Chapter 2190 The Flower War (Ninety-Eight)

There are many people in the world who are born with precocious wisdom. Some people call them geniuses and envy their "talent", while others give them a mystical color.

"Please have a seat." The young imam sitting on the floor said to Nick.

Nick imitated the Bedouin manner and sat stiffly on the ground.

"You can translate..."

"Did you bring a gift?" The young imam interrupted Nick with a smile.

"No." Nick said expressionlessly.

"Then I won't tell you everything I translated." The imam smiled mysteriously.

Nick looked very impatient.

"If you're not going to tell me, please give me my book back."

"Let's start with the myth of the birth of the Huyin people. Legend has it that there was a tree that suddenly grew teeth and learned to walk. It lived on the edge of a river sandwiched between the two banks, as tight as a bowstring.

, and then fell in love with his own shadow so passionately, just like the boy with the same name as Narcissus in Greek mythology." said the imam.

Nick's eyes widened in surprise.

"Like you, I thought the shadow was the semi-black one under our feet at first." The imam pointed at the elongated shadow under the setting sun and said, "They call the 'shadow' we call black honey, and the mirror

The reflection inside is called the hazy consciousness about to wake up, and it can have a certain relationship with dreams."

"What?" Nick asked confused.

"Mandrills are not good at exercise, or they will become bloated and slow in movement at a certain stage. They will eat a kind of baby of the Yin tribe called 'Shadow Bait', and then regain their agility and weight loss. In other words, mandrills

They eat black shadows," the imam explained.

Nick looked down at his own shadow. Because the floor was wiped clean, there was his own reflection in the semi-black shadow. He looked at the imam again.

"The mandrill ate the 'shadow bait' and then spat it out, and the black curse on the shadow bait disappeared. This seemed to be beneficial to both parties. However, the mandrill attracted by the bait became the prey hunted by the Lu Yin people. It ran away

Into a densely populated town."

"Why?" Nick asked.

"You want to ask why they become natural enemies?" the imam said with a smile. "What is your first reaction when you eat food in your mouth? It is to swallow it, not to spit it out. Therefore, the mission of the leader of the Huyin tribe is to lead the tribe to catch

Mandrill hunting. In mythology, the mandrill gave birth to a child with his shadow in the water, and was seduced by a glowing monster, hoping to see the true face of the shadow. However, he was punished for this, and the shadow in the water became a mandrill.

Like a dying flame, it disappeared in front of him, and then there was "darkness" in the world. We can understand that this is some kind of curse of the Luyin people, that is, "shadow backlash". Only the mandrill can help them.

Lift it, despite the risk of being swallowed by a mandrill."

"Unbelievable." Nick said in disbelief.

"The half-black ones are sweet, and the all-black ones are malicious. We think there is only one shadow, but in fact there are thousands. But when you pay attention to it, they overlap into one. The more half-black shadows, the more half-black shadows there are.

The closer it is to total darkness. In order to lure mandrills to appear, hunters will paint themselves black with charcoal, and their skin color is yellow. They marry other ethnic groups and form families. According to the current information, they at least

Intermarrying with the Han, Hani, Saxons, Persians and Slavs, some of these people are very afraid of their own shadows and will not be understood by others. This is also a characteristic of the Luyin people, who are always isolated.

situation, but this brings them an unexpected benefit. They can enter samadhi when alone and listen to their own thoughts quietly. If many Huyin people gather together, they will bite each other and fight, so they are keen on gatherings.

But just to express that they are not understood. A thousand Huyin people have a thousand kinds of loneliness that cannot be resolved. The Huyin race is on the verge of extinction, but their mixed-race children will still be discovered by mandrills. The great nation created by the Jurchens

Jin was destroyed by the Mongols in the 13th century. The thick smoke generated by burning the corpses attracted the Huyin people, who appeared out of thin air among the Jurchen survivors gathering in the mountains and forests. The Wanyan clan's shaman learned from a mirror with prophetic power.

, the destruction of the Huyin and the revival of the Jurchens would happen at the same time, so they took in the exiled Huyin people, shared food and land with them, and supported them with the harvest of fishing and hunting, until one day, the Jurchens' neighbors heard that they

A 'devil's burping' sound came from the gathering place."

"They let mandrills eat the Huyin people?" Nick asked.

"I think this is not what you should worry about now." The imam looked at Nick and said, "Who else has this information besides me?"

Nick came to his senses.

"You know that the current rulers of the Qing Dynasty are Jurchens. Although they call themselves Hou Jin, they now call themselves Manchus."

So Nick quickly returned to Guandi Temple.

Juren had come back by this time. He had read the note and knew where Nick had gone, so he was not panicked. He was wearing a decent summer dress he bought for 2.5 silver dollars in Guangzhou and looked very happy and contented.

Nick immediately told Ju Ren the news he had heard from the imam, and Ju Ren, who was originally in a good mood, suddenly jumped up.

"You..." Juren pointed at Nick with a trembling finger, too angry to speak.

"Are your friends reliable?" Nick asked calmly. "As long as they don't tell, no one will know."

"There is no airtight wall in this world!" Juren walked around the room like a trapped animal. After a while, he asked, "Do you know which page those contents are written on?"

Nick was stunned again.

"I see who has those materials." Juren said with a look of dismay.

Nick hurriedly found a copy of the book again. Fortunately, he made an extra copy and found the number of pages in it.

Juren looked at the page and took out an account book.

"It's Ji Xiaolan's grandson, Ji Shuxin." Juren let out a long sigh.

"Are we going to have a BJ?" Nick asked.

"Who are you and us?" Juren slapped the table and yelled, "Why do you always receive those weird things!"

Nick remembered the unsolicited note he received in Guangzhou. Juren once suspected that he had committed the crime of "Tiansha Lone Star", and Nick also began to wonder if he had been "prompted by ghosts".

Then Juren wrote a letter, while Nick wanted to say goodbye to the admiral and go to BJ in person to find the "grandson" named Ji Shuxin and get the information back.

As for whether the imam would leak the secret, he could only believe that the imam would keep the secret.

He didn't care that it was already dark now and it was against etiquette to go to the back garden. When he walked to the door, he saw Cao Xi leaving the Governor's Mansion in a sedan.

He didn't pay attention, because Cao Xi might have gone out to socialize, and then he saw the governor lying on the recliner in the study.

Wan Ning was sitting on the stool next to him reading to him, but she stopped reading when she saw Nick coming.

Just as Nick was thinking about what to say, the Governor had already sat up and asked Nick how Europeans spent their time.

Nick went back to what he was about to say and told him that he could play dominoes.

The dominoes are "Pai Gow". Captain Yao and his sailors used this gambling device on the ship. An Italian missionary stood it up and placed it, and then gently pushed it, and the dominoes would fall one by one.

Nick would arrange some small tricks to make the fall of the dominoes more dramatic. At the same time, he also thought of letting Captain Yao's sailor go to BJ on his behalf. The premise is that this person must be reliable and strict-mouthed. It is best not to

Literacy.

He played this game with the governor with complicated emotions. The governor was also worried, but Wan Ning was the only one who was happy.

Maybe with this game, her life of being married will not be so boring.
Chapter completed!