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"I don't mean much, seeing that you all have some strength, you can serve as sedan chair bearers for us..."

Qin Fang's face then revealed a slightly mischievous smile, as he playfully looked at this Young Tribe Leader.

This mountain path was indeed difficult to traverse, Qin Fang and Song Qingshan didn't care, but the three members of the Wen Family were quite fatigued, and these people had come right to their doorstep, it would be a pity not to make use of them.

Just like some tourist areas, especially in the mountains, there are artificially carried sedan chairs, and the income is quite decent, though it is a bit tiring.

However, this mountain area is different; it is all hardworking tribes, worshiping strength and courage, but comforts clearly cannot compare to beyond the mountains.

Of course, there are sedan chairs available, but they are extremely rare, perhaps only the mountain's respected High Priests, Tribe Chiefs, and Witch Doctors would qualify for such a privilege.

Coincidentally, Qin Fang had just seen people carrying a sedan up ahead, which is why he thought of this——naturally, the hefty task of carrying the sedan fell onto these people.

"Sedan chair bearer?"

When the Young Tribe Leader heard Qin Fang say this, he was immediately stunned...

He was the esteemed Young Tribe Leader, a warrior of the tribe, the future Tribe Leader Heir, in the Gelan Tribe, he was a figure second to none and above thousands; it was others who should carry the sedan for him, not him carrying for others.

"That's impossible!"

Almost without need to think, the Young Tribe Leader immediately shook his head and sternly refused Qin Fang's suggestion.

"There's no such thing as impossible, you will agree soon..."

Qin Fang's face wore a faint smile, calmly speaking as if this were no challenge at all for him.

"Xiao Qin, maybe... let's drop it?"

Auntie Song at this moment still looked as if she was in a dream; she had previously been worried that Qin Fang might be at a disadvantage, but did not expect that Song Qingshan alone had wiped out the opposition completely and even captured them alive, hence, the crisis was naturally considered passed.

However, she did not expect Qin Fang to still be unrelenting, although she was also dissatisfied with the behavior of the Young Tribe Leader, but they were in the mountains, not far from the Gelan Tribe, in case the people of Gelan Tribe got provoked, they might also be in trouble.

With the mindset of avoiding more trouble than necessary, Auntie Song immediately whispered to Qin Fang advising him.

"Auntie, let me handle this! Don't worry, it's okay..."

Qin Fang naturally understood what Auntie Song was worried about, but there was still a long way to go, and the group in front of them was just the vanguard; not to mention the possibility of encountering several more groups with similar intentions, just the Young Tribe Leader himself was contemplating bringing more people to rob the bride, it would not be possible to let him go without hindrance.

Killing was definitely not an option, he wasn't that brutal… nor could he let them go, so might as well keep them close and have them serve as sedan chair bearers, this way it would be easier for the three members of the Wen Family, especially since Wen Yan really couldn't withstand the mountain roads, having people to carry her would make it much easier.

"Are you carrying or not?"

Song Qingshan also began to understand Qin Fang's thinking, and he walked up to those trembling villagers, his face showing no change of expression, just a slightly colder tone as he asked.

That sharp gaze swept over gently, immediately making those villagers tremble with fear, their bodies slightly quivering, as Song Qingshan had instilled great fear in them.

"Carry! Carry..."

It is unclear who shouted first, but the others immediately echoed in agreement.

The mountains were very backward, and these villagers' thoughts were very simple, plus they had unnoticeably deified Song Qingshan, assuming that such an invulnerable ability was only possessed by the tribe's esteemed High Priest Elders...

That Great Priest Elder was indeed the spokesperson of the gods—

Could this man be a messenger sent by the gods?

Yes, it must be!

With thoughts in disarray, they quickly deified Song Qingshan completely.

People outside the mountains were mostly atheists, but mountain folks were different; they had their own gods to worship, and the highest position in the tribe wasn't the Tribe Chief, but the Great Priest Elder representing the gods.

If the Great Priest Elder were to travel, he would definitely be surrounded by numerous people vying to carry his sedan...

If this person was a messenger of the gods, then carrying his sedan would be an honor, a grace from the gods, why would anyone oppose it?

With that thought, the mountain folk immediately became busy expressing themselves, and someone even dragged the Young Tribe Leader aside to talk, with a rather assertive attitude, although Qin Fang and the others didn't understand what was being said.

"Alright, I will carry it..."

A short while later, the Young Tribe Leader came over with a livid face, first very respectfully performing a ceremonial gesture towards Song Qingshan, and then looked at Qin Fang, gritting his teeth as he spoke.

