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Ge Zhu stated calmly, "The handkerchief I used to wipe the old woman's mouth was soaked in chili water. The smell is strong and pungent. If she pretends to faint, her immediate reaction will expose her."

Wen Qiao thought that the Fourth In Command was the kindest of the pirates, but he turned out to be an expert among experts!

This investigative awareness is amazing.

Wen Qiao felt that these treacherous pirates and the Moon Clan people who only knew how to fight were two extremes.

She asked the other five members of the team to hide first, and she and Ge Zhu went to see what the old woman was like.

The old woman drank more than half a bottle of water, her eyelids moved, and she gradually woke up.

"water!"

After the old woman realized that the water she drank just now was not a dream, her eyes widened and she asked, "Is that the water you gave me to drink just now?"

Her eyes were full of vigilance: "Who are you?"

"It's a severe drought now. The water in the tribe is not enough for drinking. The two tribes are about to fight over a palm-sized pond. How dare you share water with an old woman like me?"

Wen Qiao's face showed a blank and aggrieved expression when he heard this: "My brother and I are fishermen, and we call the world our home. We came here today to stay overnight, but we didn't expect that there would be a drought here."

"If we knew there wasn't enough water, we would have saved it."

"Mother-in-law, we are kind enough to save you, why are you still doubting us?"

Jiang Lili didn't expect that Wen Qiao was also a good actor, and his voice even sounded aggrieved and crying.

Ge Zhu was very sensible and continued, "Sister, don't be sad. We didn't know there was a drought here, so we were happy to give water. It's normal for mother-in-law to be suspicious."

When the old woman saw Wen Qiao's attitude, her expression immediately softened: "Miss, I'm sorry, I was rude. I really need to be careful recently."

"Don't you want to stay overnight? I'll take you back to the tribe."

The old woman said her name was Aji. As they walked, Aji told the two about the situation on the island: "I wonder if you have heard of Miguo."

"It has not rained in our country for three months, and the rivers and lakes on the island are gradually drying up."

The old woman drank enough water and now had the strength to speak: "What's more troublesome is that we raise a lot of cattle, sheep and horses on the grassland. An adult horse will drink two to five buckets of water a day. Every family in our tribe has at least two horses, so they need to drink even more water every day."

The capacity of a dou is 10 liters, which means a horse needs to drink at least 20 liters of water a day.

No wonder the old woman looked tired and had a dull look in her eyes while leading the horse. This was a sign of dehydration.

"At first we could still rely on wells, but now they are drying up one by one. Every day there are horses in the tribe that fall down due to thirst, not to mention people."

"My son and grandson haven't been home for half a month, and the water tank at home is empty. I came out today to take my horse to find some water to drink."

In order to save energy, Grandma Aji spoke very slowly. While they were talking, Wen Qiao and Ge Zhu had already been brought to the tribe.

It was already very late at night and no one in the tribe came out. Wen Qiao and Ge Zhu followed the old woman into her felt tent.

The houses where the Miguo tribe live are felt tents, which are somewhat similar to yurts and are easy to move.

The felt tent where the old woman lived was very simple, but there was a skull with sheep horns hanging on the wall, and under the skull were three straw mats.

The first thing the old woman did after entering the felt tent was to kneel on the mat and pray. She looked very pious and was muttering something. From what Wen Qiao heard, it seemed that she was asking God to send rain quickly.

"Grandma said it hasn't rained for a long time. Has your tribe ever held a ritual to pray for rain?"

"We did it! We held it once a month before, and now we hold it every seven days, but it's still useless. Has the shepherd god really abandoned us?"

Wen Qiao turned his eyes to the sheep head hanging on the wall. It turned out that this tribe believed in the shepherd god.

It was late at night, and Wen Qiao and Ge Zhu didn't want to ask too much today. After finding an opportunity to report their safety to others who were waiting for news, they went to rest.

Early the next morning.

Wen Qiao and Ge Zhu were awakened by the noise outside the tent. Their mother-in-law was no longer in the room.

The two men hurried out to check the situation, and found that all the people in the tribe were gathered in a circle of felt tents. These people were the elderly, the weak, women and children, and there was not a single adult man.

"What should we do? The tribe in the north knows that there is water in our well, and they sent people to surround our well early this morning!"

"Our tribe only has this well and there is only a little water left, and it's all for the children to drink!"

"Aren't the northern tribes relying on the fact that all the men in our tribe have been recruited by the king?"

Wen Qiao learned from the conversation among these people that there was only one well with water left in the tribe, and everyone was saving it for the children in the tribe to drink.

Children are regarded as the hope of the tribe and the continuation of the next generation. The elders are willing to sacrifice themselves for the younger tribesmen and give up their water. Thinking of the old woman who would rather go out to find water by herself than touch the water in the well, Wen Qiao felt deeply moved.

These people said that all the men in the tribe were conscripted, and it was probably because the king had transferred them to the front line to prepare to land on the south coast of Haizhou Island.

At this time, a woman with a necklace full of shells around her neck came forward. When she came, everyone became quieter, which showed that the woman had a very respected status in this group of people.

Wen Qiao heard that this woman was the temporary chief of the tribe.

"I see there are only five people guarding the well. With so many of us, we can scratch them to death with one hand each! For the sake of the children, we must fight!"

The chief raised the wooden staff high in his hand!

Others echoed: "Let's fight!"

Fifty or sixty tribesmen in the tribe cheered up and headed towards the well.

Wen Qiao and Ge Zhu also followed.

From a distance, I saw the five men guarding the well being dragged away and violently beaten by the female soldiers.

The chief saw that the fight was almost over and said, "Tie them up and use them as hostages!"

The five men were tied up with straw ropes.

Wen Qiao pulled a kind-looking woman beside him and asked, "Why haven't these five people been recruited by the king?"

The old woman had reported to the tribe early in the morning that two outsiders had come to stay overnight. The woman was not surprised to see Wen Qiao and Ge Zhu. She explained, "The people of the northern tribe are the messengers of the shepherd god in the mortal world. They have special privileges."

Wen Qiao suddenly realized.

She didn't believe it anyway, and regarded any messenger who didn't work for the welfare of the tribe as a liar.

At this time, a boy who was less than ten years old came running over and shouted, "Oh no! People from the northern tribe are coming!"

The woman quickly pushed Wen Qiao and the other two and told them to leave quickly: "Hurry up! Your brother, a strong man, will be captured by the northern tribes and sent to the army. You are so beautiful, the barbarians in the northern tribes will not let you go."

Before the woman finished her words, there was a rush of horse hoofbeats!