"Do you hear me? Old four and fifteen didn''t listen to you. You owe me twenty ewes now!" A man, who looked twice as wide as the White Wolf, sat in a soft chair with a back and called out to his brother, whom he called the fourth. Long before ensord came out, the children had made a bet on each other to see who could fix it. At that time, the wolf owner''s "hum!" The fourth son snorted coldly and moved his hand away from the handle. His personal strength was indeed the best of several brothers and sisters. However, in such an environment, personal ability could not become a gold medal for all purposes. Scuffles in narrow terrain and one-on-one showdowns are quite different things. He knew it, so he held back his impulse. But the heart has already recorded this account in the White Wolf''s body.


    In this regard, ensord is indifferent, he has been prepared to be hostile to these compatriots. He is also very clear that all the things happened today and all the losses caused by these brothers and sisters will eventually be recorded on his own head. Who let the old shaman not go into other people''s residences? Now that the white wolf is standing on the wall, he has the consciousness to undertake these tasks.


    "Fourth brother, I''m sorry. But I still say that, the great shaman came to me by himself. When he wants to go and who he wants to go with, it is his freedom. Now that he doesn''t want to leave, let alone you, I can''t let him enter the camp even if his father is still here. " Ensord knew that if he moved the dead wolf owner out, it would be a dead end. But what he said was not a lie, not to mention the words used to achieve some effect. He told the truth. He may not worship the fire spirit, but he thinks he is still the people of the spirits, and he must protect the shaman of the spirits.


    People are fickle and cannot help themselves. How can those who can serve God avoid it? If it is the true God, it is the truth. How can we confuse the ignorance among the worldly customs? Therefore, the more devout people are to their faith, the more unable they are to accept compromise. They do not understand that since they have found the best way, why not directly use it to gain access to the truth. White wolf did not care about this. He supervised the market and was good at human relations. No matter how good the idea was, it would be useless if he could not spread it according to human feelings. Today, however, he finally understands that many times the inability to compromise is not one-sided, but that once he begins to compromise, he has to bow down in a complex relationship like a snare. This bow will sink into the unpredictable and turbulent undercurrent, and he can no longer climb up, and can no longer say clearly.


    "Fifteen, you can think clearly, although Shaman is the most respected person in the tribe, he will not be in your camp forever. Even if he can, the situation here will change after the fire calling ceremony. You can''t guard your little camp all your life, can''t you? You can''t stay away from your brothers, can you? Listen to me. Open the door and let''s meet an old shaman. As long as he talks to us personally, no one here will care about what you are doing The fat man who just won the bet got up from the soft chair and admonished.


    The white wolf did not answer, and this silence obviously stimulated others. The fourth son''s face became more and more red. When he saw that the others stopped talking, he walked towards the gate of the camp. When he was twenty steps away from the wooden door, an arrow flew down from the earth wall and nailed it to the ground an inch in front of his feet. The arrow was shot by the white wolf.


    "You Before the fourth son had finished, he saw ensord raise his hand, and the soldiers on the earth wall immediately bent their bows and set up their arrows. Without any hesitation, they shot out the arrows. In an instant, the distance of twenty steps outside the camp was planned out with arrows. Ensord stood there, helpless and ferocious, and said, "cross the line, die."


    "What a cross the border is dead. Today I want to see if it is you or me!" The two beards on the fourth son''s face trembled with excitement. He didn''t think that the White Wolf''s words were for other people. He thought that ensoud was aiming at himself. He saw a flash of light. His sword came out of the scabbard. The soldiers under the fourth son raised their weapons one after another, looking like they were going to attack. With their bright knife, all the others followed the orders to prepare for the battle, and saw a big war, which was inevitable. Suddenly, a gust of wind came from the southwest. The wind pushed the clouds, and a large shadow covered the slanting sun, making a terrible voice.


    Li Chou, sitting in the tent of Yingpan, opened his eyes, and the brocade spot sitting beside him opened his eyes. The difference is that the old Shaman''s face was only heavy, and Jinban''s body had faintly begun to shake.


    "Alai."


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