Because of various scruples, Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan did not immediately catch up with Shu Yi and Yuan Bing, but followed them silently.
Shu Yi knew that someone was following them, but he didn't stop his steps.
The traces of people living nearby became more and more obvious. On this day, Shu Yi gave Yuan Bing two choices.
"I will let you go and give you the respect you deserve. But if you run away, I will tie you up again and bring you back to Ding Yue City like a slave."
Yuan Bing chose the first one without hesitation.
Yuan Bing let out a sigh of relief after the chains that had been entangled for many days left his body, and moved his hands and feet deliberately.
"Where is this?" Yuan Bing asked, looking at the building in front of him that occupied a large area and surrounded by tall wooden walls.
Shu Yi walked in front and replied, "My mother's tribe."
Yuan Bing was stunned for a moment, and unexpectedly came up with a weird idea of "this person was born in life", and suddenly, he became curious, what kind of person would a woman who can give birth to Shuyi be
The tribe's guards at the gate could see Shuyi from a distance, and the sound of horns sounded in the wooden village.
Soon, the door of Muzhai opened wide, and a group of people came out first.
"Little patriarch!"
"Master Chief!"
"Lord Shuyi!"
All kinds of shouts came and went, and just by looking at the expressions and tones of those people, one could tell how popular and loved Shu Yi was here.
"You're back!" The majestic man walking in the front rushed a few steps, clenched his fist and slammed it on Shuyi's chest.
Shu Yi also punched him back, "Yeah."
The majestic man laughed loudly, stretched out his arms to embrace Shu Yi, his expression was unusually intimate.
Shu Yi patted him on the back, motioning him to look behind him, "Yuan Bing."
The majestic man turned around with a smile, his gaze met Yuan Bing, "Who is he?"
Others gathered around, and they greeted Shu Yi one after another, even if Shu Yi just nodded slightly to them, they were very happy. Hearing that Shuyi deliberately introduced the man behind him to the patriarch, these people all turned to look at Yuan Bing.
"I'll come back to get my mother's necklace." Shu Yi didn't answer directly, but the meaning of what he said was obvious to both of them.
"give him?"
"Ok."
The majestic man was astonished, he looked Yuan Bing carefully up and down, left and right, his eyes were careful and fiery, making Yuan Bing uncomfortable.
But who is Master Yuan Bing? If it is said that Yan Mo is the first person in Jiuyuan to pretend to be a criminal, he is the second, and even Yuan Zhan can't pretend.
Well, in fact, he couldn't understand the conversation between the two at all, but the more he couldn't understand, the more he didn't want people to see his flaws.
Yuan Bing didn't smile like Yan Mo without a word, but with a cold face and an extremely proud posture.
In fact, Yuan Bing's appearance really deserves a beating, but the majestic man seemed to accept it reluctantly, and muttered: "It's okay, but how do you find a man?"
"Durable and comfortable." Shu Yi said concisely.
The others stayed far away and couldn't hear the conversation between the two brothers. They just followed behind the three of them, surrounded them and happily walked towards the Muzhai, and at the same time they all quietly guessed Yuan Bing's identity—their little patriarch was the first time bring a stranger back.
The majestic man let out a laugh that any man could understand, slapped Shuyi, who was as tall as him, on the shoulder, and asked winkingly, "Did you get it back?"
"Ok."
"Tell me, which noble tribe did you snatch this from?"
In the past, there was no such thing as aristocrats in their area, but since the envoys from the Three Cities started running here, they have learned a lot of new words, and they also have an initial concept of class. When Ding Yue rules them, people in this land will Started to have more contacts with the outside world, and had a clearer understanding of the concept of nobility.
Yuan Bing's attitude and temperament are obviously in line with their imagination of nobles.
The corners of Shuyi's mouth curled up slightly, as if smiling, "Jiuyuan."
"Oh, Jiuyuan." The majestic man nodded, and suddenly froze in the middle of the nod, "What did you say? Jiuyuan? He is from Jiuyuan?"
"Well, it's still Jiuyuan's senior management."
