Start: Summon a Daji

As soon as Qin Feng frowned, Sa Rilang realized that he was not happy, so he didn't say anything else.

From the conversation, she has learned that Qin Feng is from the Ming Dynasty, and his name is Qin Feng.

Sa Rilang stared at the pool in a daze again, her life was more confused than ever.

Qin Feng said: "Xiaoqian... no, let's call you Sarilang now, what are your plans for the future?"

"I want to rejuvenate our clan and take back our clan land!" Sarilang clenched her fists. This is her only goal now. The young and middle-aged combat power of the enemy clan has died, and only the old, weak, women and children are left in their territory. Getting it back shouldn't be a big problem.

That belongs to their clan land, Sarilang thinks that in this way, the old patriarch and the spirits of the dead parents will feel relieved?

Qin Feng asked: "If I say I want to take you away, what do you think?"

"Lord Qin Feng's kindness to me and our family is too great, and I should be a ox and a horse for him, but..." Sa Rilang's remaining words are difficult to say.

"But you won't be happy, will you?"

"Hmm..." Sa Rilang nodded in embarrassment. After all, she and Qin Feng just met. Before that, she was always ignorant of love, and she never thought about it.

Sarilang seemed to have thought of something, and said weakly: "And there are rules in the clan, I can only marry a Mongolian, not a foreigner."

"Then I will join your tribe!" Qin Feng said without hesitation.

Chapter 44 Violating the Ancestor's Decision (Fourth)

"Are you serious?" Sa Rilang thought that Qin Feng was joking. This is not in modern times. It is not easy to change nationality. Generally, unless the country is subjugated, it will not join other countries.

"Hmm, of course I'm serious!"

With a grass stalk in his mouth, Qin Feng lay back with a smile, not feeling anything wrong.

First of all, he comes from another time and space, so there is no psychological burden.

In the real world, he would rather die than join another country, and die as the soul of Huaxia!

Secondly, the so-called joining is just an expedient measure. Wouldn't it be good to change it back after Sa Rilang fell in love with him?

"For me...is it really worth it?"

Sarilang's eyes were complicated, but Qin Feng was stunned. Once, Nie Xiaoqian said the same thing to him.

"Really... worth it?"

The picture of the past seems to be in front of his eyes, Qin Feng's eyes are a little moist, but his eyes are extremely firm, holding Sarilang's hand and saying: "My answer will never change, it's worth it!"

Sarilang was infatuated, the eyes were so familiar, but he couldn't remember them.

The next day, the whole family moved back.

The rest of the tribe returned to their original tribe, where there were only old and weak women and children waiting for their husbands and sons to return triumphantly, until it was indeed another tribe.

Sarilang's tribe took over here justifiably, and the remaining old, weak, women and children were not dealt with, but they were included in the tribe.

At night, the bonfire is bright.

People sang and danced around the bonfire to celebrate the recapture of the tribal land, cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle, enough kumiss, and the smell of wine and meat wafted across the grassland.

Qin Feng, as a hero, a god in people's eyes, was encouraged to speak.

"Cough cough!"

Qin Feng had no choice but to stand up, cough lightly and said: "Everyone! I have decided to make a decision that goes against my ancestors! From now on, I will join the Mongolian tribe, join the tribe, and live with everyone!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then shouted wildly, with Qin Feng joining, why worry about the family's unhappiness?

If it is small, the tribe will expand into a large tribe with thousands or even tens of thousands of people. If it is large, it will be a great event for the entire grassland nomads.

Then came the toasting session. Countless young and beautiful girls came to offer a toast to Qin Feng. Qin Feng's visitors did not refuse the respect, and they drank dozens of bowls before they knew it.

This amount of alcohol won another round of applause.

After a long time, Qin Feng finally had time to sit down and eat beef and mutton, without too much seasoning, just add some salt after boiling in clear water.

It is such original meat, which tastes the most lingering aftertaste.

Sarilang looked at Qin Feng eating meat and drinking in big bowls, and couldn't help smiling. He didn't expect Qin Feng to integrate so quickly. If he wasn't too thin and tender, he might really be regarded as a Mongolian.

After eating and drinking enough, Qin Feng directly wiped off the oil stains on his mouth with his arm, and burped: "It's cool!"

Sa Rilang asked proudly: "There is no such good beef and mutton in the Central Plains, right?"

"nature."

Qin Feng nodded in agreement, beef and mutton are still the best on the grassland.

Sarilang smiled, and suddenly thought of something, sighed softly: "If you really belong to the grassland, you will definitely become the strongest wolf on the grassland and the highest flying eagle!"

Qin Feng knew that Sa Rilang should have seen that joining their tribe and ethnic group was just a stopgap measure, and one day he would leave the grassland.

Qin Feng lit a cigarette and said with a sigh of relief: "What about you? Do you belong to the grassland?"

