Chapter 517 Chapter 517: Clan land, death list (two in one) [seeking monthly ticket]
Gong Xilai knew that his foster brother was very powerful, but he had no specific idea of how powerful he was. It wasn't until Gong Xiqiu came back with a refreshed face that she breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing the situation, she didn't lose. Hastily stepped forward: "Brother, are you injured?"
Gong Xiqiu grinned.
She didn't mention it, she really didn't notice it.
It was true that he was slightly injured, but compared with the young man surnamed Xun, it could only be regarded as a negligible scratch. Just run Wu Qi and walk for a few weeks, and even a little bruise won't stay.
He slapped the breastplate: "No injury."
Gong Xilai asked again: "Where is that man?"
Gong Xiqiu turned his head in the direction of the young man surnamed Xun, and wrote casually: "He? Heh, he was spared. When this person grows up for a few years, it may bring a feeling of excitement to my brother. Now what? , or young seedlings."
There is no sense of accomplishment after killing.
Gong Xilai: "..."
Brother Yi’s words sounded right at first glance, but when he listened carefully, he felt something was wrong. She blinked, and saw a young man with a bruised nose and blood on his face walking slowly—
When the other party heard Gong Xichou's words, his face darkened somewhat.
Being unable to make a sound due to the violent iron fist.
Gong Xiqiu pointed at the guard and nuzui, commanded: "Go, take inventory, before dark."
Seeing that most of the guards were injured, Gong Xiqiu asked the young man surnamed Xun to dispatch people to help transport them. The latter glared at him, seemingly displeased, but could only hold back his anger. Who let the local snake can't hold back this mighty dragon that descended from the sky.
Gong Xilai's eyes were full of envy.
It's great to have strength.
Before Gong Xiqiu came, dozens of people were imprisoned here. If you want to spend money and eliminate disasters, it depends on your mood. After Gongxi Qiu came, he directly treated the opponent's people as his own. This extreme contrast made her feel comfortable, but also a little sad.
"Ah Lai, what are you looking at?" A warrior with five senses is keen, while Gong Xilai's eyes are too eager to ignore.
"I'm thinking how majestic brother is today."
Gong Xiqiu thought it was something, and of course he said proudly: "I'm a big brother every day."
Gong Xilai: "..."
Yang Ying couldn't help chuckling.
Gong Xiqiu was at a loss: "Did you say something wrong?"
That's right, it's just too honest.
Gong Xilai regretted and yearned again: "I also want to be so majestic, instead of relying on my elder brother to show off my majesty - what I have is not as good as my own. My elder brother can't arrive in time at any time. Yes, it has already been poisoned."
She spoke very quietly.
But which of the warriors present can't hear?
Yang Ying was close and could hear clearly.
There is sadness in the heart, and worry on the brow.
These words are Gong Xilai's heartfelt voice, so why not her wish? It's just that Gongxi is lucky, she has a righteous brother who protects her, as long as Gongxiqiu doesn't fall, she can always rely on her backer. And her father, who protected her, already hated Xiao Cheng.
She was lucky enough to survive the turmoil, and luck accounted for ninety-nine percent of it. If, if you have the ability, not to mention going out to fight the enemy with my father, at least I can use my modest strength to become the backing of blood relatives. Father is gone, but she is still here!
Gong Xiqiu muttered: "This is a bit difficult..."
Gong Xilai's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he grabbed his armguard: "It's a bit difficult? Explain that there is still a chance?"
Because of Gong Xichou's strength, her trust in Yibro is a little more blind, as if he is omnipotent.
Yang Ying also looked over.
Gong Xilai's strength was not enough to tickle him, he just smiled and said, "It should be so, it's just that the predecessors didn't do it. The oracle once said that there is a balance of yin and yang in the world, and there is no man who can practice literature and martial arts." But women can’t do it. Besides—the clan has lived in seclusion for more than two hundred years, and has always respected women, and the gods enshrined by the clan are still women—”
If men are respected and women are inferior in the clan, the Gongxi people will not continue the matriarchal tradition of living in groups for many years, let alone monogamy. Even if the gods are worshiped, they are also worshiping the male gods, not the female gods sitting on the altar.
Therefore, women can also practice literature and martial arts.
Isn’t Mama a typical example?
As for why the others didn't—
The oracle did not say.
But when one mama appears, there will naturally be another one. It can be seen that nothing is absolute in this world except life and death.
"...It just so happened that I had nothing to do. I went back this time and looked through the ethnographic records. Maybe I could find a few clues. However, the ugly words are ahead, so I don't have much hope. If you can't, don't lose heart. As long as my brother lives for a day, it's just a day. It's your backing. The brave fighters in the world who can take my brother's life—hmph, either they haven't grown up yet or they're old."
Gong Xiqiu is very confident in himself.
His strength is not the strongest in the world, but he is still young, his strength is still in a period of rapid development, and the golden stage of his life has just begun. Even if he is not the strongest in the world now, he will definitely stand out on the stage of the future!
