Chapter 329

The barbarian village sank into the deep night, only the mountain wind whimpered at the eaves.

Outside the wooden house, the Holy Guards had cleared the field and stood in a tight ring, circling a not-so-small restricted area outside the house, not allowing anyone to approach. But there were still believers retreating to the distance to kowtow, refusing to leave no matter what.

Inside the house, Wang Yang and Baoyue were whispering.

"Do you think he will come again?" Baoyue asked.

"Maybe." Wang Yang answered.

"Maybe is not enough."

"I know."

"What if he doesn't come?"

"Then he chose another path, that path has extremely small profit and extremely high risk, the possibility of him choosing it is very small."

"What if he just chose it?"

"If he chose it, there is an arrangement for it."

"What arrangement?"

"You don't need to care."

"If I didn't care, could you live until now?" Xiao Baoyue gave a light snort.

Wang Yang was stunned for a moment, his face full of disbelief:

"I lived until now because you cared for me???"

Baoyue was a bit angry at Wang Yang's attitude, and asked indignantly:

"Without me, who could you impersonate as a Divine Envoy?!"

Wang Yang asked back puzzled: "Do you have any misunderstanding about the role you played??"

Baoyue was furious!

"Wang Yang, you heartless—"

Wang Yang:???

Baoyue:???

Wang Yang and Xiao Baoyue bickered for a few sentences, his mood eased slightly, and he said: "Don't wait for him anymore. Sleep!"

He was very stable on the surface, but his psychological pressure was actually very great.

To a certain extent, impersonating a Divine Envoy was more difficult and tiring than him impersonating the Langya Wang family. He knew too little about the belief structure of the Yidu Tribe, and there was almost no time left for him to prepare, so he had to establish a new framework as soon as he came up, monopolizing the right to speak. And except for the names of the Pan King and the Divine Envoy, everything else needed to be created out of thin air, and while creating, he had to set plans, bury foreshadowings, and lay groundwork, leaving room for the gaps that didn't know if they existed, leaving room for dealing with unknown questions in the future, and at the same time guarding against every detail that might lead to his exposure.

Now it seems that he has controlled one-third of the Yidu Tribe, but there may not be no variables. Tian Dadao is one of the variables.

In fact, although the appearance of the Divine Envoy is not a good thing for Tian Dadao, it may not be a bad thing. After all, the Divine Envoy appeared in his village, not in the Xiang family and Cheng family. The so-called near water tower gets the moon first, being close to the Divine Envoy is both a danger and an opportunity. Therefore, there are two paths in front of Tian Dadao, one is to cooperate with Wang Yang and strive for maximum profit; the other is to risk the destruction of his foundation and connect with the other two tribal chiefs to work together against Wang Yang.

But Wang Yang has already brainwashed a group of die-hard believers, and wanting to get rid of Wang Yang might lead to civil war. That would not only hurt the vitality of the Yidu Tribe, but Tian Dadao himself would not have a good end. Even if he won, Tian Dadao would get back a scarred barbarian village. His power would be greatly damaged, he would have many more enemies, and might even be swallowed by the other two barbarian villages! So according to Wang Yang's calculation, Tian Dadao will most likely choose to cooperate. It's just that everything has accidents, just like being caught this time...

"Not waiting anymore?" Xiao Baoyue frowned.

"Wait while sleeping."

"Sleep..." Baoyue suddenly became alert!

She tightened her collar with both hands, took two steps back, and put on an expression she thought was very intimidating:

"What do you want to do?"

Wang Yang glanced at Xiao Baoyue and drank water to rinse his mouth.

A trace of panic flashed in Baoyue's eyes, then it was forcibly suppressed. She retreated to the corner, picked up a bamboo joint, felt it wasn't heavy enough, changed to a thick one, held it in front of her, and said nervously:

"I, I warn you, I have learned swordsmanship from Lei Zigao, don't force me to make a move."

Wang Yang smiled: "You are really humorous."

"Oil... ink?"

"Praising your high swordsmanship."

While speaking, Wang Yang turned over the mattress. The little shaman arranged it well, the bottom was a grass mat, then a coarse hemp mat, then a hard mat woven from rattan and bamboo, and then a soft mattress, animal skin (seems to be deer skin?), and specially added a piece of cloth "bed sheet" on top.

Wang Yang touched the thickness one by one, pulled out the hard mat and animal skin, and put them on the ground: "You spread it yourself."

Xiao Baoyue breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Wang Yang's movements, realized what had happened, blinked, skipped the hard mat, walked to the bed, and while pretending to smooth the cloth sheet on the top layer, her voice sounded like it was soaked in honey:

"Baoyue will do it herself. Young Master, go and spread the place where you sleep. Although the ground is not as soft as the bed, the mat looks thick and shouldn't be cold. But Young Master still needs to spread it carefully..."

