It's not scary that Tiandao is conscious, but if Tiandao also has his own preferences and feelings, it would be very worrying.
In fact, Qin Tian had long realized that Heavenly Dao had its own consciousness.
If Tiandao didn't understand anything and was just a rigid program, then how could he send a wisp of his breath to him?
But Qin Tian never knew that Tiandao actually had its own joys and sorrows.
This is very surprising.
Logically speaking, the way of heaven should be free of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, and all living beings should be regarded as equal.
But if Tiandao had his own preferences... Qin Tian couldn't imagine what consequences this would have.
The key to the question now is, did Tiandao have his own emotions from the beginning? Or in the process of evolution, we gradually began to have seven emotions and six desires.
The difference between the two is huge!
"What's wrong? You look sad. Are you worried about something?" Baliti walked to Qin Tian and asked.
Baliti is the strong man, the leader of this large family, and is responsible for controlling the affairs of the entire family.
This name is just Qin Tian's transliteration based on his pronunciation. Qin Tian doesn't know the specific words.
Baliti himself doesn't know, because he can't read or read. He just knows that his name is Baliti.
"No, it's nothing." Qin Tian shook his head and smiled.
"Just something suddenly occurred to me."
"I'll cook mutton for you tonight, let's go!" Baliti smiled enthusiastically.
However, when he walked not far from Qionglu, Baliti's expression changed.
He saw several horses with various decorations and weapons on them. Obviously, they were definitely not horses from the Baliti family.
"It's broken!" Baliti immediately exclaimed, not even caring about the ice cubes at hand, and ran back in a hurry.
Qin Tian shook his head, and with a flick of his finger, the ice cubes placed on the wooden cart floated forward with him.
Arriving at the door of Qionglu, Qin Tian put down the ice cubes, opened the tent and walked in.
Sitting in the dome are three fully armed Huns soldiers, with short bows on their backs and long knives on their waists.
Even if the Hun soldiers dressed in this way are not elite, they still have a high status in the army.
When Qin Tian walked in, Baliti was nodding and bowing and talking to these Huns.
"Come all the way here and stay for a meal. I'll slaughter the freshest sheep for you!"
Obviously, the fresh sheep Baliti was talking about was the one that froze to death last night.
"You're sensible, go ahead."
Several soldiers were not polite, sat down, and took the woman in the room into their arms.
But seeing this situation, the people of the Baliti family dared not speak out.
Just then, a Xiongnu saw Qin Tian at the door. He immediately became alert and drew out the long knife from his waist.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" The Hun soldier looked at the other members of the Baliti family seriously.
"Could it be that you are all Han spies!"
Baliti, who had just walked out of the door, suddenly became nervous and walked back in a hurry.
"My lord, please don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, this man is not a bad person, he is a distant relative of mine."
Baliti said with an apologetic smile: "As you know, my father participated in the war against the Han people before and brought back a Han woman, so..."
Baliti explained with a smile.
This situation is very common among the Huns, so the appearance of the Huns is not very fixed.
Rather than saying that the Huns are a nation, it is better to say that during the long-term external plunder, after many people joined the Huns, the Huns have become a nomadic people of multiple ethnic groups.
It is normal for several people with Chinese appearance to appear here.
But people like Qin Tian, who are indistinguishable from the people of the Central Plains, are indeed rare.
After hearing this explanation, the Huns soldiers reluctantly believed it.
"It's really rare to look like you." The Xiongnu soldier looked Qin Tian up and down, making squeaking sounds in his mouth.
"Looking at your small body, you look like a Central Plains person."
Another person interjected: "Isn't that the bloodline of the Central Plains people? They are weak and weak, and those born from the Central Plains people are also bad seeds!"
"The descendants of strong horses must also be strong, and the sons of inferior horses are useless. This is what the people of the Central Plains are like."
Another person said contemptuously, obviously looking down on the Central Plains people.
Baliti didn't dare to provoke these people, so he just smiled apologetically, then turned around and cursed Qin Tian: "Why don't you go and light a fire for you adults? It's useless!"
Qin Tian was not angry, he knew that this man was using his own methods to protect him.
