The morning light is hazy, the horn is low and sad. m Wanlin and the others stood solemnly in the ancient courtyard of the Scimitar Tribe, and everyone's faces showed excitement. They had already heard the scimitar man from the long sound of the horn.
Thanking them, I heard the sadness for their departure. As everyone listened to the sound of horns full of affection, a sad look appeared on their faces.
"Salute!" Wan Lin straightened his body with a serious expression and shouted in a low voice, then raised his arms with a "swish". All the team members stood attentively and raised their arms with their eyes staring at the group of eyes.
The scimitar people who value love and righteousness knew in their hearts that maybe this was the last time they had come to this ancient tribe. Everyone was trying hard to remember everything in front of them, as if they were going to hit this touching scene deeply
In the bottom of your heart.
The old patriarch turned around and looked at Wan Lin and the leopard team members around him, and a burst of tears suddenly burst out from his eyes. The old man raised his hand and gently pulled Wan Lin's right hand, which was raised between his forehead, and then opened his double.
His arms hugged him hard.
Cheng Ru, Zhang Wa and Feng Dao also put down their arms and walked to Ahu, Abao and Abu, and several people spread their arms and hugged each other tightly. At this time, no one spoke, but the tight hug had already put these things
The deep friendship of a tough man is passed on to the other party.
Wan Lin stood quietly in the arms of the old patriarch for a while, then patted the old man's back and whispered: "Old patriarch, you must take care of yourself! We will definitely come back to see you if we have the chance!"
The old patriarch let go of his arm, he took a step back and looked at every Chinese standing around, as if he wanted to re-import these people who had bleeding and sweated for their scimitar tribe.
He then walked to Mamin, looked down at her and said, "Child, you have met a rare noble person in the world. You can follow these benefactors of China, they will definitely give it to you.
Bring happiness and peace. But you must remember that the Scimitar Tribe is the family of my parents. If you have the chance, you must come back to see it. Grandpa is waiting for you and your brothers and sisters to come back again!”
"Grandpa!" Mamin shouted at the old man's kind face. She hugged the old patriarch hard and cried loudly! The girl's cry echoed in the valley, and the crying sounds seemed to be in the long horn sound.
Telling about the sadness of parting in the world.
At this moment, the distant eastern mountain top suddenly turned red, and a red sun suddenly jumped out of the high mountain top with thousands of rays of light, and the dim mountains were clear!
"Set out!" Wan Lin raised his head and stared at Chusheng's rising sun with a low command. With his command, he and Xiaohua and Xiaobai on Xiaoya's shoulders suddenly stood up and suddenly issued a message to Chusheng's rising sun.
A deafening roar: "Ao..."
The two leopards let out a long roar, then rushed out of Wan Lin and Xiaoya's shoulders, and a "huh" fell on the back of the big golden leopard lying in the yard. The big golden leopard immediately ran from the bluestone slab
He stood up, then raised his head and made a powerful roar, and ran towards the tribe gate with two little leopards on his back.
Wan Lin did not make any more noise. He strode towards the door. Cheng Ru and others around him immediately lined up to follow him. Xiaoya saw her comrades out and quickly reached out to pull Mamin to her side. She pulled the girl down.
He immediately raised his hand to salute the old patriarch, then pulled Mamin and walked towards the gate of the manor behind the queue.
As Wan Lin and the others walked out in line, long horns sounded from behind them, and the "whimpering" horns made the surrounding cliffs echoed in a long echo.
Wan Lin and the others did not look back, and they all walked out of the tribe's gate. They kept reminding the old patriarch last night that they would leave quietly early in the morning and not notify others in the tribe. They were just afraid of seeing this.
It was a sad parting scene, but unexpectedly, everyone in the manor gathered in the yard early to wait to see them off.
In the warm morning light, Wan Lin and the others strode out of the valley where the Scimitar Tribe is located. The old patriarch, A Bao and everyone in the tribe followed Wan Lin and his instructions last night and did not leave the tribe to send them. But Wan Lin and the others
Walking far away among the rolling mountains, the low trumpets in the manor still echoed among the mountains.
Wan Lin and the others knew in their hearts that these sentimental and righteous scimitar men were using their horns to express their gratitude and deep attachment to them. At this time, Wan Lin's face looked extremely solemn, and he really felt a burst of discomfort in his heart.
These simple scimitar men were comrades who had fought bloody battles with them, and were the saviors who had saved them from danger. At this time, he left these simple people and felt a sadness of parting in his heart.
He strode to a small weeds in front of him, then stood on the top of the green hill and turned to look back. The high mountain outside the Scimitar Tribe had blocked his sight, but
The "whimpering" horn sound was still coming faintly like a cry.
At this time, Xiaoya took Ma Min and strode up the mountain bag. The two stood beside Wan Lin and turned back to look. Xiaoya whispered: "Little sister, look at your parents' home again!" Ma Min
She nodded her head deeply, and she raised her head and looked up at the tall mountain outside the Scimitar Tribe. Two lines of tears had flowed out of her eyes, and her hands tightly grasped Wan Lin and Xiaoya's arms.
Wan Lin was straight and stared at the hillside behind motionlessly. The hillside was black and white, and the black craters seemed to be silently telling the fierce battle a few days ago. Wan Lin looked a little lonely
Turning his face, looking at the tears on Mamin's face, he whispered: "Little sister, always remember here, this is your mother's home, here are your kind and respectable grandpa, and your brave and kind families,
Never forget these kind people!”
Mamin nodded vigorously when she heard Wan Lin's words. She let go of her hands, pulling Wan Lin and Xiaoya, and suddenly fell to the top of the mountain bag, and kowtowed three respectfully in the direction of the Scimitar Tribe.
At this time, the old patriarch's ferocious golden leopard ran back from the mountains ahead with Xiaohua and Xiaobai. The big golden leopard ran to Wanlin. It grinned with its big mouth and looked up at him and shook its tail vigorously.
Wan Lin bent down slightly and gently touched its head, whispered to Xiaohua and Xiaobai who were lying on the back of the golden leopard: "Xiaohua, Xiaobai, say goodbye to your good friends, let's go home now
"He said that, he turned around and pointed to the direction of China.