade tribe members plan to migrate, there are still some people who really don't want to leave. Why not leave them behind. Isn't it just the inheritance of some tribes? In order to save their lives and property, as long as it is not the core and most important inheritance, why not exchange it after all?"
This was the idea of the old man who complained endlessly before. It sounds quite feasible.
Qi Gu was stunned after hearing this.
Not to mention her, even the other clan elders were thoughtful after hearing this.
If it really comes to a life or death moment, what if you hand over your inheritance?
As a result, fierce disagreements arose among many senior members of the clan over whether the tribe should leave or not, and when.
Almost got into a fight.
Some goblins even carried out witches.
I feel that even if the patriarch wants to move the entire tribe, he should join forces with the shaman to work together. Instead of putting aside witchcraft and doing things alone like now.
The patriarch's face almost turned black.
In the end, the patriarch simply announced the adjournment of the meeting and asked everyone to go back and think more about it.
After seeing off the clan elders, the patriarch left Qinglu alone.
Yuan Rui stood beside the patriarch.
The father and son looked at her with the same eyes.
"Look what I do?" Qinglu said arrogantly.
"Why do you want to induce those goblins to stay? And exchange inheritance? When you say this, I don't know how many clansmen are tempted. If they don't leave collectively, what will the tribe do?" the big clan leader asked coldly.
"What do you mean by my inducement? It's obvious that they want to stay. Besides, if they really don't leave, it's not a bad thing." Qinglu said again.
"You know clearly that if they stay, they will die. How can you say it's not a bad thing?" the patriarch said.
"I know. The problem is that they don't know. They think they can live if they stay. On the contrary, they will die if they leave with you." Qinglu said sarcastically.
The patriarch: "..."
"They have always been in a high position and have so many resources and industries. Who doesn't think that as long as they share their tribe's heritage with other goblin tribes, those tribes will take the initiative to warmly accept them and treat them like guests." Qinglu said again.
The patriarch: "..." That's what my friends said, and those tribes might really be able to do such a thing. They will definitely fight for the inheritance.
Yuan Rui frowned solemnly, "Qinglu, what exactly do you want to say?"
"What I mean is that when taking the desert road, it is best not to bring many goblins in large numbers. The number should be reduced between three thousand and five thousand. It is better to divide it into two or three groups." Qinglu finished. "It's not like there's nothing in the desert. It's actually quite dangerous."
"It's better to take the Anhe Ancient Road." Yuan Rui frowned.
"It's better to walk in the desert. Do you believe it?" Qinglu said.
"What?" The patriarch lost his voice immediately. "You want me to leave most of the goblins in the tribe? Are you crazy? There is absolutely no way I can do this."
"Do you think that after experiencing the last terrible migration, who would be willing to follow you to escape death again?" Qinglu asked. Although the patriarch has great prestige, many old fairies and fairies in their prime respect him very much.
But in the face of life and death, everyone has their own thoughts.
The patriarch: "..."
"I have read about your last migration route and experience at home. Nearly half of the goblins died before they ran back in a state of disgrace. In the first few years after you arrived in the Fragrant Forest, you almost starved to death.
It's worse than escaping from the Whispering Forest more than three thousand years ago. " Qinglu complained.
"There was nothing we could do. We were not united at first, and there were various goblins inside who were holding us back. So many goblins didn't want to leave, which delayed our departure time. We were not well prepared due to internal conflicts, and we rushed the trip, which is why so many of our kind died..."
The patriarch said and stopped talking.
How similar it is now to then.
Is it necessary to have another difficult time to unify our thoughts and force everyone to go on the road together?
But when he thought of the completely avoidable sacrifices on the road, the patriarch felt distressed.
"Give up those who don't want to leave. Let them exchange their tribe's various inheritances for their lives." Qinglu said, "What if the other fairy tribes they followed survived to the end? There were also fairy tribes that survived three thousand years ago."
"But if they follow us into the desert..." Yuan Rui said reluctantly.
"You will die. That's what they think. You let a goblin who is very satisfied with his current life give up everything and die with you. What do you think everyone will think?" Qinglu asked.
"If you don't let me live, I will drag you to death." Yuan Rui's expression changed in a gloomy manner.
Qinglu nodded and gave him a look that seemed a little clever.
"Look, you know what they think. Why bother? Isn't it just a little inheritance? If you give it to those tribes, they won't be able to play for a few days." They all died in the end, so the inheritance still can't be passed on.
What impact will it have on their Emerald Tribe at that time?
The patriarch discovered that Qinglu was encouraging him to give up some of his fellow clan members.
Let them fend for themselves.
"But we have sent away many little fairies and young elites. What if some of their relatives and friends choose to stay?"
"What should we do? Just say that their relatives and friends died in the battle when there was enough fighting. How could the bloodline elites we left behind be spitting out?" Qinglu said shamelessly.
Yuan Rui had a clear look on his face: So you are such a green dew.
The patriarch: "..."
But what Qing Lu said is not unreasonable.
The patriarch's face changed several times, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm trying to persuade you at the end. If it doesn't work, I'll do as you say.
Let those who choose to stay stay. We will take our selected elite and leave immediately. "
After hearing what he said, Qinglu nodded and said, "Yes, the longer we delay, the harder it will be to get there. In any case, we absolutely cannot delay until all the insect eggs hatch. I think at that time, there will probably be bugs and bugs behind them." When the forces start to harvest us. The goblin clan itself is a treasure of heaven and earth, and can be taken advantage of at any time."