The majestic man suddenly turned his head and looked at Yuan Bing again. This time, he looked at Yuan Bing with a little more caution than teasing.
The man turned around, "Are you crazy? It's not good to rob anyone, but you have to rob Jiuyuan's people? I heard that Dingyue and Jiuyuan have a bad relationship. Are you like this..."
"I didn't grab it, I picked it up."
"Huh?" The majestic man was confused, "If you find it, he will come back with you."
Shu Yi nodded proudly.
The majestic man admired Shuyi completely. This high-ranking Jiuyuan called Yuan Bing was very difficult to deal with at first sight, but his brother was so powerful that he conquered people just like that.
The majestic man looked down at Shuyi's lower body surrounded by a leather skirt, and sighed deeply, "So a man should be big and strong enough."
Shu Yi thinks so.
Yuan Bing, who couldn't understand, had an aristocratic indifference.
No one knew that Yuan Bing was scolding his mother in his heart at this time: Damn, where did these savages come from? They can't even speak the common language, and they don't even know what they are talking about. Sure enough, Mo Wu was right, the common language must be popularized.
Later, Yuan Bing stayed in this wooden village for a few days before he realized that the people spoke the common language, but added a local accent. Because Yuan Bing had never been here, let alone heard the people here, he heard , those lingua francas with their pitches changed all become barbarian tongues. By the way, the official pronunciation of Dingyue is this tune, but in order to get in touch with Ninetowns, I learned a new pronunciation.
Before that, he didn't feel the inconvenience of language, but there was a big bug silent high priest in Jiuyuan who could speak thousands of languages. When Yan Mo didn't need to translate, those newly joined and newly discovered small tribes also learned nine languages. Original lingua franca official pronunciation.
Yuan Bing has been living in a very restless place for the past few days. Although the people in this tribe respect and treat him very well, the way those people look at him, especially when they talk to each other while looking at him in front of him, he doesn’t understand. The expression on his face when he was whispering made him so irritable that he wanted to kill.
What made him intolerable the most was that when the people of this tribe arranged his residence, they totally ignored his wishes and forcibly arranged his and Shuyi's rooms together.
Yes, he is currently living in Shuyi's room.
Don't ask him how he saw it, this room looks old at first glance, and the furnishings inside are also very personal, and there are some small things like animal teeth and arrows that children and teenagers like at first glance.
The room was large, high, and round like a tent, all built of logs. A large living tree stood in the middle as a support, and all the excess branches and leaves were cut off, and some of the thick branches that extended out became hanging poles, hanging various spoils of Shu Yi's youth. The ground is paved with stripped logs.
The foundations of the houses here are all very high, and most of them are suspended below. Among them, the foundations of the houses of Shuyi and the majestic man are the highest.
However, such a setting can not only avoid damage to the roots of the supporting tree, but also avoid snakes and insects and prevent rain and snow from entering the house. This is wisdom that the original primitive tribe did not expect.
Overall, the room is very comfortable, but the original ice just can't adapt.
Pushing away the Baba that was just delivered—a kind of food made by grinding local grains into flour. He doesn’t like the food here either. Whether it’s Jiuyuan’s cakes or this kind of Baba, the taste is much more delicate than the one here. Many, I don’t know if the Baba here is made from ground grain husks. Not only is it unpalatable, it also makes your throat.
Yuan Bing walked out of the room, and there was no guard outside. Shuyi kept his promise and let him move around freely after letting him go, without even sending anyone to watch him. But if he intends to leave the wooden village alone, the guards at the gate will stop him.
Yuan Bing knew that he would never be able to escape the pursuit of the local aborigine Shuyi in this strange area, and he didn't want to be kidnapped back to Dingyue City by the other party as a slave, so he could only be honest on the surface and secretly look for opportunities to escape.
In his irritability, he would often think: If Mo Wu and the others came, why haven't they appeared yet
While walking, Yuan Bing got lost in the wooden village.
Looking up and looking around, he seems to have come to a relatively remote place. There are not many buildings nearby, but there is a lush wild grassland.
There is a round wooden house of the same style in the middle of the wild grass, and the big trees as pillars form a huge green shade on the roof.