Qin Fang was quite speechless about this completely different treatment.

"It seems that having you taking action has its pros and cons, huh..."

Qin Fang joked with Song Qingshan.

Song Qingshan simply laughed it off, not expecting the mountain folk to have such wild imaginations. He merely practiced the Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Training Golden Bell Cover, yet they thought of him as an envoy of the gods—

Anyway, this problem seemed to be resolved.

Of course, there were no ready-made sedan chairs, but there was no shortage of trees in the mountains. Every mountain folk carried a Miao Knife, and they were quite sharp. Several people together chopped some wooden sticks, quickly tied them together, and made several simple sedan chairs.

"Uncle, Auntie, please sit in the sedans as well..."

Since Wen Yan was weak and couldn't handle the mountain paths, there was naturally a sedan for her, with two additional sedans made for the Wen Family Couple.

As for himself and Song Qingshan, they planned to continue walking on the ground. On one hand, it facilitated taking care of these three people and on the other hand, it also served as a precaution against any tricks from the mountain folk—though this possibility was very low.

Unable to refuse Qin Fang, the Wen Family Couple nervously climbed into the sedan, carried by the mountain folk, and the group set off again, heading deeper into the mountain.

Mountain people and outsiders are indeed different; these people tread these rugged mountain paths every day. Even though their shoes were simple, they could still stride along swiftly, not much slower than Qin Fang and Song Qingshan, who were martial artists.

With a dozen or so mountain folk and four people per sedan, with some spare carriers to switch in turns, their pace not only didn't slow down but even went a bit faster.

However, they were delayed by the Young Tribe Leader for a while, which cost them quite some time, and the increased speed just about compensated for the delay.

When the sun gradually set, they had no choice but to stop, only able to find a nearby tribe to stay overnight, and they would continue their journey the next day.

The conditions in the mountains were poor, lacking even electricity; as soon as the sun set, the entire mountain plunged into darkness.

With no lighting and the mountains infested with venomous snakes and fierce animals, they couldn't travel by night and had no choice but to stay overnight.

"Xiao Qin, let's stay here tonight..."

This was already discussed by Auntie Song and the others beforehand, so Qin Fang wasn't surprised, "This tribe is called the Luosang Tribe, and I have a friend from this tribe. We can stay at his house for the night! However..."

Staying over was something Auntie Song and the others had already arranged. It was certain that the five of them could find lodging, but the problem was with the additional sixteen Sedan Chair Bearers—it was a bit tricky!

"Don't worry about us, we won't leave..."

The Young Tribe Leader from the Gelan Tribe named Zhuoda, though still hostile towards Qin Fang, was very respectful towards Song Qingshan.

Upon hearing Auntie Song's words, he immediately expressed this on the side.

The others nodded their heads in agreement too. In their eyes, Song Qingshan was an envoy of the gods, and serving the envoy was an honor, a story worth boasting for a lifetime. Why would they give up such an opportunity and let others benefit?

"Auntie, let's not bother about them, let's rest..."

They had reached Luosang Tribe, and the distance to their destination wasn't too far anymore, just about a dozen or so li of mountain paths. If it wasn't for the mountains being impassable at night, they could have pressed on a few more hours and arrived.

Therefore, whether Zhuoda and the rest of the sedan bearers stayed or left didn't matter much anymore... Qin Fang naturally didn't care much either.

"Alright then..."

Auntie Song and the others didn't have any objections. For the mountain folk who caused a mess, being made to carry the sedan was already a form of punishment. Though it seemed they didn't mind at all, and even seemed to relish it—

The mountain folks settled down at Luosang Tribe; a dozen people gathered together, made a fire, and some went to visit friends in the tribe, planning to bring some food back.

Mountain people were simple and hospitable. As long as the tribes weren't hostile towards each other, they generally weren't stingy. Perhaps they themselves weren't well-off, but when guests arrived, they still offered the best food generously.

Perhaps this too was a perk ofType of Pingback: Simple virtues were indeed better than many modern people outside the mountains who now are afraid to even do good deeds, not to mention the unconscionable acts performed by crooked merchants all for the sake of money.

Indeed, due to the enthusiasm of these mountain folks, by the time Qin Fang and his group found Auntie Song's friend's house, Zhuoda and his group had already started eating, drinking, and dancing...

The tribe seemed to be celebrating a festival; the mood quickly became joyful and lively, and laughter and songs soon filled the dark mountain woods of the night. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at Qidian (qidian.com), your support is my greatest motivation.)

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