Chapter 352 Buried
“Bang!”
Before Zhang Qishan could finish his words, he was slapped hard on the cheek.
Pingshan cursed: "What nonsense are you talking about? If you say another word, I will kill you!"
As he said this, he threw his sleeves and went to check on the injured.
These soldiers are all from his tribe. It is not an exaggeration to say that they have been playing together since childhood. More than a dozen people have died on the way out. If he makes any more mistakes, the tribe members will not let him go.
Zhang Qishan staggered back, covering his face. A Wu Dynasty slave soldier stepped forward to support him and whispered, "Brother Qishan, they came back so quickly. Those greasy heads we touched..."
Zhang Qishan glared at him and said, "What are you afraid of? It's a dead person's thing, so why not take it?
Tell the other brothers that Pingshan is not a good person. We must leave as soon as we find a chance.
Don't stay with me anymore, go back to work, or you might get caught."
The slave soldier nodded twice and quickly went to help set up the tent.
Zhang Qishan touched the small package in his arms, a sinister look on his face.
He had originally thought of following the Pingshan tribe to gain some benefits, but after this battle, he realized that the Wuda tribe was not easy to deal with.
Pingshan couldn't really trust the people of Wu Dynasty like him. If he was defeated again, they might take their anger out on him. It would be better for him to return to Wu Dynasty immediately.
But a thief never leaves empty-handed. Since he has come here, he must get something in return.
The Di people like to carry lucky charms, and those dead people had valuable things such as agate seeds, jade, and wolf teeth on them.
He was not greedy and only took one item from each person, which could be exchanged for silver as long as it was brought back to Wu Dynasty.
Pingshan didn't wait for the tent to be set up before he had the bodies prepared for burial.
According to the rules of the Di people, after death, these people need to be smeared with perfume, carefully combed, wrapped in cowhide and dragged behind the horse, allowing the horse to choose the direction to run. When the tow rope breaks, the body will be buried in a deep pit dug locally.
However, under the current conditions, it is impossible to hold a funeral, so we can only dig a deep pit nearby and bury them together.
Just after cleaning up the two bodies, someone whispered to Pingshan.
Pingshan's face was gloomy, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent. "No wonder my tribe has been so unlucky lately. Even Ba Wan died inexplicably. It turns out that some filthy creature has entered."
The tribesman said, "What are you going to do, Chief? This filth can only be eliminated by a wizard."
Ping Shan said coldly, "The more cruel we are to filthy creatures, the better. If there are no wizards, we can bury them alive. This will also allow our people to be buried with us."
Zhang Qishan was directing people to set up the tent when he heard someone calling him to help move the bodies.
Zhang Qishan had no suspicion and was just about to take advantage of the chaos to steal some more things, so he took three Wu Dynasty slave soldiers with him and went over.
The pit was dug one person deep, and several corpses had been placed on the edge of the pit. Pingshan was sitting on a saddle next to it, staring at him coldly.
Just as Zhang Qishan was about to salute, Pingshan waved his hand and several Di people came forward and pushed him to the ground.
"Search them and throw them into the pit!"
Zhang Qishan struggled and shouted, "Headmaster Pingshan, why, why, we didn't do anything?"
Pingshan just sneered, and the Di people immediately pulled open the belts of Zhang Qishan and others, fumbled around inside and out, and took out several small packages.
When I opened it, I saw some raw agate stones, a few unpolished jades, wolf teeth and earrings that were as ordinary as could be.
Zhang Qishan stopped struggling. He was born into a gangster family, so how could he not have any means of self-defense? Those shameful stolen goods had long been hidden in a secret place.
The things that are searched out now are what most people have, so they are nothing at all.
Without evidence, Zhang Qishan felt emboldened: "Chief Pingshan, if you want to bury us with you, don't find excuses to wrongly accuse us. You should know that we have resentment in our hearts. What we bring to you is not protection, but the most vicious curse."
Several other Wu Dynasty slave soldiers were so frightened that they burst into tears: "We refuse to accept it, we refuse to accept it!"
Pingshan picked up a small earring from the package, brought it to Zhang Qishan, and said sternly, "You are stealing the things of a dead person? What is this? This is our amulet, something we have worn since childhood. I gave this earring to Aba myself. Why did you steal this immortality pendant when you could steal something else?"
Zhang Qishan's face froze. These earrings were won by playing dice at Xuyang Grassland, and they were not stolen at all.
This Pingshan was determined to take the lives of himself and others, and even lied.
But I can't just tear my face off.
He suddenly looked at one of the slave soldiers and said, "Qingshan, you must have stolen it, right? How could you do such a thing!"
The slave soldier whose name he called trembled all over: "Big... Big Brother, I... I didn't take it!"
Zhang Qishan turned to Pingshan and said, "Headmaster, this Qingshan is my brother from the same father and mother. He was ignorant and offended the dead spirits. He should be punished accordingly. Can you forgive his sin by making him do hard labor?"
Pingshan ignored them completely: "I don't want to hear what you Wuchao pigs have to say, just fill in the gaps!"
Zhang Qishan was very anxious: "Since the chief wants to kill us, why not use our lives to exchange for more benefits?"
"Your lives are worthless, and I don't want to see your face again. Bury them! Go over there and continue to be slaves for our people."
As soon as he finished speaking, the two slave soldiers were thrown into the pit, and their wails were earth-shaking.
Zhang Qishan no longer dared to keep the secret. While struggling with the Pingshan tribal soldiers who were pulling him, he shouted to Pingshan, "We are willing to go undercover in the Wuda tribe and help the chief open the way."
Pingshan raised his eyebrows and waved his hand to stop the soldiers: "Wait and throw it later. What did you say? Are you willing to go to the Wuda tribe and open the door?"
Just now, the tribesmen said that someone had stolen the deceased's protective belongings, and he thought without hesitation that it was these slave soldiers who were doing it.
When he returned after this defeat, he was filled with rage and was about to vent it, so he decided to bury these Wu Dynasty pigs with him.
But unexpectedly, the stolen goods were not found.
Pingshan couldn't lose his dignity in front of others, so he could only use an earring as an excuse. If Zhang Qishan dared to refute him again, he would beat him to death.
But when he heard Zhang Qishan say that he could open the wooden wall of the Wuda tribe, he decided to listen a few more words.
The Wuda tribe's crossbows were so powerful that he was frightened by just two arrows.
If someone were to explore the way, I'd be happy. Anyway...
He looked at Zhang Qishan and thought to himself: We are all going to die anyway, so just use it one more time.
After just a few words, Zhang Qishan had already come to a close. Cold sweat was dripping down his face. He nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes!"
In the Wuda tribe, Song Liyun did not rest at this time. After Xiao Shitou and Zhao San were taken away by Song Dekui, she simply washed up and asked the beggar about the situation in the tribe.
"Don't worry, Madam. As long as we don't fight, the Pingshan tribe won't be able to break through. When Wudan and his men returned in the middle of the night, I sent someone to deliver a message to Madam. She should be on her way back with her troops now!"
The beggar woman sat by the fire, holding a cup of hot tea in her hand. She looked very weak, but she still tried to stay energetic.
(End of this chapter)
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