Chapter 1199 Wild Child

Zheng Fan rode out on his horse, followed by a group of barbarian soldiers. These soldiers could be considered the most loyal core around Zheng Chengshou, as they had been brainwashed by the blind man for the longest time.

"Are you alright?" Zheng Fan asked.

A'ming placed his left hand beneath himself, bowed, and acted every bit the gentleman,

saying:

"Thank you for your concern, Master. I'm very comfortable right now."

A'ming was indeed very comfortable. Among the demon kings, Mowan was the beloved son, and Si Niang was the only female. The fact that he had become the third to have his strength enhanced was already quite remarkable.

Next, he could enjoy his "wine" while watching the other four busy themselves in various ways. This feeling was quite nice.

Zheng Fan nodded,

pointed his hand towards the寨子 ahead,

and said calmly:

"Those who dare to resist will be killed without mercy."

Liang Cheng and Xue San led the team, and a large number of barbarian soldiers rushed into the寨子 and began to search.

Zheng Fan dismounted and slowly walked into the寨子, accompanied by A'ming.

The layout of the寨子 was not very complicated. There were houses built of stone, as well as thatched huts, and even houses built into the caves in the rock walls.

The structure of the houses showed the strict hierarchy within this savage tribe.

Perhaps because A'ming had successfully increased his strength, the old man's last "counterattack" did not incur much hatred from Zheng Fan, so Zheng Fan did not order a massacre of the寨子.

"Those who dare to resist, chop them down directly. Tie up the obedient young and strong men first. Gather the children and adult women together, and let the rest go!"

Xue San shouted out the orders.

This was originally part of the plan. The desert barbarians had similar rules in tribal conquests and mergers. All males taller than a cartwheel were killed because children could be taken back and assimilated, and women could be taken back to help with reproduction.

The寨子 was now in chaos, with cries and screams resounding, but the fate of this寨子 was already irreversible.

War rarely had absolute justice. Each person's position determined the outcome. Zheng Fan was not a bloodthirsty person, but since the savages here dared to resist his rule and actively unite to launch an attack against him, he had nothing to be polite about.

Including the three savage tribes in front of him, they would all be erased from the map from this day forward.

"Master, this is just the beginning," A'ming suddenly said.

Zheng Fan smiled and said, "I'm not that fragile."

After experiencing that night in the civilian labor camp, the so-called sentimentality of this world had long been torn to shreds.

Just then,

the sound of fighting came from the southwest direction of the寨子.

A'ming's eyes narrowed, and his figure directly swept over. Zheng Fan drew his saber and followed closely behind.

There, about a dozen barbarian soldiers were fighting with seven or eight warriors who did not look like savages. These warriors were all skilled, and three or four of them were clearly of the entry-level.

Behind these people stood a little girl in a red jacket.

"Master, they don't look like savages," A'ming said.

"Take them down first."

"As you command."

A'ming rushed into the battle. Frankly speaking, small-scale battles like this were suitable for the individual strength of the demon kings to be displayed.

With A'ming's addition, and more and more barbarian soldiers rushing over from all directions, the warriors were quickly cut down. The last one wanted to break through with the little girl in his arms, but was shot in the back by a barbarian soldier and fell to the ground.

The girl was thrown to the ground and began to cry.

Zheng Fan walked to the girl's side, hesitated, and didn't reach out to touch her.

A'ming walked over and pointed to the girl, saying:

"Send her to Si Niang to raise?"

"Ask her some questions first."

As he spoke, Zheng Fan signaled the surrounding barbarian soldiers to search the dead bodies' clothes.

"Scare her?" A'ming asked.

"Soothe her," Zheng Fan corrected.

A'ming nodded helplessly, bent down to pick up the girl, but as soon as he picked her up, he silently put her down again. Then, he opened his arms, where more than twenty needles had been inserted.

Zheng Fan slashed down at the girl with his saber. The girl closed her eyes in fright. She was fine, but the jacket she was wearing was split open, revealing a silver vest underneath.

Si Niang had woven a golden silk soft armor for each of the demon kings. Clearly, what the girl was wearing was even a higher-grade item.

Hu,

Zheng Fan was a little relieved. It was always good to be careful, and it would be foolish not to use a tool man by his side.

Liang Cheng and Xue San also arrived at this time.

A'ming immediately raised his hands and said to Liang Cheng:

"Help me check if there's any poison."

A'ming wasn't afraid of skin injuries, but if there was poison in these needles, it would be a big problem. The poison would merge with his blood, which would be very troublesome for him.

Ordinary toxins were fine, but this world had magic and battle qi, so would it be surprising to find some super-grade toxins?

Before Liang Cheng could check,

Xue San jumped up and pulled a needle from A'ming's arm, held it in front of his eyes,

and said:

"Don't worry, there's no poison on the needle. This needle was probably added later and doesn't have the fine indentation for storing toxins."

