"Has Jin Xian told you before that you think there is something wrong with Jin Xiange?"
After listening to Lang Yuerong talk about missing her sister, Xiaolan and Jasmine did not forget about business and quickly brought the topic back.
"Problem?" Lang Yuerong didn't understand, "What kind of problem is it?"
The two repeated Meili's description of Jin Xiange.
"I've never heard of it..." Lang Yuerong frowned.
"Then let's go ask others," Jasmine said and stood up, "Where has Chief Langhui gone? When will he be back?"
"My father should be talking to the elders of other tribes now. Do you want to leave?" Lang Yuerong also stood up, her frail body had not recovered yet, and she shook a few times.
Xiaolan and Jasmine looked at each other, feeling uneasy.
"Where do they usually talk about things?"
"Not necessarily," Lang Yuerong lowered his head. "Disasters may happen at any time these days. My father is also very worried. He doesn't dare to show other emotions in front of outsiders."
Lang Yuerong's voice became lower and lower, making the two of them feel more and more unsure.
"Yue Rong," Jasmine stretched her neck to look at Long Yuerong's face, "You won't do anything stupid, right?"
Lang Yuerong was silent.
this……
What should we do if the child loses control of his hind legs and hangs himself again as soon as they walk off with his front legs?
Could it be that... I can't leave?
Xiaolan and Jasmine moved their steps awkwardly.
"Master Jin Xian, aren't you leaving?" Lang Yuerong still didn't raise his head.
"Let's... stay and chat," Xiaolan still couldn't hold it back and sat back on the futon, "Let's wait here for Patriarch Langhui to come back."
Jasmine obviously had the same idea.
Lang Yuerong finally raised her head, a hint of joy flashing in her eyes.
Joy hidden under layers of sorrow.
Xiaolan took advantage of Lang Yuerong to get up and make tea for the two of them, and sighed.
Being accompanied by several peers is the greatest happiness that Lang Yuerong can experience at this moment.
The three of them chatted and chatted, and the sky gradually became dark. Lang Yuerong's frown finally relaxed. At this time, there was the sound of footsteps downstairs, and the sorrow quickly crawled back into her eyes.
"Dad is back." Her voice suddenly dropped.
"Yue Rong..." A strong male voice sounded from downstairs at the same time, "Yue Rong... Lord Jin Xian?"
Under the dim candlelight, Patriarch Langhui looked much older. He poked his head in from outside the square hole, looked at Jasmine, and then at Xiaolan, his eyes full of confusion.
"Dad, Lord Jin Xian is here to talk to you." Lang Yuerong replied hastily, then turned around and walked to her little bed, turned her back to them, lay down on her side, and stopped talking.
"This child..." Patriarch Langhui glanced at his daughter's back, then turned his attention to them, "Lord Jin Xian, come down and chat."
When Xiaolan was the last one to climb downstairs, she saw Lang Yuerong's back moving, but in the end he still didn't turn around.
"Master Jinxian, what's going on?" Chief Langhui's voice was also a little hoarse.
"We just want to ask you, Jin Xian, did you ever mention Jin Xian Ge to the villagers?" Jasmine asked.
"It is said that the Jin Xian Ge was a treasure left in the river after the first disaster," recalled the chief of the Langhui tribe. "I was not the chief of the tribe at that time, so I don't know how it happened, but I know
These treasures are a pair, one from my Lang family and one from the Mai family. After having the Golden Xian Lei, the two clans... just used it to fight."
It's pretty much the same as what Meri said.
"What we mean is, did the previous Jin Xian talk about how he felt when using it?"
Patriarch Langhui shook his head in confusion, "What do you want to say, Lord Jin Xian?"
"No one has told you whether this Jin Xian Ge is easy to use? Have there been any... problems?"
Patriarch Langhui became increasingly confused.
"Is there something wrong with our Jin Xiange?"
What's going on?
Is it only this year that Jin Xiange seems to be ill and cannot be used properly?
Or...it would only be like this in Merry's hands?
The two of them were speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.
You really should confirm before going out...
"Does Lord Jin Xian have anything else to do?"
The two looked at each other and could only shake their heads.
It took me a day to get out, but I didn't get any information.
"No need to send it away."
When the two of them went out, Jasmine hurriedly stopped the Langhui clan leader who was about to send them away.
"How can that be done? It's getting late, and the moon has been full in recent days. There's no one on the road, and there's still..."
"There's really no need to come out, Chief Langhui," Xiaolan said hesitantly, "You...you should spend more time with Yuerong, she needs you, she needs you to spend more time with her, really..."
While Patriarch Langhui was in a daze, the two put on their hoods and quickly walked down the bamboo ladder and disappeared into the darkness.
"I wonder if there will be any harvest from Meili." Xiaolan said.
Jasmine sighed, "She will definitely blame us for not practicing."
It was already dark. The two of them came back through the darkness and saw that the tribesmen beside the tent were still patrolling. At the far end, the tent of Jin Xian of the Mai clan also looked the same.
"Sir Jin Xian." A middle-aged man nodded to the two of them.
"Thank you for your hard work," Xiaolan blinked and asked in a low voice, "Has the other Lord Jin Xian come out to look for us?"
The man looked back at the tent, then turned his head again, "The other Lord Jin Xian hasn't come back yet."
"Not back yet?"
Xiaolan and Jasmine looked at each other and ran towards the tent together.
Sure enough, the tent was still the same as when they left.
There is no sign of Meili.
"What's going on?" Jasmine's voice sounded a little panicked.
Xiaolan opened her mouth, "Could it be..."
Outside the tent, there was suddenly some commotion.
The two of them poked their heads out and saw the patrolling tribesmen standing beside the tent, looking towards the territory of Jin Xian of the Mai clan.
"Lord Jin Xian..." One person nodded to them.
"What's wrong?"
"Lord Jin Xian, look over there," the man pointed forward, "But don't worry, Lord Jin Xian, we will never let people from the Mai clan hurt you."
In the empty and dark camp, a dark shadow is approaching.
"Is it Meili?" Jasmine hurriedly leaned out.
The man was still walking forward, and the bonfire near the tent finally revealed the man's appearance.
It was a girl wearing modern clothes like them, but that person was not Meili. On the contrary, the girl was holding a limp body in her hands. As soon as they saw the clothes, Xiaolan and Jasmine recognized it. That was
Meri.
"Who is that person?" When Jasmine asked, the tribesmen stood up and stopped in front of her, questioning the girl loudly.
"Who?"
The girl has reached the edge of the tent.
Xiaolan and Jasmine came out and looked at her across the tribe.
"Are you Jin Xian?" the girl asked, her voice cold.
Before the two of them could answer, the girl snorted and put Meri directly on the ground.