Wang Yang was stunned again, then was laughed at by anger: "Are you not—"

Baoyue turned to Wang Yang, bowed softly, her eyes filled with fine soft light, with three parts shyness and seven parts gratitude:

"Baoyue was stupid and blamed the Young Master before! I didn't expect the Young Master to repay evil with kindness, pitying Baoyue for being physically weak and unable to bear the cold on the ground, and specially let the bed to me. A humble gentleman, warm as jade. The Young Master's style is noble, thoughtful and thorough, quite like an ancient gentleman—what are you doing?!"

Baoyue was furious!

It turned out that Wang Yang "didn't talk about martial arts" and actually lay on the bed while she was talking!

Wang Yang stretched comfortably: "You continue to praise, I'm listening..."

How can you sleep on the ground!!! Baoyue stopped acting!

"Get up quickly! The bed is mine!"

Wang Yang adjusted his posture to make himself more comfortable and waved his hand:

"Sleep quickly, everything is in the dream."

Baoyue roared like a dragon: "Wang Yang, I'll fight you!!!"

"Like this, I'll give you a question. If you answer correctly, I'll let you sleep on the bed. If you don't answer correctly, you sleep on the ground."

Xiao Baoyue refused without thinking:

"No! Your classics and history are so powerful, you can just ask a difficult one, who can answer it?"

"I won't ask classics and history, nor will I ask about knowledge, just tell a small story, even a child can understand it, and can give an answer. As for whether the answer is right or not, it depends on whether the child is smart."

Xiao Baoyue was a bit moved, then glared angrily:

"Who are you calling a child?!"

Wang Yang pillowing his arms, said leisurely:

"The opportunity to sleep on the bed is given to you, whether you dare or not depends on you."

Xiao Baoyue thought about it, and there was no good way. Had to compromise:

"Good! If I answer correctly, I sleep on the bed, you sleep on the ground. If I don't answer correctly, you sleep on the bed, I sleep on the ground."

To prevent Wang Yang from playing word games, she redefined the conditions.

"Right. Are you ready? If you are ready, I will ask now."

"Wait!"

As soon as Baoyue heard Wang Yang ask "Are you ready?", she became a bit nervous, subconsciously called to stop, clenched her palms, wanted to prepare, and suddenly froze—prepare for what!

"Ask!"

"A person was chased by a pack of wolves, ran to a big river, he couldn't swim, but he crossed it, why?"

Baoyue pondered slightly: "The river was frozen."

"It wasn't."

"There was a bridge on the river!"

"You built the bridge..."

"There was—in the river"

"No boat."

"The river was narrow, he jumped over!"

"Big river, big river, you try jumping."

"Detour!"

This time Wang Yang didn't even speak, just gave Xiao Baoyue a "figure it out yourself" look.

Baoyue was a bit discouraged, tried to think of a few more, one more outrageous than the other, and finally couldn't think of any, and said angrily:

"This is simply impossible!!!"

"Can't think of it?"

Baoyue was furious, and didn't care about her image (of course, the image was long gone), rolled up her sleeves:

"Come come come! You tell the answer! I want to hear how he crossed it? If you don't say—"

"He fainted."

Baoyue froze.

Then exploded.

"What kind of broken question is this!!!! Why didn't you say he died!!!!"

"Even if he died, you didn't answer it!"

"You are... you are... doesn't count doesn't count!!!"

"Sleep sleep!"

"Again! I already know the routine of your questions!"

Wang Yang said disdainfully: "No credit, who will come with you..."

"Who has no credit?! I admit defeat on this question! Again!"

"Admit defeat and still come? Go sleep on the ground!"

Baoyue was really angry, and wouldn't give up:

"I admit sleeping on the ground! But being fooled by this kind of broken question, I'm not convinced! The reason I didn't answer correctly is because I didn't expect the question you asked to be so shameless! I know what trick you are playing now! You ask another one, ask another one, I will definitely answer it!!"

Wang Yang closed his eyes directly, indifferently saying: "Who cares if you answer it or not..."

Baoyue looked determined, took off the gold ring on her wrist, and put it by the bed:

"This is a Chi Yue pure gold ring from Nanhai, made by the Great Qin Kingdom, the market price is at least 33,000 coins. You ask another question of the same kind, if I don't answer correctly, this gold ring belongs to you."

Wang Yang opened his eyes, sat up, and went to take the gold ring:

"Young Lady Xiao, please listen to the question!"

