CHAPTER 21

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CHAPTER 21- SITUATION MORE STUBBORN THAN PEOPLE, PEOPLE ARE UNDER THE ROOF (1)

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The current situation was that the situation was more stubborn than the people. He found it difficult to deal with, lacking tools and manpower, he had no other option but to lower his head to the primitive people here.

Yuan Zhan and Lie clearly only gave him two paths; either get the slave mark tattoo, or lose his man part. And regardless of what path, both were hopeful that he could obediently serve and not rebel.

If he insisted on not choosing one of the two options, he garenteed, that guy named Lie would definitely do the job himself and castrate him. Maybe he would even believe that leaving him alive was a form of repayment and benevolence.

Comparing the two options….Is there still a need to say? He could only choose to get the slave mark!

Tattooing is a very painful event, especially because the instrument used is a primitive bone spur. The person giving him the tattoo was an old man whose  craftsmanship was very good. You couldn’t even say this person was old, but half the teeth already fell out. As soon as he opened his mouth, it was full of black gaps.

Yuan Zhan explained to him, the man’s  teeth was knocked out by a hostile tribe warrior. By the time they recaptured it, he already could no longer eat meat anymore.

And so the old man was called Ya (teeth) to match with his appearance and experience. This name was full of sarcasm, so much that even the tribe members did not call him Ya, rather they called him Que Ya (deficient teeth).

After tattooing, Yan Mo wiped away the tears he cried from pain. The entire person became silent, didn’t wish to talk.

Yuan Zhan could not manage his own slave’s mood. Seeing that he had no spirit, simply treated it as his body was not feeling well and carried him back to the tent. Leaving him enough food and water, he rubbed his head and said, “Until we leave I won’t touch you. Rest well. Wait until after selecting the people, then we will leave.”

Yan Mo stuck out his hand.

“Eh?”

“Give me your wrist, I’ll take a look at your body condition.” Yan Mo pressed down on his heart’s unwillingness and tiredly spoke.

“Wrist? It’s my leg that hurts.”

“I know. I need to take your pulse first. Taking the pulse is…. I’ll feel your wrist for a moment, then I’ll know whether your body has an illness or not. I know you are incapable of understanding, you can regard it as a priest’s method of seeing a patient.”

“I thought you were going to say it was a skill gifted to you by God.”

Yan Mo chuckled, “If you want to think of it like that, then you can.”

Yuan Zhan extended his hand, expression complicated, perhaps this juvenile wasn’t as crafty and deceitful as he thought? He was obviously not feeling well, furthermore was also extremely angry he gave him a slave mark, but he still took the initiative to help him out.

Yan Mo came into contact with the youth’s pulse. After awhile he asked, “Your right leg, on cloudy and rainy days hurts alot or hurts during the cold days of the winter?”

“Both.”

“When you were nursing your wound, was it by soaking in the water, or perhaps it met with rain for a very long time?”

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