Xue San was proficient in hidden weapons, and poisoning weapons was his specialty. Since he said there was no poison, A'ming was relieved and began to pull out the needles one by one for fun.

Si Niang had once said that when others went out to fight, they would return with damaged armor and broken weapons. Only A'ming would come back from battle and bring back things to his home.

Zheng Fan bent down and looked at the girl. The fact that the seven or eight warriors who were obviously not savages were protecting her was enough to show that her identity was not simple. Moreover, she was wearing such a thing, which was even more proof of her identity.

"What's your name?"

The girl looked at Zheng Fan with some trembling,

and replied:

"My name is... my name is Baozhu..."

"Baozhu?" Zheng Fan frowned slightly and asked again, "What's your surname?"

"Surname... surname Helian."

…

The other two 寨子 did not have any special episodes. By the afternoon, the three groups of people gradually gathered in the military寨 in the flat area of the mountain valley.

With the young and strong basically dead or gone, the remaining people in the savage tribe were almost no threat.

The prisoners were escorted over and placed in one place, guarded by armored soldiers with bows and crossbows in all directions.

A lot of wealth was also transported down, but Zheng Fan had seen big scenes before, and even the Jin palace had been ransacked. He had seen things in the savage 寨子 before, and although there were also gold, silver, and jewels, it was difficult to stimulate Zheng Chengshou's feelings. Alas, after his sensitivity was enhanced, life had lost a lot of its original fun.

The blind man was extremely busy, with too many things he needed to count. If some data was not properly organized now, there might be problems later. However, despite this, Zheng Fan still called him over.

"Her?"

The blind man pointed to the girl in front of him.

Zheng Fan nodded and said, "Blind man, you interrogate her."

The blind man licked his lips, smiled, and said:

"Master, this child is still young. If I use mental power to enter, she will definitely become an idiot or even a vegetable after the interrogation."

"Is there a more subtle way?"

"We can try using hypnosis to ask questions."

As he spoke,

the blind man looked at A'ming and Xue San and asked:

"Is she not a Tianshan Child Granny?"

Xue San and A'ming both shook their heads.

"If she's not the Tianshan Child Granny, then hypnosis will work the same."

Hypnotic questioning was certainly not as convenient and accurate as directly using mental power to "soul search." In fact, if you encountered someone with a strong will or who had also practiced similar methods, they could even counter-deceive you.

However, since this girl was not the Tianshan Child Granny, that situation would not exist.

The blind man took out a copper coin from his pocket, found a string, and tied the coin to it.

Zheng Fan asked curiously:

"I've always found it strange before. Whether it's a pocket watch or a pendulum clock, is it necessary to use these things to have an effect?"

It seemed that psychologists liked to play this trick when hypnotizing.

The blind man shook his head and said:

"No, the only effect of this is to make outsiders think it's mysterious and powerful."

"............" Zheng Fan.

"Come, little sister, be good, look here, look at it, look at it, yes, just look at it like this, you will feel very tired, you also feel very sleepy, you are going to sleep, sleep, be good, sleep, Baozhu is sleeping...…"

The blind man should have used some mental power assistance. The girl's body began to sway slowly, and her eyes slowly closed.

Fan Li on the side also began to sway, and then looked like he was about to fall asleep as well.

Xue San took out a needle and pricked Fan Li's thigh. Fan Li immediately stood up straight.

"What's your name?"

"Baozhu, Helian Baozhu."

"Who is your father?"

"Helian... Xiongbi."

When this name appeared, Zheng Fan's eyes immediately narrowed.

Helian Xiongbi was the old patriarch of the Helian family, a figure who was once on par with Situ Lei.

In the folk rumors of the Great Yan, Helian Xiongbi was split in half along with his mount, the divine beast, by the Marquis of Zhenbei, Li Liangting.

Of course, the truth was that Helian Xiongbi wanted to make a desperate attempt, leading three thousand of the most elite Helian family cavalry to突袭 the Zhenbei Army camp, where the Marquis of Zhenbei's flag was located. Finally, he was killed by Qing Shuang, who had been guarding the Marquis of Zhenbei.

"Really, the older you get, the stronger you become. How old is he now, and this is still his daughter?" Xue San said with some admiration.

According to the normal age, a great-granddaughter would not be an exaggeration.

Zheng Fan raised his hand, signaling Xue San to shut up and not affect the blind man's hypnosis.

"Why are you here?" the blind man continued to ask.

"It was... Uncle Ashan who brought me... brought me here...…"

"Then why did Uncle Ashan bring you into the mountains?"

"Uncle Ashan said... said I am the young master, to... to bear the... family's... hope...…"

"You're so young, how can you bear it?"

"Uncle Ashan said... said... Dad was very early... very early in the mountains, left... left a treasure trove, so that... our family... can... can... make a comeback."

Hiss………

Including the blind man,

Zheng Fan, A'ming, Xue San, and even Liang Cheng all gasped.

Fan Li frowned. To make himself seem more like he belonged, he also took a breath,

and then,

bu~~~~