Chapter 19 Grassland Tribe

Two days later, it is still an endless wasteland.

"Green monster, my sun, your ancestors, two or three days, Nima!" Fu Tingxuan looked up to the sky and scolded. The green monster said that two or three days should be right, but these two or three days means that it will take two or three days at its speed.

"Fu Daoyou, what should I do? We have finished our food today and will be gone tomorrow. I'm afraid we can't get out of this wasteland, and we will starve to death. Ling Ze said worriedly. Death is not the most terrible, but starving to death is definitely the saddest way to die.

Fu Tingxuan sat on the ground and replied, "It seems that we can only gamble our luck. This wilderness is so big that there should be people living there. It depends on whether we can find people before we starve to death."

"Fuch, this thing is killing me." Ling Ze could only vent angrily.

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Three days later.

"His grandpa, don't let me see the dying green monster again, or I will have to kill it." Ling Ze said weakly. I ate all the food two days ago, and there was no water in the past two days. Fu Tingxuan and Ling Ze were already very tired.

Fu Tingxuan swallowed his foam, licked his dry lips, and whispered, "Ling Daoyou, don't complain anymore. Keep some strength to go on the road. According to our current situation, we should still be able to persist for five or six days, but the speed of rushing the road will be greatly reduced."

"Fu Daoyou, it seems that we are not very lucky this time." Ling Ze smiled bitterly.

Fu Tingxuan smiled and didn't say anything. After walking for so long, the wasteland was still a wasteland. Except for the occasional flying crow, he didn't even have any hair. Even if you want to eat grass, you have to have grass.

The fifth day.

Fu Tingxuan and Ling Ze are still on their way, but their walking speed is much slower and they don't say a word. Now they can save a little physical strength, at least they can hold on for a while.

"Fu Daoyou, I think we are dead this time. My father's revenge has not been revenged yet. When he comes to hell, he has no face to see my dead father." Ling Ze said regretfully. For Ling Ze, death is not the most painful thing. The problem is that he was thirsty and starved to death before avenging his father. How can this make Ling Ze happy?

Fu Tingxuan didn't say anything and was still walking forward silently.

The seventh day.

Fu Tingxuan and Ling Ze's speed is almost the same as that of a snail, but they are still walking slowly. Only by walking down can there be hope. It is impossible for Fu Tingxuan and Ling Ze to stay in the same place and wait for death.

"Fu Daoyou, look! Look! It's cyan over there, it's grass, it's grass!" Ling Ze looked up casually and suddenly shouted happily, pointing to the distance and shouting at Fu Tingxuan.

Fu Tingxuan looked over. It was really grass. He was overjoyed. He quickly walked over and saw the endless prairie and a small lake. Fu Tingxuan walked to the lake and drank the water. This water, this mother's sweetness! This is Fu Tingxuan's only idea.

Ling Ze jumped directly into the lake, which was faster to drink water. The two drank a lot of water until they were a little full. Fu Tingxuan and Ling Ze looked at each other and laughed loudly.

I slept on the ground for a long time. It was not until the next morning, when the sun was three poles, that Fu Tingxuan and Ling Ze woke up, drank some water, and continued on the road. Although he was very hungry, Fu Tingxuan believed that since there was a lake here, there should be people smoking, so he did not really eat grass.

Sure enough, not long after Fu Tingxuan left, he saw a grassland tribe. Hundreds of cattle and sheep were eating grass freely. Fu Tingxuan and Ling Ze accelerated their pace and rushed over. Naturally, those grassland people also found Fu Tingxuan, both of whom were blocked at the door and watching the running towards them. Fu Tingxuan and Ling Ze, they have never seen such a "strange" person.

"Hello, can you give us something to eat? Please, please." Fu Tingxuan ran to the crowd and asked loudly.

What to eat? This is the roast leg of lamb from our tribe. Take it." An uncle handed over two roasted lamb legs and said enthusiastically.

Fu Tingxuan and Ling Ze took the roast lamb leg and nibbled it. They haven't eaten for several days. They are really hungry. These two roast lamb legs were wiped out by the two within a minute, making the onlookers lose their glasses.

Fortunately, the grassland people here are still very hospitable. They gave Fu Tingxuan a few roasted leg of mutton. After eating several roasted mutton leg, Fu Tingxuan felt full again.

After thanking the onlookers, Fu Tingxuan and Ling Ze temporarily lived in this grassland tribe. Now they must inquire about the good news before leaving, so as not to face the risk of starvation.

"Uncle, thank you very much for your roast leg of mutton. My companions and I have been hungry for several days. If we hadn't met you, we might have starved to death." Fu Tingxuan said to the uncle in front of him.

The uncle shook his head and laughed and said, "Since you have come to our tribe, you are our guests. Naturally, you can't make you hungry. Our patriarch will be back soon. I believe we can answer your questions."

"Thank you more, uncle." Fu Tingxuan picked up the wine bowl and had a few glasses with his uncle.

After a while, the patriarch in the uncle's mouth also came back. He was a burly man. After the uncle and the patriarch said a few words, he sat down again.

"Hana, two guests from afar, Bada has told me about it. You can stay in our tribe first. It's not too late to take care of yourself before you leave." The patriarch was very hospitable and smiled heroily.

Fu Tingxuan and Ling Ze stood up and said, "Hello, respected patriarch, thank you for your hospitality."

"Please sit down. Look at you. You should be from the Qin Empire." The clan grew up and asked with a smile.

