Most of the tribes on the grassland are composed of many small tribes.

Small tribes have leaders, and apart from being oppressed by larger tribes, they are almost local overlords.

Dole is such a local bully.

He was inexplicably angry early in the morning. After walking out of the tent, he saw a shepherd couple passing by holding a lamb, so he waved, "Come here."

The shepherd couple turned around and came forward to salute.

Dole pointed at the woman and said, "Follow me."

The shepherd's expression changed, "I can't..."

Dole smiled ferociously, "Whip!"

Someone handed over the whip, and the woman hurriedly knelt down and said, "I do, I do."

The shepherd also regretted it, but Dole's anger was transferred from the woman to him.

"Something worse than a pig or a dog!"

After a beating, the shepherd's screams turned into moans.

"Bitch!" Dole dragged the woman's hair and prepared to go in.

A guard hurried over and said, "Chief, a blind man came here and said he saw something angry about us here."

Dole gasped and stared at the guard with his blood-red eyes, "What's wrong with you?"

The guard shook his head, "I don't know, but it looks very..."

"mystery?"

"right."

The blind man was brought.

"How did you see Qi?" Dole's anger turned to the blind man, and he slowly approached with a whip.

The blind man said calmly: "I'm blind. I can't see anyone. I can only look at people and feel my bones. Hey! Who is in front of me? How come I see some... nobility?"

Dole was startled and looked closely into the blind man's eyes.

The blind man's eyes were dull. Dole stretched out his hand and shook it, but there was no response.

"What's wrong with you? Keep your voice down." Dole said softly.

"Nobility," said the blind man.

"Can you still touch bones?"

"yes!"

"Touch."

There was a rustling sound.

The blind man took a step back and said, "What a noble person. You are beyond words."

"If it's just lies..." Dole sneered.

The blind man shook his head, "I have seen qi. Above the noble qi, the white qi seems to be the real thing. The white qi controls natural disasters. This year, noble people should be careful and say goodbye."

Dole, who was dubious at first, was startled, "You don't want money?"

The blind man smiled slightly, and a breath of dust came with him, "I am wandering in the wilderness, what do you need money for?"

Dole got excited and said, "Get some dry food."

The blind man shook his head, "I have revealed too many secrets. If God wants me to starve to death, I will not be able to find food. If God is merciful, the wilderness will naturally give me food and clothing. Farewell."

The little leaders who came outside the tent after hearing the news had different expressions.

When the blind man came out, he glanced at one of them a few more times, with a surprised look on his face.

Dole summoned the small chiefs to discuss matters. After what he said, everyone knelt down and prayed.

The grassland tribes believe in gods the most. When they heard that the blind man left without taking anything, everyone believed in his words.

"If the leader can take another step forward, we can also rise with the tide."

"This... I'm afraid the gods will come down to earth to give us some guidance."

"yes!"

Devout believers prayed one after another.

But Dole was worried, "The master said that white gas will cause disaster."

"White gas? Is that snow? Is there a snowstorm this year?"

"God, if this is the case, our cattle and sheep will suffer this year. I don't know how many will die."

"what to do?"

"Sell it!"

"It's okay to sell in spring. Who dares to buy cattle and sheep at this time?"

"It's just that I have nothing to eat and no shelter during this season. I can only watch the cattle and sheep starve to death."

I was anxious for two days.

"Chief, someone is collecting cattle and sheep."

"oh!"

Dole was delighted and said, "Call me."

A middle-aged man came slowly, and just by looking at him, he felt that he was a gentleman.

"I've seen the leader." The man saluted.

Dole asked: "Where are you going to gather your cattle and sheep at this time of year?"

The middle-aged man said: "Collect it and sacrifice it to the gods."

Dole couldn't help but be delighted, "How much does it cost?"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and asked, "How much does the leader want?"

After some haggling, 40% off.

Dole ordered: "Send more than ten cavalry to follow."

If it's a sacrifice to gods, it's easy to say, but if not...

Dole sneered.

More than ten riders followed the man in the name of helping escort him.

"Where's Munk?" Dole found that a small leader was missing.

"I said I was going to visit relatives."

A few dozen miles away, Mangke caught up with the blind man.

The blind man held the wooden stick and walked forward with his head held high, as if he could walk on flat ground even if there were mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead of him.

"What a master."

Munk catches up with the blind man.

"Master, why did you look at me so many times that day?"

The blind man had a vicissitude of life on his face, "Why bother asking?"

Mang Ke knelt down and said piously: "Please give me some advice."

There are also swindlers on the grassland, but the swindlers are for money. But this master does not take any money, not even dry food, which shows that he is a truly righteous man.

Mangke raised his arm and said, "Please let someone touch the bones."

The blind man sighed, "That's all, I just want to touch the skull."

Mang Ke raised his head piously, the blind man touched his skull, sat down and said nothing.

He smiled bitterly for a long time, "I walked out of the tent that day and noticed a sense of nobility. I thought how could a small tribe have two auras of nobility? When I touched it now, it turned out to be you!"

Mang Ke was extremely excited, "What can I do with my nobility?"

"Hey!" The blind man shook his head, "I seemed to see a forest of swords and guns, and blood splattered like rain."

Mang Ke kowtowed heavily, "Thank you, Master."

The blind man turned around and soon met the person who responded.

"Where's Lao Cao?"

Lao Cao had just finished killing people at this moment.

More than a dozen tribal cavalry fell around, and several convict sergeants who were accompanying them were digging holes.

The next day, the old thief came to meet with him.
To be continued...