There are people in the weeds, an old man squatting on the ground seems to be picking those weeds
Yuan Bing wanted to ask for directions, but held back just as he took a step. What's the use of the past, the vast majority of people here can't understand what he's talking about, and the few who can understand deliberately pretend not to understand.
There is a small stream beside the grass, and there are stones beside the stream, and the original ice sits on a flat stone by the stream.
After a while, the old man came to wash the grass knife. He ignored Yuan Bing, he had heard about this person, it was said that the little patriarch brought him back personally, and he still lived with him, and there was a lot of noise every night.
Yuan Bing's eyes fell on the knife. The curved blade looks familiar. Isn't this the "scythe" that their priest taught everyone a few years ago
Tsk, look at the speed of Ding Yueren's imitation!
However, the material of this sickle is not the common bone, but metal.
The dull blade, only the sharp edge is white and shiny.
The old man sat on a rock and bent down to sharpen the blade with the stone and stream water.
The old man moved very slowly, but with a peculiar rhythm, Yuan Bing gradually became fascinated.
"I want to leave here, I want to go back." For some reason, Yuan Bing suddenly felt that the pain in his heart could no longer be endured, so he said it in front of the old man.
When he said it, he thought to himself, the other party couldn't understand anyway.
Thinking of it this way, his mind became more relaxed and more unscrupulous.
"No one would like this kind of imprisoned life. I'm not a woman. Why did he treat me like that? Is it because he is better than me? One day, I will kill him!"
The old man paused, a stern light flashed in his eyes, he gently raised the sickle in his hand, and looked up at Yuan Bing. At this moment, he really wanted to get rid of this person who was likely to be a danger to his child, but the moment the old man started, he saw the necklace exposed from the young man's open neckline.
The old man's scythe fell back onto the whetstone, and his movements were slow and gentle again.
Yuan Bing is not a person who likes to complain about himself. After complaining a few words, he felt that it was even more pathetic for him to complain like this, so he shut his mouth.
The stream flows silently.
Yuan Bingku sat for a while and felt bored, so he wanted to get up and leave.
The old man didn't make a sound until this time: "Son, what's your name?"
Yuan Bing's buttocks that had just floated fell back onto the stone, and this old man could speak a common language!
"Original ice."
"Where did you get your necklace?" the old man asked slowly.
Yuan Bing didn't know why, but he couldn't feel vigilant towards the old man in his heart, and when he heard the old man's question, he replied: "Shu Yi gave it."
He still remembered that on the first night when they first arrived in this wooden village, that damned bastard locked him in the room for a whole night, and when the sky was slightly discovered, he put this necklace on him casually.
Tired and upset, he tried to take off the necklace and throw it away, but the jerk stopped him.
In the end, the bastard told him that this necklace can ensure that non-savage people in the Dingyue area will not dare to touch him. Even if he goes back to Dingyue City, even Dawu Zheli will not dare to do anything excessive to him who wears this necklace matter.
Yuan Bing still remembers his own mood at that time: Who cares!
But Shuyi's last words made him keep the necklace, and he no longer thought about taking it off and throwing it away.
Shu Yi said: As long as he wears this necklace, no one will dare to kill him even if he leaves him, even if he has done a huge wrong in Dingyue, let alone treat him like a slave or an enemy.
After hearing this sentence, Yuan Bing, who always wanted to escape, regarded this necklace as the best witch weapon to help him escape from Ding Yue.
"Did that child put it on for you?" The old man looked at Yuan Bing with a smile on his face.
Yuan Bing stared blankly into the eyes of the old man, only feeling that the old man was surprisingly handsome at this moment!
He didn't understand why he had such a thought, but that's how he felt.
Yuan Bing nodded, his face involuntarily showed some hatred and a more complicated expression.
"That child..." the old man laughed, which was unexpectedly hearty and pleasant.
"Son, do you hate him?" the old man asked suddenly.
Yuan Bing nodded again without hesitation.
"Want to kill him?"
"Ok!"
"why?"
"He insulted me!"
"Oh, because he slept with you?"
"right."