Fu Tingxuan nodded and asked with a smile, "We are from the Great Qin Empire, patriarch, have you ever been to the Great Qin Empire?"

"I followed my father when I was young. It was very prosperous and there were many strange things, but we grassland people don't have much money for you, so we can't afford to buy those things." The patriarch said with some regret. Grassland tribes have no currency. Basically, they barter. When they trade with the Qin Empire, they naturally sell those cattle and sheep into silver and buy some scarce materials.

Fu Tingxuan smiled and said, "The clan doesn't have to be like this. Since your tribe is kind to us, we will naturally repay you. When we go back, we must buy something you need and send it to us."

"Little brother, you are too incompetent. We just gave you a few roasted leg of mutton. It's no big deal. It's no big deal to talk about retribution." The patriarch said boldly.

Fu Tingxuan shook his head, drank a bowl of wine, and said, "Those roasted leg of mutton saved our lives. Naturally, we have to repay. The patriarch should not refuse. Anyway, we still have some money, enough money to buy those things. By the way, patriarch, your tribe should lack iron weapons, right?

"Little brother, how do you know? There is no iron ore on our grassland, so there are no blacksmiths. Ironware is bought from your Qin Empire, and the price is very expensive. The patriarch replied with a smile.

"Pearl, those businessmen are greedy. In fact, iron weapons are not expensive in the Qin Dynasty, but they think you need these things, so they raise the price. It will be much cheaper if we buy them." Fu Tingxuan said with a smile.

The patriarch took a sip of wine and said bitterly, "We know that those merchants raise prices, but there is nothing we can do. We can't buy them from other places, we can only buy their things. By the way, little brother, I think you should be true practitioners, right?

"Pstor, are you also a true person? But why can't I see it?" Hearing this, Fu Tingxuan immediately asked curiously.

"There are also practitioners in our grassland tribes. I have seen them in those big tribes. They are amazing, and they can also make some fire, water and so on. It's amazing. And you two little brothers, since you can come to our tribe alive from the wilderness, you naturally have some skills, so I guessed blindly. The patriarch laughed.

Fu Tingxuan smiled and said, "So it's like this. In fact, the practitioners are also cultivated by mortals, but the blessing is better."

"Well, it's getting late now. Have a good rest. See you tomorrow." The patriarch stood up and laughed.

Fu Tingxuan and Ling Ze said goodbye to the patriarch and were taken to a tent to sleep separately. However, as soon as Fu Tingxuan got into the quilt, he touched a smooth and tight thigh and was shocked.

"Who are you?" Fu Tingxuan lit a fire fold and saw a shy beauty in her quilt, and asked confusedly.

"It was my father who asked me to serve you." The beautiful woman replied shyly.

Fu Tingxuan scratched his head and asked, "Who is your father?"

"My father is the patriarch." The beautiful woman replied.

Fu Tingxuan didn't say anything. What does the patriarch mean? He sent his daughter to bed. How can there be such a father in the world? What's more, I don't have the power.

But after thinking about it, Fu Tingxuan understood that the patriarch was probably trying to practice true skills, otherwise Fu Tingxuan could not find other reasons, but Fu Tingxuan didn't care about practicing true skills. Ling Ze had several books of practicing true skills in his mind, and it would be enough to teach them tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Fu Tingxuan picked up his clothes to cover the patriarch's daughter's body and whispered, "Girl, you go back. I will naturally teach you the real skills tomorrow, which is also a reward for you."

"My father said that if I go back now, he will let me marry the useless son of the tribal patriarch." The patriarch's daughter looked at Fu Tingxuan with a pleading face.

Fu Tingxuan didn't want to damage the reputation of the girl. Although she was the best beauty, she said resolutely, "You go back first. Tomorrow, I'll tell the patriarch that I won't let you marry that rubbish."

"Dear guest, you want me. I know that you are a strong man. We all worship strong people in the grasslands. Am I not good-looking? Let the strongman disappoint you." The patriarch's daughter took off the clothes covered with her body and hugged Fu Tingxuan from behind. The pair of delicate and straight peaks stood on Fu Tingxuan's back without hindrance.

Fu Tingxuan blushed a little. This was the first time. He broke free from the arms of the patriarch's daughter, covered it with his clothes, and said righteously, "Girl, you are very beautiful, but I can't have you like this. It's unfair to you."

"No, if you don't want me tonight, I can only die." The patriarch's daughter suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed her in the chest.

Fu Tingxuan quickly stopped her suicide and asked, "Why did you do this? For me, it's not worth it at all."

"If you don't want me, I will still marry the son of the patriarch of a big tribe. I might as well die than this." The patriarch's daughter sobbed in a low voice.

What else can Fu Tingxuan do? This girl is like this. Can Fu Tingxuan still sit idly by?

Fu Tingxuan hugged the patriarch's daughter and asked gently, "What's your name?"

"My name is Ou Liyun." Ou Liyun felt Fu Tingxuan's hot chest, stopped crying, and fell on Fu Tingxuan's chest happily.

Fu Tingxuan nodded and said, "My name is Fu Tingxuan. You will be my woman in the future. I will treat you well."

"Then what do I call you? "My husband?" Ou Liyun asked shyly.

Fu Tingxuan smiled and said, "You call me husband, and I call you wife."

"Husband? What is that?" Ou Liyun asked puzzledly.

Fu Tingxuan explained, "That's what my husband means, and my wife means my wife."

"So that's it, honey, what are you waiting for? Come on, come on." Ou Liyun smiled charmingly and said that one hand had climbed on Fu Tingxuan's younger brother.