Such valuable items should not be accepted casually.
Song Liyun wanted to refuse.
Granny Qi whispered, "Young Madam, my lifespan is not long. This bracelet has actually exhausted my soul power, and 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 mistress can command the Uda tribe's chieftain's obedience, ensuring the tribe's peace and prosperity.
The crouching position on horseback made Granny Qi very uncomfortable. Her breathing became heavier, but she still held onto Song Liyun and said, "Before the young master returns, the young mistress's divine skills cannot be revealed in front of others to prevent bad people from finding out."
I will also arrange for Wudan and Yuquan to keep quiet and strictly forbid others from knowing.
"As for other matters, I will speak to Madam myself."
Looking at the trembling beggar, Song Liyun felt a mix of emotions.
Clearly, this bracelet is some kind of special treasure in this world, enabling wizards to use their divination skills.
And Granny Qi was the shaman of the Uda tribe.
Her spatial abilities led Granny Qi to mistake her for a fellow witch who had not received the tribe's inheritance.
Was I being treated like a wizard?
Song Liyun accepted this identity with only slight surprise. She herself had her own space, so it was only natural that these locals would have some special skills.
Since she was already a goddess's messenger, it didn't matter if she was treated as a priestess.
Looking at Granny Qi's expectant and trusting eyes, Song Liyun thought for a moment and accepted the bracelet: "Granny, don't worry, I will help the Wuda tribe overcome this difficulty."
Granny Qi smiled, her wrinkled face smoothing out, and released Song Liyun's hand: "Granny believes you can bring good luck to the Wuda tribe!"
With the appearance of Granny Qi, Song Liyun successfully obtained Madam Wuya's approval and immediately began her patrol mission.
Lin Qingyuan was puzzled by her self-inflicted suffering and muttered to himself the whole way.
"You, since you are the young mistress of the tribe, should stay quietly in the tent with maids serving you and a stove burning, drinking milk tea. Why do you have to run around in the freezing cold?"
“If you do this, be careful your husband’s family will think you can’t get married and they’ll have to pay you to marry you. They’ll definitely trample you into the mud later.”
"Who is that young master, that he's so infatuated with you..."
"Shut up! If you say another word, you're leaving right now! We don't need you to come along!"
Song Liyun was observing the situation through binoculars when she heard Lin Qingyuan buzzing in her ear like a mosquito, and she said impatiently.
She believed that it wasn't just Zhao Tingduo who possessed the charm to make her willingly give herself; she was attracted by Granny Qi's kindness and gentleness, and Lady Wuya's ruthless decisiveness.
There are also flocks of sheep that surround themselves to graze on.
Those sheep are a walking treasure, the lamb skewers of Tianxianglou, and the silver in Song Liyun's pocket; we can't let others take them away.
As for Elder Shan and his senile old man, they were not even on her mind.
After being scolded by Song Liyun, Lin Qingyuan curled his lips and remained silent: Let's leave this shrew for Young Master Wuda to enjoy!
He was just complaining a few times, and he was scolded so harshly. In the future, that young master will be kicked off the bed at any time.
Lin Qingyuan felt instantly pleased at the thought of a man who would fall flat on his back at the slightest provocation.
Lin Qingyuan glanced sideways at Song Liyun and revealed a hint of mockery: Now you want to get rid of me? How could that be possible?
If I'm going to leave, I have to go with Song Liyun, otherwise my trip will have been for nothing.
Most importantly, it's freezing cold everywhere now. Lao Qian and the others don't have Song Liyun's temporary housing, hot food, or any extra feed for their horses to run. They'll definitely freeze to death halfway there.
The Wuda tribe also has its own tribal soldiers, and they are safe with Song Liyun now. Even if something unexpected happens, they can escape to the snowfield and have no worries about food or clothing.
So even if he gets rolled his eyes at, he refuses to leave.
If I stay, I will be a distinguished guest of the Uda tribe, and Lady Uya will treat me differently.
He dared not harbor any improper thoughts towards that beautiful woman; he was content just to catch a glimpse of her a few times.
When Song Liyun left the tribe, she refused Lady Wuya's offer to send someone to accompany her, and only took the clever little Wudan and the familiar original group with her.
The five people from Balin originally lived on the Dilu Grassland and were very familiar with the wild environment, so Song Liyun didn't need to worry about them.
Although Lin Qingyuan was a playboy, he was still a businessman who had been traveling around the grasslands for several years.
But when it comes to identifying directions and predicting routes, he is the strongest among all of them.
Needless to say, Song Dekui is Song Liyun's number one follower, and now there's another one, Wudan, who follows Song Liyun's lead.
With only these people around, Song Liyun doesn't really need to avoid them when she needs to retrieve things from her spatial storage.
After running for half a day as expected, and seeing that it was already late, Song Liyun took out her binoculars again to observe the surrounding situation.
Based on speculation, the vassal tribe of Dongyue that Lin Qingyuan mentioned should have arrived.
Lady Uya dispatched a team of men to intercept them directly in the direction of the Mida River Valley.
Song Liyun and her dozen or so people chose to patrol the other side, where the possibility of a sneak attack was unlikely, which was why Madam Wuya agreed to let her patrol.
Lin Qingyuan stood on a small hill, struggling to unfold the parchment map in the strong wind, trying to deduce possible enemy attacks from the winding lines on it.
Song Liyun put the binoculars away. In the vast white snowfield, apart from the occasional silver wolf, wild buffalo and wild sheep running by, no people or horses were found. It seemed that she would need to search a distance further tomorrow.
According to the plan, defenses were to be set up within a day's distance of the tribe. Song Liyun planned to stay here for a few days until the tribe soldiers of the Mudan tribe returned.
They planned to spend the night here, and Song Dekui had already led his men to build prefabricated houses at the foot of the hill.
Old Qian from Bahrain is clearing the snow from the ground to make room for the prefab house.
Wu Dan had only seen prefabricated houses being collected, but had never seen how they were built. At this moment, he was following Song De Kui with great interest, jumping up and down.
Led by Lao Yan, a dozen or so horses grazed on their own in the nearby snow.
It got dark quickly, and a fire was lit in the prefab house, with boiling soup steaming up.
Wudan diligently brewed milk tea, and on the small table next to him was a plate of dried beef and cheese, which were the most convenient foods for grassland people to eat in the wild.
To cater to the tastes of Lin Qingyuan and Song Liyun, who are from the Wu Dynasty.
In the small prefab house, another pot was set up to make pancakes with braised beef, along with a bowl of millet porridge.
On a snowy night, everyone ate heartily.
In the dim candlelight in front of the wooden house, everything was calm and undisturbed.
That night, compared to the peaceful Song Liyun, the people of Pingshan tribe complained endlessly.
Three days ago, they broke camp and set off, planning to find the Uda tribe within two days.
But fate is unpredictable. On the first night of rest, a blizzard collapsed the tent, injuring people and killing two horses.
They've kept them trapped at a distance where they could already see Mount Kara, until now.
As the night approached and heavy snow fell again, Ping Shan sat in his tent, tearing into simply cooked horse meat.
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