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On a rare sunny day, the snow on the Hundred-Battalions Camp Street was swept clean by slaves, all piled up in the gap between houses on both sides of the road.

Yan Mo originally wanted to practice medicine at the trade fairs where local people often go, but as soon as he went out, he saw that people in all the cities where 100 camps lived set up stalls at their doorsteps and asked Ding Fei to ask about them and before he knew that the Hundred-Battalion camps themselves could be used as trading places, except when the weather was bad like the other day.

And the selection time is approaching, and almost all the tribesmen who want to come and partic.i.p.ate have arrived. Even the shack next to the Jiu Yuan stayed with a group of new people last evening. So today, when the weather is clear, they all put out the stall by coincidence.

Yan Mo noticed that each stall had a wooden pole or a bone stick, with dominoes of various colors hanging on it. Blue was the most, green was the second, and several purple brands, representing the lowest level of white was the least.

Yuan Zhan saw it and hung out the green domino he had won.

Ding Fei was smart, he ran out and asked what all kinds of things the dominoes represented. When he came back, he told Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo, "Dominoes represent the lowest position is the white ones, followed by green, the third blue, the fourth purple, and I heard that there are also the most advanced black dominoes. Low-level cannot trade with high-level, but high-level can buy from low-level. For example, we can only trade with tribes with green and white dominoes."

After that, Ding Fei suddenly said angrily, "Those tribes with green dominoes look down upon us. I went to them to inquire about things, and they ignored me. Later, when I asked the white-dominoes tribes, they told me that everyone knew that our green domino was won in a fight. So even if we put up the green domino, the green domino tribes would not trade with us. They also laughed at the fact that our tribe was too poor to even have slaves!"

Yan Mo laughed and rubbed his head. "If they don't trade with us then they won't trade with us. We can't ask them to not to do it. We're not here to trade. It's okay to have the best of everything.”

Ding Fei was still a little angry, but Chief and The Priest say it didn't matter. He soon let go, and after a while he was busy organizing his shop with a happy face.

She-San brought people to collect the a.s.sessed fees. No matter what color the domino is hung, 50 1st rank Yuan-crystal coins will be paid.

This Yuan-crystal coins is not much in the wealthy tribes and downtown areas, but it is a huge sum of money for some less affluent small tribes, especially those with white dominoes, when they are pulling out yuan-crystal coins, they are full of heartache, including the Jiu Yuan.

At first, there were no guests on the street, but as the first local resident took two slaves into Hundred-Battalion camp Street, gradually more and more people were in Hundred-Battalion camp street. Towards noon, it was already noisy and lively.

The Jiu Yuan's stand had just been set up when someone came to ask what the black stone was.

Yuan Zhan and others knew that Ding Fei had been ordered beforehand and answered enthusiastically, "This is a burning stone, which can be burned as firewood, and is more resistant to burning than firewood. It can burn for a night if it is broken up like this."

The inquirer immediately said, "I want all these stones. How many bone coins are there?"

Ding Fei counted, "Twenty burning stones, big and small, fifty Yuan-crystal coins."

"Yuan-crystal coins?" The visitor laughed and scolded, "Do you know how many bone coin you can get for a pile of firewood is?"

"Burning stones are certainly different from firewood. To be honest, if we didn't have enough yuan-crystal coins, we won't trade them, which saves us from going out to collect firewood in cold weather. It's nothing if you don't want it."

People came to think over and over again that it would be better for the slave or herself to steal these stones than to buy them for fifty yuan-crystal coins, which would be expensive. He hopes She-Dan DRen can compensate him.

Fifty yuan-crystal coins were immediately counted out to round the inferior coal bundles on the stall.

"This brother, wait a minute. Although this stone can take the place of firewood, it also has its disadvantages. I have to make it clear to you beforehand, lest you say I lied to you." Ding Fei sincerely said, "It will emit a lot of smoke when it burns. If it is not handled properly, people can be smoked to death in the house."

The slave who sent the message to him didn't say so much in detail, "What should I do?"

"You have make a smoke hole, its better not to burn it in the house." Ding Fei outlined some common sense about the safety of coal use and made sure that the other party remembered that before paying for the coal.

Ding Fei is in business mode, and everyone else is idle.

Yuan Zhan dug up a lot of yellow mud from nowhere early in the morning and sat at the door playing with it. Dda was very happy to follow him.

Bing is responsible for putting Yuan Zhan's mud barrels by the fire and keeping them from cracking.

Yan Mo and Ding Ning are sitting on animal skins to tidy up herbs. During their rare leisure time, Yan Mo teaches Ding Ning how to collect herbs, how to use herbs, how to deal with symptoms and so on.

