Martial arts start from Xiaobing in Xiangyang City

Chapter 27 Infiltrating the Tribe
"How could Khan agree to you?"

The rest of the elders also nodded, agreeing with the elder's words very much.

"If you don't try it, how will you know if it works?"

Lin Qing stood up, held a long gun, pointed to the front and said: "It's getting late, you can't wait to die here!"

Seeing that the sky was indeed getting darker, the old men immediately decided to obey Lin Qing's words.

More than a dozen people braved the wind and snow and rushed on the road together. Along the way, several old people were almost blown away, or fainted to the ground. Fortunately, Lin Qing stopped them in time, or sent his inner strength, and survived.

Fortunately, the tribe was not too far away, and the two rushed to the Qiuyue tribe before the sky completely darkened.

There are more than 2000 young and middle-aged people in this tribe, more than 3000 women, and hundreds of old people.

Most of the old men have already left by themselves in several batches, disappearing in the wind and snow.

From the conversation, Lin Qing learned that the old man's name was Wulihan, and that he had two sons, one daughter-in-law, his wife and the other daughter-in-law died in the snowstorm.

It's not that others forced him to leave, but to leave some food for his son and grandson.

Moreover, this form of old people leaving by themselves has almost become an unspoken rule, so if you don't leave, even if you stay in the tribe, you will be despised and ridiculed.

Even your child will dislike you, making him feel ashamed and have no food to eat.

Therefore, almost every old man will leave by himself by this time, and never come back.

If Lin Qing hadn't found them, I'm afraid they wouldn't have come back here.

This tribe is just a small tribe of thousands of people, and tribes like this are everywhere in the desert.

I saw thousands of larger yurts appearing in front of my eyes, with domes and round walls, mainly covered with felt.

Lin Qingzao had talked before and learned that the residence of the chief khan of this tribe was in a yurt that was much larger than ordinary yurts in the center.

More than a dozen people bowed their backs immediately, walked around the yurts one by one, and moved forward quietly.

Some of the yurts were still lit by candlelight, while others were pitch black, but there was a constant ambiguous sound coming from inside, which made Huang Rong shy and glared at Lin Qing several times.

Lin Qing was stared at incomprehensibly, so she could only move on with her head sullen.

Fortunately, because of the cold wind, even the patrolling guards didn't see it.

Carefully walking along the edge of the yurt, more than a dozen people quietly came to the huge central yurt without any accidents.

The yurt here is more than ten times larger than ordinary yurts, and the sound insulation effect must be better, but Lin Qing still heard an ambiguous sound from a distance.

Hearing this, Lin Qing's body and mind were almost softened.

"Take my hard drive!"

Lin Qing complained in her heart, then let out a deep breath, and said to more than a dozen old people: "You wait here for a while, I will go back!"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Qing immediately opened the felt tent and went into the yurt.

From the outside, this yurt is already very big, but it is even bigger when you go inside.

The stalks of hundreds of flat bedrooms that were popular in later generations have become a reality here.

The first thing Lin Qing saw was the central part hundreds of meters away, where a stove about three feet high was placed.On the east side of the stove is a cupboard for stacking cooking utensils, and there is a skylight on the tent above the stove.

To the west of the stove is a carpet, on which a carved wooden table with low legs is placed.The shepherd's whip, bow and arrow, shotgun, bridle and other utensils are hung on both sides of the package door.

On the west side of the tent, there is a wooden cabinet with red lacquer painting. On the north corner of the wooden cabinet, there are Buddhist niches and Buddha statues. In front of the Buddha statues, there are incense burners and sacrifices.

Of course, what attracted Lin Qing the most was a big bed under a curtain, ten meters wide and five meters long, where one could vaguely see a woman pampering herself to the fullest.

Immediately, the footsteps stepped out, the hind feet followed like a shadow, and the feet continued to cross alternately, forming overlapping shadows.

After a few breaths, Lin Qing came to the deep curtain, without the slightest hesitation, the spear stabbed out, and his wrist shook in the air, like a poisonous snake.

Brush brush! !

After several soft beeps, the woman sprayed a lot of blood one after another, dyeing the entire curtain red, and then fell on the bed.

Khan, who had been sprayed all over his face, was showing a smirk, but suddenly felt something was wrong, and there was a faint smell of blood.

Subconsciously, he opened his eyes, but he happened to meet the woman with wide-eyed white eyes, and was immediately frightened by those white eyes.

Especially when he saw the woman covered in blood, Khan was so frightened that he trembled all over.

Under the woman lay several other women, their tender skin had already been stained red with blood, leaving only a pile of flesh piled up together.

The blood penetrated layer by layer, gradually flowing from the bodies of the women under her to the bed.

The blood from the bodies of more than a dozen women almost soaked part of the bed, forming a pool of blood.

"Ah... uh!!"

Khan couldn't control it anymore, and was about to yell hysterically, but he was suddenly frightened by the cold iron in his throat and swallowed it, leaving only his whole body still shivering.

Lin Qing had appeared in the curtain at some point, standing one meter away from Khan, full of murderous aura, expressionless, not in the slightest frightened by the surrounding scene.

On the contrary, Khan was so frightened that he subconsciously begged for mercy.

But when he raised the spear, he felt the cold touch almost sticking to his throat, and Khan was so frightened that he didn't even dare to beg for mercy.

At this moment, Lin Qing said in a low voice, "I don't like nonsense, and I don't like listening to nonsense!"

"One, get up tomorrow and announce to the tribe that you couldn't bear the elders of the tribe to leave, so you brought them back and you are willing to provide food."

"Second, we will live here for a period of time, you must not leak our news, otherwise, you have seen it."

After the words fell, Lin Qing pointed his spear at more than a dozen corpses, and said.

Khan was so frightened that he was trembling physically and mentally, so he didn't dare to resist, and said repeatedly: "I agree, I agree to everything you say!"

"Oh!"

Without waiting for Khan to say more, Lin Qing swiped his spear and immediately slapped Khan on the neck, knocking him unconscious.

After finishing all this, Lin Qing rushed out of the yurt and brought more than ten people who had been shivering from the cold into the yurt.

As soon as he entered the felt tent, he immediately felt a strong warmth pouring into his body, dispelling the chill all over his body.

At this moment, more than a dozen old men gradually came back to their senses, and Ulihan immediately said uneasy: "Young man, this is the place where Khan lives, so it's not suitable for us to be here!"

"Yes! What if we are found out?"

The rest of the elders also echoed, their eyes full of anxiety.

(End of this chapter)