"Then why don't you hurry back and inform everyone!" Kaga urged.
"Notify?" Ba Ming sneered, "How dare you notify me? I'm afraid that if you inform me, your benefactor will be killed immediately!"
"Ba Ming, what nonsense are you talking about? You don't know the customs of our five tribes? This is a great favor. How can any tribe dare to repay such kindness with hatred?" Jiahe looked a little angry.
"You..." After a long time, Jaga came back to his senses and looked at the young man who had been blocked behind him by the two of them.
"You two are not talking about this little brother, are you?" There was an exclamation.
Ba Ming said nothing, with a sneer on his face, and just nodded.
Plop!
Hearing this, Jiahe directly pulled Ba Ming away and knelt down suddenly, "I will not forget the great kindness. From now on, as long as I don't do anything harmful to nature, contrary to the ancestral teachings, or against the tribe, Jiahe will do this." My life is yours!" Kaga pointed his hands in the sky and swore directly.
"This..." At the fence, everyone was in an uproar, especially the men who blocked Ba Ming and others from entering the village, Deqiu Dilun, their expressions were extremely ugly.
"Thank you so much, my benefactor!" A low voice sounded, and figures knelt down suddenly.
This is not a simple kindness, it is a nightmare that has been lingering in everyone's hearts for a long time.
I don’t know how many people, whether they open their eyes or close their eyes, what come to their minds are the corpses hanging on the dead trees. Those are their tribesmen who actively chose to sacrifice themselves in order to keep them alive. The warrior of sacrifice.
Without them, no one would have survived and entire small tribes would have been wiped out.
"Brother, I'm sorry just now!" De Qiuxing came and knelt down suddenly. ap.
"Just now..." Another figure came, it was the man Ke Tian who blocked Ba Ming from entering the group.
"This..." Lu Chen looked ugly, and for a moment he didn't know who to help.
"I'm the bastard who came to the tribe without knowing my benefactor!" Seeing that the young man in front of him looked wrong, Ke Tian slapped him in the face, "I'm sorry brother, but Ke Tian is a rough man and I can't forgive my benefactor!" After that, he said again It was a slap in the face.
"Stop, stop quickly!" Lu Chen hurriedly tried to dissuade him, and used his spiritual power to hold the man down.
"Everyone, please get up, it's all a misunderstanding!" Lu Chen helped the figures one after another.
The five tribes, Mr. Ge has introduced them a long time ago, are rough, hospitable, a simple race, and they are all straightforward people.
The men in front of them were fearless in the face of the powerful monsters that made many cultivators in the mainland shudder. They dared to step out of the strange black mist and sacrifice themselves, just so that the tribesmen behind them could leave safely.
This kind of person stands tall and proud, but now he is kneeling in front of a stranger.
It's not that there is gold under the man's knees, it's just that they think they should kneel and must kneel. They don't know how to repay such kindness.
"Everyone, please get up quickly. The kid is passing by. Give them a resting place on the way!" Lu Chen helped up the figures who were kneeling in front of him.
"Where is the person? Where is the benefactor?" A loud shout rang out. An old man was still trembling while being supported by others. When he saw the people who had just stood up, he waved his crutch and was about to knock Zhongxu down.
"You bastard, the five tribes are very involved. I don't care what the other tribes do. Our Lingzhi tribe knows how to repay a favor. Kneel down before me. This is a favor that cannot be repaid!"
After the words fell, the crutch landed on Zhongxu's back with a muffled bang, making even the physically powerful Zhongxu groan.
"Old man!" Upon seeing this, Lu Chen stepped forward and used his right hand to block the crutches from falling again.
"What a strong physique!" When the crutch fell, even Lu Chen was surprised.
The old man, who seemed to be trembling when he walked, dropped his crutches, and Lu Chen left two footprints on the ground, "No wonder Zhongxu's powerful body groaned!"
"Which tribe are you from? What's going on with our Lingji tribe..." The old man was a little annoyed and said as he turned to look at the person who made the move and couldn't help but shut up.
"Are you an outsider? The benefactor who buried the warriors of our tribe?" The old man's voice trembled, and he almost dropped his crutches.
"Old man!
"Lu Chen cupped his fists and saluted.
"No way!" When the old man heard this and saw Lu Chen's acquiescence, his trembling body was about to kneel down. Lu Chen was so frightened that Lu Chen hurriedly supported him.
"Old man, you are the birthday boy of my grandfather's generation. If you can't do it, you are trying to disgrace the younger generation!"
"Okay, okay, okay!" The old man trembled, tears rolling down his eyes.
"How long has it been? They can finally close their eyes. During these days, every time the old man closes his eyes, the only thing that appears in his mind is the scene of them sacrificing their bodies. Now, they can finally rest in peace. In the future, I hope The old man can personally visit their graves and give them a few jugs of old wine, which are the favorites of those children!"
"Clan leader..." Zhongxu supported the old man.
He could see clearly the pressure the old man was under during this period. In the entire Lingzhi tribe, they were the only two people who knew about the plight of those tribesmen.
