Crossing Soldiers

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty One Pictures in Cloth

(Chapter Two)

After hearing the call, Budanan immediately put away the silver spear and hurried to the main building.

As he rushed into the main building, he asked the middle-aged attendant who followed him into the room: "What cloth ball? Why is there a cloth ball under my desk?"

"Young patriarch, I just discovered it. You never use that kind of white cloth. So I don’t know what to do, so I ask you to see if it’s important. I didn’t open it. Maybe it’s you. I accidentally fell under the table." The middle-aged attendant also hurriedly followed behind Budanan, and said respectfully.

"Ok"

Striding to the table, Budanan picked up the cloth ball wrapped with cloth tape. Although the cloth was white, it seemed to have many red marks inside.

Budanan unwrapped the cloth belt with a surprised expression, turned around and sat down at the table, ready to open it for a closer look.

After the entire white fabric was unfolded, there were more than 30 small but delicate graphics that instantly appeared in front of Budanan.

Budanan was surprised at first, but then he watched carefully. His face was surprised at first, but as he looked back, when he saw a woman standing in front of a teenager and drinking the venom delivered by another teenager, his expression instantly changed. livid.

He immediately raised his head, looked at the middle-aged attendant and said, "Chaziduo, you go out first. This cloth is really important to me."

The middle-aged attendant was taken aback for a moment. Although he was a little strange in his heart, he respectfully bowed out.

"This drawing is extremely delicate, and it started with my uncle, father and third uncle, and then joined the army, but the scene where my mother drank the venom was blamed on my cousin Chenoyer. Who is so vicious, is he Graphics to deceive me?"

After the middle-aged attendant left, Young Patriarch Budanan began to think about who often came to his room these days, but he did not doubt the deaf and mute Leng Feng.

How could a deaf and dumb servant know so many deeds in the past? Moreover, Leng Feng has only entered the tribe for more than a month, and Budanan naturally would not doubt Leng Feng.

Muttering, thinking about who would pass the cloth ball and throw it under the table, continue to watch.

Budanan naturally didn't want to believe that his mother had mistakenly drunk the venom back then and was a vicious thing done by his cousin.

Although the beautiful woman was a little different from the mother in his memory, she drank the venom in front of him and fell to her death. Isn't the young man holding the black venom cup the same appearance as Chenoye?

When he saw the boy in the painting who looked the same as him, sitting on a symbolic throne, the boy who looked the same as Chenoyer looked like he was gnashing his teeth.

Finally, the young man on the throne, dressed like a military uniform, rode on the scaly beast, and the young man who was the same as Chenowei sat on the throne, and another woman was cut off the head with a knife.

"These pictures first say that my mother was poisoned by Chenoye and died for me. Then Chenoye was jealous because I became the young patriarch. Finally I left the tribe, Chenoye He succeeded in taking the seat of the young patriarch, but in the final figure, Chenoyer is going to kill another woman, who would it be?"

Thinking of this, Bunanda paused for a while, then turned pale.

"This... if the drawing in this figure is true, then the last woman should be my aunt Liman? In order to protect her, I no longer recognize her, just let her live a little bit. It's better. Does this also make Chenoye jealous?"

The young patriarch Budanan, who has always been in the limestone tribe with his cleverness and wit, is praised by all tribesmen, at this moment, because of the picture on this piece of cloth, he is in distress.

On the one hand, he did not believe that his close cousin Chenoyer would harm his mother. Secondly, he also didn't want to believe that Liman's death in this picture would really happen.

He really couldn't believe the picture on this piece of cloth of unknown origin, but a hint of approval thought flashed through his subconscious mind, which made him feel scared.

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Of the three warriors of the Limestone Tribe, the eldest became the patriarch, and the other two were traveling abroad. It can be said that even the sons of the three are extremely good in the tribe.

Budanan knew very well that if he didn't become the young patriarch, Chenoye and another cousin would definitely have the ability to replace him in this position.

What's more, since he was a child, he has determined to be a soldier far beyond his father's generation and serve as a nobleman. The position of this young patriarch is only a stepping stone for him and a foundation for testing his strength.

As the young patriarch, he led the hunting team, commanded the team to besieged and killed the beasts, and even dealt with the possible hostile behavior of other tribes. After serving as the young patriarch, Budanan's command experience in this area has naturally increased.

Especially, as a young patriarch, he can mobilize more manpower and materials to supply his research on siege and battlefield ordnance.

Although many ordnance improvements have not yet been completed, the power shown by the improved huge catapult has given him some hope.

