Chapter 216 Passing by the Snowy Mountain

A horse gang on the grassland went north. There were two very embarrassed men in the horse gang. Both of them were in a state of depression and were very depressed.

One is very young, with two swords, and the other is not young, with a messy jaw and beard.

These two were Sun Yanwan and Xiximuli. They were "leading the way" by Sun Yanwan and got lost on the prairie and almost died of hunger and thirst. Fortunately, this horse gang passed by and took them on the road.

Sun Yanwan felt slightly sorry for Xiximuli. As his martial arts became more and more skillful, he lost the fear that ordinary people should have about heaven and earth. This time he got lost, which made him much more honest and even cured his bragging habits.

Sun Yanwan occasionally worried, what if Dalang didn't react, what would happen if something unexpected happened? Or what happened in Heijiaocheng? But after all, he was a human being for two lifetimes, so he understood one thing deeply - there was no need to worry about so much in the world!

Xiximuli suddenly said, "Why am I obsessed with at that time? I have to go to Heijiao City alone?"

"If I don't get off the boat, Wuyinghou may not dare to do anything."

Sun Yanwan said: "Old Xi, don't think so much. Be a human being! Look forward."

Xiximuli sighed to the sky. Can he still look back if he doesn't look forward now?

Sun Yanwan asked with interest: "You are obsessed with the mind, look forward to it, how do you say it in Bo Shi's words?"

Xiximuli went through a lot of effort to translate these two sentences, and Sun Yanwan smelled the other Bo Shi languages. During this period, he and Xiximuli were traveling together. He was idle and was idle, so why not learn something? Sun Yanwan learned a lot of Bo Shi languages ​​from Xiximuli.

Of course, it is mainly for the convenience of reading the Sun Golden Book.

Xiximuli never thought about giving this scroll that he had worked hard to collect from the major temples of Boshi to a Dalang native, of course, without any translation.

Although Sun Yanwan asked Xiximuli and secretly recorded the text on the Sun Gold Book and made a translation, he always felt that Xiximuli had a hasty translation and might not be able to believe in Yada, so he wanted to learn the edible language by himself, and he made quite rapid progress along the way.

After all, he was a good university he took to and was also a figure who came out of the papers and was quite talented in language learning.

The leader of the horse gang is a middle-aged scar man. He also has a son, a daughter, who helps him with his work, and his daughter simply runs out to play. This grassland daughter named Ling Ya often comes to chat with two strangers, especially she is particularly interested in Sun Yanwan.

Sun Yanwan ignored this grassland girl.

Xiximuli was so angry that Sun Yan was trapped in Wan. He just wanted to arrive at the battlefield as soon as possible. If there was still time, he could pass on the news that Wuyinghou defected to Beiyan and could still collect some capital.

Sun Yanwan was a little excited, and suddenly heard someone chanting a poem in front of the team. After listening to a sentence, he was slightly embarrassed and said to Xiximuli: "I did this poem."

Xiximuli glanced at him, and said in disdain, "I will definitely not believe him any more."

Ling Ya suddenly rode her horse and said excitedly: "Have you heard someone recite poems?"

Sun Yan nodded late and said, "How can there be no reason to hear such a loud voice?"

Ling Ya said: "This poem is said to be written by the youngest top scholar in Dalang. It tells the story of two young people falling in love with each other..."

Xixi Muli's eyes were a little more contempt and said, "The poems and essays of the youngest top scholar in Dalang."

"Are you the youngest No. 1 pick?"

Sun Yanwan never talked about his identity to Xiximuli. Xiximuli only thought he was the city lord of Heijiao City. Just like his own Boshi Kingdom, some people would call him by his city name. Never thought that Sun Yanwan had other identities.

Sun Yanwan laughed awkwardly, it was really hard to explain, but there was no need to explain this matter, and it was not a big deal anyway.

He laughed and said, "Who is the one who recites the poem ahead?"

Ling Ya said: "It should be a disciple of Daxue Mountain. The nearby one is Daxue Mountain. They are all descendants of the Hermit Baoyin Fanzhe."

Sun Yan became energetic immediately. Many people in the Songyang Sect were familiar with the people of Daxue Mountain, especially him and the Seventh Master Uncle. Both of them had done the same thing, grabbing the fan of Daxue Mountain.

Sun Yanwan thought to himself: "As long as I didn't meet Fanna Jiaer, no one could recognize me."

"As long as I don't use the ice silkworm treasure fan, I shouldn't provoke Baoyin Fan."

"Another disciple of Daxue Mountain, have you ever seen me before, so don't worry."

Then Sun Yanwan heard the voice of a young man and shouted: "Ling Ya, this is my new poem, is it nice?"

Ling Ya drove the horse over and shouted, "I've heard of it a long time ago."

A young man appeared leisurely, with double hooks inserted on his back and a yellow strap tied to his forehead, which looked a bit handsome.

Sun Yanwan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know the other party. It was obvious that this disciple from the Daxue Mountain lineage was not Sun Yanwan. He was Ling Ya's admirer and waited in front to recite poems just to please Ling Ya.

Ling Ya didn't buy it, but she still talked and laughed to him.

Xiximuli suddenly said: "This girl is very good. She can sell at least three hundred vermils in Boshi Country!"

"It's about 700 stagnant coins to convert the money from your Dalang Kingdom."

Sun Yanwan was speechless. It was normal for Boshi Country to sell humans. When Xiximuli saw him, he threatened that if Heijiaocheng refused to surrender, after he could break the city, he would sell everyone to the Black Continent and give it to the people who were disguised as slaves.

As a modern person, he cannot accept such things.

But he also knew that Xiximuli did not want to buy or sell girls on the grassland, he just used the popular metaphor of Boshiguo to praise the beauty of the girl.

For the business-going Boshi people, a woman's beauty can be directly materialized into money. Praising a woman's value is not an offense in the Boshi country, but a sincere statement.

Sun Yanwan did not respond, but the young man with double hooks on his back heard this and suddenly became angry and shouted: "You two actually want to abduct Ling Ya?"

On the grassland, trafficking of women and children is a serious crime. This situation will only occur unless a tribe loses a war.

Sun Yanwan wanted to explain, but it was too late. The young man was unsheathed on his back and turned into a light net in the sky, wanting to cover the two of them.

Xiximuli said in surprise: "I have lowered my voice. There are very few people who practice the bat ear hidden vein. Why did he hear it?"

Sun Yanwan sighed, but did not explain. Even if Dalang, Beiyan and Nanxia's martial arts masters do not practice listening to the hidden meridian, as long as they have internal strength, they can still be smart in their ears and eyes, but they just don't listen to the hidden meridian as sharply.

In the Boshi Kingdom, the Earth-Ting Hidden Vein is called the bat ear. Dalang does not have a bat. There is a kind of red bat animal in the Boshi Kingdom. It is very similar to the bats on the earth and has extremely sensitive ears. Therefore, this hidden Vein is named after it in the Boshi Kingdom.
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