Yan Mo doesn't want to go to other stalls, but it seems reasonable to ask them to position themselves as a poor tribe. They have to endure it and try to sell a few things first, and then act after they have a certain yuan-crystal coins on their hands.

But one morning, they didn't sell anything except their 20 pieces of inferior coal.

They are reasonably well positioned because most of the Black Earth City people living in North of the city will pa.s.s through their stalls just by the north of the city trade fair, but he doesn't know whether they have put out too few things or the Black Earth City people have seen too many good things, and how many people are not coming at their stalls.

Yan Mo thought about it, took out a linen cloth, tore off a piece, and wrote on it four square words used by the Jiu Yuan, "See a doctor and heal a wound", then st.i.tched up the twigs on three sides, sewed the other side into a set, and asked Ding Ning to put the cloth on the stick with the green card.

The Jiu Yuan People, who has begun to learn to write, can read these four words, but others can't.

But this cloth is more conspicuous, as long as the eyes swept through the Jiu Yuan stall people will first see this special "flag", even if they cannot understand the words they will be curious, a curiosity will naturally make them want to ask clearly.

"See a doctor to cure a wound? Are you the witch of your clan?”

Looking at Yan Mo admitting that the inquirer's face suddenly became much more respectful than before, but at the same time he became a lot worried. Some people even dared not ask any more questions. They left soon as they heard that. Some people hesitated to ask about the effects of those ready-made medicines, but no one dared to let Yan Mo treat them.

Yan Mo couldn't figure it out. He remembered that the old shaman of The Yufu Tribe was not a doctor at the Moer-Gan market fair. Those people didn't shy away from him. On the contrary, there were many people looking for the old shaman. Why is it they are not coming to him?

If the Black Earth City does not allow other tribes and the priest from lower cities to see a doctor, She-San just patrolled past their stall and asked for the meaning of the four words, but he did not say that he would not do so.

Soon the Great Obscuri Tribe came to see them and solved the mystery.

"The Black Earth City people who come to the Hundred-Battalions Camp to see the things to buy belong to the kind of people who have no worries about life. They believe more in their temple the priest and the servants. How can they spend yuan-crystal coins to see other tribal witches? They are afraid of being cursed." Elder Hao explained.

"And the Temple of The Black Earth City once said that the Black Earth City people who sought other witches and the priest's treatment were not loyal to King Wu Shang anymore. No matter whether they were alive or dead, the Temple of The Black Earth City would never come out to save those people and their family. How many Black Earth City people would dare to find someone outside to help them see a doctor and heal their wounds after something like that?”

Yan Mo raised his eyebrow. "I heard that it would be expensive for the G.o.d's servants of the Black Earth City to serve and treat. Can ordinary people in the Black Earth City afford it?"

"I don't know. After all, we're not the Black Earth City people, and we don't have much contact with them." Elder Hao was sorry that The Obscuri Tribesmen had not helped.

Yan Mo asked, "Can we move freely in The Black Earth City? Where can we go and where can't we go?”

The Elder Hao knew that he had told all the places that foreigners could go at once.

In the middle of the conversation, a group of people crowded forward and backward to see these people dressed up quite rich, many people wear beautiful and luxurious fine fur, with yuan-crystal jewelry hanging on their bodies.

Yuan Zhan, who was playing with mud, he stopped his fingers and looked up at the group. He felt hostility and murderousness!

At the same time, Bing held the bow and arrow behind him in his backhand, but the arrow is on the bow, and the string is not pulled yet.

Dda grabbed a mud ball and ran to Yan Mo, who was protected by Ding Ning Ding Fei.

The Obscuri Tribesmen were wondering when they heard a grim, cold voice: "h.e.l.lo! I heard you went to see Chief of The Black Water Tribe?"

Yan Mo stood up with Ding Ning's help. "Where are you from?"

The person who asked was not tall, but very strong. His eyebrows and hair were red. He looked very arrogant. "The Gaogang City."

In the same way, Yan Mo and others have seen it on the faces of the Tianqiancheng-Heaven City people. The warriors in lower city are indeed qualified to be arrogant in front of some ordinary tribes.

"I don't know where you come from, but you dare to see chief of the Black Water Tribe, but you just don't..." Before the words of the red eyebrows were finished, a light cough was heard from behind. The red eyebrows man closed his mouths immediately and looked behind them.

A fifty some old man stepped out of the Gaogang City group and walked slowly five steps away from Yan Mo, looking at him carefully.

"Are you the witch of the Jiu Yuan?" the fifty something old man had red eyebrows and hair, but his att.i.tude is gentle.

