The old man held the rattan chair and stood up barely, saying, "We can't let these people go down. These young people who were kicked by horses can never imagine that even if they were not massacred by Yuan Meng, what a difficult situation would the tribe be after they left Yuan Meng."

"Maybe I thought of it." Kiyohara thought of some things she had seen before and pondered: "It's just that the young man can sacrifice everything, sacrifice his head and sprinkle his blood not only his own blood, but also other people's blood."

"For one breath, I have to bury the future of the tribe."

The old man sighed: "I want to clear out the ten young people who are the most thoughtful, but I can't bear to leave it."

It can influence all the young people in the tribe, which shows that those ten people can be considered very outstanding, but they are quite talented.

Because of this, I can't bear to kill it.

"Actually, I can't be called a smart person, but I live for a long time and think too much, so I am a wise man in the tribe."

The old man said, "But I still can't understand many things. It's not unreasonable for people in Middle Earth to call us barbarians."

He looked at Kiyohara with a little serious expression.

Qingyuan said silently.

Precisely because the old man could not figure it out, he wanted to ask for help from Qingyuan from Middle Earth.

The so-called dignity and spirit of these young people comes from Yuan Meng's imitation of Zhongtu's teachings, and Qingyuan looks more like a person with extraordinary insights, and perhaps he can come up with some solutions.

"You overestimate me."

Kiyohara said this.

The trajectory of the world can be avoided as much as possible, so Qingyuan will not interfere easily.

He was just a passerby here, staying for half a month, in order to find out some news and some slightly familiar traces in the tribe, but he never thought about the incident of intervening in it.

To put it more, with his ability, with his wave, he could wipe out all the so-called intrigues in this tribe. In fact, to him, it was like playing like a child.

If it weren't for the great power of the gods, I think the dynasty changes in this world would be just a small fuss in the eyes of the immortals.

The old man didn't look surprised, maybe he had expected this a long time ago.

Although he is not a wise person, he is old and not confused, so there are many things he thinks of.

"I don't know if you have the ability to give me advice, nor do I know if you are willing to help me."

The old man said, "But I want you to stay here when I say these words to you."

Kiyohara breathed out and said, "I heard it."

The girls who drugged the medicine a few days ago not only originated from tribal customs, but also had the "instructions" of the old man in front of him.

However, the old man acted in secret in this matter, not on the surface, and Qingyuan had no intention of making it clear.

"In the past, in the north, the strongest warriors could only obtain the greatest glory and the best treatment. But now they are different now, they have to fight everywhere, so the warriors are still warriors, but in the near future, there is no need to fight. In the words of Middle-earth, they will be reckless men."

The old man said: "Yuan Meng is following the example of Middle Earth, so in the future, he must govern the country and have talented literati. You are from Middle Earth, and you don't look like an ordinary person, you should be literate."

He stood up slowly, looked at Qingyuan, and said, "I want you to stay and teach the juniors in the tribe so that they can know how to read and govern the country. Only in the Yuan and Mongolian country will they have great prospects in the future."

A ray of surprise flashed in Qingyuan's eyes.

This old man has such a vision?

"You overestimate me." The old man also saw his surprise and sighed, "This is not what I said, it is what my grandson said, in fact, he is the real leader among these young people. Even those who are older than him must submit to him."

As he said that, he smiled bitterly: "Actually, many of the ideas of these young people in the tribe are the dignity, spirit, humiliation, and struggle caused by my grandson. These words come from him. However, if he is still there, the young people in the tribe will be easily suppressed, rather than the current situation, a small tribe that wants to rebel all day long and overestimate one's ability."

"Yes," the old man seemed to remember something, and then said, "The word rebellion was also passed from Middle Earth."

When Qingyuan heard this, he felt unconsciously moved and asked, "It sounds like your grandson is a very capable, talented, and calm person?"

"What he said is." The old man said: "He has received guidance from a young age, read and read, read, have extensive knowledge, and has very wonderful skills. He is the wisest person in the tribe, the most powerful person, and has both civil and military skills. However, his vision is no longer in this small tribe, so he has left the tribe."

After a pause, the old man sighed: "I thought he would be the future of the tribe and make the tribe stronger in the future, but he is just like the words of you Middle-earth people, and the temple cannot afford a large Buddha."

Qingyuan said: "Is the golden scale an object in the pond?"

The old man thought for a while and said, "It seems to be this sentence."

Qingyuan glanced over and suddenly said, "Your grandson did some inexplicable actions inside and outside the tribe before leaving?"

"How do you know?" The old man showed a surprised look.

Qingyuan did not reply immediately, and he felt a little more thoughtful in his heart.

Those so-called inexplicable actions are probably about setting up a formation.

However, the old man's grandson should not have a high moral conduct, and there is no even a question of setting up a formation. That is, just like the Bai family in Yuanjing City, using things to secretly match the terrain and adapting to the heavenly time, making this tribe's Feng Shui excellent.

Changing Feng Shui is an extremely powerful method for ordinary practitioners. However, judging from clues, the old man's grandson can be said to be at ease when he acts, but because his Taoist practice is too low, otherwise he should be able to arrange a formation.

A man from a northern tribe received guidance from an expert since childhood, and what he taught was the way of Middle-earth Taoism.

"I wonder who the master who has accepted your grandson as his disciple?"

"That expert"

The old man thought for a while and said, "It's a fortune teller from Middle Earth."

Qingyuan suddenly shook, "Fortune teller?"

"Yes." said the old man: "I'm about ten years younger than me. I carried a long banner and walked alone in all directions. By the way, I came here once in the past two years. It was after that time that my grandson seemed to have obtained his true teachings and felt that the tribe was too small, so he left."

Qingyuan thought of someone in his heart, and then looked at some traces inside and outside the tribe, and then he had some clues.

"I don't really like that guy."

The old man was still talking to himself.

When Qingyuan heard this, she interrupted her thoughts and asked casually: "Since you are your grandson's teacher, why don't you like it?"

"Because when he first came, I asked him to count his fortune."

“How to say it?”

"He said at that time"

The old man looked dazed and recalled what he said back then.

The fortune teller said, "You have committed many evils in your life, killing and plundering, and you can be said to be a serious sin. You can live eighty years old in this life and live a safe life. However, in the future, you will establish a determination in the three realms. When it comes to good and evil rewards and punishments, you will definitely be a cow and a horse in the next life to atone for your sins."

How can this make people happy?

"It's not without reason." Kiyohara said.

"I have also been to Middle Earth. I always feel that he is a liar in the world and a charlatan who cheats money." The old man shook his head and said, "I can't believe it."

Only the old man knows whether he can believe it or not. However, whether he is willing to believe it is another matter.

Qingyuan just smiled faintly, and remembered the person he saw back then.
Chapter completed!