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Of course, Cui Geng couldn't say that according to the records of later generations, he immediately smiled slightly, and the old god was saying: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed!" ”

Zhang Tianlu scolded on the side: "Dong Lao'er, you are so rude!" How can I tell others about the secret technique of my ghost master for no reason? ”

Dong Wanqing didn't think it was angry at all, her face was full of shame, and she said: "Yes, yes, it's the little old man who is reckless." ”

The ghost lords rule the various tribes with the art of "ghosts and witches", of course, they have their own ways of pretending to be gods and ghosts. If it is exposed, the rule will be unstable.

Therefore, asking about the secret techniques of the ghost masters of each department is really a big taboo among the barbarians. Dong Wanqing's question just now is just a matter of concern.

Anyway, Cui Geng has already tried this red-backed bamboo pole grass is non-toxic, and the little boy Dong Xiaotian has been deeply poisoned, and it won't take much time.

Immediately, people boiled soup with red-backed bamboo straw grass and poured it into Dong Xiaotian.

At the beginning, Dong Xiaotian still had a high fever and shortness of breath. However, after a quarter of an hour, his breathing had calmed down.

After another hour, his high fever subsided, and he woke up.

"This ...... Am I a ghost? Fourth Elder, are you dead too? Seemingly...... Everybody's dead! ”

"What?" Dong Wanqing said with a smile: "Third son, you are not dead, we are not dead." ”

"How is that possible? What I just hit is the poison of cloud poison wood, there is no cure, I have to die! ”

"What does it mean that there is no cure? It's just that we don't know how to save it. As he spoke, Dong Wanqing pointed at Cui Geng and said, "It was this Lu Ghost Lord who saved you with a red-backed bamboo pole grass, thank you quickly." ”

Cui Geng said: "Eight Immortals Lu Chunyang, this is polite!" ”

"It turned out that it was Ghost Lord Lu who saved me."

Dong Xiaotian struggled to stand up, and kowtowed to Cui Genglian a few times without hesitation, and said: "Thank you for the life-saving grace of the Ghost Lord Lu, what will happen to your Eight Immortals in the future, come from the water, go from the fire, a certain surnamed Dong frowned, he is not a descendant of the Dong family!" ”

"Where, the third prince is serious."

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Dong Xiaotian was safe and sound, and the people who criticized the department were very excited. After thanking Cui Geng, he took out the dry food and wine and meat he brought with him to entertain Cui Geng.

Cui Geng and the others also took out the food they brought and shared it with the people in the batch. He even took out the two rabbits he hit on the road and barbecued them on the spot.

Is the cooking skill of the Han people comparable to that of the barbarians? What's more, Cui Geng and others brought all kinds of spices with big killing weapons, and even pepper among them.

In these years, the price of pepper is higher than that of gold, even among the Han people, it is considered a luxury. What's more, barbarians who are so short of salt?

The people of the department were so shocked by the food and the roast rabbit that they didn't want it.

It turned out that they were just thanking Cui Geng for saving his life to the third prince, but in their hearts they disdained the little-known Eight Immortals.

But now, he can't help but glance at the Eight Immortals.

Some people even thought that if their tribe could form an alliance with the Eight Immortals, wouldn't they be able to eat such delicacies often? It was a fairy life.

The fourth elder, Dong Wanqing, was even more moved.

A little ghost master has some kind of unique secret technique, this is not unusual, which ghost master can not have the unique skills passed down from his ancestors.

However, the Lu Ghost Lord in front of him was able to point out how to find the antidote to the cloud poison wood from a commanding height, which was extraordinary, and it was definitely an existence that stood out among the barbarians.

Thinking of the food of the Eight Immortals Department again, this Lu Ghost Lord's ability to govern is definitely not usually able to make such delicious food, which shows that his tribe has solved the problem of "eating enough" and has begun to pursue "eating well", and the Eight Immortals Department must be very rich.

Since Ghost Lord Lu has such a great talent, if he can help the third son, wouldn't that big deal be done?

Thinking of this, Dong Wanqing opened his mouth and said, "Dare to ask Ghost Master Lu, where are you going?" ”

Cui Gengdao: "I heard that my barbarian tribes are going to meet in Yaozhou, elect a barbarian king, and order all the tribes. Lu someone wants to go to Yaozhou to see, what kind of person is this new barbarian king, is it worth following my Eight Immortals. How? Could it be that you are criticizing the department, not fighting for the position of the barbarian king? ”

Dong Wanqing said: "We people are indeed participating in the Yaozhou Alliance. However, he didn't think about being elected as a barbarian king. ”

"Huh? Why? This ghost master heard that there are more than 30,000 people in the department. With such strength, it is said that it is enough to compete for the position of this barbarian king. ”

Dong Wanqing shook his head and said: "For the position of this barbarian king, I don't want to fight for it, and I can't fight for it." ”

"If you don't want to fight, how can you talk about it?"

"With the wisdom of the ghost lord of Lu, why do you knowingly ask? Even if all the barbarians were united, how could they be opponents of the Han Chinese? The final result must be that the Han people won, the barbarian king was ambushed, and the clan was wiped out. Our batch department is full of food and support, and we want to take the initiative to send it to death? ”

Cui Gengdao: "There is another possibility, the barbarian king is defeated by the Han people, and he voted for Tubo or Nanzhao?" ”

"That's not a good thing either." Dong Wanqing said disapprerovingly: "The uprising of the various departments in Yaozhou is not just to declare that the Han people are brutal? However, Tubo and Nanzhao, I am afraid that the word "more" will have to be added. If you vote for these two countries, I can guarantee that the barbarian king will still be killed. ”

"I see."

Dong Wanqing had such insight, Cui Geng couldn't help but glance at him, and said, "Then you just said that the criticism department can't compete for the barbarian king, what is the explanation?" ”

"Because although our group is numerous, it is mainly farming, and the people do not like to fight. In terms of military strength, it is far below the other ghost masters. ”

As he spoke, Dong Wanqing stretched out three fingers and said, "Now, there are three departments that have the strength to compete for the position of the barbarian king, namely: the Ministry of Planing, the Ministry of Meng, and the Department of Qianluoluo. ”

Cui Geng said: "I heard that the strength of the planing department is the first among all the departments. The ancestor of its ghost master is a Han person, and now he is in Kunming, and he is invincible. ”

"Exactly. The strength of the Meng Department is not much worse than that of the Ministry of Planning, and it has a history of nearly 1,000 years. At the beginning, Zhuge Liang captured Meng Shu seven times, mainly to fight against Meng. As for the Qianluo tribe, they are pure barbarians, and their people are very dark-skinned, with their hair tied around their heads, their ears and rings, their clothes short, their sheepskins, their shins, and their straw shoes, which are very easy to recognize. The most important thing is that the Qianluo tribe controls several rock salt producing areas, and is the richest among the tribes. ”

Cui Gengdao: "In fact, the Batch Department and the Batch Sand Department are united, and the strength may not be under these three departments, right?" ”

Dong Wanqing said: "If it is not under these three departments, we will not fight." Didn't you just say that? This barbarian king's position is just glamorous. Whoever sits on it will die without a place to be buried. ”

"Then all of you participating in this Yaozhou Alliance, are you like me, just want to see what this barbarian king looks like? Is it worth following? ”

"It's not just that." Dong Wanqing glanced at the third prince, Dong Xiaotian, and said, "Our patriarch has another arrangement. ”