He went out to investigate a long time ago. He didn't dare to tell anyone about the miserable scene. He even wanted to hide it from the leader of the Lingji tribe and endure the suffering alone. But in the end, he couldn't hold it back. After all, the other party was the leader of the clan, so he didn't dare. Concealment, the old man has the right and must know.
The moment he told the old man, his heart almost rose to his throat. He was afraid that the old man would not be able to bear it and would not be able to hold on for that breath.
Fortunately, the old man survived in the end, but from then on, the old man seemed to be a different person. He was silent all day long and sat looking in the direction of the tribe all day long.
"Come on, follow me in. I want to see my old bones. Who dares to stop me?" The old man pulled Lu Chen and turned around to face the tribe. His trembling figure stood up straight, like a giant mountain.
"Clan leader!" Ling Tiao hurriedly followed and wanted to help the old man, but he was pushed away by the old man's wave. "The old man can still walk. Whoever stops him today, the old man doesn't mind a fight!"
Step by step, the old man's eyes were like daggers. Everyone he passed by and his eyes touched were silent. It was because of a misunderstanding before, but now, who will stop him.
"Brother Lu..." Ke Tian hesitated, and his raised right hand fell down. He wished he could slap himself a few more times.
"Brother Ketian, this is your tribe, so you have to be wary of outsiders. I already said it, it was just a misunderstanding!" A faint voice came from the fence.
When Ke Tian heard this, a smile gradually appeared on his face, "I can finally go home!"
But Tian couldn't imagine what kind of war would break out if the tribe knew that he blocked his benefactor from the tribe.
Along the way, Lu Chen glanced at this tribe that could be inherited in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
He was very curious. In the fertile wilderness of the Central Territory, there were countless top secret techniques and spiritual treasures, and there were only a few forces that could pass them on. He wanted to know what was so special about the five tribes that they were able to survive in the barren mountains and rivers of a hundred thousand mountains. Handed down.
All you can see are low stone houses, pedestrians in simple clothes, and children rolling in the dirt with their bare feet.
In front of the stone houses, some old men and women were holding animal meat on skewers to be dried into dried meat, while others were weaving rattan baskets. The men they met occasionally were either shirtless, simply wearing mandarins, or wearing rattan armor. .
Lu Chen frowned. He really couldn't figure out how such an ordinary village, which could even be said to be extremely poor, could withstand the countless monsters that were watching all around, and how it could withstand the erosion of time and pass it down from generation to generation.
"Benefactor, please come this way!" The old man had been holding Lu Chen's hands since he entered the tribe, as if he was afraid that he would run away. Zhong Xu who was following behind him couldn't help but roll his eyes.
In the Lingji tribe, he had never seen the old man treat others like this.
"If you kid can bury them, let alone holding your hand back, it will be fine even if the old man carries you back!" the old leader of the Lingtao tribe said, raising his crutch.
Zhongxu dodged, "I don't dare, I still want my old bones to live for a few more years!"
"You're the only one who's old-fashioned... brat, who are you talking about?" the old patriarch scolded angrily, but with a smile on his face and no sign of anger.
"Brother, thank you. This is the first time in a while that I have seen the old patriarch so happy!" Zhongxu clasped his fists at Lu Chen in thanks.
"Brother Zhongxu is so polite, I'm just passing by!"
"Brother, I am straight-tempered. I know why you came to the five tribes. Don't worry. As long as you don't violate the ancestral precepts and morality, our entire Lingtao tribe will have your backing." Zhongxu said, patting his chest.
Just as Lu Chen was about to speak, the old patriarch Lingmo turned his head and said, "Little brother, Zhongxu is right. Don't worry, the old man is a bit old, but he can still fight!"
After saying that, the old man seemed to want to prove his strength. The wooden crutches in his hand came out, and there was a sound of breaking through the air. There was only a soft sound, and the crutches were directly buried into the bluestone. With the force of this throw, even the young Ketian and the others It's also incomparable.
"Old man, I'm really just passing by, not for reward!" Lu Chen said hurriedly.
"Little guy, since the relocation, Shiwandashan has been unstable. Even though we are members of the five tribes, we are still nervous. The high priests of the five tribes have discussed it several times and said that it is impossible to awaken the great witch. Hey, the Southern Wilderness is probably going to be in chaos. !」
The old patriarch of Lingjiao sighed, and led Lu Chen to sit on a stone chair in front of the stone house. "Bring me some wine!" The old man shouted, but he was still trembling as before.
"Hmph, I won't talk about you this time. It's rare for you to smile once since I left the Lingzhi tribe!" An old woman walked out of the stone house with a smile on her face.
Putting a dusty wine jar on the table, "Wait a minute, I'll stew some meat for you!" After saying that, before Lu Chen could say thanks, he had already turned back into the stone house.
"Leave her alone for the rest of my life. I'm really reluctant to let her go!" The old patriarch Lingmo sighed, with some tears in his eyes.
"Come on, let's drink, eh?" The old patriarch Lingqiao, who didn't notice the wine brought by his wife, picked up the wine jar with a surprised look on his face. He looked at the busy figure in the stone house, his withered hands trembling a little.
"This is an old wine that has been treasured for decades!" The voice of the old patriarch Lingmo was a little low, recalling the scenes in his mind that could never be erased.
