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Chapter 340 The Pingshan Department's Sneak Attack (13) Patrol

Such valuables cannot be accepted casually.

Song Liyun wanted to refuse.

The beggar has already said in a low voice: "Young Madam, my life is not long, and this bracelet has exhausted its soul power, so I can no longer use it for divination. The bracelet is useless to me, so I might as well give it to you.

With it, the young lady can make the leader of the Wuda tribe obey your words, and make the tribe safe and smooth. "

The posture of lying on the horse's back made the beggar very uncomfortable, she gasped more and more, but still pulled Song Liyun and said: "Until the young master comes back, the young lady's magical skills cannot be shown in front of others, to prevent the bad guys from knowing.

The old man will also arrange for Wudan and Yuquan to keep their mouths shut and forbid others to know.

For other things, let the old man tell his wife. "

Song Liyun looked at the trembling beggar, with mixed emotions in her heart.

Obviously, this bracelet is some kind of special treasure in this world, allowing wizards to use divination skills.

The beggar is a wizard in the Wuda tribe.

Her own space skills made the beggar mistakenly think that she was a colleague, a witch who had not been inherited by the tribe.

Are you being treated as a wizard?

Song Liyun was only slightly surprised and accepted this identity. She had room for herself, and these local people should have some special skills.

Anyway, I am already an envoy of God and Goddess, so it doesn't matter if I am treated as a priestess again.

Looking at the expectant and trusting eyes of the beggar mother, Song Liyun thought for a while and accepted the bracelet: "Don't worry, mother, I will help the Wuda tribe overcome this difficulty."

The beggar laughed, all the creases on her face stretched out, and she let go of Song Liyun's hand at the same time: "Your mother believes that you can bring good luck to the Wuda tribe!"

With the appearance of a beggar, Song Liyun successfully got Mrs. Wu Ya's approval, and immediately started patrolling.

Lin Qingyuan was very puzzled by her self-inflicted behavior, muttering all the way.

"You said, since you are the young wife of the tribe, you should just stay in a tent with a maid serving you and drink milk tea with a stove. Why do you have to run in the snow and ice?"

"If you do this, be careful that your husband's family will pay you back if you don't get married, and you will definitely be trampled into the mud in the future."

"Who is that young master, who is so obsessed with you..."

"Shut up, no matter how much you talk, just leave immediately! I don't care if you come with me!"

Song Liyun was holding a telescope to observe the situation at this time, and heard Lin Qingyuan buzzing like a mosquito in his ear, and said impatiently.

She thought that Zhao Tingduo would not be the only one with this charm that made her willing to give. She was attracted by the generosity and gentleness of the beggar and Mrs. Wu Ya's thunderous courage.

In addition, there are sheep that surround themselves to eat grass.

Those sheep are wealth that can travel in one place. They are the mutton skewers from Tianxianglou, and the money in Song Liyun's pocket. They cannot be taken by others.

As for Elder Shan's foolishness, they were not on her mind at all.

Being reprimanded by Song Liyun, Lin Qingyuan curled his lips and said nothing: Let this shrew be enjoyed by Young Master Uda!

I just complained a few words, and was scolded so shamelessly that the young master would not be kicked off the kang at any time in the future.

Lin Qingyuan just thought that a certain man would fall to the ground if he disagreed with him, and he immediately felt relieved.

Glancing sideways at Song Liyun, Lin Qingyuan showed a hint of ridicule: How can it be possible to drive him away now.

If he wanted to leave, he had to go with Song Liyun, otherwise his trip would be in vain.

The most important thing is that it's freezing and snowy everywhere now, and Lao Qian and he don't have Song Liyun's prefab house, no hot food, no horses that can't run without fine food, and they will definitely freeze to death halfway.

The Wuda tribe also has clan soldiers, and it is very safe to follow Song Liyun now, even if there is an accident, everyone will escape to the snowfield without worrying about food and clothing.

Therefore, even if his eyes were rolled, he would never leave.

As long as he stays, he will be a distinguished guest of the Wuda tribe in the future, and Mrs. Wuya will treat him differently.

For that gorgeous woman, he didn't dare to have anything to do with it, and he would be satisfied if he could take a few glances often.

When Song Liyun left the tribe, she refused Mrs. Wu Ya's sending people to follow, and only brought with her the little clever Wu Dan and the familiar crew.

The five people in Bahrain had already lived in the Dilu Grassland, and they were very familiar with the wild environment, so Song Liyun didn't need to worry about it.

Although Lin Qingyuan is a dude, he is also a businessman who has been running in the grassland for several years.

But when it comes to identifying direction and deducing the itinerary, he is the strongest among them all.

Needless to say, Song Dekui was Song Liyun's first follower, and now there was another Wu Dan who followed Song Liyun's lead.

Only these people, Song Liyun basically didn't have to avoid them if he wanted to take things from space.

After running for half a day as expected, Song Liyun took out the binoculars to observe the surrounding situation again, seeing that it was getting late.

According to speculation, the Dongyue vassal tribe that Lin Qingyuan talked about should have arrived.

Mrs. Wu Ya sent a team of troops to intercept them in the direction of the Mida River Valley.

However, Song Liyun's dozen or so people chose to be on the other side, and the possibility of a sneak attack is unlikely, which is why Mrs. Wu Ya agreed to her patrol.

Standing on the hill, Lin Qingyuan worked hard to unfold the parchment map in the strong wind, trying to calculate possible enemy attacks from the crooked lines on it.

Song Liyun retracted the binoculars. In the vast expanse of white snow, except for the silver wolves and bison and wild sheep that ran by by chance, no people or horses were found. It seems that we need to search a certain distance tomorrow.

According to the plan, the defense was to be set up within a day of the tribe. Song Liyun planned to stay here for a few days until the soldiers from the Mudan tribe returned.

Planning to spend the night here at night, Song Dekui had already taken people to build a board house under the mountain bag.

Bahraini Laoqian is clearing the snow on the ground to make room for a prefabricated house.

Wu Dan had only seen the prefabricated house, but not how to build it. At this time, he followed Song Dekui with great interest, jumping up and down.

A dozen horses, led by Lao Yan, shoveled snow and grazed nearby by themselves.

It was getting dark quickly, and a fire was lit in the board room, and the boiling soup was billowing with mist.

Wu Dan was diligently making milk tea, and on the small table next to him was a plate of dried beef and cheese, which was the most convenient food for grassland people in the wild.

To take care of the tastes of people from the Wu Dynasty like Lin Qingyuan and Song Liyun.

In the small board room, another pot is set up, pancake rolls with beef sauce, and a bowl of millet porridge.

On a snowy night, everyone ate in full swing.

In the dim candle light in front of the wooden house, everything is calm and unwavering.

This night, compared with the peaceful Song Liyun, the people of the Pingshan tribe complained endlessly.

Three days ago, they broke camp and set out on their way, planning to find the Wuda tribe within two days.

But the weather was unforeseen. During the rest of the first night, a blizzard crushed the tent overnight, not only injuring people, but also killing two horses.

Trapped them at a distance where they could already see Kara Mountain until now.

Seeing that it was snowing heavily at night, Ping Shan was sitting in the tent and was tearing and biting the simple boiled horse meat.

(End of this chapter)