The tent of the two Central Plains people is located in the middle of the team, and there are faintly scattered tents of young hunters in the tribe around them. It is obvious that Krona is not very relieved of these two Central Plains people, and there is also the meaning of arranging them here. .
After Amu's accident, the crowd watching outside the Central Plains people's tent did not all disperse, and everyone watched the tent vigilantly.
When Dotana was striding towards the tent where the Central Plains people lived, everyone she met along the way subconsciously gave way to this aggressive girl.
Dotana's status in the Buyik tribe is quite high, not only because she is the most beautiful girl in the tribe and her father is the leader of the tribe, but also because she is an excellent hunter herself. The name Dotana means "the eyes of the eagle" in the Buyik tribe. Dotana's archery is the best in the tribe, and her scimitar is as sharp as a man's.
When she was still some distance away from the tent, Dotana snorted coldly, stopped, took off the bow on her back, took out an arrow from her quiver, raised her hand, and heard a "swoosh", the feather arrow broke Out of the air, shot the tower-shaped pinnacle decoration on the top of the tent.
"The way nobles treat guests is really special."
After the feather arrow was shot, the curtain of the tent was flipped, and a young man dressed as a guard walked out with a knife in his hand and a smile.
"This girl, I don't know what to do?"
"Where is the other person? Let him come out." Dotana's eyes were full of anger, she hung the bow back on her back, and untied the scimitar at her waist, her tone was not kind.
Ye Qiusheng squinted his eyes, with a smile on his face: "The girl shoots an arrow and holds a knife. Is this the custom of the Buyik people to treat guests, or..."
Ye Qiusheng paused, the smile on his face remained the same, and his tone was as frivolous as ever: "... still want to fight? Let's talk first..."
"I can only kill people, and I won't go to the end of the contest."
The tone of the last sentence suddenly became lighter, like a joke said casually.
But Dotana, who was facing Ye Qiusheng in the front, felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave suddenly. When the Central Plains man standing in front of the tent said the last sentence, his eyes suddenly became sharp.
The keen intuition of a hunter made Dotana freeze in place instantly. The moment the Central Plains man opposite her looked sharp, she almost thought that what she was facing was not a human, but a ferocious beast or a wolf... Anyway, it was those who were full of murderous looks. , something that is so cruel that you can even kill it.
For a moment, she seemed to smell endless blood.
She once confronted a wolf in the desert. At that time, the killing intent of the wolf made her breath full of blood, but now the sharp gaze of the Central Plains man in front of her made her feel like she had smelled a sea of blood. the taste of.
Her hand holding the scimitar trembled slightly.
The terrifying murderous aura made her feel that if she did it, she would be cut into pieces.
The people around looked over in amazement, and saw Dotana, who was originally aggressive, standing there with a knife in her hand, and did not respond to the arrogant words of the Central Plains people.
"Lu Zhou."
When cold sweat began to roll down Dotana's forehead, a voice came from the tent, the voice was not harsh, like spring water flowing slowly over stones under the cold moon.
"Don't be rude."
After the noble son of Jin Tang in the tent opened his mouth, the Central Plains guard with the knife sneered, and his expression became lazy again.
After he withdrew his gaze, Dotana took a step back as if waking up from a big dream.
She looked in astonishment at the young man standing outside the tent like a loyal guard, and she was extremely suspicious——Central Plains, when did such a terrifying role appear.
"Since you came here in a hurry, you must have something urgent to ask, why don't you come in and talk about it?"
The voice from the tent was very calm, with a gentle and gentle tone, lightly conveying Dotana's aggressive shooting of arrows and Ye Qiusheng's calm deterrence to her.
Ye Qiusheng opened the curtain, and made a gesture of invitation to Dotana with a half-smile.
Dotana's back was covered with cold sweat at this moment, and she hadn't recovered from the murderous aura just now. And although the voice was gentle and the words were decent and elegant, it didn't actually mean to allow others to refuse.
However, she came here aggressively to settle accounts with these two Central Plains people. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to go to see them politely according to their words at this time
She was afraid of Ye Qiusheng, and instinctively did not dare to be rude to the owner of that soft voice, so annoyed, she had to face the onlookers.
Annoyed, Dotana turned her head and yelled at the crowd who were still watching: "What are you looking at, go do your own thing."
"This girl, the young master welcomes you."
The people around dispersed, and Ye Qiusheng spoke again with a smile on his face.
Dotana's face was still a little uneasy. Before the Lord saw her, she was frightened by the other party's guards. It was a bit embarrassing to say the least. She snorted coldly and entered the tent.