It is more than enough to protect a princess.
Gong Xilai couldn't restrain his excitement, he just felt his heart was going to jump into his throat, and he wished he could leave now.
During the conversation, the young man surnamed Xun had already packed his things. Gong Xiqiu ordered him to accompany him as an escort.
"Do you still need an escort?" The young man surnamed Xun simply treated his injuries, with a cloth strip hanging around his neck and his left arm hanging.
With this appearance, it's hard to say whether Gong Xichou needs **** or he needs protection. Those bandits in Minfeng, whoever meets Gong Xichou, just go out without reading the almanac, and catch up with the King of Hades.
Ghost knows that Minfeng is a big sesame place, and there will be a high-level martial artist. Gong Xiqiu asked back, "Why not use Baiyong?"
Youth surnamed Xun: "..."
Dare to be angry but dare not speak!
With a dark face, he helped Gongxi to drive a few people. How did the twenty-two carriage be snatched, and how to send it back now.
This is the first time that Gong Xiqiu has been away from his hometown for many years, and he, who has always been open-minded, is also somewhat timid.
The entrance of the valley in the tribe's land is overgrown with weeds, and the trails cultivated by the tribe are also flooded by weeds because of the loss of popularity.
The young man surnamed Xun glanced at the valley.
Chatting while driving: "Your surname is Gongxi?"
Gong Xiqiu hugged his father's ashes, feeling sad.
Hearing this, temporarily interrupt the brewing of emotions.
"yes."
The young man surnamed Xun asked again: "Before, when you asked me whether my surname was Gongxi or Jimo, did you misunderstand that I was from the Gongxi clan?"
Gong Xiqiu raised his eyelids: "So what?"
The young man surnamed Xun said: "Not at all."
It's just that the eyes are not very good.
Gong Xiqiu just noticed that the young man knew his way. From the entrance of the valley to the core of the tribe, the path is complicated, and the original road is still hidden by weeds, so it is very easy for people who are not tribes to get lost. At several forks in the road, he did not direct, and the young man did not go wrong.
The young man denied that he was from the Gongxi tribe.
Which means—
"Have you met other Gongxi people?"
The young man played a charade: "Barely counted."
Gong Xiqiu was in a hurry: "What is reluctance?"
The young man had a weed in his mouth, and he was able to steer the carriage with one hand. Seeing Gong Xichou's anxious expression, he felt at ease. He said unhurriedly: "Because the grandparents didn't admit their surnames. I know that 'Gongxi' and 'Jimo' accidentally read the county records. It said that the Gongxi clan was exterminated and there were no survivors. people, but the grandparents are obviously..."
Before he finished speaking, he called out.
"You're going to crush my right arm, come and drive!"
Gong Xiqiu let go of his hand and asked, "What grandson?"
"About two years ago, three people came over, and two of them were grandparents who looked very similar to you..." The young man shook his pinched right arm and muttered, "That old man is just as unreasonable as you. I haven't seen you." I never asked someone to do something like him."
Used some extraordinary means to let the young people send daily necessities regularly. He was the mountain road he was familiar with at that time.
It must be!
It must be the place where my elder brother brought his grandson/son Hui nationality!
As for why the thirty-seven-eight elder brother looked like an old man, he ignored it. There are only three lanterns left in the clan, one is the former high priest, one is brother, and the other is him.
People from the Hui nationality must be among the two!
The young man said: "It's gone, I left early."
"Gone? When did you leave?"
Youth frowned: "How do I know?"
He didn't care when the pair of bad gods left.
Gongxi Qiu saw that the young man didn't look like a liar, so he could only suppress his emotions. A short section of the mountain road seemed to be suffering like a day and a year. Finally, everyone arrived at the tribe's land before the Golden Crow fell. Gong Xilai cautiously opened the curtain of the car, seeing a desolate scene. It is impossible to imagine that this is the paradise that Gong Xichou talked about.
Gong Xiqiu ordered the guards to repair and tidy up a place where they could stay overnight, while he brought Gong Xi to the clan altar. Yang Ying and the youth surnamed Xun also came over. Obviously, the area around the altar has been carefully tidied up.
"Brother really came back—"
He suddenly remembered something.
"I'll take a look at the life lamp, you are waiting here."
After a few jumps, he disappeared. It's not that he doesn't want to bring Gongxi here and there, but that the place where the order lamp is enshrined is a forbidden place in the clan, and the clan rules stipulate that people without order lamps are not allowed to enter.
He came to the ten-foot-tall statue in a familiar way. The statue was graceful, wearing a veiled hat, the brows and eyes behind the tulle were always compassionate, and there was a delicate and small print on the forehead. The eyes are slightly lowered, and the hands are pinched together.
Gong Xiqiu saluted respectfully.
Take a deep breath and turn the mechanism under the statue's feet.
A door as high as a person is exposed under the base of the statue.
