Chapter 71 Lone Tower

Author: Yao Jishan

Chapter 71 Lone Tower

This small building stands at the southern corner of the sandy land, shaded by a few exceptionally thick pines and cypresses. The building itself is also painted in blue, similar in color to those evergreen trees. Looking from a distance, it seems as if it doesn't exist. .

Brush paused on the stone steps in front of the building for a while, stamped the yellow sand off his boots, straightened his clothes, and then stepped into the building.

Near the window on the second floor, a man in black robe stared downstairs. When Brush's figure disappeared into the bluestone terrace on the last level, he withdrew his gaze.

The wide and long cornices blocked the afternoon sun, making the light on the second floor a little dark. Most of the man's face in black robes was also hidden, leaving only a prominent aquiline nose.

He has not shaved his head, and his gray hair is hanging loose. He looks a bit older. There is a circle of dead vines and hay tied around his forehead, which looks like a headband or a grass crown.

He sat quietly at the table, like a deeper shadow in the shadows. A little sunlight hit his body, and the outline traced out was also dark.

"Here comes the boy." Brush's footsteps sounded at the same time as the voice.

Then, his tall and strong figure blocked the man in black robe's gaze looking back, as if half of an iron tower had suddenly been erected in front of the latter.

This Prince of the South has the tall figure of the Gurtai family, but he has not inherited the handsomeness of the Fulun family, who is closer to him. His widely separated facial features are not even regular, and one of his eyes is a bit swollen. squint.

If he appeared in the Fulen family, which is known for its many beauties, he might look like an alien and out of place.

"Come in, I've been waiting for you for a long time." The man in black robe's voice was a little vague, like a ball of mortar that couldn't be stirred up.

Bush walked up to him, bent down slightly, picked up a corner of his black robe and put it on his forehead, and uttered a deep and low call:

"Father Mu Wen'e, you are finally back."

"Muwen" in Jin language has two meanings in the Central Plains: one is "empty and vast", the other is "majestic and powerful person".

And when it is used in conjunction with "Efu", it means "adopted father" in the Central Plains language.

At this moment, the word "Muwen" implies not only the relationship between the man in black robe and Bulu Shi, but also his name.

He is Bush's adoptive father. His name is Mu Wen.

"My child, when I see you coming from a distance, I know that you must have found the most suitable arrow, right?" Mu Wen gently patted Brush on the shoulder, and his body Reach forward.

The sunlight poured down on his chin, illuminating the corners of his wrinkled lips, and in his open mouth, you could see that his tongue was a little missing than an ordinary person's.

It should have been cut off with some kind of sharp weapon.

However, it must have been many years since the incident, and the wound had already scabbed and fallen off. After repeated contact with the teeth, it gradually turned into a purple-brown, slightly thick mark, just like the tip of his tongue. I have a birthmark.

This obviously affected Mu Wen's speaking speed and the clarity of his enunciation and pronunciation.

Fortunately, Brush was extremely patient with his adoptive father and seemed to be used to the way he spoke, so the conversation between the two was not affected.

"Yes, Father Mu Wen. The arrow that shot at the wild wolf from behind is already in my hand." Brush's voice was very low.

After saying this, he slowly straightened up and smiled at his adoptive father: "Three hundred taels of gold, and a few beauties. A pretty good deal."

Mu Wen also laughed.

The smile opened the corners of his mouth, revealing most of his teeth that had been blackened, and some of them were even painted with strange, tiny totems. This was complemented by the reddish-brown missing tongue, and the corners of his lips were even deeper due to the smile.

The lines on the smile make it look like it has no warmth, but is rather weird and a bit scary.

"Well done, my child." Mu Wen said in a gentle voice: "Some prices must be paid, and I know you will be able to do it. Then, the only thing left is that batch of things.

Have those obedient pigeons come back yet?”

"Two of the pigeons flew back, and the rest are still outside collecting news." Brush took a few steps back and sat down on the opposite side of the table.

Mu Wen let out a low "Uh", stretched out his hand with age spots, and picked up the gold jug on the side. The tilted spout quickly flowed out milky white wine, and a hint of wine floated in the air.

Very light milky aroma.

He pushed the golden cup filled with milk wine in front of Bush. His figure hidden in the dark remained motionless, as if waiting for the other person to continue speaking.

Bulu Shi obviously knew what his adoptive father meant. After taking the golden lamp, he whispered again: "After the beginning of spring this year, the number of ships sent to Baishuang City has increased by 30% compared with previous years. The Canghe River is busier than in the past few years, and the docks

The goods piled up in mountains.

Our stuff... is not so lucky, we may have to wait a while before we find a suitable opportunity to ship it."

He held up the milk wine and squinted his eyes at the intoxicating aroma: "Father Mu Wen, please don't worry, I have sent people to watch the ferry day and night. As soon as the ship arrives, the news will be sent to me as soon as possible.

"

Mu Wen sat quietly for a while, like an old man in his twilight years, breathing heavily from his throat.

Then, he suddenly stood up and stepped out of the shadows into the sunlight, and his entire face appeared in front of Brush's eyes.

Bush raised his head and looked up at his adoptive father's face.

On that face, a thin strip of black cloth went around the right cheek and around the back of the head, covering the right eye, as if a dark wound had been opened there.

At that moment, compassion surged into Brush's eyes, and a slight sadness filled the unruly face, and then, a real and intimate smile appeared on his lips.

They are actually somewhat similar.

One of his eyes is slightly squinted, and his adoptive father is blind in one eye.

Bush stared at Mu Wen's intact left eye with a look that was almost reverent.

That eye is dark blue.

It has the color of the sky reflected in the deep valley and deep pool.

It is an extremely rare eye color between blue and green, and these beautiful and rare eyes add a bit of magnificence to this old face, supplemented by it being deeper than ordinary people.

With his silhouette, it can be imagined that Mu Wen must have been an outstandingly handsome man when he was young.

Even though he was already in his fifties, with luxuriant hair, only one eye left, and his tongue had been cut out, the aura he exuded was so unique and so fascinating.

memorable.

As a result, the gloomy bird of prey was beautified by melancholy, and the horror was transformed into coquettishness. Even the strange totems on the teeth looked so different at this moment.
Chapter completed!