After smiling, Qin Tian turned around and walked out.
"My lords, don't be offended. As you know, people from the Central Plains are like this. They don't understand anything and they don't know how to fight."
With a smile, Baliti walked out, and when he saw Qin Tian outside, he immediately looked apologetic.
"I was afraid that you would be wronged inside, so I kicked you out. Don't take it personally..."
Qin Tian waved his hands to show that he didn't care, but asked curiously: "What are these people here for?"
Speaking of this, Baliti sighed immediately.
"The Chanyu has increased his troops and said that he will use his troops against the Central Plains. They are coming to recruit us!"
Baliti said, his face full of sorrow: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. I tried to hide and hide, but in the end I couldn't escape."
"We all ran to such a remote place, and we didn't expect that we would still be found by them."
Baliti sighed and went to deal with the old sheep that had been dead for a long time.
If we don't hurry up and those people in Qionglu become hungry, their lives will be difficult.
"Conscription?" Qin Tian frowned slightly.
It seems that the Xiongnu's battle situation on the front line is very unsatisfactory, otherwise the Chanyu would not have asked people to recruit troops at this time.
This is the most difficult winter. Not to mention the difficulty of walking, the beginning of spring next year is the time for migration.
If all the young and middle-aged labor force is recruited at this time, what will happen next year?
It seems that the decisive battle between the Huns and the Han is approaching, and this conscription is the most obvious signal.
"You're just going to entertain me with these things?"
Qin Tian heard a commotion in the house, but when he walked in, he saw the Huns soldiers angrily throwing the wooden bowl in their hands to the ground.
"Bah, bah, bah! What are these? Are they for people to eat?"
"I don't want those cows and sheep that are dying of old age and disease, I want the freshest, freshly slaughtered lambs and calves!"
Looking at the spilled broth on the ground, Qin Tian remained silent.
In just two days of contact, Qin Tian had already realized how much these herders cherish food.
There are few people living in this era who do not cherish food.
Especially for such a small family, food is a big deal.
Baliti will carefully pick up and eat any scrap of meat that falls on the ground, saying that it cannot be wasted.
And broth is something they are reluctant to cook all winter long.
Now this precious food was taken out to entertain the Hun soldiers, but the other party knocked it to the ground...
"Okay, okay, stop working." One of them said impatiently: "I know you are poor, so don't bother entertaining us."
"Three lambs and two calves, five horses and three ewes and two cows. Bring them to us quickly."
"And you, you, you." The Hun soldier casually nodded at three people: "You three, come with me and join the army!"
As soon as he opened his mouth, he took away nearly half of the Baliti family's property.
If we let them all be taken away, the Baliti family will not be able to survive even this winter next year!
The most important thing is that he also wants to take away three young adults from the Baliti family.
You must know that the entire Baliti family only has five laborers in total. Once these three people are taken away, there will only be destruction and death waiting for the Baliti family.
"This, this, this..."
Baliti immediately panicked: "How can this be done?"
"Sir, if you take them all away, won't you force us all to die?"
The Hun soldier glanced at Baliti contemptuously: "Don't want to? That's fine."
There was a glimmer of hope in Baliti's eyes, but Xiongnu's words immediately made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
"You might as well stop distinguishing between one and the other and join the army together with me."
"Of course, you old man can't have it." The Hun soldier looked at the two elderly people in the room with contempt.
"You can find a place to bury yourself later, so don't drag everyone down."
The Hun soldier smiled and said: "I am doing this for your own good. Even if you go to the battlefield, you will be driven as cannon fodder without even a whole body."
"Death on the grassland never leaves the grassland."
"If we go to the Central Plains, I'm afraid the bodies will be eaten by wild dogs on the roadside."
Baliti was stunned, not expecting such cold words to come from the mouths of the Hun soldiers.
"My lord, my lord..."
However, the Hun soldier did not give him a chance to continue to plead for mercy, and suddenly drew out the long knife from his waist.
"I advise you to recognize the situation, otherwise when my long knife sees blood, the matter will not end!"
Baliti didn't know what to do, but out of the corner of his eye he accidentally caught a glimpse of Qin Tian standing aside.