The patriarch and Yuan Rui shuddered and felt chills after hearing this.
Next, the patriarch actively persuaded, even at the cost of breaking up with the witch.
The chief of the tribe wanted to take the tribe away, but the shaman wanted to stay with some of his tribe.
The two sides were hostile to each other and even used force on several occasions.
Now the goblins in the tribe must make a choice to either leave or stay.
Either follow the patriarch or follow the witch.
There are enough supporters on both sides.
The patriarch fought with Wu She for five days before giving up.
Leave what you love to leave behind.
He simply ignored it.
Take only those who are willing to go on their own.
On this day, Mi Tu ran to Qing Lu again, "Qing Lu, your second uncle and his family chose to stay, did you know?"
Qinglu nodded.
"My third uncle came last night and asked me how my second uncle would choose if he chooses to stay."
"Then what did you say?"
"I said you choose whatever you want."
"He said I'd better follow you."
Mi Tu burst into laughter after hearing this. "Your third uncle is actually here to tell you that he wants to leave with you, right?"
Qinglu nodded, "That's what I guessed too."
"Have you heard? Sister Shuimiao chose to leave, but her friend Wu Xiao chose to stay.
And Mu Lan chose to stay. But Bai Xiao chose to leave. "
"Why? I thought the Bai family would choose to stay." Qinglu asked strangely.
"I don't know what happened specifically. Rumors say that the Baijiu you are interested in now has a say in the Bai family. It was he who took the initiative to speak out about the person in charge of the Bai family and let the Bai family choose the patriarch. "
"Why?" Qinglu was still puzzled.
"How do I know this? I'm not a white eagle. By the way, there are goblins in my family who have chosen to stay. They have all chosen which goblin tribe they want to stay in."
"Try to bring as many fairies as you can with excellent talents and qualifications. If they don't agree, it doesn't matter if they use brute force. You're not a Goddess. The fairies won't blame you for being savage." Qinglu pointed out. "In my family, anyone with some talent will either be sent away in advance by me, or sent away in advance."
Mi Tu: Why do you have so many concerns?
If she hadn't sent away all the most talented fairies in her family early on, would her third uncle have chosen to follow her?
Qinglu thought to herself that her second uncle was just jumping around for fun, but in fact it was of no use.
The rest of what I gave him were just food and wine bags.
"Qinglu, you seem to be very disdainful of the people left behind?" Mi Tu frowned and asked in a low voice.
"Let's put it this way, I feel very bad here. If I guessed correctly, this is probably a goblin breeding farm." Qinglu said.
"What do you mean? What kind of goblin farm?" Mi Tu was confused.
"I'll get you an ancient book from my family's collection." Qinglu turned back to the study and took out a very shabby old book. "Look, it says here that for more than six thousand years, when the Whispering Forest was not called the Whispering Forest, the fairies were the rulers here. But a great destruction allowed the remaining fairies to reestablish themselves in the new Whispering Forest. clan.
But why didn’t the rulers survive? Not even a few legends remain.
For more than three thousand years, the goblins ushered in a great extinction.
Once again, the remaining fairies rebuilt the fragrant forest on the ruins.
Are you familiar with this plot?
Knowledge changes the soup but not the medicine!
Now, now, there is another terrible crisis of great destruction.
The insect plague was so great that it even ate up the forest.
Not to mention the other goblin tribes, can they really continue to survive?
I'm afraid this is not another mass destruction of goblins.
Don't you think this time period is a bit too coincidental?
It’s all three thousand years!
It comes once every three thousand years, just like a harvest. After a certain period of time, they will be harvested.
Most of the grown fairies were harvested, leaving some little fairies that continued to grow. Three thousand years later, there will be another nest of goblins ready to be harvested. "
After hearing this, Mi Tu's face turned pale.
"No...it can't be right? We fairies are also very powerful."
Qinglu looked at her with faint eyes.
Although the fairies are strong, it depends on who they are targeting.
Although it is powerful to expel the fairy species, it is not an outstanding spellcasting talent.
This race is more like a resource race.
Qinglu knew that there was a mythical beast called the Phoenix. They specialize in raising bugs. The more amazingly talented and terrifying bugs they are, the more they love them most.
They like to play with herding, plundering themselves, or cultivating small worlds specifically for raising bugs. When the bugs grow to a certain level, they will be directly harvested for a feast.
Even if you can't eat it for a while, you can still store it as food.
As for fairies, they are smaller than bugs.
More suitable for dry frying, spiced...suck!
"No...it can't be. Then what do the fairies who were born and died in these three thousand years say?"
"Fairies who can't live long have even worse talents. Just like us raising spiritual flowers, we don't bother to take care of those inferior spiritual flowers. We just let them fend for themselves. We don't even bother to pick the pollen and nectar.
Those fairies who died young are similar to those unworthy and large number of spiritual flowers. It’s not even worth harvesting. "
Mi Tu was helpless and Qing Lu's mouth stopped her from continuing.
"Qinglu, please stop talking. I don't want to hear or know at all."
What Qinglu said made her panic.
Who can use the forest to breed goblins? Mi Tu didn't want to believe it, and she didn't want to know at all.
But after she returned home, she still listened to Qinglu's words and forcibly selected away all the outstanding members of her family.
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