"Are you the priest of the Temple of The Gaogang City?" Yan Mo also smelled the same kind of smell.

The old man nodded, and turned to look at Yuan Zhan, who walked slowly towards him. His face was amazed, and then he suddenly laughed. "I heard you came in with the lowest white dominoes."

Yan Mo did not understand what he meant, but looked at them kindly.

"You couldn't cure the Black Water Tribe's Chief's illness, plus the warrior beside you, no matter where you come from and what the purpose of coming to the Black Earth City is, we, the Gaogang City, don't want trouble with you."

Yan Mo was surprised that he had never thought a fifty something old people would say such a thing to him. It was a clear sign of weakness. He did not see a fifty something old man behind the red eyebrows man and short warriors would jump up.

But why does the Gaogang City the Priest show weakness? Does the other party not only see the details of Yuan Zhan, but also know that the Black Water Tribe's Chief is not simply sick and injured, but is under the curse of the Beast G.o.d?

Why does the other party know that? Why didn't the Black Earth City tell him?

Yan Mo had a terrible conjecture. He guessed that the Black Water Tribe's Chief was purposively infected with rabies. It was probably the plot of the Gaogang City Temple. They wanted not only the Black Water Tribe's Chief to die, but also to punish him. As a doctor, he knew too well how painful the patients who died of rabies would be at the end of their life. It's the torture of life!

Looking at the face and tone of the priest from the Gaogang City temple, he could not help thinking that the Gaogang City might also want to use the Black Water Tribe's Chief to bring the curse of the G.o.d of beasts into the Black Earth City in retaliation for the Black Earth City agreeing to the Black Water Tribe's Chief to cross the Gaogang City connection and directly partic.i.p.ated in the selection.

The old man said again, "I don't see how many abilities your warrior has. Maybe others will think his blood ability power level is very low, so low that he can't feel it. But how can you be a witch like this? How can the guard warriors around you get the highest strength of 4th and 5th rank?"

A fifty something old man's eyes flitted over four faces, such as Bing and Dda, and smiled lightly: "These warriors are all looking at those who cannot see the level of warriors as the first, then it is very good to infer that the level of warriors' ability is not too low, but high enough to have been able to hide their ability at will. Am I right?”

n.o.body will admit it, nor does a fifty something old man need them to. He nodded. "The Black Earth City Temple High Priest gave us a personal order to take something from you. I don't know what it is, and I'm not sure if we can get it, but we are attached to the Black Earth City, and answer to the orders above so can't be finished, so you see, how about we the priest go to compete with each other or send a warrior to fight each other? Who wins, besides the ident.i.ty domino, can ask for something from the other side.”

Yuan Zhan walked to Yan Mo's side, "Are you not afraid of what you want to say?"

A fifty something old man sneered, "Will you pa.s.s it on? Or will these people understand that?”

The Obscuri Tribesmen shivered, and a fifty something old man looked at them with a certain look saying that they would die.

Yan Mo suddenly laughed and walked up to The Obscuri Tribesmen to stop them. "I can a.s.sure you they won't talk nonsense. My warrior was tired after a fight the day before yesterday. Or are we better than him?”

Yuan Zhan disagreed. Before he could open his mouth, Yan Mo grabbed his wrist and said, "Trust me."

"High Priest!" A fifty something old man's guards also voiced disapproval, especially the short warrior, who seemed eager to challenge Yuan Zhan.

A fifty something old man swept back, and all the people in the Gaogang City immediately quieted down.

"How do you want to compare?" A fifty something old man turned around.

"We are witches, of course, we can do more than witchcraft, and witchcraft can be divided into two categories, one is harmful, the other is saving people. Which one do you want to choose? Yan Mo has a peaceful look, but his eyes are shining. It is the first time that he has come to this world and gets to compete with a witch who is still a High Priest from a lower city

A fifty something old man also seem indifferent, in fact, he is not willing to admit defeat at all, which can be seen from his choice: "Either single choice is not suitable. Since we are witches, of course, we need both to be higher and lower than before."

"You mean?"

"We use witchcraft to hurt each other's warrior, and then we each release the witchcraft on our own warrior and heal him. Is the compet.i.tion simple and easy to compare the results?"

"I don't like to hurt people on my own initiative." Yan Mo has a guide which judges on how he goes about to do things with people lives at will.

"Don't like initiative? So you're going to give up?" A fifty something old man didn't want to let him go. He doesn't want to save people only to fight with Yan Mo. Who could remove even the curse of the Beast G.o.d? If he only saves one person, the odds are really low.

Yan Mo was silent for three seconds and said, "Okay, that's what you forced me to do. I hope you won't regret it."

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