Chapter 149 Shangmeng Tribe
Jian Mo and Wu Jiong were ready to set off soon.
This time, they had very little luggage, only two large backpacks.
Jian Mo rode on Jiujiu with the backpacks on his back, while Wu Jiong rode on Yingao with the backpacks on his back. They set off on a blue autumn day, flying higher and farther into the blue sky.
The weather was clear and the air was cool.
Jian Mo's shirt was rolled up, but he didn't feel cold. Instead, he felt an indescribable sense of joy.
Seeing Ying Ao carrying Wu Jiong and following them closely, Jian Mo suddenly raised his hand, grabbed the reins, and patted Jiujiu's neck: "Jiujiu, let's charge!"
Jiujiu let out a long cry: "Jiu--"
Then, Jiujiu flapped its wings hard and flew into the deep blue sky in a sprinting posture.
Ying Ao tilted his head to look at Jiujiu, and also flapped his wings to keep up.
Looking down from the air, they could occasionally see people from the tribe coming out to gather or hunt, and they could also see people from other tribes walking on the road.
Looking down from a high altitude is a bit like looking into a crystal ball.
Jian Mo was in a very happy mood. He hugged Jiujiu's neck and was once again glad that they had picked Jiujiu up.
The first stop was to visit the Yuqi tribe.
The people of Yuqi tribe found the chili seeds first, and asked the people of Baizhi tribe to inform them that they might get some clues if they went to Yuqi tribe.
They flew for a day, and at night, two people and two Jius ate hot pot around the campfire - Jian Mo cooked the dishes and then gave them to Jius and Yingao.
The base of their hot pot was garlic and pepper flavored, and the oil was made from the bones of cross-horned beasts, and pink and yellow umbrella mushrooms were put in it, which tasted very delicious.
It's not bad to have a meal occasionally, but Jian Mo was a little tired of it.
Jian Mo said to Wu Jiong: "When we find the chili, I must make a spicy hot pot, that's the soul."
Eating hot pot without spicy food always feels like something is missing.
Wu Jiong: "Then I'll wait."
Jian Mo smiled and clinked glasses with him with a glass of Liangye drink: "Then we'll cut a few more ingredients and enjoy a satisfying meal."
Jian Mo fell asleep with the giant wolf in his arms, thinking about it.
The next day, he sat on Jiujiu's back again and flew to the Yuqi tribe with Wu Jiong.
When they entered the territory of the Yuqi tribe, the people of the Yuqi tribe quickly discovered them and were not even surprised that they came.
Qi Ming, the chief of the Yuqi tribe, came over and asked them to go home: "Are you here to ask about the chili peppers?"
Jian Mo smiled: "Did you guess it?"
Qi Ming: "What's there to guess? You came all the way here, you must want to ask this, otherwise I can't think of any other reason."
Jian Mo: "Do you have any news?"
Qi Ming shook his head: "No, but I raised a cage of birds for you."
Jian Mo's eyes were full of doubt.
Qi Ming: "It's the bird that seems to have eaten the chili peppers. I wanted to help you find other chili pepper seeds, but then I thought that after such a long time, there should be no more, so we raised the birds."
Jian Mo was refreshed: "I want to see it."
Qi Ming: "Wait a minute."
Qi Ming asked them to sit down at home for a while, and then went to bring a cage of birds over.
The bird in the cage has bright feathers and a wide orange-red beak. It is obvious that it is not a local bird.
Qi Ming: "We call this kind of bird the red-billed crossing bird. They usually come to our area in autumn and winter. When the weather warms up, they will go south."
"Wait--" Jian Mo couldn't help but interrupt him, "Did you get it the other way around? Don't these birds go to the south when it's cold and come back when it's warm?"
Qi Ming shook his head: "No, they are indeed different from ordinary birds."
Jian Mo: "So it's basically certain that the chili the bird ate came from the south."
Qi Ming: "Yes, I think so too. You just need to follow the path of the red-billed ferry all the way south, it shouldn't be too far. After all, it's impossible for them to eat the chili and hold it in for more than ten days without digesting it, and finally come to our tribe to take a dump."
Jian Mo: "That's what I thought too, so I dared to go out with Wu Jiong. Find chili peppers."
Qi Ming curled his eyes: "Then I wish you a smooth journey."
Jian Mo: "Thank you for your blessings. By the way, you specially asked the people of the Baizhi tribe to come to our tribe to tell us the news, and also specially helped to raise red-billed pheasants. What should we pay in return?"
Qi Ming curled his eyes again: "We asked the people of the Baizhi tribe to tell you the news because we want to deal with the people of the Baizhi tribe more often. It's our selfish desire. How about this, if you can really find the seeds of chili peppers, just give us an extra portion."
Jian Mo: "Okay, it's settled!"
While it was still early, Jian Mo and Wu Jiong set out again.
They went directly south and did not detour back to the Riverside Tribe.
The first few tribes were all tribes they had visited, from the Yunxia Tribe to the Haizuo Tribe, and then to the Xiongying Tribe.
After leaving the Xiongying tribe and arriving at the Huaman tribe, all the way down, there were tribes that Jian Mo had never heard of.
They were chasing the red-billed avian all the way, and they also caught a lot of red-billed avian for dinner.
But they did not have the luck of the Yuqi tribe. After frying and deep-frying so many red-billed avian, they never found any trace of pepper seeds.
