Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 140 The Deported Tribe
The witch clan has a long history, with many clans and countless clan members, and it has been passed down for countless years, but only three clans remain in the world.

Wuhuan is one of them.

From the conversation between Ning Zhiqiu and the stuttering boy, Tang Ge and others learned that his name was Man Qing, and he was an ordinary Wuhuan tribe.

Judging from Man Qing's attitude towards Tang Ge and others, it seems that they are not disgusted with outsiders, but are full of yearning for the outside world.

After Man Qing and Ning Zhiqiu said a few words, their eyes fell on Gu Zhiyue again.

Tang Ge looked at him and said, "Shouldn't the Wu clan live deep in Meiling? Where is this?"

Man Qing came back to his senses, his eyes suddenly became dejected, the original straightforwardness, honesty, and the salivating look after seeing Gu Zhiyue disappeared without a trace.

He glanced around and the long and winding road behind him, and then said, "Follow me into the house and talk. Let's talk."

Man Qing lives alone in the nearest house, which is very simple, the skylight still shines through the gaps between some boards, the bed is made of stone, the stool is made of stone, the table has no legs, it is a thick piece of black wood.

The bowl was also made of wood, very rough, Manqing poured some water for them, the taste of the water was much sweeter than that of the north.

Tang Ge sat on the stone bench casually, looked at Man Qing and said, "You can talk about it."

Man Qingchang sighed, there were a few moments that didn't look like the state he should have at this age.

From his words, Tang Ge and others learned that this place is called Jinggu, and Meiling is a hundred miles away to the south of Jinggu.

Originally, the members of the Wuhuan tribe also lived in Meiling. It was just a turmoil 14 years ago. The Wuhuan tribe was hit hard, and their inheritance was almost cut off. They were even expelled from Meiling by two other tribes.

Tang Ge raised his brows and asked, "Is it the time when Liuyun God General led troops to suppress the rebellion of the Wu clan?"

Man Qing nodded, keeping his head down all the time, holding a wooden bowl in his hand, the water in the bowl was slightly rippling.

Ning Zhiqiu's nerves suddenly tensed up.

14 years ago, the three major tribes of the Wu Clan jointly launched a rebellion in an attempt to go north to attack the border of the Great Zhou. He was hit hard by the Floating Cloud Legion.

Among them, the Wuhuan tribe suffered the most serious losses, and were almost exterminated.

In the end, the Liuyun Legion retreated, but the other two tribes united to drive the Wuhuan tribe, who had little blood left, out of Meiling, and finally came to Jinggu.

According to Man Qing, there are less than 500 Wuhuan people in Jinggu, and most of them are old and weak, women and children, and most of the strong and healthy adults died more than ten years ago.

He is 17 years old this year. When the war happened, he was just a three-year-old baby. These things were also heard from the mouths of the old people who survived.

Tang Ge lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his head to look at Man Qing and asked, "The Witch Clan lives safely in the southern land, so why go north to make trouble?"

Man Qing raised his head and stared at Tang Ge, dazed, then shook his head.

Tang Ge asked again: "Why did the other two tribes drive the Wuhuan people out of Meiling?"

Man Qing still shook his head.

Tang Ge also shook his head helplessly.

Ning Zhiqiu was still tense. From Man Qing's mouth, he didn't hear any news about Jiang Zhan.

The room was quiet for a while.

There was a sound from outside, it should be that those Wuhuan people have gotten up and started working and living.

Man Qing put the wooden bowl on the table and suddenly said: "Does anyone know?"

Tang Ge asked, "Who?"

Man Qing said: "Princess Princess."

Tang Ge frowned slightly, wondering if it was the direct blood of the Wuhuan clan, and asked again: "Where is she?"

Man Qing shook her head abruptly, and said, "Now...no...can't see her."

Tang Ge said, "When can I see you?"

Man Qing said: "Tomorrow."

Tang Ge was very helpless, talking to Man Qing was too exhausting, so he got up and walked to the door, looking outside through the gap in the wooden boards.

The matter of questioning was handed over to Ning Zhiqiu.

It turned out that the princess that Manqing was talking about was the current patriarch of the Wuhuan tribe, and her father, the previous patriarch, had already fallen in that war.

When the Wuhuan people were expelled from Meiling, the princess was still young. Fortunately, there was a senior elder protecting her, but a few years ago, that elder also reached her limit.

The princess alone led the few remaining clansmen to survive. Fortunately, these clansmen trusted and respected her very much, and fortunately, the other two tribes did not kill them all.

It is difficult even for the Wuhuan tribe to see the princess easily, but tomorrow is the Wuhuan tribe's monthly routine ceremony, and all tribesmen can see her.

Fortunately for Tang Ge, judging from Man Qing's attitude, the Wuhuan tribe doesn't seem to reject outsiders like them.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, the door of this room was kept closed, and others did not know about the arrival of Tang Ge and others.

After half a day of dating like this, there was a knock on the door, and Tang Ge realized that this Wuhuan tribe or that little princess was extremely extraordinary.

