Portable Space: The Divine Doctor, Little Farmer's Girl

Chapter 1089 Entering the Southern Barbarians

Chapter 1089 Entering the Southern Barbarians

Yan Xiaosi was silent, and said: "Qin Lang, if you want to blame me, you can blame me. They went to Nanban to look for dragon blood grass because of me."

"because of you?"

"Yes, because of me, because I owed a person, and because the dragon's blood grass was necessary to save that person's life, they went to Nanban to look for the dragon's blood grass in order to help me repay that person's favor."

Qin Lang didn't blame her.

At this time, Murong Qinjian might already be in Nanman, so what's the point of holding someone accountable.

"Little Four, I have a request."

Yan Xiaosi raised his eyebrows and said, "What request, tell me."

Qin Lang said: "I'm worried about Murong Qinjian, can you let me go to Nanman together?"

A trace of surprise flashed across Yan Xiaosi's eyes, and he quickly felt relieved.

It's not surprising that Qin Lang would fall deeply in love with a man like Murong Qinjian who has good looks and excellent medical skills.

"Master, does the old man know?"

Qin Lang said: "I left a letter, take me with you, I know a little about the poison of the southern barbarians, maybe I can help you."

The most important thing now is to bring Long Yu and others back from the Nanman, since Qin Lang understands the Gu poison of the Nanman, he will definitely be able to help a lot, Yan Xiaosi hesitated before nodding.

"Since you want to go with us, then hand over the horse to Long Si. You will ride with us in the carriage. It will be more comfortable to ride in the carriage."

"Ah."

After negotiating, the group quickly left Xijing City and headed south all the way.

More than 20 days later, outside the boundary of Nanman, a group of people rode horses and shuttled among the high mountains. The closer they got to Nanman, the mountains became more and more steep, and the road became narrower and narrower.

For the convenience of traveling, five days ago, Yan Xiaosi and his party passed by a small city in the south of Chu, sold the carriage, changed horses and continued on their way.

Glancing at the lofty mountains in front of him, Long San pulled the reins, and rode to Yan Xiaosi's side to report: "Miss Xiaoyan, the Nanman land is not far ahead, everyone should be careful when entering the Nanman land."

"Ah."

Yan Xiaosi nodded slightly, then looked up at the bright sun in the sky.

This day is more vicious than Xijing City.

"There seems to be the sound of water flowing ahead, everyone stop and have a rest before continuing on our way."

It was noon, and the people in the bright sun were tired, as were the horses.

Yan Xiaosi gave an order, and Long San and Long Si led the way to the stream ahead.

A half-foot-wide stream murmurs between the high mountains and is crystal clear.

Yan Xiaosi took out the ice soul jade needle to check the water, and there was nothing wrong with it, so he asked everyone to fetch water from the water bag.

"The Nanman people seem to be very xenophobic. When we enter the Nanman later, we'd better change our clothes and pretend to be the people of the Nanman, so as not to attract attention."

As soon as Qin Lang finished speaking, he heard someone yelling for help.

"Help, help, help"

The voice is childish, like a child.

Yan Xiaosi covered the water bag, hung it on his waist, and got up.

Qin Lang got up and gave Yan Xiaosi a look.

"Let's go and have a look."

Leaving Qin Rou and Qin Yu to guard the horse and salute, Long San and Long Si followed.

The four followed the sound and saw a group of people digging a pit to bury a five or six-year-old child alive.

The child was tied up and thrown into the mud pit, and he was crying for help with a panicked expression. Several big men were covering him with mud with shovels.

"Help, help, who told you to do this?"

The little boy called for help for a long time but got no response, and stared unwillingly at the person who dug the pit and buried him. Because Yan Xiaosi and the others were far away, they didn't see clearly the coldness and killing intent that flashed in the little boy's eyes.

After the little boy finished speaking, one of the men with the shovel replied with a cold snort, "Don't waste your energy, in this wilderness, you can't help but shout out your throat."

The man finished speaking without cutting, spit on the little boy, and cursed in a low voice: "You are a monster who is neither male nor female."

Yan Xiaosi and the others squatted in a pile of lush thatch and looked at the clothes of that group of people.

"Those are from the Southern Man?"

She had never seen people from Nanman, but she saw that the clothes of those people were far from those of the common people in Dachu.

The men's heads were all wrapped in a thick circle of green gauze, and their left ears were all wearing a big silver hoop earring, resembling a certain ethnic minority.

Qin Lang nodded slightly, and replied in a low voice: "It's from Nanman. Men from Nanman have their ears pierced at birth, and they wear a silver ring in their left ear."

After confirming that the people in front of him were from the Southern Barbarians, Yan Xiaosi revealed a happy smile.

Earlier, she was still in a dilemma, and when she entered Nanman later, where should she go to get some sets of Nanman clothes.

According to historical records, the people of the Nanman tribe lived a self-sufficient life. There were few shops in the territory of the Nanman tribe. When the Nanman tribe lacked something, they would exchange what they had with others, living in this way of bartering. .

In this way, they have entered the Nanman, if they can't use silver to buy, and want to get a few sets of Nanman clothes, it will be troublesome.

Well now, there are several sets of clothes in front of me.

Yan Xiao flipped her hands, seven or eight silver needles suddenly appeared in her hand, and the silver needles infused with spiritual power flew out of her hand like arrows.

The few southern barbarian men who were digging a pit to bury their children only felt a pain in their necks, as if they had been bitten by ants, and each of them reached out to touch their own necks, but before they could touch the sore spot, one by one their bodies limp and fell to the ground. On the ground, he lost his intuition in an instant.

Qin Lang saw Yan Xiaosi make a move for the first time, and stared at her dumbfounded.

She thought that Yan Xiaosi only knew medical skills.

Yan Xiaosi smiled at her and said, "Didn't you want to disguise yourself, hurry up and take off the clothes of those people."

While speaking, Yan Xiaosi got up from the grass and strode towards the fallen Southern barbarians.

Seeing that Yan Xiaosi strode up to those people, and went straight to pick off their clothes, Qin Lang's mouth twitched slightly, and hurried to follow.

"Hey, do you want to infiltrate the Nanman?"

Yan Xiaosi was trying to pull down the trousers of a man from the southern barbarian tribe, when the boy suddenly yelled at her.

She stopped, turned around and looked at the child.

Seeing the child's appearance clearly, a hint of amazement flashed in her eyes.

The complexion is white, the lips are red and the teeth are white, the pupils are as dark as obsidian, and there is a little cinnabar mole between the eyebrows. This child is as handsome as the good fortune boy sitting in front of the Bodhisattva.

I didn't expect that such a poor country as Nanman could raise such a handsome little kid.

Yan Xiaosi looked at the little boy, and the little boy also looked at Yan Xiaosi intently.

The little boy was also amazed by Yan Xiaosi's appearance.

This woman is more beautiful than the number one beauty in Nanban. If such a beautiful woman appears in Nanban and is seen by the number one beauty, she will definitely die.

(End of this chapter)