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Chapter 4: Lonely Shadow in the Cold Night, Blood and Tears

Ear seeds.

The uncle and nephew traveled to an ancient town called Kangshi. Its geographical location is very important. It is a transportation hub and an important stop on the "Ancient Tea Horse Road".

The town is a place where many ethnic groups live together. The buildings of teahouses and wine shops combine the architectural styles of various ethnic groups, with high eaves and hollow flower canals, which are antique and decorated with colorful paintings, which is exquisite.

Mingyu's eyes rested on a few men in black clothes and waist knives in the crowd of people on the street, and he couldn't help but feel shocked, "The clothes of these people are almost exactly the same as those who were following them that day."

These men in black were walking in a hurry, and there was a hint of mystery in their solemn expressions.

Mingyu withdrew his gaze and wondered secretly, "This group of men in black are not like ordinary gangsters. They may be difficult characters to deal with."



Although Ke Yue is still young, her self-awareness is gradually recovering after being tempered after being released from the mountains. In addition to being curious about all living things and the colorful world, she also likes to think quietly in the midst of chaos.

From an open space next to the bustling street, bursts of cheers and applause came, pulling Ke Yue's footsteps.

She curiously squeezed into the crowd of brightly dressed onlookers and saw clearly that it was a magic show: an old man with a white beard in exotic clothes was playing a flute. The rope in the basket in front of him slowly became hard with the sound of the flute.

It rose straight into the sky, and a boy climbed up along the rope. Finally, the rope and the boy disappeared into the clouds and mist... The crowd watching was dumbfounded.

"What a heaven-reaching spell." Mingyu couldn't help but praise it secretly.

As the sound of the flute suddenly stopped, a horrifying scene appeared, and one of the boy's arms and one leg fell from the air one after another.

With a "boom", half of the people watching the magic ran away. The bold spectators were also trembling, but there were three spectators in black in different positions, but they were extremely calm...

The rope and the boy also fell into the basket. The old man put the boy's limbs into the basket, and a miracle happened again. The boy stood up from the basket, safe and sound. After a moment of silence, the scene was filled with thunderous cheers.

"This spell seems to hide demons and ghosts..." Ke Yue whispered to her uncle Mingyu.

Just after leaving the magic scene, squeezed in the bustling crowd on the street, Ke Yue's arm was suddenly and forcefully grabbed.

Ke Yue raised her head and looked at the woman in front of her with doubtful eyes.

The woman said: "Hu'er, go home with your mother quickly. It's so hard for your mother to find you!" The woman's voice was soft, but extremely anxious. After speaking, Lihua started sobbing like rain.

The woman looked like a twenty-year-old woman, in her prime, with a delicate face, half hidden by her long black flowing hair, and a lovely face, but her eyes were wandering and unfocused.

Her slender figure is covered with a white plain skirt, with a blue flower and bird pattern embroidered on the left skirt, and a white belt about three inches wide tied with a bow.

Mingyu carefully observed the person coming and couldn't help but be shocked. Not only was this woman's essence, energy, and spirit chaotic, but also scattered and separated from her body. She must have suffered a heavy blow and was deeply saddened.

She must be a woman with a story.

But Ke Yue felt a wave of heat in her heart. She missed her mother too much. For a moment, she froze in place and looked at the woman with sympathy, her eyes sparkling with tears.

The uncle and nephew dragged the woman to a secluded place in the south of the town. Next to it was a medium-sized temple. The trees around the temple were lush and lush.

Mingyu put his hand on the woman's "Tianchi" acupoint, concentrated in silence, and used the magical power of concentration to stabilize the woman's wandering soul.

In the woman's confusing logical description, Mingyu spent nearly an hour and finally figured out the whole story——

In the past two years, the town suffered from drought. It can be said that disasters never come singly, and epidemics have appeared again, and people in the whole town are panic-stricken.

One day, five or six people dressed in soap clothes and blue trousers came to the town, claiming to be believers of the "Sect of Redemption of the World". They could pray for rain and cure diseases, but they only needed to be prayed to by the people in the town before noon every year.

Give them a pair of boys and girls to sacrifice to the great god.

The woman's dependent son Xiaohu, a boy chosen by these people to sacrifice to the great god, was abducted by the black-clad warriors of the "Sect of Redemption of the World".

"Is he the black warrior with a long sword on his waist that you see on the street?" Mingyu interjected and asked.

The woman nodded angrily.

Ke Yue is also dressed as a boy, and her height and appearance are somewhat similar to Xiao Hu's, which is why she made such an ostentatious joke.

Mingyu saw that the woman's speech was incoherent and her logic was chaotic. He took out a "Dinghun Pill" from the baggage, cut it in half with a saber, and asked her to take half of the pill.

Just after taking the medicine, the woman looked at her uncle Mingyu and asked in surprise: "Why are you here?"

"Do you know me?" Uncle Mingyu asked closely. The woman was stunned for a moment, lowered her head with a shy look, and did not answer Uncle Mingyu's question.

In fact, the moment he saw the woman, Mingyu's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, as if he had been friends for many years and seemed familiar, "Could it be that the soul recognized the other person?"

Ke Yue asked the woman's name: Jinmei.

Mingyu and the others walked to the "Yunshangrenjian" inn in the south of the town, and were thinking about settling down with Jinmei for a rest.

After Jinmei took the "Dinghun Pill", she became much calmer, and her crazy state gradually returned to normal, even though she was speechless. Her damaged essence, energy, and spirit were slowly recovering.

Suddenly, a little herder girl from the Western Regions, who was similar in age to Ke Yue, rushed out from the roadside and grabbed Jin Mei's hand. "Why are you running around? I searched half of the town. I'm so worried!"

Jinmei raised her finger and pointed at Mingyu, timidly saying, "Yes, it's them..."

Before Jin Mei finished speaking, the girl turned to stare at Mingyu and shouted sharply: "Who are you?"

Five or six shepherds walking on the street suddenly stopped and turned their heads, looking seriously.

Ke Yue hurriedly stepped forward and handed her the handkerchief, "Here, wipe your sweat first and listen to my explanation."

The girl reached out and took the handkerchief, and Ke Yue briefly told the whole story.



Ke Yue and three other people followed the little girl out of the town and came to the grassland with clear blue sky.

Looking from afar, the land is a vast expanse of fragrant grass and bright and colorful wildflowers in bloom. In the wilderness of green mountains and green waters, white tents are scattered here and there, and wisps of smoke rise from the kitchen.

The little girl's name is Gesang Lhamo, she is a very beautiful girl.

Ke Yue was very surprised by her name: Gesang means fate, and Lamu means goddess or fairy, which seems to be arranged by God.

The jade pendant she wore on her chest could also sense Gesang Lhamo's kind aura and energy.

In Gesanglam's half-familiar Chinese, Mingyu roughly understood: Jinmei was once a little princess of a Central Asian plain country. She suffered a coup by her uncle to usurp the throne. To avoid being chased by the coup makers, she lived here. Xiaohu was an abandoned child adopted by Jinmei.

Son.

The tent of Gesan Lhamo's family is relatively large, made of a rough blanket woven from yak hair. It is high in the middle and low on the sides. The floor is covered with sheepskin and cowhide mats. The cooking pot is in the center of the tent. At this time, the tent is filled with beef.

The crispy fragrance.


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