Chapter 88

Dry rations, tea bricks, water bags... and even rocks!

In this heavy bundle, a variety of things were packed, but there was no medicine box or gold.

And these two items were precisely what were needed to trade with the Miao village!

The Miao people, the Wu clan, and the barbarians are the indigenous inhabitants of the Wangu continent. They have lived in villages for generations, residing in the mountains, grasslands, and even deserts, mostly leading a self-sufficient life.

When trading with the Miao village, the silver coins or silver bills commonly used in the Great Qin are useless. However, the Miao people are very fond of gold jewelry, considering gold to be a treasure bestowed by the gods.

Additionally, they have a significant demand for various pills, so the Jingyun Pill Academy's trade with the Miao village is always conducted using gold and pills.

According to the original plan, Fang Chi should have carried one hundred taels of gold and two boxes of a total of twenty-four third-grade pills to exchange for the medicinal herbs and materials collected and stored by the Shuiyun Miao village.

Now, both the gold and the pills have vanished without a trace!

So what can Wei Changfeng use to complete the mission?

He took a deep breath, suppressing his anger and regret.

If he had known this, he shouldn't have killed Fang Chi; at least he should have forced him to reveal the whereabouts of the gold and pills.

The disappearance of these items is undoubtedly related to Fang Chi. Perhaps it was the reward for betraying Wei Changfeng, and then blaming it on the barbarians. What a well-calculated plan!

But now that it has come to this, regret is useless.

Wei Changfeng thought for a moment, then dragged Fang Chi's body back to the mountain path. He picked up a broadsword used by a barbarian warrior, chopped the body to pieces, and kicked it down the mountain path.

This is called destroying the evidence. The purpose is to cover up the sword wounds, as none of the barbarians use swords!

After ensuring there were no oversights, Wei Changfeng limped along the mountain path.

If Fang Chi could see his actions from the afterlife, he would surely be so angry that he would spit blood three times.

Wei Changfeng's left leg was hit by an arrow in the final battle with the barbarian warrior. Although he managed to kill the enemy, his own injury was not light.

If Fang Chi had not been eager to kill Wei Changfeng and chosen to attack first, even if Wei Changfeng had activated the power of the pseudo-pill, he would not have been able to do anything to Fang Chi.

The mountain path was winding. At the end of the path, a Miao village built in the valley appeared in Wei Changfeng's sight!

On the front and sides of the valley, large terraced fields had been cultivated. Since it was already winter, the rice in the fields had been harvested, leaving only piles of hay.

No farmers were seen working in the fields. A babbling stream appeared beside the road, and a few oxen were grazing on the green grass by the stream.

However, Wei Changfeng had no mood to appreciate the rural scenery. He endured the pain and quickened his pace, heading towards the Miao village in the valley.

"Stranger, this is the Shuiyun Miao village. What are you here for?"

The entrance to the valley was completely sealed by a wall made of rocks and wood. Before Wei Changfeng could approach the half-open gate, two Miao warriors appeared to block his way.

More Miao warriors appeared on the wall above, holding bows and arrows, and staring at Wei Changfeng with wary eyes.

"I am here to seek help!"

Wei Changfeng stopped, clasped his hands, and said, "I am a senior disciple of the Jingyun Martial Academy, Wei Changfeng. I was ordered to come to the Shuiyun Miao village to trade for medicinal herbs. On the way, I encountered a raid. Please inform the leader of your village, Shuishan."

The Miao villages are controlled by leaders. A tribe may have several or even a dozen Miao villages, and the leaders collectively select the most prestigious one to serve as the tribal chief, with a very decentralized management.

The Shuiyun village is home to over two thousand Miao people. Their leader, Shuishan, is said to have reached the peak of the Qi Condensation realm. Not only is he powerful, but he also has a high prestige in the Miao village.

These details were told to Wei Changfeng by Fang Chi on the way here!

"Jingyun Martial Academy?"

A Miao warrior looked at Wei Changfeng with a suspicious eye. "Why are you alone?"

Wei Changfeng was not only alone but also in a very pitiful state, with empty hands except for his sword. He did not look like someone coming to trade with the Shuiyun village.

Anyone would have their doubts!

Wei Changfeng smiled bitterly. "I came with a senior brother from the academy. We were ambushed by barbarian warriors on the mountain path. I managed to break through, but I don't know if my senior brother survived!"

"I beg your village to help us in consideration of our past relationship with the Jingyun Martial Academy. I will be forever grateful!"

After saying this, he bowed again.

"What?"

The Miao warrior was shocked. "You were ambushed by barbarians on the mountain path?"

Wei Changfeng said firmly, "Absolutely true!"

Actually, even without Wei Changfeng's confirmation, the Miao warrior believed him.