An oil lamp was lit in the tent, and in the warm yellow light, the owner of the voice, who was the person she came to find fault with aggressively, was sitting behind the lamp.
Dotana also heard that among the Central Plains people brought back by Ke Lang and the others, the severely injured Central Plains official was a noble son of the Central Plains, and he was very good-looking. But what others say is what others say, and it is not as good as seeing it with your own eyes.
What I saw with my own eyes was that the other party really looked better than others said.
Behind the warm yellow oil lamp, a young man in a white robe is wearing a jade crown and holding an ancient book in his hand. Hearing that she came in, the young man closed the ancient book in his hand, looked up and nodded slightly: "Please sit down."
This person looked very young, and his gestures carried a kind of nobility that made people feel dwarfed by comparison. I don't know if it was because the other party was also an official in Jintang. People follow it subconsciously and dare not violate it.
Dotana didn't realize that she subconsciously obeyed the young man's order and sat upright.
Ye Qiusheng was qualified to play the role of a guard, he didn't forget that he was now Bailishu's guard, standing outside the tent with a knife in his hand, he didn't go in.
But he has a keen ear, and even though he stood outside the tent, he could hear the conversation between Bailishu and Dotana clearly.
He sneered.
Even the bad old man may not understand Bailishu, a little girl like Dotana, I am afraid that she has completely covered herself without realizing it.
—Perhaps the word “I am afraid” need not be used, but that is it.
Dotana became aggressive, frowning and left silently.
Ye Qiusheng lifted the curtain, got into the tent, sat down cross-legged on the woolen felt on the floor, and looked up at Bailishu who had reopened the ancient book. He glanced at the book in Bailishu's hand. Although the book was old, it was not a diagram of cultivation techniques, but an ordinary volume of local customs and county annals.
"Know what?" Ye Qiusheng asked lazily.
He was just used to talking to Bailishu, but he didn't expect to get any answer. If Dotana and those Buyeks were here, Bailishu would not feel like a Jintang official.
As soon as there was no need to pretend, this person's eyebrows and eyes were instantly covered with snow, cold and indifferent, and there was no expression on his face. When he lowered his eyes to read the book, he looked clearly like an outsider who had escaped from the world of mortals.
Like snow, like ice blades.
It's just that he doesn't want to be a mortal with flesh and blood, let alone a gentle and elegant Jintang official.
Unexpectedly, Baili Shu actually opened his mouth. His slender fingertips turned a page of the yellowed ancient book: "Amu, that girl in the evening. Her eyes are said to be Namu's blessing, and she can see Namu's will." and foreshadowing."
"Nam..."
Ye Qiusheng chanted a deity that is believed by all the Yike people. He also heard about the fact that Jiuxuanmen once recruited disciples in Kelat Zhuoma, but the other party refused to join Jiuxuanmen, and he also understood the beliefs of the Buyik tribe.
In the eyes of cultivators, it is ridiculous to believe in gods, because the ultimate goal of cultivating immortals is to become a god and live forever, so what's the point of believing in yourself
"In the ancient legends of Klazhuoma, Namu is the god who commands the desert and is in charge of everything here. After death, people will return to the country under the rule of Namu. There are eight pillars supporting it, and black water surrounds the sky pillar. "Ye Qiusheng read out the legend he had heard.
"In Naam's kingdom of death, there is an army. They are called Zangmu, which means the eyes of Naam. Zangmu will come to the earth in the wind, and they can see clearly a person's past and In the future, it will appear at the end of a person's lifespan and take away the soul of the dead." Baili Shu said lightly.
- Soul, soul, who is the one who binds you
Who takes away the souls of the dead? Dead people, who bound you
—The dead return, and the living mourn!
Namu's army, called Zang Mu, took away the souls of the dead and led them to the eight pillars surrounded by black water.
"That girl's name is Amu." Baili Shu said softly, "Her eyes can see the past as well as the future."
Ye Qiusheng had no doubts about Baili Shu's words. But a question floated in Ye Qiusheng's mind, if that girl's eyes could really see the past as well as the future, then what did she see in Bailishu
Ye Qiusheng went to see Bailishu. The man stared at the ancient scroll in his hand, wondering what he was thinking. He couldn't tell whether he cared about what A Mu saw, or about A Mu's ability itself.
He lowered his eyes, unable to see joy or sorrow.
But just now, although Bailishu's voice was soft, it carried an indescribable meaning. Ye Qiusheng keenly noticed that when Bailishu said these words, his mood was not as it seemed on the surface. don't care.
What does Baili Shu care about
Ye Qiusheng didn't understand.