The child pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

He is still very cautious about Feng Wuyou.

Since childhood, Xia Pingning has instilled with an idea that the people on Tianlan Continent are those who compete for resources with them. Only when they are more powerful than the people on Tianlan Continent can they survive by snatching better resources.

For the barbarians living in the wilderness, resources are life, and the one who competes for resources with them is the enemy.

Now an enemy suddenly saved him and wanted to talk to him. No matter who it was, he would not easily believe it.

"May I have your name?"

Feng Wuyou is not in a hurry, start with the simplest one.

The child looked at Feng Wuyou for a long time, and finally said, "Huijiu."

"meeting?

Which one can?"

Feng Wuyou asked.

She has prepared a barbarian name that is difficult to pronounce, but this surname is still a little rare.

"It's Huijiu."

The child said, very stubbornly.

Feng Wuyou understood just after thinking about it.

Although Xia Pingning taught the language of the wilderness Tianlan, he probably has not yet been popularized to read.

Or, those who are qualified to read are the nobles among them.

This child has a significantly low status, so he is likely to be able to read, but he is illiterate.

For him, if he can, he can. As for which one can... he doesn't know how many can.

Feng Wuyou let go of this question and was about to continue asking, but suddenly, Jin Wu whispered: "Thousands of miles of land, wind and rain are as dark as the emperor... Is it this dark?"

Feng Wuyou was stunned and immediately looked at the boy again.

Huijiu had already called out: "How do you know our eight Tianman tribes?"

Puff... Fortunately, Feng Wuyou didn't drink water now, otherwise he would have to spray it out in one mouthful.

The Eight Divisions of Tianman, I’m the Eight Divisions of Tianlong.

This thing...is Chu Xuan's masterpiece, right?

Feng Wuyou really guessed.

After Chu Xuan arrived at the wilderness, he told stories to these wilderness people when he was bored. The Tianlong Bashu was one of the stories Chu Xuan told.

However, with such a long story and so many characters, Chu Xuan could not tell them all even if he was a genius.

So, what he said was a mess, and sometimes, he also brought in other books, forming a hodgepodge.

Thanks to Chu Xuan's genius, he could only rub all the messy things through his own processing and into a story.

In fact, Chu Xuan has always been a pity that he did not have paper and pen when he was in the wilderness, otherwise he would have to record the story.

Feng Wuyou judged that the formation of the Eight Divisions of Tianman should be after Chu Xuan left. Xia Pingning also heard Chu Xuan's story and thought these four words were domineering, so he borrowed them directly.

If Chu Xuan had these eight names when he was there, he would definitely record them with Chu Xuan's gossip.

"You have eight tribes, namely Wanbu, Libu, Jiangbu, Shanbu, and Feng, Rain, Ru, and Hui?"

Feng Wuyou asked.

Huijiu knew that he had lost his words and began to pursed his lips again.

Feng Wuyou asked again: "The text sorting of these eight tribes means your strength or superiority sorting?

The most noble tribes of thousands, the lowest tribe of yours?"

"No!"

Huijiu shouted, "The mountain tribe is not much better than us."

Feng Wuyou raised his eyebrows.

The Shan tribe and the Hui tribe have the same status, that is to say, these eight tribes... are divided into two systems and sorted in parallel?

"So you're divided into two parts."

Feng Wuyou smiled and said, "Thousands of miles of the country are in charge of ideas. You are in charge of fighting, right?"

Huijiu widened his eyes again and said, "How do you know?"

It is not that Feng Wuyou would say this without any basis.

When she was fighting with Shangguan Youlan in the ancestral temple, she knew that the highest commander there was not Shangguan Youlan, but a guard under her, and that was the guard who saved Shangguan Youlan's life from her.

When they were close at that time, Feng Wuyou heard someone call him: Lord Yu... Now I think about it, I'm afraid it's not Lord Yu, but... Lord Yu.

Xia Pingning was the princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Some habits will naturally continue the examples of the Great Zhou Dynasty, such as: civil and military officials.

Now the barbarians are divided into two systems, and Lord Yu appears on the battlefield again. Naturally, Wanlishan is the barbarian civil servant system, and the wind and rain are like darkness, which is the barbarian military officer system.

Although there are Chu Xuan’s notes for the barbarians, after all, after so many years, they can understand too little.

But at this moment, from the child's mouth, he accidentally saw the whole picture of their entire system.

In the future, if you want to fight against the barbarians, you can also have some targeted measures.

"Okay, don't be angry, these things are easy to guess, it's not your fault."

Feng Wuyou looked at Huijiu with his lips tightly and comforted him with a few words of amusement.

His surname is Hui, so he is naturally one of the two lowest among the eight barbarians. He is probably used as a war slave.

Moreover, he was almost killed by their own people not long ago.

However, even so, he still focused on his ethnic group and did not think about betrayal at all.

Feng Wuyou never blames too much for a child, especially a child with a very bottom line.

She changed her question and asked, "Why do they want to kill you?"

This time, Huijiu shut up his mouth tightly and refused to say a word again.

He had realized that the people in front of him were different from his compatriots.

They are smart, or rather, very cunning.

As long as he just says a few words, they can infer many things from what he says.

Therefore, the safest way is to say nothing.

Feng Wuyou made a few more jokes, and when he saw that Huijiu was indeed unwilling to say anything, he no longer felt embarrassed.

"You have a good rest.

You are seriously injured. Although your life is saved, you must also cultivate well."

Feng Wuyou said, and planned to leave. Unexpectedly, Huijiu, who had been shutting her mouth for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"I'm leaving!"

He said loudly.

Feng Wuyou turned to look at him and gestured on her body: "Your injury..." "I can leave."

Huijiu stared at Feng Wuyou: "You won't kill me, so let me go!"

On their wild continent, there are macaque barbarians and live barbarians.

This is the name given to them by the Mother God.

Like them, they gathered under the name of the mother god, farming and hunting, and had many skills, called Shuman.

But in addition to them, there are some barbarians who are unwilling to recognize the leadership of the Mother Goddess. They also live outside to eat raw meat and drink blood. They are called Shengman.

Shengman usually makes a living by collecting and hunting in the mountains, but if there is no food, they will come to the camp to rob them of Crazy Man.

Shengman not only robs their food and clothing, but also robs people themselves.

If a mature man falls into Sheng Man's hands, there are usually two results.

One is to be eaten directly as food rations.

In the eyes of these wild barbarians, they are no different from the prey in the mountains.

If the situation is really bad and there is no food, the old and weak, or women or children will be used to satisfy your hunger.

If the sausage is not short of food, the people they caught will be brought to exchange other things with the sausage.

In the early years, the first ones, the first ones caught the first ones and the first ones were eaten directly.

But in recent years, perhaps Shengman itself has gradually evolved, but he eats less and changes more.

Once, they even caught a young master from the Lizi department and wanted to exchange farming skills with Shuman.

But this matter was firmly rejected by the Mother God, which also made the young master's whereabouts unknown.
To be continued...