Chapter 207 [God's Messenger]
Ge Zhu stated calmly, "The handkerchief I just used to wipe the old woman's mouth was soaked in chili water. The smell is strong and pungent. If she pretends to faint, her immediate reaction will give her away."
Wen Qiao thought that the fourth in command was the kindest among the pirates, but he didn't expect that he was the best among the best!
This investigative awareness is amazing.
Wen Qiao felt that this group of treacherous pirates and the Moon Clan people who only knew how to fight were simply two extremes.
She asked the other five members of the team to hide first, and she and Ge Zhu went to see what was going on with the old woman.
The old woman drank more than half a bottle of water, her eyelids moved, and she gradually woke up.
"water!"
After the old woman realized that the water she had just drunk was not a dream, her eyes widened and she asked, "Is that the water you just gave me to drink?"
Her eyes were full of vigilance: "Who are you?"
"There's a severe drought right now. The tribe doesn't even have enough water to drink. Two tribes are on the verge of a fight over a palm-sized pond, and you're actually willing to share some water with an old woman like me?"
Wen Qiao's face revealed a confused and aggrieved expression when he heard this: "My brother and I are fishermen, and we call the world our home. We came here today to seek shelter, but we didn't expect this place to be hit by a drought."
"If we had known there wasn't enough water, we would have conserved it."
"Grandma, we saved you out of kindness, why are you still doubting us?"
Jiang Lili didn't expect that Wen Qiao was also a good actor, and his voice was filled with tears of grievance.
Ge Zhu was very understanding and continued, "Sister, don't be sad. We didn't know there was a drought here, so we gave the water without hesitation. It's normal for mother-in-law to be suspicious."
The old woman's expression immediately softened when she saw Wen Qiao's expression. "My dear, I'm sorry. I was rude to you. You really need to be careful recently."
"Don't you want to stay overnight? I'll take you back to the tribe."
The old woman said her name was Aji. As they walked, Aji told the two about the situation on the island: "I wonder if you have heard of Miguo."
"It hasn't rained in our country for three months, and the rivers and lakes on the island are gradually drying up."
The old woman drank enough water and now had the strength to speak: "What's even more troublesome is that we have a lot of cattle, sheep and horses on the grassland. An adult horse drinks two to five dou of water a day. Every household in our tribe has at least two horses, so the water they drink every day is even more."
The capacity of a dou is 10 liters, which means that a horse needs to drink at least 20 liters of water a day.
No wonder the old woman looked tired and had a dull look in her eyes while leading the horse. This was a sign of dehydration.
"At first we could still rely on wells, but now they are drying up one by one. Every day horses in the tribe fall down from thirst, not to mention people."
"My son and grandson haven't been home for half a month, and the water tank at home is empty. I came out today to take my horse to find some water."
In order to save energy, Grandma Aji spoke very slowly. While they were talking, Wen Qiao and Ge Zhu had already been brought to the tribe.
It was already very late at night and no one came out of the tribe. Wen Qiao and Ge Zhu followed the old woman into her yurt.
The houses where the Miguo tribe live are felt tents, which are somewhat similar to yurts and are easy to move.
The felt tent where the old woman lived was very simple, but there was a skull with sheep horns hanging on the wall, and three straw mats were placed under the skull.
The first thing the old woman did after entering the yurt was to kneel down on the mat and pray. She looked very pious and was muttering something. Wen Qiao heard that she was asking God to send rain quickly.
"Grandma said it hasn't rained in a while. Has your tribe ever held a rain-praying ritual?"
"We did it! We used to hold it once a month, and now we hold it every seven days, but it's still no use. Has the shepherd god really abandoned us?"
Wen Qiao turned his eyes to the sheep head hanging on the wall. It turned out that this tribe believed in the shepherd god.
It was late at night, and Wen Qiao and Ge Zhu didn't want to ask too many questions today. After finding an opportunity to report their safety to others who were waiting for news, they went to rest.
The next morning.
Wen Qiao and Ge Zhu were awakened by the noise outside the tent, and their mother-in-law was no longer in the room.
The two men hurried out to check the situation and found that all the people in the tribe were gathered in a circle of tents. These people were the elderly, the weak, women and children, and there was not a single adult man.
"What should we do? The tribe in the north knows there's water in our well, and they sent people to surround our well early this morning!"
"Our tribe only has this one well, and there's only a little water left, and it's all for the children to drink!"
"Aren't the northern tribes relying on the fact that all the men in our tribe have been recruited by the king?"
Wen Qiao learned from the conversation of this group of people that there was only one well with water left in the tribe, and everyone saved it for the children in the tribe to drink.
Children are considered the hope of the tribe, the continuation of the next generation. The elders are willing to sacrifice themselves for the younger ones and give up their water. Thinking of the old woman who would rather go out to find water herself than touch the water in the well, Wen Qiao felt deeply moved.
These people said that all the men in the tribe were recruited, and it was estimated that they were transferred by the king to the front line to prepare for landing on the south coast of Haizhou Island.
At this time, a woman with a necklace full of shells around her neck came forward. Everyone became quieter when she came, which showed that the woman had a very high status in this group of people.
Wen Qiao heard that this woman was the temporary chief of the tribe.
"I see there are only five people guarding the well. With so many of us, we can scratch them to death with just one hand each! For the children, we must fight!"
The chief raised the wooden staff high in his hand!
Others chimed in: "Let's fight!"
Fifty or sixty tribesmen in the tribe cheered up and headed towards the well.
Wen Qiao and Ge Zhu also followed.
From a distance, I saw the five people guarding the well being dragged away by the female soldiers and violently beaten.
The chief saw that the fight was almost over and said, "Tie them up and take them hostage!"
The five men were tied up with straw ropes.
Wen Qiao pulled a kind-looking woman beside him and asked, "Why haven't these five people been recruited by the king?"
The old woman had reported to the tribe early in the morning that two outsiders had come to stay overnight. She wasn't surprised to see Wen Qiao and Ge Zhu. She explained, "The people from the northern tribe are the shepherd god's messengers on earth. They have special privileges."
Wen Qiao suddenly understood.
She didn't believe it anyway, and regarded any messenger who didn't work for the welfare of the tribe as a liar.
At this moment, a boy who was less than ten years old came running over and shouted, "Oh no! People are coming from the northern tribe!"
The woman quickly nudged Wen Qiao and the other two, and told them to leave quickly: "Hurry up! Your brother, such a strong man, will be captured by the northern tribes and taken as a conscript. Girl, you are so beautiful, the barbarians in the northern tribes will not let you go either."
Before the woman finished speaking, a burst of hurried horse hooves sounded!
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