"Of course, I'm the daughter of the grassland!" Sarilang held his head high, suddenly thought of something, got up and ran away.

Qin Feng couldn't help wondering what Sa Rilang wanted to do. After waiting for a while, he saw Sa Rilang returning with a flower.

"Give it to you!"

Sa Rilang shyly sent flowers, the name of this flower was the same as hers, Sa Rilang!

Everyone's name on the prairie has a symbolic meaning or something. Sarilang's name is taken from the most beautiful flower on the prairie, Sarilang, which is in full bloom.

Sarilang smiled and said: "Sarilang is my name, and also the name of a flower. Is this enough to prove that I am the daughter of the grassland?"

Looking at the flowers in his hand, Qin Feng looked at the shy Sarilang, and always felt that she was drifting away from the Xiaoqian in his memory.

Sa Rilang, or Nie Xiaoqian?

The two look exactly the same, their bodies are also similar, and their voices are also the same, but their personalities are very different.

Sa Rilang's personality is a bit similar to Zhao Min's, unlike Xiaoqian who belongs to Jiangnan girls. After all, the two grew up in different environments and have different experiences, so their personalities will naturally be different.

Qin Feng asked: "Sarilang, have you ever been outside the grassland?"

Sa Rilang shook her head. She has never been to any place other than the grassland, except for the desert bordering the grassland. Strictly speaking, it used to belong to the grassland, but it was eroded by wind and sand and turned into a desert.

She has come into contact with Han people, but they are all profit-seeking shrewd businessmen, so she doesn't have a good impression of Han people.

Qin Feng asked again: "Then, do you want to go to a place outside the grassland?"

"The place outside the grassland... Where is it? Is it far away?"

"It's very far away. It's a place farther than the Ming Dynasty." Qin Feng has a lot of meaning. He wants to take Sarilang back to modern times, across a thousand years of time and space.

After hesitating for a moment, Sa Rilang shook his head and said, "I think the grassland is pretty good."

"Oh."

Qin Feng responded, not knowing how to make a decision.

If Sa Rilang failed to awaken the memory of her previous life and took her away, would she be happy?

If she is not happy, it is better to let her stay in the grassland, just like the Sarilang flower, which can only grow in the grassland, and will die when transplanted to other places.

Should we get along with each other, or forget each other in the rivers and lakes?

Qin Feng has no answer for the time being.

It's just that I don't think it's necessary to impose my own thoughts on Sarilang. Reincarnation is to cut off everything from the previous life.

Seeing Qin Feng's downcast expression, Sa Rilang asked cautiously, "Did I... say something wrong?"

"No, what you said is very good. Saying what you want to say and being who you want to be is the happiest thing, isn't it?" Qin Feng smiled slightly, and took another bowl of kumiss.

It was late at night, and Sarilang went back to sleep in the yurt.

Qin Feng took out the guqin, gently plucked the strings, and played the song "Sorrow of Liren" played by the two when they met and parted.

"I broke my gut today

each party today

There is no hope of meeting you in this life

... "

After playing a song, Qin Feng's heart was extremely peaceful.

The two have crossed the distance between life and death, and it is a miracle to meet again, why bother to pursue perfection.

Qin Feng finally understands, what is the furthest distance in the world is not life and death, but I stand in front of you, but you don't remember me.

Inside the yurt, Sa Rilang woke up to the sound of the piano, listened carefully and felt that the melody was so familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

Her heart was also troubled.

Chapter 45 Sarilang's Love Show

It has been a week since Qin Feng joined the Wabuka tribe. During this week, the Wabuka tribe expanded at an unprecedented speed.

He wants money to give money, and he wants to give effort, which has attracted countless other small tribes to join in.

In the meantime, he also absorbed several warlike tribes like Arslen, but he would not send troops to weak tribes, even if those tribes did not want to join him, he would not force them.

In just five days, Wabuka became the leading tribe on the grassland, with hundreds of thousands of people!

Only a small part of them were merged, and most of them were joined by other tribes, thinking that the Wabka tribe could reproduce the glory of the Mongolian people.

Sa Rilang can see Qin Feng's efforts. Her only regret is that her parents and old patriarch are gone. How happy would she be to see this scene?

It was another late night, and another visitor came to the largest yurt where Qin Feng was.

These are a few old men, all of whom are highly respected in the clan.

"Master Qin Feng, you should consider our proposal, only you can reunite all the scattered tribes on the grassland!"

A few old people almost burst into tears, but Qin Feng waved his hand and said lightly: "I'll talk about this matter later, let's not mention it now!"

No matter how much they persist, Qin Feng is unwilling to become the new patriarch, the new leader, even if in their eyes Qin Feng is already a well-deserved uncrowned king.

In the end, the old people left in disappointment, but Qin Feng felt relieved.