Why summon the Son of the White Dragon God?

Because he wants his people to live a good life.

They want to destroy Heianjing and kill those who look down on them.

It was impossible for Yakram to state the second reason, he only said that he wanted his people to live a good life.

Jia Huan: "Instead of praying to the gods, it is better to work hard yourself."

Jia Huan gave Yakram popular stories about the country next door, such as "Kuafu Chasing the Sun" and "Foolish Old Man Moves the Mountains".

Final summary: "Instead of counting on gods, it is better to count on yourself."

Akram shook his head and sighed: "Your distinguished guest does not understand our situation."

Jia Huan: “??”

However, Yakram did not talk about their situation, avoided the topic, and talked about Go with Jia Huan.

Jia Huan: "..."

I hate people who can't speak clearly.

Humph, if he doesn't tell me, why can't he find out for himself?

He released his consciousness and listened to other people's conversations, thus figuring out what this group of people was about.

It turns out that these people are the "ghost tribe" of this era.

The reason why they are called the ghost tribe is because they are all blond and blue-eyed, which is different from the natives of Nihong.

Therefore, the local Nibo people defined them as the ghost tribe, and many warriors killed the ghost tribe in exchange for military exploits.

This made it very difficult for their family to survive. They had to hide in the mountains, where supplies were scarce, and they were hunted down by Onmyoji and warriors.

Over the years, the number of this clan has dropped sharply, and now there are less than a hundred people.

And the hatred between them and ordinary people is getting deeper and deeper.

This time, they summoned the Son of the White Dragon God mainly because they wanted to destroy Heian Kyo.

Jia Huan and Yakram were having a hand-to-hand negotiation, and Jia Huan won.

"The distinguished guest's chess skills are very good." Yakram complimented, "No worse than the chess players in Ping'an Capital."

Jia Huan smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Yakram, there is one thing I don't understand. Can you explain it to me?"

Akram politely said: "What do you want to know, distinguished guest?"

Jia Huan: "Excuse me, do your people have horns on their heads?"

Akram frowned. This question was too rude, but he still answered: "We are not monsters and do not have horns."

Jia Huan: "Then do you eat people?"

Yakram's face darkened: "We don't eat people."

Jia Huan: "Since you don't eat people and don't have horns on their heads, how can you call yourself a ghost tribe?"

Yakram stood up abruptly, condensing the power of attack in his hands: "How do you know?"

Jia Huan did not stand up, but said with a smile: "Mr. Yakram, I have no ill intentions towards you. Please sit down. Let's talk calmly."

Yakram stared at Jia Huan for a long time and sat down.

Jia Huan smiled: "A thousand years from now, there will be many blond and blue-eyed people. They are not ghosts, but people from other countries."

He said: "Nihong is just a small island country. On the other side of the sea, there is the vast country of Tang. Further to the west of Tang, there are many countries. The people in those countries have different skin colors, hair colors, and eye colors. There are

People with blue eyes, people with red hair. Blondes, blue eyes, are very common in those countries."

Akram was shocked: "Everything you said is true."

"Of course." Jia Huan said, "I have a guess. You and your tribe are not natives of Nihong. You probably came from other places. You probably suffered a shipwreck and ended up here. It's just that you are in Nihong.

You have lived for so long that you have forgotten your true hometown."

"Is our...real...hometown?" Akram murmured, "What is our hometown like?"

Jia Huan: "The environment should be better than the one you live in now. You won't be persecuted by others and will accept you."

Yakram constructed the picture in Jia Huan's words in his mind, and he felt it was so beautiful that his body was trembling with excitement.

Yakram suddenly stood up again and said to Jia Huan: "I'm sorry."

Then he ran away in a hurry.

Jia Huan picked up the teacup and took a sip.

He knew that Yakram was going to his tribe to discuss returning to his hometown.

But where is their hometown?

Jia Huan didn't know either.

But the entire continent of Europe is suitable for this group of people to live.

Morimura Tianzhen came over with Morimura Ran, both of them had red eyes.

Ran Morimura solemnly thanked Jia Huan, and Jia Huan accepted it with a smile.

Ran Morimura did not see Akram and asked: "Where is Mr. Akram?"

Jia Huan: "Mr. Yakram went to discuss matters with his tribe."

Ran Morimura's face showed a hint of disappointment.

Jia Huan: This little girl seems to have fallen in love with Yakram! It’s a pity that the two of them are destined to have no fate.

The people of the ghost tribe all attached great importance to the news that Yakram received from Jia Huan, and they all gathered together to discuss the matter.

No one came to entertain Morimun Tianzhen and Jia Huan anymore.

Fortunately, Ran Morimura was here. She had lived in the ghost tribe's territory for a while and was familiar with it, so she arranged a place for the two of them.

The next day, the three of them got up, and Morimura Tianzhen wanted to leave with her sister.

Akram came to stop their movement.

Yakram came to ask Jia Huan for the specific address of their hometown.

Jia Huan asked Yakram for pen and paper, drew a map of Asia and Europe, and handed it to Yakram.

He pointed to the territory of Europe and said to Akram: "There is a place here that should be your hometown."

Yakram carefully put away the drawings and told Jia Huan about their family's decision that they wanted to return to their hometown.

"Going back to your hometown?" Jia Huan said, "Then I suggest you take a boat to Tang Dynasty first, and then go to Europe by land. If you go directly to Europe by boat, it is too risky."

The shipbuilding industry at this time was not as good as it was during the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and ocean-going ships had not yet been manufactured.

The current ships can only allow people to travel around Asian coastal countries.

"I heard that the Tang Kingdom is very prosperous. Will the people there kill us like the people in Ping'an Jing?" A young man who followed Yakram asked worriedly.

"No." Jia Huan said firmly, "The Tang Dynasty is very tolerant. There are many foreigners there, and there are many dark Kunlun slaves."

He could see that although the ghost tribe had decided to return to their hometown, they were still feeling uneasy and confused about the future.

Jia Huan thought for a while and said: "Summer vacation is coming soon. I'm not in a hurry to go back. I can accompany you to Tang State and send you back to your hometown by the way."

He smiled and said to Yakram: "I can speak Tang Chinese and some European languages. I can teach you so that you won't have trouble communicating with others."

Akram was moved: "Then please."

Jia Huan said to the Moricun brothers and sisters: "I will send you back to modern times first."
Chapter completed!