He did not dare to delay and immediately took the bull horn hanging from his waist, putting it to his mouth and blowing it.

The powerful horn sound quickly echoed through the valley, and the entire Miao village was stirred. Miao warriors, armed with swords and bows, poured out of the gate and gathered near the entrance.

The Miao warriors' attire was simple. They wore blue-black short-sleeved Miao clothing, wrapped in thick headscarves with pheasant feathers, and were not tall or robust, but agile and nimble.

Compared to the barbarians, the Miao people, except for their clothing, looked no different from ordinary Qin people.

"What happened?"

At this moment, a particularly fierce Miao warrior, holding a curved sword, stepped forward and asked in a deep voice, "Why did you sound the bull horn? Where are the enemies?"

His sharp gaze fell on Wei Changfeng, making his eyelids twitch.

The Miao warrior who sounded the bull horn immediately pointed at Wei Changfeng and said, "Brother Yunyue, this is a person sent by the Jingyun Martial Academy to trade. He said he was ambushed by barbarians on the mountain path and came to seek our help!"

"Barbarians!"

This Miao warrior, named Yunyue, was both shocked and angry. "Which mountain tribe has the nerve to come to our Shuiyun village and cause trouble! Brothers, follow me, let's go and kill them!"

"Good!"

Indeed, one call and a hundred responded. Over a hundred Miao swords were drawn and raised high, their blades gleaming.

The Miao warriors are skilled in using Miao swords, and their inherited sword techniques are extremely exquisite. A hundred young warriors gathered together form a formidable force.

The relationship between the Miao people and the barbarians has never been good. The former leans towards the Great Qin, while the latter is the enemy of the Great Qin!

Yunyue looked at Wei Changfeng again and asked, "You are badly injured. Can you still lead us?"

Wei Changfeng knew the other party still had some doubts, so he said without hesitation, "No problem!"

Yunyue smiled. "Hmm, I know you Jingyun Martial Academy have real men!"

Real men!

This evaluation left Wei Changfeng speechless.

He and Yunyue, along with over a hundred Miao warriors, returned to the mountain path where the battle had taken place.

Seeing the scattered bodies of the barbarian warriors, Yunyue's expression changed. He asked in a deep voice, "Did you two kill all these barbarians?"

Wei Changfeng replied, "Yes, the situation was chaotic. We were ambushed and outnumbered. My senior brother and I were separated, and I don't know if he managed to escape!"

Yunyue shook his head without speaking. His gaze fell on the body of the barbarian warrior leader. He walked over, bent down, and examined it carefully, then said in surprise, "This is Wutu, the leader of the Shangui tribe. It was indeed their doing!"

He looked up at Wei Changfeng, his gaze more serious. "Did you kill him?"

Wei Changfeng nodded. "Yes, although I was not his match, I managed to kill him with a hidden weapon."

"That's impressive!"

Yunyue gave him a thumbs up. "I've wanted to kill Wutu for a long time!"

The Miao warriors quickly searched the area.

Below the mountain path, they found Fang Chi's mutilated body and the broken bundle.

"This is my senior brother Fang Chi!"

Wei Changfeng sighed. "I didn't expect..."

He showed a sad expression, making people feel that he was truly heartbroken.

Having lived two lives, Wei Changfeng was not short of acting skills.

A Miao warrior said, "We have searched the area, and there are no other barbarians. They probably all ran away!"

Yunyue sighed and patted Wei Changfeng's shoulder. "You have done your best. The blame can only be on these beast-like barbarians. Does your academy have a team going to the Bailu village?"

Wei Changfeng nodded. "Yes, our senior master led a team there."

"That's it..."

Yunyue said, "I will send someone to the Bailu village to inform your people. You can stay in our village for the night to rest and heal. I will send you to the Bailu village tomorrow."

Wei Changfeng said gratefully, "Thank you, Brother Yunyue!"

"You're welcome!"

Yunyue waved his hand and said, "Our Bailu tribe and your Jingyun Martial Academy are friends. My father once studied at your academy. Helping each other in times of need is what we should do!"

The Bailu tribe is a Miao tribe with ten Miao villages, and it has long-term trade relations with the Jingyun Martial Academy and the Pill Academy. The Shuiyun village is one of them.

The Miao people are mostly simple and straightforward, with little guile. Seeing the bodies of the barbarian warriors and Fang Chi, Yunyue no longer had any doubts about Wei Changfeng's story.

Wei Changfeng secretly sighed in relief. If it were not necessary, he would not have wanted to deceive the other party.

Yunyue continued, "You killed Wutu, so you are my brother!"

Wei Changfeng had not expected that killing this barbarian warrior leader for self-preservation would earn him the friendship of a Miao warrior.

After returning to the Shuiyun village, he immediately felt the benefits of this friendship!

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