Xiao Baoyue pressed her palm on the gold ring, leaned forward, her bright eyes burning:

"But if I answer correctly, you not only have to give me the bed, but also lose your jade pendant to me!"

Wang Yang touched the jade pendant, Baoyue's lips picked up a mocking smile:

"How? Don't dare?"

Wang Yang took off the jade pendant, put it next to the gold ring, and stared at Baoyue:

"I'll ask two questions, as long as you answer one correctly, I'll give you the bed, and give you the jade pendant. I also have a gold bead on me, and I'll offer it together. But if you don't answer any of them correctly, you lose your gold hairpin to me."

Xiao Baoyue originally wore a gold crown, but it rolled off when she was running away, and she didn't know where it was lost. At this time, she only had one hairpin. Hearing what Wang Yang said, she was slightly hesitant. Wang Yang smiled: "If you don't dare, forget it."

Baoyue sneered:

"You don't need to provoke me. A gold bead wants to exchange for my gold hairpin? Is there such a good thing in the world? You say you have a gold bead, then you must have at least ten on you! Take out ten gold beads and put them here. Not one less."

Wang Yang smiled, took out ten gold beads, and put them together with the jade pendant.

Baoyue glanced at Wang Yang, turned her palm up, and pulled out the hairpin neatly—

The gold hairpin left her head, like a general unloading armor and abandoning the helmet;

Her eyebrows were proud, like a sword light testing the stars.

A head of black hair fell down with the sound, sprinkled on her waist, as if rippling a piece of ink-colored clouds.

Not smiling, but charming;

Not decorated, but city-toppling.

"Come."

Xiao Baoyue stretched out her palm, like a master inviting a battle. There were no waves on her face, the sharpness in her eyes was restrained, and her demeanor was calm.

Wang Yang didn't dare to underestimate, sat upright, and asked:

"First question, there was a dog before, this dog has a dog in front, a dog on the left, a dog on the right, so what is behind this dog?"

Baoyue thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Dog tail."

"Wrong."

"The person who raises the dog."

"Wrong."

"Pig?"

"Where did the pig come from?"

"Dog hair?"

Wang Yang shook his head.

"It can't be a dog, right?"

"No."

Baoyue concentrated for a moment, and pointed back:

"It's heaven and earth!"

Wang Yang supported his forehead with his hand.

Baoyue guessed a few more, all denied by Wang Yang. The calm posture before was long gone, and she was crazy:

"This is wrong! That is wrong! You say, what is the correct answer!!!"

"From."

"From what?"

"From the 'from' in 'from before'. There is a dog in front of 'from', so isn't what's behind this dog 'from'?"

Baoyue clenched her fists, her nails almost embedded in her palms! A pair of almond eyes stared at Wang Yang! A kind of anger of being teased back and forth ignited in her eyes, and even her face turned red with anger.

Seeing that Xiao Baoyue was about to explode, Wang Yang retreated to advance:

"Or I won't ask the second question, you surrender, surrender and lose half."

Baoyue was furious: "Less nonsense!!! Ask the second question!!!"

"Second question, Zhang San went out to play, brought a lot of food, was full of wine and food, but why did he still keep drinking water?"

Baoyue twisted her ten fingers, pondered:

"You said full of wine and food, but didn't say water, so he hadn't drunk water before, and was very thirsty—"

"Wrong."

Xiao Baoyue bit her lower lip repeatedly, her voice trembling:

"He was poisoned, must—"

"Wrong."

Baoyue scratched her hair, her eyes brightened: "He made a bet with someone, and is competing to see who drinks water—"

"Wrong."

"He met a robber! Pointed at him with a knife, if he—"

"Wrong."

"He choked, must drink water to—"

"Wrong."

Baoyue fell into a demon, muttering:

"Actually, drinking water is not drinking water, it's a person's name, surname He name Water..."

Wang Yang had no expression: "What are you talking about..."

Baoyue was desperate, buried her face in both hands, even her fingertips were trembling. After a long while, she put down her hands, her autumn water eyes only left with the fatigue and a trace of remaining stubbornness after being rubbed back and forth, and asked hoarsely:

"Why did he keep drinking water?"

Wang Yang nodded with satisfaction, gathered the gold hairpin and gold ring, and answered:

"Because he fell into the river."

Baoyue was silent for three seconds, then—

"Wang Yang, I'll fight you!!!!!!!"

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Note: Chapter 162 "Night Sinking Iron Whisk": "However, when swordsmanship reaches the subtle, it may not be inferior to long weapons. Qu Chengjian of Qingzhou, Lei Zigao of Huainan, Deng Yuanqi of Dangyang, Guan Tao Ming of Xingse, Yang Jing'an of the Northern Dynasties, Yang Luohan..."