Behind the scenes where the Huns soldiers could not see, Baliti frantically gestured to Qin Tian, telling him to escape quickly.
If you don't leave as soon as possible, you may be taken away by these people soon.
Qin Tian didn't say a word or leave. Instead, he tightened the sheepskin tanned jacket tightly around his body.
At this moment, a Xiongnu suddenly noticed Qin Tian at the door and smiled coldly.
"By the way, there is also you, a bastard of Central Plains people."
He pulled out the long knife from his waist and walked forward slowly: "A scoundrel like you doesn't deserve to live in this world!"
"Let me see, don't waste food raising this trash, I'll help you deal with him directly!"
The Hun soldiers who came over had bloodthirsty light shining in their eyes.
The long war has transformed him into an inhuman weapon. Such a person will not have any sympathy in his heart.
Baliti couldn't bear it any longer.
He was unwilling to join the army, let alone hand over all his family property.
That was more painful to him than death.
"I'll fight you!" Baliti roared and rushed forward.
However, the Huns soldiers were already on guard. They turned around instantly and stabbed Baliti in the stomach.
Seeing the end of Baal's mention, the Huns soldiers spat fiercely.
"I knew you had bad intentions, and I was already on guard against you!"
There was a commotion in the room, and the young men's eyes widened with anger, as if they were about to rush up at any moment.
The Hun soldier pointed at these people with the long knife on his waist: "Let's see who dares to move!"
"I will chop to death whoever dares to touch you!"
In fact, rather than saying that they are here to recruit soldiers, it is better to say that they are here to fight the autumn wind.
Their task of recruiting troops had been completed long ago, but on the way back, they did not expect to encounter such a small and remote tribe, and they immediately had the idea of fighting the autumn wind.
For these people, no one is off limits.
It's okay if you don't resist. If you bring back a few more people, you can get rewards from the chief, and you can also take away a group of cattle and sheep.
If you resist, you will kill them all. With so many cattle and sheep brought back, it doesn't matter how many you keep, as long as you satisfy the officer.
Anyway, the Huns also have many of these soldiers!
After all, they were soldiers who had survived the fighting on the battlefield. They were full of fierceness. No matter how strong ordinary people were, they were no match for them who were armed with sharp weapons.
Baliti's house didn't even have anything that could be used as a weapon.
"Don't, don't be impulsive." Baliti spit out blood and smiled miserably.
Obviously, he knew that there was nothing he could do to save himself.
"Follow them."
Baliti looked at Qin Tian with an apology in his eyes: "It's me... I've caused you trouble..."
"Let's all go, what are you waiting for?" the Hun soldier sneered and hugged a woman.
"Do you still want us to stay here overnight?" He said with a lewd smile: "If the mission hadn't been more urgent, I might have stayed."
Looking at everything in front of him, Qin Tian sighed.
The common people are the victims, and these inhuman butchers who have been alienated by the war can only be the perpetrators.
No matter how pitiful they were at the beginning, no matter what their thoughts were, when they were alienated by the war, there was only one way to die.
If Qin Tian is not here, one can imagine what will happen to the Baliti family.
"Let's go now. I can still pretend not to see it and let you live." Qin Tian said slowly.
"You are also forced to have no choice, don't bring yourself to death."
"What did you say?" The Hun soldier almost thought he heard wrongly.
"You let us go? Let us live?" The Hun soldier felt a little funny.
Then they actually laughed together.
"I originally thought that people from the Central Plains might have a slightly better brain, but now it seems that you don't even have a brain!"
A Hun soldier came forward and wanted to use the long knife in his hand to gesture in front of Qin Tian: "Let me..."
For a moment, everyone present widened their eyes.
The cheerful laughter of the Hun soldiers disappeared instantly, as if someone had pinched their necks.
No one saw what happened. They only saw a flash of white light and the head of the Hun soldier in front of Qin Tian was missing.
There was still a stiff smile on his head that didn't have time to dissipate.
"You, you, you..." The Hun in the center of the Qionglu couldn't even speak clearly, his face was full of horror.
(End of chapter)
