The boy also realized at this time that Qin Liang seemed to be a big shot, but his eyes were not only without surprise, but with deep fear.

The tribe he was in was fragmented and displaced by those high-ranking figures.

And the concern from big names is even more terrifying.

He clearly remembered that a few years ago, the tribe encountered snow disasters, and more than half of the tribe's people could not eat, but the tribe's leader sent food and clothing to their homes, caring about their well-being, and even asked the wizards in the tribe to accept him as their disciples and teach him to practice.

But a few days later, in order to compete for a winter valley, his father hit the boundary marker and killed him, which triggered a conflict and occupied the territory of another tribe.

Not long after, the Shanyu, who was in charge of the nearby areas, also brought cattle, sheep, food, and even wine to the tribe. He also picked many young people from the tribe and joined his guards.

But soon after, a war broke out in the Western Wilderness. The patriarch wore heavy armor given by the Shanyu, rode the BMW given by the Shanyu, and led the tribe's most brave and warlike son-in-law to the front of the front line.

So the clan leader and the young and strong in the tribe all died in this war. The Shanyu also fled and was defeated, and the tribe where the young man was located was also occupied and divided by the winners.

The boy stumbled with his mother and fled into the deep mountains of Western Xinjiang. He survived with the rewards of the previous patriarch and the secret cave found by his father in the mountains.

Now that he saw that Qin Liang seemed to have released his kindness to him, he instinctively thought of the experience of his father and his tribe, and he was even more vigilant and frightened.

But he thought, even if the big man wanted him to die, he would give him some sweetness first.

Anyway, I have a bad life, and I will die if I die, but before I die, I have to find some benefits for my mother, right?

Thinking of this, the young man gradually calmed down and began to speak out the grudge between him and the sick stall owner.

The young man called himself Tiele, a member of the Dingling tribe of the Western Barbarians, and the stall owner was named Tiemu, a mixed race between the Western Barbarians and the Immortal Dynasty. However, from his appearance, Tiemu did not have any characteristics of the Western Barbarians.

Tiemu had a certain blood relationship with the tribes that Tiele lived in before, so in the past, Tiemu often went to the tribe to buy herbs from the specialty of Dahuang.

After the tribe was destroyed, Tiele and his mother fled into the mountains. However, forcing their livelihood, they still had to exchange food and other daily necessities with the outside world. After meeting Tiemu's caravan in the wasteland, Tiele's mother made an appointment with him to hand over the picked medicinal materials to Tiemu every month for sale in exchange for daily necessities.

The price of things fell into Tiemu's hands was greatly reduced, and Tiemu was unwilling to give money, but in order to live, the mother and son finally swallowed their anger and sold the medicinal materials they had worked hard to pick to Tiemu.

After this lasted for a while, Tiemu found out that Tiele had a Taiping card that could be traded in the ghost market, so he lobbed Tiele and his son to hand over the Taiping card to him and take the goods to the ghost market to sell them at a higher price.

Tiele and his son were unwilling to do so at first, but they could not withstand Tiemu's coercion and inducement. Tiemu said that if they were unwilling to hand over the Taipai, they would no longer accept their goods and let them starve to death in the mountains.

In the end, the mother and son finally gave in, but Tiele insisted that he would take Taiping Card to the ghost market with him.

And after going to the ghost market, Tiemu had to pay the money he had deducted from before in one go after the goods were sold out.

Tiemu naturally agreed to the boy's proposal, but asked him to hand over the Taiping card from then on.

Tiele naturally disagreed, but said that he could go to the ghost market together in the future. He sold things dug out of the mountains, and Tiemu sold herbs and did not interfere with each other.

Tiemu agreed to this proposal, so he came to the ghost market together.

But before entering the ghost market, Tiemu tricked the Taiping card from Tiele and said that he would return it to him when he left.

Tiele didn't believe it, but he was nervous when he came to the ghost market for the first time and did not dare to argue with Tiemu. He just hoped to sell out the goods and asked Tiemu for his past debts and Taiping cards and leave as soon as possible.

After Qin Liang bought the utensils in his hand at one time, when he asked Tiemu for money and Taiping cards, Tiemu turned against him.

"That brand was exchanged for my tribe with blood!"

At the end of the day, Tiele's eyes were filled with tears.

The Taiping Card was given to him by the tribal wizard who accepted him as his disciple. The clan leader led his clan members to charge into battle. The wizard with the strongest tribe's combat power could not be too far away from the clan leader.

Before that war with huge strength disparity, the wizard knew his destiny and handed over the Taiping card to this disciple with good talent, hoping that with this brand, he could survive in the Immortal Dynasty.

The origin of this Taiping brand is very difficult.

The Taiping card comes from Zhenxijun.

Fifteen years ago, the Zhenxi Army took out three Taiping cards and asked nearly 100 nearby tribes to discuss the distribution.

The result of the negotiations of these nearly a hundred tribes was fighting. Nearly a hundred tribes sent the most heroic warriors to fight. Only the three tribes who were alive were qualified to get the Taiping card, and they could trade in and out of the ghost market with the Taiping card.

Although the Zhenxi Army would continue to do such things every year, the Taiping card issued by the Houzhenxi Army was very restricted, such as limiting the number of people entering the ghost market, goods and time, etc., but there was no limit on this part in Tiele's hands.

It is precisely because of the trade in the ghost market that although Tiele's tribe was small, it cultivated many martial arts and Qi training men.

But what I didn't expect was that because of this, their tribe was attracted by the Shanyu and eventually became cannon fodder for the war.

"Sir! Don't listen to this little man's nonsense!"

After Tiele said this, Tiemu was panicked at the time: "This Taiping card was given to me by my friend, the great wizard of the Black Sheep Tribe..."

"Oh……"

Wang Si glanced at Qin Liang and stared at the Iron Curtain coldly: "That Black Sheep Tribe is the tribe of Tiele, the little Western Barbarian, right?"

“It’s…”

Tiemu nodded repeatedly.

"Dog thing!"

Wang Si kicked Tie Mu away with one kick.

Although Tie Mu has the physique of a monk, he has no power of resistance under Wang Si's kick.

"A tribe's wizard will give you the lifeline of the entire tribe! Are you his biological father?!"

Wang Si said angrily: "You are a mixed-race mistress who scolds the Western Man, but you are even more cruel than those of our Immortal Dynasty! Bah, it's really not a thing!"

What he was really angry about was Tie Mu. He couldn't lie more seriously. He was so casual. He really thought that his brain was not good enough, but he couldn't lift the half machete? As for how Tie Mu scolded Ximan, he would like it.

"Sir, how do you think about dealing with this matter?"

After Wang Si cursed, he quickly changed his tone and asked Qin Liang.

"Just call me black robe."

Qin Liang said lightly: "Ghost Market, there are always rules for ghost markets, right?"
Chapter completed!