At night, a sharp shout in the camp broke the silence of the night.
The sound came from Ji Yijun's tent. The boy who was rescued suddenly woke up when Garcia and Ji Yijun were washing his body. He saw Ji Yijun's face in a daze and immediately shrank back into the corner with a scream. He hurriedly pulled the blanket in front of him, looked at Ji Yijun with horror, and kept repeating: "Black-haired devil, black-haired devil."
Under the dim solar lights, Ji Yijun rolled up his sleeves, holding a towel in his hand, with a basin of water at his feet. He looked at the little boy awkwardly and consoled him, "Don't scream. We saved you and are cleaning your wound now."
He had just taken half a step forward when the boy screamed even louder: "Don't come over here! Black-haired devil!"
These shouts naturally alarmed the people in the camp.
Huang Zheng, Wu Qi and others soon arrived outside Ji Yijun's tent and squeezed into the tent to see what was going on. The more people there were in the room, the more scared the boy became.
Huang Zheng said: "Ji Yijun, to be honest, this scene now gives people a very evil association."
"Go away." Ji Yijun tried his best to be amiable and said to the boy in a gentle voice, "Don't be nervous. We are all good people. If you have anything to say, you can talk slowly."
The boy suddenly shrank to the edge of the tent, touched a stone from the gap under the tent, held it in his hand and stared at Ji Yijun fiercely. Ji Yijun laughed: "Oh, the little guy has a bad temper. I like it."
Huang Zheng kicked him and said, "How do you talk like that? Isn't that awkward?"
"All of you go out, let me do it. Look how scared you are." Wu Qi pushed Ji Yijun with one hand and Huang Zheng with the other and pushed them out the door.
"You'd better be careful." Ji Yijun was reluctantly pulled out by Huang Zheng.
Huang Zheng asked everyone around to leave, and he and Ji Yijun waited at the door of the tent. All they could hear was Wu Qi and the little boy talking in a very low voice. Ji Yijun put his ear against the tent, trying to listen to the noise inside.
Huang Zheng couldn't help but laugh when he saw Ji Yijun listening carefully. "He's just a slave child. Wu Qi is a trained warrior, and now he's a low-level mage. Why are you so nervous?"
Ji Yijun was too lazy to pay attention to him and said, "It's always better to be careful. This is a magical world. Monsters or mutations may appear. Wu Qi is really something. Why is she speaking so quietly? It's like she's whispering. And this tent is too big, and the sound insulation is so good."
Huang Zheng looked at his anxious look and said with a smile: "Hey, are you really interested in this girl? According to your previous overdrawn character, I really suspect that you are just a flash in the pan again. But Wu Qi hasn't agreed to be your girlfriend yet, right?" Huang Zheng gossiped.
"So what if she didn't agree? What's mine will be mine in the end." Ji Yijun was silent for a few seconds, "She is different, different from the ones before."
"Why is it different?"
"I can't explain it clearly, but I really like her this time." Ji Yijun turned around and looked at Huang Zheng, "It's not the kind of feeling that makes me want to look under her clothes, but I want to hear her talk every day. It's a very sacred feeling, and you won't understand even if I tell you."
Huang Zheng curled his lips and said, "You, a fellow, who can tell the difference between true and false? I warn you, don't harm my subordinates, otherwise I will not forgive you."
“Go!”
After listening for a while, Ji Yijun suddenly said, "Hey, why is there no sound at all?"
Huang Zheng felt it for a moment and said, "It should be Wu Qi who cast a silent barrier herself. Don't worry, she must have her reasons for doing so."
Ji Yijun waited anxiously for twenty minutes before he saw Wu Qi open the door of the tent and walk out.
Wu Qi looked unhappy. She lowered her voice and said, "I got a very sensational story from her. If it's true, then the situation is very serious. It's a big deal. But I really don't think this kid would lie to me."
"What's the matter?" Ji Yijun asked.
"Let's go inside and listen to what he says for yourselves," Wu Qi said.
She took Ji Yijun and Huang Zheng into the tent. The little boy was already dressed and sitting on the ground.
There was still tension and obvious distrust in his eyes when he looked at Ji Yijun and Huang Zheng.
Wu Qi sat down next to him, held his hand and said, "Avalo, you have to know that most of the Black Mountain wizards you are looking for have black hair and black eyes like us. There may be bad people among them, but there must be many good people. It must be the same in your hometown, right?"
The boy looked back and forth at the two men for a long time, and finally nodded.
"His name is Avalo. He is from Cassia, southeast of Suero. He was a slave on the plantation. He escaped from the plantation with Ava from the same village. They originally wanted to go to Montenegro, right?"
Avalor nodded, and under Wu Qi's encouraging eyes, he said: "There is a rumor in the plantation that slaves can live a good life in Montenegro, so we want to come here. Is this true?"
"Yes, it's true. In our Montenegro, the status of slaves will be cancelled and replaced with contracts with training bases and various companies. You may not understand this now. But you are safe now. In the future, as long as you are not lazy, you can live a much better life than before." Huang Zheng said.
Avalor said: "We waited for many days, and finally found the plantation guards who escaped from it when they were negligent. The journey was relatively smooth at the beginning, and we prepared enough food. If we could just walk to Montenegro safely, everything would be fine. But the god of nature did not protect us. Later on the road, we met a merchant named Janola. This man harmed me and Ava. That night, after we fell asleep, Ava was captured by two knights. And I was locked up by Janola and finally sold to an iron workshop. Later I learned that Ava was also taken there, and they arranged for her to... to serve the most important steward."
"Although this is a tragic story, why is it said to be a big deal?" Huang Zheng asked.
"Because the real person in charge of the entire workshop is nicknamed 'Black-haired Devil'." Wu Qi said for Avalo.
She said to Avalor: "Tell me, what are the characteristics of the black-haired devil."
Avalor glanced at Ji Yijun, then lowered his head: "The black-haired devil has black hair and black eyes, and looks very similar to you."