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Tian Long Ba Bu (stand-alone version) 131 Wanyan Tribe (second update)

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    In the next few days, the caravan took a small route and moved forward. Although the road had some twists and turns, it was still smooth. No more pursuit or interception was encountered by the Liao people. The Holy Fetus also took advantage of the leisure time to sit in the caravan's carriage and rest.  He stretched out his body and slowly recovered his damaged body.

    In order to avoid unnecessary trouble on the way, the Holy Fetus put on the moon-white robe again outside his clothes, hiding his face under the hood. In addition, the Holy Fetus did not speak during the whole journey, and trivial matters in life were ignored.  With Xiao Shitou taking care of him, the people of the Song Dynasty who were accompanying them all thought that the person under his robe was an old monk with a white beard. Whenever the people of the Song Dynasty saw him, they would call him "Master, Old Master".  I felt a little smiley, but I didn't explain much.

    The happiest person these days is undoubtedly Xiao Shitou. As the little hero who saved the entire caravan, he is also a cute little young lady. Naturally, he is loved by everyone. At this time, he is wearing a dark blue shirt.  He is wearing velvet cotton and an animal skin cap on his head to protect his bald head. He is sitting comfortably in front of the carriage and swinging his feet. It is hard to tell that he is a monk. People who don't know better think he is a businessman.  There's that young man outside the team.

    At this time, the snow was falling hard, and the north wind was strong, and the sky was covered with white clouds. Little Shitou opened his big eyes, looked at the surrounding earth that was gradually turning silvery white, and drove his horse enthusiastically.  The bearded middle-aged man asked: "Uncle Chen, where are we?"

    After getting along with each other for a few days, Uncle Chen saw that although this little boy could hit stones better than adults like himself, he still had the character of a child and had no airs. This reminded him of his son at home, and he lost the awe he had before.  , took a sip of wine, pointed to the distance, and said: "Look, the mountain in the fog in front is the Changbai Mountain you are going to. Now our feet are in the Changbai Mountain area. In less than half a day's walk, we will  You can see the Jurchen tribe¡¯s village gate, and when you get there, I¡¯ll treat you to roast mutton!¡±

    Little Shitou glanced at where Uncle Chen was pointing, and whispered softly: "Uncle Chen, I am a monk I can't eat meat"

    Uncle Chen was slightly startled, glanced at the hat on top of the small stone, and said with a smile: "Hey, look at me, I have forgotten thisI said you are so young, why do you want to be a monk? You can't drink when you are a monk.  , I can¡¯t eat meat, I can¡¯t marry a wife when I grow up, I wake up early in the morning and chant sutras, I would be suffocated to death"

    Xiao Shitou said piously: "My biggest wish in this life is to follow my motheroh no, to practice with my master. I just hope to see the Buddha as soon as possible. I don't think about anything else. In fact, being a monk does not mean that I cannot eat meatit's just that my mother  Oh, Master said that eating too much meat will accumulate blood and turbidity in the body, which is not good for spiritual practice"

    Uncle Chen heard this and said, "Oh? This is quite new. I am a grown man who has not studied for several years and cannot understand the practice you mentioned. But according to what you just said, I can't eat meat, but I can drink alcohol? Here, I want it."  Don¡¯t take a bite, it¡¯s foggy and cold in the mountains, warm yourself up"

    Xiao Shitou looked at the handed wine bag, brought it up to his nose and smelled it. He felt a strong aroma of strong liquor coming to his nostrils. He couldn't resist the temptation and took a small sip. Who knows the next moment, Xiao Shitou just  Feeling that the alcohol was in his head, he choked a few times with tears in his eyes, which made the people nearby who saw this scene laugh. He didn't expect that the little hero who saved everyone's lives and fought off the Liao people a few days ago would be like this.  The cute side, I find it interesting at the moment.

    "They say wine is as fragrant as viburnum and as sweet as honey. Your wine is so spicy and not delicious at all. I'll give it back to you" Returning the wine bag to Uncle Chen, Xiao Shitou wiped his mouth and said with dissatisfaction.  .

    Uncle Chen said with a smile: "If wine is not bad, how can it still be called wine? The wine you are talking about is for poor scholars and women. The big men should drink it! You little guy, don't mess around if you don't understand."  Blow it, it still smells like flowers and sweet like honey. When we get to the Jurchen tribe later, uncle will give you a bowl of goat milk. You can drink it slowly"

    "Hahaha" Uncle Chen's words caused a burst of cheers from the people around him. Some people deliberately took off the wine bags from their waists and took a sip in front of Xiao Shitou's eyes. This made Xiao Shitou blush. At this moment, there was someone in front of him.  Someone yelled 'We're here', and everyone stopped shouting and looked ahead.

    After hearing this, Xiao Shitou looked up and saw a small village consisting of hundreds of animal skin tents on the hillside in front of him. Xiao Shitou, who was visiting foreign countries for the first time and experiencing foreign culture, was a little curious. He waited for the convoy to enter.  The village gate of the tribe seemed unfamiliar to me when I looked at it from a distance, but when I got closer, I realized that everything was strange and fresh.

    I saw fires lit in front of every tent in the surrounding area. Women and children were surrounding the fires, mending animal skins and marinating game meat.  When the caravan completely entered the tribe, the vehicle stopped in an open space. When the Jurchen women and children saw it, they all put down their work with joy and took out the sewn animal skins and some Changbai Mountains from their respective camps.  He wants to exchange specialties from the caravan for what he needs at home.

    Xiao Shitou looked at the crowd gathered in front of him and shouted to himself.?Unable to understand the language, I couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and then turned to Uncle Chen strangely and asked: "Uncle, why are there only old people, women and children in this tribe? Are there no men?"

    Uncle Chen glanced at it and said with a smile: "Oh, you said this Today should be the Jurchen tribe's annual mountain hunting day. Every day, the men in their tribe will go up to the mountains to hunt, and then bring the prey back to the village.  , let the men in the village allocate the prey through competition, and also select the best one among the prey as a prize and reward it to the strongest warrior in the tribe. The winner is the highest honor. We have come earlier than we have come.  What a coincidence, this time our caravan can return with a full load."

    The living environment of the Wanyan tribe is remote and dangerous, not as rich as the Central Plains. The tribe advocates martial arts, and the nation is as strong as the Khitan and Liao. The tribes outside the pass regard hunting as the most holy cause, so every time they open a mountain, the whole tribe  The man will hold a grand hunting conference.

    Just as Xiao Shitou was looking around with interest, he found a striking white-fronted giant tiger in an iron cage not far away. The giant tiger had no hair on its body, except for a strip of black king-shaped stripes.  The whole body is white and transparent, and the huge body gives people an irresistible feeling of oppression from the king of beasts. His eyes are focused as if they are spiritual, and he lies quietly in the cage and looks at the people passing by outside the cage.

    Seeing this small stone, he exclaimed and said, "Wow, what a big tiger!"

    Hearing Little Stone's cry, Uncle Chen also glanced at the tiger, as if he was frightened. He avoided the giant tiger's eyes with some fear, and said with some shame: "That should be the reward for the winner this time.  Tskthese Jurchens are really fierce, they can even catch such a big tiger. If the whole tiger skin is pulled off, it will cost at least several thousand taels of silver"

    While Uncle Chen was speaking and sighing, the manager of the caravan came over and ordered everyone to unload their goods and dismount their horses, and go to the tent arranged by the Jurchen tribe for everyone to rest. After hearing this, Xiao Shitou turned around and went into the car to call for the Holy Child.

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