Jian Mo: "Where did the red-billed bird caught by the Yuqi tribe eat the chili seeds? It's too strange that they can't find another chili seed now, right?"
Wu Jiong rubbed his head: "Be patient."
Jian Mo rolled over on the thick grass: "Now we can only think of it as a trip. Do you think that after we go back, will the tribe have even cut all the grass for us?"
Wu Jiong: "Maybe they've even ground it into flour."
Jian Mo couldn't help laughing: "That's indeed something Qingkuang can do."
The two of them camped in the wild for several days, and today they arrived at a strange tribe, and Jian Mo wanted to stay overnight.
Living in the wild is certainly comfortable, but staying in a tribe, tasting the local tribal delicacies, and having a good sleep in a private space is also a very good choice.
They carried metal blocks, cloth and soap with them, so they didn't have to worry about not having enough supplies to pay for accommodation.
Even if they really couldn't afford it, Wu Jiong could go hunting near the tribe to supply the supplies.
Wu Jiong looked at the map sent down from the Riverside Tribe. This strange tribe was called the Shangmeng Tribe. It was a more vigilant but easier to talk to tribe.
Wu Jiong and Jian Mo stopped with two winged beasts when they were some distance away from their tribe and walked over to visit.
The patrolling beastman asked them across the river about their purpose, and they agreed to ask someone who had some say in the tribe.
After a while, a Yabeastman came out with a few people to greet them.
Seeing that there were only two of them and two winged beasts, the people of the Shangmeng tribe readily accepted them and settled them in an empty house by the river.
It was not easy for strangers to come to the Shangmeng tribe, and everyone was very curious.
After a while, someone came to see the excitement and talked to them.
After asking for a while, the people of the Shangmeng tribe suddenly remembered: "Are you from the Riverside Tribe? The tribe with a particularly powerful witch doctor?"
"I remember it too. The witch doctor's name is very strange. Is it Doctor Jianmo?"
"Do you know that witch doctor? Is he really that powerful?"
Jian Mo had never thought that someone in such a faraway place had heard of him. He exchanged a glance with Wu Jiong and touched his nose embarrassedly: "You might be talking about me."
People from Shangmeng tribe: "You?"
Jian Mo: "My name is Jian Mo. Doctor is a title we use there, but I'm not particularly powerful."
Jian Mo was too young, with fair skin and a youthful look. The people from Shangmeng tribe looked at him and didn't seem to believe it: "Really? Is there another person named Doctor Jian Mo in your tribe? Or is there anyone with this name in the nearby tribe?" This was
the first time Jian Mo was suspected by someone, and his eyes widened: "How many people would have such a strange name?"
People from Shangmeng tribe He laughed: "You are too beautiful to look like him. The powerful witch doctors we know are all older than each other."
Someone in the crowd interrupted: "Witch Doctor Lian Ke is very old, but he is not powerful."
The people of Shangmeng tribe laughed again, and someone stopped the person who interrupted: "How can you say that about Witch Doctor Lian Ke?"
The person who spoke earlier was not convinced: "That's right, Witch Doctor Lian Ke doesn't treat well, and he collects a lot of supplies."
When Jian Mo heard the key words, he quickly interrupted: "Wait, Witch Doctor Lian Ke is an orc nearby?"
People from Shangmeng tribe: "You also know Witch Doctor Lian Ke?"
Jian Mo nodded: "He has been to our tribe, and I learned from him how to make ointment with a kind of tree leaves."
Although the process is rather tortuous.
The people of Shangmeng tribe said: "Witch doctor Lian Ke is an orc from Xiameng tribe. He was also traveling and just came back some time ago."
Jian Mo felt a little incredible, as if this strange land suddenly had a familiar person, and it became friendly.
The people of Shangmeng tribe saw that he knew Lian Ke, and couldn't help but be curious: "Your medical skills are better or Lian Ke's medical skills are better?"
Jian Mo tactfully said: "People in our area usually choose me."
Hearing this, a kid came out of the crowd: "Then can you help our He Qin?"
Jian Mo thought it was a sick orc or sub-orc: "What's wrong with him? I'll take a look first, but I may not be able to cure it."
The kid: "It's not sick, it's about to give birth, but it can't."
The difference between "he" and "it" in orc language is very obvious. Jian Mo and his friends are speaking the common orc language, so there is no possibility of mishearing.
Jian Mo understood immediately that it was not a human.
Before Jian Mo could say anything, the people of Shang Meng tribe scolded the boy: "Don't bother the witch doctor with Heqin."
The boy pouted, very unconvinced.
The people of Shangmeng explained to Jian Mo and Wu Jiong: "Heqin is a kind of fish. We have a lot of water here, so we domesticated Heqin to carry us."
Jian Mo heard for the first time that fish can be domesticated as a means of transportation in the orc world. He couldn't help but get a little excited. He held Wu Jiong's wrist and said to the people of Shangmeng: "Can you take me to see it?"
At this point, Jian Mo's eyes lit up: "To be honest, compared to orcs and sub-orcs, I am actually better at treating animals."
He is a serious veterinarian. From hamsters with broken bones to fish with tumors, from birds with hair loss to depressed cats, even if he has not treated them seriously, he has seen enough cases.
At least many more than human cases!
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