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The person who came was a young man, a few years older than Man Qing, dressed in similar clothes, with his arms exposed, and various animal teeth and stone decorations on his body.

But he is a bit thinner than Man Qing, and also a bit more modest. If his skin were a little fairer, no one would be able to tell that he was from the Wu clan.

After he entered, he quickly closed the door. He was not surprised when he saw Tang Ge and the others, as if he had already known their arrival.

He put one hand on his chest, bowed slightly and said, "My name is Lingquan, and I am the commander of the guards beside the princess."

Tang Ge narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "She knows we're here?"

Ling Quan said softly: "Yes, Her Royal Highness sent me here to ask everyone to meet her."

Tang Ge said: "Okay."

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Not long after they walked out of Manqing's house, the entire Wuhuan tribe knew that several outsiders had come to Jinggu.

Tang Ge was walking on the street, and he could see all the eyes of those Wuhuan tribesmen. He was more and more wondering why these people only had curiosity, doubt or excitement in their eyes, but no trace of hatred.

You must know that it was people from the north that caused them to almost exterminate their clan back then. Even if the war had nothing to do with them, at least they should be a little angry when they saw them, right?

But neither.

Some young children even surrounded them, looking at them curiously. Gu Zhiyue smiled sweetly at a cute child, and that child happily ran to his father to show off.

Under such circumstances, after a while, under the leadership of Lingquan, they saw a green low hill. There were several houses made of wood and stone on the low hill. They looked much more regular than the houses they passed by just now.

There are more than a dozen teenagers standing around the room, some are fat and some are thin, with dark arms exposed, wearing strange patterns, holding long guns in their hands.

It's just a little abrupt that the tip of the spear is ground out of stone and is extremely sharp.

After they saw Lingquan, they put one hand on their chests and saluted respectfully, and then began to look at Tang Ge and the others with the same curious eyes as those of the Wuhuan tribe just now.

Tang Ge, Wu Cangyu and Yuan Che were all calm.

Gu Zhiyue was a little uncomfortable.

Ning Zhiqiu seemed to have something on her mind and didn't even notice the glances around her.

Outside the house is a small courtyard surrounded by wooden fences and fences. Lingquan stopped, turned to Tang Ge and asked, "Please choose one person to go in."

Tang Ge said: "Me."

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Because it is on a high ground, there is plenty of daylight here, and the house looks extremely bright.

Under the leadership of Ling Quan, Tang Ge met the little princess who was the patriarch of the Wuhuan tribe.

She looks to be in her early 20s, her complexion is not as dark as others, she is a wheat color, wearing a dark blue linen shirt, perhaps because she has lived in the mountains all year round, her figure is not only slender, but also has a kind of Powerful beauty.

Especially the exposed part of the forearm, the arc is even more beautiful.

There are many headgears on her, including silver ornaments and hairpins made of animal bones. There are silver bells on her ears, silver bells on her slender wrists, and silver bells on her bare ankles.

Especially the bell on the neck, which is golden in color and engraved with complex patterns.

She just took a step towards Tang Ge, and the pleasant bells rang one after another.

She looked at Tang Ge, with an undisguised tenacity in her clear and bright eyes, and smiled, "I am the patriarch of the Wuhuan tribe, Mo Yi."

Tang Ge said: "I am Tang Ge."

Mo Yi stretched out his hand and said, "Please sit down."

As expected of being the head of the clan, there is a very formal chair here. Tang Ge sat down directly, and Mo Yi was beside him. Although he was sitting, his back was still very straight.

Tang Ge glanced at her, and his eyes fell on her chest. The golden bell was a bit unique, and said, "How did the patriarch know that we have entered Jinggu?"

Mo Yi smiled lightly, and said: "Jinggu is only a square inch of land, and there are not many people in the clan. Naturally, a few outsiders will be able to find out?"

There was a strange look in Tang Ge's eyes, he didn't continue to ask, and he became quiet for a while.

Moyi looked at his profile, and his first reaction was why he was so young, and then he thought, don't you have any questions to ask me?

Tang Ge lowered his eyes slightly, wondering where should he start?

After a long time, Mo Yi couldn't help but said: "Mr. Tang came from the north?"

As soon as the words came out, Moyi smiled wryly, thinking that what he asked was nonsense?

Tang Ge said, "I'm from Kunlun Mountain."

Mo Yi opened his eyes slightly, raised his very thin eyebrows slightly, bowed slightly and said, "It turns out that he is a disciple from Kunlun Mountain, sorry."

Tang Ge didn't explain the two words "disciple", but asked: "Why did the Wu clan plot to go north to make trouble?"

Hearing this, Mo Yi withdrew his gaze, and the depths of his eyes gradually gathered a coldness, his fingers clasped the armrest of the big chair tightly, and the silver bell on his wrist rang, and there was a little coolness in the ring.

Tang Ge glanced at her and waited quietly.

After a long time, Mo Yi slowly raised her head and looked outside the door. The outline of the mountains became more and more blurred in her vision.

She said: "My Wuhuan tribe has never known the so-called rebellion."

Hearing this, Tang Ge's expression changed instantly.

(End of this chapter)