Early the next morning, when the sun was shining, Wang Baoyu and the others came down from the tree house, had a simple breakfast, got into the carriage, and left the valley under the cheering of the Bula people, and headed for another South Vietnamese nation.

This time he walked a little farther, a full day and a night, Wu Fan may have been noisy last night and didn't rest well, and most of the time after getting in the car was sleeping. The next morning, the three of them finally came to a riverside surrounded by mountains and rivers.

Ma Yunlu jumped out of the carriage with joy, found a place to carry people, took a bath, and changed into clean clothes. After that, Wang Baoyu and Wu Fan also took a bath, and the cold water stained their bodies, and there was a bit of hot pain, and their skin should have sunburn.

Wu Fan told that there is a rather primitive Bika tribe living here, with a population of only about 50,000, and the name of the leader he knows, is called Yang Pengxiang.

"This is a Han name! It seems that they have been influenced by a lot of Han culture. Wang Baoyu said.

"No!" Wu Fan waved his hand and said: "The people here originally did not have a surname, Zhao Tuo gave them eight surnames, and Yang Pengxiang is called Yang Pengxiang because his grandfather's surname is Yang, his grandmother's surname is Peng, and his mother's surname is Xiang." ”

Hearing such an interesting name, Ma Yunlu chuckled and asked jokingly: "According to this inference, there should also be a name for Peng Yang here, or Peng Xiangyang, right?" ”

Wu Fan couldn't help but laugh, and patiently explained: "Princess Yun doesn't know, only the leader of the Bika clan can enjoy an official name, and the rest of the people are named by the number of their surnames, such as Yang Yi, Yang Er, Yang San, Yang Ba, etc. ”

Ma Yunlu laughed even more and asked, "Is there a surname Wang?" ”

"Yes!"

"Then isn't the eighth of them the same as Baoyu!" Ma Yunlu laughed.

Wu Fan Khan, he didn't dare to answer this words, Wang Baoyu frowned and waved his hand: "My father doesn't know what to think, give me such an ugly name, Wang Ba will often use it to scold people in later generations." ”

The three of them talked and laughed, and when they entered the territory of the Bika tribe, they saw a group of Bika women from a distance, with coarse cloth wrapped in their chests, animal skins around their waists, and black arms and legs exposed, playing in the water by the river.

It is indeed black, and it is shiny black, caused by exposure to the sun all year round. When these women saw the guests, they didn't show any shame, but felt that Wang Baoyu and the others were dressed tightly, which was incredible.

Near the foot of the hill stood rows of straw huts with round spires, and the men who walked were only wrapped in animal skins, not tall, muscular, with short hair, and their bodies were also tanned.

The carriage of Wang Baoyu and others immediately attracted onlookers, the Bika men had wooden expressions, and their white eyes didn't bother to roll over, but the women were very curious, whispering, and the children were running around, defenseless.

In the face of this kind of men and women who are close to primitive, Ma Yunlu can't help but be a little shy, Wu Fan is also uncomfortable when he sees these half-naked women, he lowers his head, and doesn't dare to look casually. Wang Baoyu's appearance is quite calm, the key is that none of the women here can be called beautiful.

Under the gaze of everyone, Wang Baoyu's carriage came to the big grass hut in the middle, and a middle-aged man wearing a feather-knitted bright hat and a satin robe walked out.

"This person is Yang Pengxiang!" Wu Fan said a word, and said hello in the past, as before, indicating that the three of them were merchants on the way, and they just stayed for one night temporarily and left tomorrow.

Yang Pengxiang's expression was silent, and he seemed a little unhappy, Ma Yunlu saw the doorway, and just wanted to take out some silver, but Wu Fan waved his hand to say that he didn't have to, but took out a piece of silk from the car and handed it over.

Yang Pengxiang's eyes lit up suddenly, and he grinned widely, although the clansmen don't like to wear clothes, but his wives should wear brighter clothes to show their noble status.

The group of three was welcomed into the grass hut by Yang Pengxiang, compared to Danu's bamboo house, it is much smaller here, and most of the decorations on the wall are animal bones, and some are still very complete, which looks quite terrifying.

A few people sat on the ground, the grass hut was filled with the smell of tea, and there was a clay pot on the stove in the middle, bubbling hot, and tea leaves were placed in it all year round.

Yang Peng asked the three of them to drink tea in a large bowl of coarse porcelain with a shallow bottom, without a handle, and it was hot to hold, but the taste was extremely strong, with the fragrance of tea and flowers mixed with other aromas, which was very thirst-quenching, and even the fatigue of the rush was swept away, and there seemed to be herbs in it.

Wang Baoyu drank a large bowl of tea in one go, sweating slightly, and every sweat pore on his body was opened, which was very comfortable. Yang Pengxiang smiled with satisfaction and added a big bowl to Wang Baoyu.

Yang Pengxiang immediately chatted with Wu Fan, and after Wu Fan's explanation, the general meaning was that they needed the cultivation technology the most, and if they could provide it, they could exchange it for animal skins.

Wang Baoyu asked Wu Fan to go back and start to deal with this matter, although this wild style is unique, but it is really far from the needs of human development and must be transformed.

It took a long time for the food to be delivered, and it was basically game, but not too much seasoning was added, and even the blood was not cleaned, and it tasted very violent. Wang Baoyu and the others were very awkward, and without eating a few bites, they left the grass hut and walked around.

The Bika people are good at hunting, and they are drying animal skins everywhere, and the men's archery skills are very strong.

Women not only give birth to offspring, but also practice the strong ability of peeling and deboning with one hand, waving a knife like flying, and the skin and flesh of a wild deer will be sorted neatly in ten minutes. And take a closer look at the animal skins worn by men and women, soft and comfortable, as well as color stitching, and there are some small bone ornaments on women's animal skin clothes, which shows the ingenuity of women and their yearning for a better life.

The mountains behind provide endless game for the Bika people, and the small river in front of them is the source of water for their survival.

Wu Fan introduced that the Bika tribe practiced polygamy, Yang Pengxiang had at least eight wives, and those wives who tired him were given to the warriors in the clan, and these warriors felt that it was a great honor.

"It's a small kingdom here." Wang Baoyu said.

"What the king said is true, Yang Pengxiang holds the power of life and death of the clansmen, and it is difficult for the laws of the Han people to restrain them." Wu Fan said.

"This point must also be gradually reformed, and it will not work without establishing a society with a legal system." Wang Baoyu said.

As night fell, the Bika people also held a bonfire welcome party for Wang Baoyu and the three of them, and a large fire was lit in the open space in the middle of the tribe.

Although there were no cows, to the surprise of Wang Baoyu and others, the dance performed by the Bika people was too unusual.