The old man actually laughed again at this time, "That child is exactly like his mother. When he sees something he likes, he wants to snatch it back, regardless of whether others want it or not."
Yuan Bing had never met Shu Yi's mother, and it was hard to comment, so he just kept silent.
The old man looked up at the sky, as if he was recalling, "But that child is also like his mother, the most dedicated and affectionate person, they are cruel and ruthless, but they can give everything even for the one they like without hesitation." life and soul."
Yuan Bing pouted. He didn't feel at all how dedicated Shu Yi was, and a while ago he even exposed his despicable intentions to fight Yan Mo.
"Do you know who I am?" the old man asked Yuan Bing.
Yuan Bing shook his head.
The old man smiled until crow's feet appeared at the corners of his eyes, "I am the father of that child, and the last man his mother snatched back."
This self-positioning is a bit strange. After Yuan Bing learned that the other party was the father of that bastard, Yuan Bing didn't feel much hatred, and even developed a little sympathy for him.
"You... aren't from here, are you?" Yuan Bing asked tentatively.
The old man smiled, "I am the missing second prince of Mucheng, oh, now it should be said to be the former second prince, and the current lord of Mucheng should be my elder brother."
Yuan Bing opened his mouth wide. He never thought that Shuyi's father had such an identity and background. "Then do they know you're here?"
The old man shook his head.
"Didn't people from Mucheng look for you?"
"No, they looked for me, it's just that the child's mother hid me very tightly, and people here will never betray her. After a long time, my parents and brothers all thought that I died while traveling outside. gone."
"Haven't you ever thought of running back?" Yuan Bing was incredulous.
The old man wiped the blade of the sickle lightly with his fingers, "Of course I thought about it, it's just... when I had a chance to escape, she gave birth to my first child, Shuyi. When I made up my mind to leave them again five years later, That woman was pregnant with my second child and died in front of me to protect me."
Yuanbing, "..."
"Do you know how she and my second child died?"
Yuan Bing didn't answer.
"At that time I escaped, and she personally led people to hunt me down, regardless of the fact that she was six months pregnant, but I lost my way and walked into the most dangerous desert, where I was besieged by a herd of beasts with the power of divine blood, In order to save me, the woman rushed into the encirclement regardless of the dissuasion of the tribe."
There was an eerie silence by the stream.
After a long time, the old man continued: "Later, I came back with the body of that man and my second child. Shuyi was already four years old at that time, and he hated me so much that he even wanted to kill me. My child, you actually stabbed me in the stomach with a knife."
The old man laughed, "But he was still too young to really kill me. And because his mother died, the whole tribe fell into chaos, so I stayed and helped them manage the tribe."
The old man paused suddenly when he said this, and muttered to himself: "I didn't expect that she gave me so much power before she was alive. Even if her clan knew that their patriarch died because of me, they didn't resist me."
The old man sighed and continued: "I managed the tribe until the man's first child grew up. Have you met Shu Yi's elder brother? He is not my child, but he is very good to Shu Yi. He and Shu Yi Yi also hated me, but I taught him the most. When the two brothers grew up, they didn't know what to do with me, so they locked me up here."
Yuan Bing frowned upon hearing this, "You... what do you want to tell me? Are you warning me to leave early if you want to leave, don't wait until you have a child and it will be more troublesome?"
The old man glanced at Yuan Bing helplessly, "I want to tell you that after the child's mother died, I realized that I didn't want to leave her at all, but I was blinded by the initial hatred and humiliation, and I couldn't see How nice she was to me after I got here, and I didn’t try to have a good conversation with her. I always satirized her, insulted her, and even wanted to find a chance to kill her. I didn’t even care about my own children. But if I took a step back or Putting it another way, maybe our family is fine now, my woman is still alive, and my son won't hate me so much."
Yuan Bing was silent, "Our priest said that this is a disease called Stockholm Syndrome."
"What did you say? What's Schizophrenia?"
Yuan Bing stood up and said condescendingly to the old man: "You seem to have the ability to control other people's minds and souls. If it were other people, you might be 'persuaded' by you, but unfortunately..." I learned the pupil technique.
