Rhodes actually knew very well that if Trist was unwilling to become the lord of the river, he would not be able to persuade him - maybe with the identity of the boss, Rod could force Trist, but that would lose its original meaning.

But Rode's impossibility does not mean that everyone cannot be dissuaded.

At least Rhodes was well aware that there was one man whose words would still be useful to Trist — yes, Graves.

Rod seemed to be talking to Trist before, but in fact, he was talking to him, in order to let the grinning Graves understand the entanglement of his good friend.

And after Trist left in a hurry, Graves, who couldn't bear it, really found Trist directly.

"Trist, you bastard - show your strength in Picheng girls, don't be like a coward, let Lao Tzu look down on you!"

"Don't you look down on your people for that bastard?"

"Look at the way you are now, what's the difference between you and them?"

Enraged, Graves even loaded his double-barreled shotgun and put it against Trist's head.

In the face of the extremely irascible Graves, Trist suddenly laughed out loud after a moment's pause.

yes, what are you struggling with? What to hesitate about?

Not reconciled?

Is it willing to give up and escape like this?

At this moment, Trist suddenly remembered the vow he had made after being left in the sailboat—"I won't let these guys have a good time!" ”

"You're right." Trist reached for his hat and dusted it off before putting it on his head again, "The way I used to be...... It's like a bad seed. ”

Under the wide-brimmed top hat, Trist gritted his teeth with a gritted smile.

……………………

When Trist changes his mind, things finally get interesting again.

The river nomads had no idea what they were messing with - not Rod or Trist, they would have a hard time coping.

This guy is the one who dares to make a deal with the devil!

In Bilgewater, there are only a handful of people who have traded with Tamm and haven't yet become a buffet in the belly of the devil, and Trist is one of them!

Don't look at this guy being calculated by Sarah once in the Flame Wave, but that's more because of Graves - when it comes to the river nomads, Trist has a good way.

On the third day, when the three guides woke up, Graves drove them out of the supply depot at Trist's request.

"Are you here to be a guide?" Graves, with a cigar in his mouth, uncharacteristically mocked them, "I slept for three whole days with a glass of wine - hand over all the deposits I had paid in advance!" ”

The three guides were distraught, they couldn't believe it was the third day, but because of the tradition of the river nomads, they did not dare to resist violently, and on the other hand, they were afraid to leave the tribe for more than three days, and after begging to no avail, they could only leave the original deposit and leave the supply depot in embarrassment.

It's not over yet.

When the three guides returned to their sailboats, the elders quickly sent someone to find them and began to ask for offerings.

Graves had paid a lot of money when he hired a guide before—and the elders were naturally eyeing it.

"The old rules, one fifth." The strong man with a python tattoo on his shoulder jumped into their sailboat with a quick hop, "Those guys who built the supply depot are big fat sheep...... The price of fifty gold hex is one person, and the three of you are one hundred and fifteen, and if you say one-fifth, thirty gold hex. ”

Thirty golden hex!

Faced with this request, the three guides were bitter-faced - they tried to explain what had happened to the tattooed man, saying that they were drunk, had not been able to complete the task, and had not even received the deposit.

But who would believe that?

Drunk?

Just kidding, there are still people in this world who will get drunk on the river nomads, and one drunk is three days?

"You find an excuse to find me a similar one!" The tattooed man's eyes widened, "Are you fools for me?" I was drunk and unconscious for three days, but you told me, how much did you drink? ”

"One...... One cup. ”

"A cup?!" The tattoo Zhuang Chinese tone raised an octave again, "A glass of wine was drunk for three days, and they poisoned you?" ”

"I didn't ...... Didn't you? ”

"Hmph, let's go, come with me to meet the elders." The tattooed man grabbed the eldest of the three guides directly, "If you are really poisoned, the elders will get justice for you - if not...... You'll pay for it, too! ”

Although he had the intention to refuse, under the pull of the tattooed strong man, the three guides could only choose to follow him to meet the elder in the end.

……………………

On the Elder's sailboat, three men described in detail what had happened.

"Oh?" After listening to the whole process, the elder in the colorful shawl had a rare fluctuation in his tone, "A glass of wine made you fall asleep for three days?" Looks like they poisoned you, right? ”

"We don't know ...... either" The three guides also looked at each other, confused, "we ...... There are no symptoms of poisoning. ”

"Then let me see." The elder got up and slowly took out a special incense, "The spirit of the python will tell us if you have ever been poisoned......

Taking a small incense burner, the elder lit the incense.

A unique sweet aroma spreads, and white smoke condenses in mid-air to take the shape of a long snake.

"Come on." The elder took out an extremely sharp knife under his long multicolored shawl, "cut his fingers, and dripped blood on the incense head, and the drip was accurate." ”

The older guide took the knife in both hands and slashed his index finger without hesitation.

Snort –

A drop of blood fell on the burning incense.

The strange incense was not extinguished, and the flame of the incense head even brightened by three points in an instant.

Immediately after, an unusually thick smoke rose up.

It's still white smoke.

"It looks like you're not poisoned......"

The elder raised his eyelids slightly, and glanced at the older guide—the other party shivered, and immediately bowed down respectfully.

"But...... What I said before is true, I don't have a penny on me now, and those guys did take back all the gold hex, even the deposit. ”

"It doesn't matter." The elder's tone was a little light-hearted, "Outsiders are always cunning, maybe they just don't want to pay......

Then, while the elder was still giving instructions to the guide, the smoke of the incense suddenly shattered.

Seeing a white smoke giant snake break into several pieces, the elder finally tore through his indifferent face.

"Come on, fork these betrayers out!"