Zhang Xiaowu shook his head and smiled bitterly. He didn't like eating raw beef. Aye Gulangtai continued: "Niu Hong, you said you saw the Beiyi people. How did you avoid their cavalry? As far as I know, the Beiyi people
Although there are not many cavalry, they are indeed very powerful."
"Have you ever fought against each other?"
"Yes, we often fight against each other. If it weren't for this war, we would never be able to stand with them. Our people have suffered their losses. They are very good at hiding and have ambushed us many times. But we also let them
After suffering a big loss, we can consider each other to be victorious."
Zhang Xiaowu said with a smile: "So you think I can't hide from their cavalry? Then you underestimate me. I am an envoy, and I am also a general. Have you forgotten that I am a city lord? You are the lord of Tucheng,
I am the lord of Mucheng."
"Are you great?" Assuntai suddenly asked.
"Do you want to compete with me?" Zhang Xiaowu stood up and was eager to give it a try. Asongtai said: "Come on, let's compete in wrestling." Everyone started to cheer, and the two immediately came to the center to prepare to accumulate strength. Although Zhang Xiaowu shouted
have to
A little too much, but he was young, and the smell of alcohol dissipated quickly. On the contrary, Assuntai's steps were a little chaotic. When he rushed up, Zhang Xiaowu dodged, and then slashed Assuntai on the back of his neck with a hand knife, directly killing Assuntai.
Songtai was knocked unconscious.
Everyone was shocked again. Bai Hao hurriedly said: "Sir, hitting is not allowed in Mohe's wrestling." Zhang Xiaowu quickly apologized to everyone, saying that he did not understand the rules of wrestling. Ayegulangtai laughed and asked people to splash water to wake him up.
He looked at Assuntai and said: "Assuntai can't beat you. The moment you punched, I didn't see clearly. How many punches did you throw? Three punches?"
Doesn't everyone think there is only one punch?
Zhang Xiaowu said: "Five punches, Asongtai is too strong, his neck is thicker than his head, so I threw five punches."
Zhang Xiaowu once again won respect with his strength. Ayegu Langtai toasted and said that he often goes to Youzhou in the Central Plains, but compared with Zhang Xiaowu, they are simply the difference between hyenas and lions. If people in the Central Plains are like Zhang Xiaowu, then the whole world will be
of the Holy Han Empire.
Zhang Xiaowu also said: "Before I came into contact with you, the legend I heard about Mohe was that you eat human flesh and wear animal skins, and are inhuman and ruthless. But after I came into contact with you, I discovered that you are simple-minded and free-spirited and straightforward.
, you are straightforward in what you say and do, without beating around the bush. I like your character very much."
Ayegu Langtai laughed: "I also like your character. I don't believe in the Central Plains Royal Court, but I believe in you."
The banquet lasted until everyone was drunk. Zhang Xiaowu insisted on being conscious, but his body and limbs were uncontrollable, and he walked unsteadily. He was helped by soldiers and carried to the tent. The wind was biting outside the tent, but inside the tent there was
It was very warm because of the heated kang, and I even felt a little warm when lying on it.
Zhang Xiaowu always thought that Jiu'er had died a long time ago, and even gradually forgot Jiu'er's existence in his memory. But today he experienced life and death, great sorrow and great joy. He never even thought that he would succeed in negotiating with Mohe and sleep in the warmth.
In his tent, he would have a meal of beef and drink two cans of strong liquor.
Two cans of strong liquor, but I didn't get drunk, but sustained myself.
The Mohe people were so generous that they didn't arrange any guards for him. Zhang Xiaowu had to urinate urgently. He went out to pee and felt much better. When he returned to the tent, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. There was someone inside.
He clenched his fists and suddenly opened the tent door. He couldn't see anything in the dark tent, but he heard breathing inside, so he asked: "Who is it?"
"Sir, it's me, Bai Hao."
Hearing that it was Bai Hao's voice, Zhang Xiaowu felt relieved and scolded with a smile: "You guy, why did you sneak into my tent? Let me tell you, I'm not used to sleeping with men."
Bai Hao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said: "You come in first, I have something to say."
Zhang Xiaowu entered the tent and sat on the fire bed. He smelled a strange fragrance and couldn't help but said, "What does it smell like?"
Bai Hao said: "Sir, behind me is the Mountain Fairy."
"Jiu'er!" Zhang Xiaowu was pleasantly surprised, but he couldn't see anything clearly in the dark tent, so he hurriedly asked: "Where is it?"
Bai Hao said: "The Mountain Fairy is right behind me. She has something to ask you. Since she doesn't understand Chinese, I can only be her interpreter."
Zhang Xiaowu was puzzled by Jiu'er's sudden inability to speak Chinese. After all, her logical thinking from childhood to adulthood was all implemented in Chinese. This is equivalent to a program written in Java, then crashing, and then later finding that it suddenly became
Written in C, where does this make sense? Memory points
There are four types of memory, namely image memory, emotional memory, logical memory and action memory. Judging from simple contact, Jiu'er has almost forgotten all other memories except action memory. She is like a baby learning to talk.
Everything now is learned from the Witch Queen.
"How should I explain?" Zhang Xiaowu felt troubled, and he said, "What does she want to ask, then let her ask."
The Shanling Fairy whispered something Mohe behind Bai Hao, and Bai Hao conveyed: "What does Brother Xiao Wu mean?"
"Brother Xiaowu is my name."
Shanling Fairy fell silent for a long time before asking: "Do we know each other?"
Zhang Xiaowu said: "Of course we know each other."
"who I am?"
"Your name is Yin Jiuer, and you are my wife."
Bai Hao was shocked and did not convey the message for a long time. Zhang Xiaowu became impatient and ordered: "Tell her."
Bai Hao said in a trembling voice: "Sir, you can't talk nonsense. This is blaspheming the mountain spirit fairy."
Zhang Xiaowu said: "Tell her that she is my wife, Yin Jiuer, and I am his husband. She has always called me brother Xiaowu."
Bai Hao had no choice but to convey Zhang Xiaowu's words truthfully, while Jiu'er didn't seem shocked, but remained silent for a longer period of time. After a while, the Shanling Fairy asked: "How do you prove that you are my husband?"
Zhang Xiaowu smiled helplessly, spread his hands and said, "How can I prove it? I can't prove it either. After all, it was only ten days from the time we got married to the time you committed suicide by throwing yourself into the river, and we were only together for ten days."
After another period of silence, Shanling Fairy stood up and prepared to leave. When she passed by Zhang Xiaowu, Zhang Xiaowu grabbed her hand.
Shanling Fairy planned to break away, but a familiar feeling suddenly came over her. Her body trembled, she stopped, and turned to face the Central Plains man who claimed to be her husband. Her mind was in chaos, and there seemed to be something wrong.
Some memories came out, but were suppressed, so that her head suddenly started to hurt. It seemed that it was a very painful memory, and the memories were full of darkness and whirlpools. She couldn't help but rub her head, suppressing it.
Severe pain and an indescribable feeling of hopelessness and fear.