Even if my ability in this area is not very good now, it is not difficult to help me get rid of control and temptation.
Yuan Bing turned around and left. He doesn't have any sympathy for this old man anymore, he deserves to be imprisoned for the rest of his life!
"Wait!" The old man also stood up, "If you really want to leave that child, put Xiang..."
"Yuan Bing!" Shu Yi's cry covered the words behind the old man.
When Yuan Bing saw Shu Yi's face, he was so angry that he didn't bother to talk to him, so he changed direction and walked forward.
Shu Yi's figure flashed, and he grabbed Yuan Bing's arm, "They said you didn't eat anything today."
"You don't care if I eat or not!" Yuan Bing replied viciously.
"Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo are here."
"I don't care... what did you say!?"
"Let's go, they want to see you." Shu Yi's expression couldn't tell what he was thinking, but he grabbed Yuan Bing's fingers very hard.
Enduring the pain, Yuan Bing quickened his pace. Mo Wu finally came, he was finally going to be free!
The old man stood behind the two of them, as if he wanted to say something.
Shu Yi, however, acted as if he hadn't seen the old man, and left with Yuan Bing without even looking out of the corner of his eye.
The old man held a sickle in his hand and looked very lonely. He wanted to tell the young man who was also robbed that he didn't know what schizophrenia was, but he knew what it was like to regret. For so many years, he had been living in regret, self-blame and a touch of hatred.
On the one hand, he blames Shuyi's mother for not forcibly snatching him away and imprisoning his freedom; on the other hand, he longs for time to go back to the beginning when the two met.
On the way, Shu Yi suddenly said to Yuan Bing: "No matter what that man told you, ignore him."
"Oh, you said your father?" Yuan Bing immediately inserted a knife.
"He's a pathetic and hateful wretch, and you're not."
"...Is that how you look at your father?" Yuan Bing felt that the old man was very powerful, and didn't feel sorry for him at all.
Shu Yi stopped in his tracks and repeated again very solemnly: "You are different from him."
Yuan Bing raised his head, "Why am I different from him?"
"He first fell in love with my mother, he seduced my mother first, slept with her, and laughed at my mother when my mother asked him to return to the tribe for a while. The man only regarded my mother as a beautiful woman. My mother will tie him back after playing with his native slave girl."
"But your mother died for him."
Shu Yi didn't seem to understand Yuan Bing's implication. The handsome and cold man looked into Yuan Bing's eyes and said seriously: "I won't die for you, but I will live for you, and take you to have a good time together." alive."
At this moment, Yuan Bing's heartbeat accelerated by three points. But he immediately began to recite the meaning of the word Stockholm Syndrome over and over again, so as to dispel all the sick thoughts he had.
"You are very powerful." Shu Yi said again.
"what?"
"I forced you, but you almost killed me too. I don't owe you anything. And you pissed in my face!"
"It's just a pee! We won't be even until you die!"
"If someone else treated me like this, I would have killed him long ago."
"Fuck! Why don't you say that you directly inserted your pissing thing into my body, that's even more disgusting!"
"Either I'll lick your piss thing for you, is that even? I've seen your leader lick your priest's place before."
Yuan Bing was stunned, "You, when did you see it? No! That bastard must know that you were peeping, and he did it for you on purpose!"
"I think so too. I think Yan Mo feels comfortable licking him. Shall we try it?"
Yuan Bing was sluggish again, "...you! We are fucking arguing, okay, why did it get involved in this!?"
Shu Yi took his hand and turned around, "I just want to tell you that we owe nothing to each other, and no one is weaker than the other."
"If you let me do it again, I will forgive you." After saying this, Brother Yuan Bing regretted it.
The corner of Shuyi's mouth curled up, "Okay, as long as you can get in."
Yuan Bing: Wow! I really want to fill this bastard in the cesspit!
The author has something to say: In fact, it can be finished here, haha~~
But I will still write a little tail, and I will give them a perfect explanation-Shu Yi forced me to feed him with a knife! (Cough, so who, if anyone leaves a message under the article saying that I can't finish writing, I will send out blades, believe it or not~!)