The tunnel is illuminated with luminous pearls, and at the end is a cave, and one after another is dug around the cave. Each location is enshrined with a delicate life lamp. In the cave that should have been as bright as day, there were only three lamps swaying quietly.
"Three...really three..."
Gong Xiqiu's heart beat like a drum.
His father didn't lie to him!
Each lamp holder is engraved with a name.
He found his lamp easily.
Beside him, there was also a light that was quietly lit.
Gong Xiqiu carefully picked up his own lamp, and hugged it for a while: "Why did I only find out now—"
If it had been discovered earlier, it might have been different.
Holding back his sadness, he found the socket of Jimocan's life lamp, put it in his arms carefully, and moved his eyes to the one representing his elder brother. The flame of the life lamp is strong and bright, which means that the vitality of the owner of the life lamp is still very tenacious. In contrast, the third light is much weaker, which is a sign of aging and entering old age.
It should be the rebellious former high priest.
"Brother, I will find you."
Finger the flame of the life lamp, the temperature of the wick is consistent with the temperature of the human body. He took a deep look, turned and left.
Just make sure that your brother is still alive and well.
He will always find each other.
The most important thing at the moment is to settle the affairs of the old father, and prepare rich offerings to buy off the gods. For the sake of sacrifice, be more lenient with his rebellious father.
Just right, there are enough people surnamed Xun to work for nothing.
Youth surnamed Xun: "..."
Oh, who made him inferior to others.
He endured it!
It took half a month to do this.
On the second day, Gong Xiqiu buried his father's ashes in the ancestral grave, and Gong Xilai, as a righteous daughter, also put on filial piety. But I don’t know that the customs of the Gongxi people are quite different from those of the outside world. The filial piety clothes are taken off before they are warmed up. Don’t they need to stay in a hut and keep filial piety?
Gong Xichou asked inexplicably, "What's the matter of filial piety? He has so many clansmen to accompany him, and he still needs the two of us to bother him? It's not bad if he doesn't say that we are unlucky."
His father can really say that, so he can't be bothered.
Gong Xilai: "..."
Different from simple funerals, the offerings to worship the gods were various, and he put all the gold, silver and jewelry on the plate, muttering reverently. Gong Xilai pricked up his ears to listen, his expression became more embarrassing the more he listened. It's bad luck for the foster father to dislike the foster brother...
Not without reason.
Fortunately, it was burnt to ashes.
The whole body needs to be buried in the burial, and you are so angry that you lift up the coffin?
The two brothers and sisters temporarily lived in the clan. Different from the leisurely life of the two, Shen Tang lived in dire straits.
The cause is still praying for goodness and the enemy of praying for goodness.
Longwu County, the government office, Ru Yao.
Qi Shan slapped a scroll in front of her with a snap, Shen Tang looked at the scroll and then at him, his heart pounding.
"What are you doing?" The tone was a little weak.
Qi Shan smiled but didn't smile: "The lord might as well recruit talents according to this list, and give Shan a good time at once!"
Shen Tang muttered: "...Isn't this raising Gu..."
To put it simply, this is "A Complete Collection of Prayers for Good and Enemies". Shen Tang opened it with trembling fingers, and from the beginning to the end of the scroll, there were densely packed handwritings praying for good. Each character has a general biographical introduction, and Shen Tang trembles at each one.
Qi deficiency said: "...This, this is not very good..."
She discovered that she wasn't toxic.
Obviously praying for goodness is poisonous!
His nemesis, is there a normal one?
The information is very detailed, each has its own strengths, but everyone has one characteristic in common. In Shen Tang's eyes, it's just one sentence.
【Don’t come if your life is not hard! 】
They are all ruthless characters!
Not everyone cheated the lord, but everyone wrote the word "expensive", anyway, Shen Tang's family couldn't afford to hire him. Her life is strong enough, but her wallet is very soft.
She sneered: "...I can't afford to recruit..."
Qi Shan frowned.
Good guy, the lord is really tempted.
Shen Tang whispered a trick: "Yuanliang, do you have a few friends? The ones that are not so expensive can be wooed."
Pray for goodness: "..."
He had a premonition that he would either be stinking to death or be mad at death. In order not to die so quickly, he decided to do something.
"Yes, my lord's suggestion is very good."
There are many enemies and many friends who pray for good.
However, most of them are friends with the same smell like Gu Chi. Under normal circumstances, he really doesn't want to work together.
but now-
If you don’t move, you will die.
ヾ(ω`)o
I hope the sugar tolerance will go well tomorrow.
On September 8th, I asked for a day off today. I was fine in the morning after finishing Tangnai, but I didn’t have much energy in the afternoon and evening (probably because I went out to buy Mid-Autumn Festival gifts in the afternoon, and I suddenly got an appetite and dried up eight fried buns, which made my stomach upset). Open the skylight today, try to update as early as possible tomorrow (hope to keep this month's writer incentive award (._.｀))
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