Before joining the army, he had to perfect some basic ordnance research. That way, after establishing enough combat exploits, as long as he has a force of thousands of people and becomes a commander-in-chief, he has the right to use some resources to make ordnance products suitable for his troops and use them in actual combat.

That was his ideal, so for Chenoyer's jealousy towards him, he just ignored it as his brother, just pretending to be ignorant.

When he joined the army and enlisted, this young patriarch was given to his cousin Chenoyer, and the jealousy would naturally disappear. Budanan didn’t want to hurt each other’s brotherhood, so he was repeatedly affected by Chenoyer. He dealt with all kinds of provocations gently.

Just like today, Budanan was summoned by his aunt because of Leng Feng, a slave, and ordered him to strictly control his servants. Chenoyer was agitated behind this incident. Although he knew it, he still pretended not to know.

It was just that Liman and Leng Feng were called to deal with the matter peacefully. Not in the slightest because Nachenoyer told his aunt, he was reprimanded and he was angry. It can be said that Budanan's heart is broad enough.

But now, the picture on the cloth clearly told him. His cousin Chenoyer, who had always been tolerant, was actually the murderer who poisoned him back then, and in the future, he might kill Aunt Liman, who had already been hiding in the main courtyard. This made him feel confused, and he naturally didn't know for a while. How to be good.

"What to do? The pictures in this fabric are exquisite, and the appearance of the characters is also very lifelike, unlike ordinary people's paintings. It's just that they can be understood without any textual explanation. There are a group of people in the tribe every day. I came to see me here, and I don’t know who threw it under the table. Who would it be?"

"If the first half of the matter in these graphics is true. Then Chenoye is my mother-killing enemy. Then after I leave the tribe, my aunt may encounter accidents and be life-threatening. Although my cousin Chenoye has always been jealous To me, but he is always my brother. He really poisoned my mother back then? How is this possible?"

The delicate bronze skin of Young Patriarch Budanan was shaking slightly, and his whole body was plunged into a kind of icy cold.

Regardless of whether the picture in the fabric in his hand is real, Budanan is a little bit chilly. One is that some people viciously want to divorce their cousin's relationship, and the other is that Chenoye was really the murderer who poisoned him back then. Both of these answers were not what Budanan wanted.

The limestone tribe has always been extremely united internally. Even if there is a fight for power, it depends on the strength to speak. After the real victory on the challenge field, the goal can be achieved.

Just like the patriarch, Budanan's uncle is recognized as the number one powerhouse in the tribe, and few people can withstand a hundred moves in front of him. For twenty years, although many mature men in the tribe tried to challenge, the uncle of Budanan still sat in that seat and stood still.

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But now, after viewing the pictures on this piece of fabric, Budanan sensed the instability of the tribe.

"Well, whether this matter is true or not, I have to find out the truth. If Chenoyeh is really my mother-killing enemy, I will take revenge for my tragic mother. But if someone deliberately framed my cousin, I Nor can you wrong him."

After thinking about it for a long time, Bunanda, who had an extremely ugly face, slowly stood up. He balled up the cloth in his hand, stuffed it into his arms, and walked out of the room.

The cold front at this moment, after feeding the five-legged scale beast, has returned to the fireplace room next to the main building, and is adding purple wood to the furnace.

This kind of wood is extremely flame-resistant, and it will not go out after being burned in the furnace for a full hour. After feeding the scaly beasts, just add two more fires and the cold front can go to dinner, and then finish the day's work and go back to the backyard. Rest ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After throwing the cloth under Budanan's table, Leng Feng finally felt worthy of Budanan, so he was in a good mood.

It’s just a fly in the ointment. When he thought of Liman’s gestures of reprimanding him not long ago, and that Liman had thrown the three golden stone crystals where he didn’t know where, it might take some time to retrieve them Feel a little helpless.

A treasure that can make the super powers in the universe crazy, but in this world, it was despised by everyone, and Leng Feng was even reprimanded for it. This kind of bizarre thing Leng Feng still finds it incredible until now.

Holding a piece of purple wood in his hand, he was about to throw it into the huge stove, but Leng Feng heard the door hum softly, and he didn't make the slightest move.

When the footsteps were very close to him, Leng Feng showed a normal reaction to feel the vibration. He turned his head and saw that young patriarch Budanan was behind him.

Leng Feng hurriedly saluted him respectfully, but Budanan ignored Leng Feng with a stern face, throwing a mass of white cloth directly into the huge furnace in his hand...

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty One Pictures in Cloth