"That... friend... friend." Yona raised his hands to show his palms and the staff Sela Pina, indicating that he was not carrying dangerous weapons. He stammered: "My friends, you... food, water. Transportation...do you have any friends who understand Western Continental?"
But his actions obviously caused misunderstanding. The men in white robes took a few steps back warily. Their eyes focused on the staff. The strong man in the lead shouted loudly. He pointed his finger at the face of the astrologer apprentice and shouted. His voice was short and strong. No need. Say. It is an imperative sentence expressing a command.
"What. I. I don't understand..." Jonah took a step forward in confusion. Suddenly it dawned on him: "Oh, you are looking at my staff, right? That's right. I am an astrologer's apprentice. Five Greats Guild members. Look. Astrology."
In order to prove his identity, he activated the star array on the top of the staff. A scorching light suddenly ignited in the center of the town. The men were startled and shouted wildly. The strong man immediately took out a dark and heavy Things rotated in the air, making a buzzing sound. Then the finger loosened, and the weapon flew toward the astrologer apprentice's door with a rope attached. "...Bucket." Wait until you see the weapon clearly. The true face is that Jonah can no longer dodge the attack of a flying barrel.
"boom."
The wooden bucket tied tightly with lead wire was hit squarely in the face. After experiencing the earth-shattering changes in the Ghost Bahamas and trekking alone through the desolate desert without stopping, Jonah immediately lay down on the ground with a thud without saying a word. He fainted simply and swiftly.
Of course, his body did need to rest. I don’t know how long it had passed since he was dizzy. When he finally opened his eyes slowly, he found that he was in a narrow stone room. Under him was a pile of soft hay. The hay was emitting It smells of fresh fragrance. It must have been replaced in the past few days. There is a window with iron bars on the opposite wall. The sky is full of stars outside the window. Night has fallen.
"Uh..." Yona turned over and got up. He immediately groaned and arched his body to cover his nose. The bucket of water almost broke the bridge of his nose. With a little force, two lines of nosebleeds came out. He fumbled and used two balls. He plugged his nostrils with hay, which at least temporarily stopped the bleeding. He moved his body, and his hands and feet were all intact. There were no other injuries. His deerskin bag was still hanging on his waist. Nothing was missing in it. The astrologer's apprentice suddenly touched him nervously. chest. Then he let out a long breath. The remaining pages of the prophecy book also stayed in his inner pocket. It seemed that these men did not rummage through their own things. The staff Sela Pina also quietly leaned against the wall. About Nata was overjoyed and grasped the warm handle of the staff. Only then did he feel a sense of safety.
Suddenly, the smell of food entered his nostrils. Through the starlight from the window, he saw a shabby black wooden door in the room. Two plates were stuffed under the door. One plate was filled with food, and the other was filled with food. Hot soup. "That's great." Jonah rushed over and picked up the earthenware plate. He scooped up the food with a spoon and wolfed it down. After only a few bites, he choked on the coarse wheat grains and minced meat and rolled his eyes. He quickly picked up the soup basin and made a splash. I took a few sips of the soup to get rid of the food in my throat.
In just one minute, he finished the food and soup. He licked the soup from the bottom of the plate with endless interest. He put the two plates that were too clean to be washed again on the ground. He lay down on the straw and spread out his hands and feet comfortably. His nose was blocked. It was because he felt uncomfortable. Jonah carefully pulled out the straw ball. The nosebleed stopped flowing. The feeling of smooth breathing made him sigh happily.
The physical problem has been solved. Now he can think about his situation. Jonah recalled the scene before he fainted. He felt that the locals just didn't understand his identity. It didn't seem like there was some evil person. They didn't. It was embarrassing for myself. I didn’t steal anything from him, but I was knocked unconscious by a farmer and herdsman with a wooden bucket for fetching water. The more I thought about it, the more depressing it became. “Hmph. Sneak attack… If we meet on the battlefield, we will definitely not do it. It will give you a chance to sneak attack..." Yona muttered angrily. "You must not let big mouths like Danny know about this matter. Otherwise, the entire continent will know that I lost to a bucket... "
"That's not a shame. In fact, I was knocked down by a bucket too." A voice comforted.
"Thank you." The astrologer's apprentice nodded gratefully. "...Who." His eyes widened suddenly and he jumped up. He looked around with his staff in hand. Because he was too nervous, blood spurted out from his nose again.
"Oh, oh, oh, you are bleeding, Mr. Unknown." It turned out that there was a man sitting in the shadow of the small stone house. He had not spoken since just now. He watched Jonah get up by himself, eat, and talk to himself. Finally, he couldn't help but talk. "Can you help me? Your nose is seriously injured." He stood up and offered help enthusiastically.
"No need." His ugly appearance was noticed by the other party. Jonah was ashamed and angry. He picked up two balls of hay and stuffed them into his nostrils. Unexpectedly, the blood flow was so fast this time that he flushed out the blockage. He felt dizzy and sat down on the haystack, pinching the wings of his nose in panic.
The man said in a gentle and nice voice: "This won't work. Unknown sir. If you believe me, you might as well take off your boots. Use your fingers to find the depression between the outer ankle and heel. Press it down firmly. "
"What are you talking about? Why do you have to press your feet when I have a nosebleed...and who are you? Why didn't you say anything just now?" the astrologer's apprentice pinched his nose and said angrily.
"A little magic from the East." The nice male voice replied calmly. "I'm just guessing where you are from. I hope to find a suitable language to communicate with you. I'm afraid that if I speak rashly, I will lose your trust. By the way. You can call me Asai. Nice to meet you. An unknown gentleman from St. Bollen."
"Asai. What a strange name that is..." Yona muttered. He took off the leather boot of his left foot hesitantly, and pressed his right thumb between the ankle and heel. A strange soreness and numbness emerged from there. " ...Is it here? Then what happens."
The man smiled. His white teeth shone in the starlight: "Then there is a depression on the inside of your ankle at the corresponding position. Don't doubt it. Press it with the same force. After a minute, your nosebleed will stop."
According to what he said, Jonah pressed these two places with his thumb and index finger. Strangely enough, the nosebleed that kept flowing slowly stopped. He released his fingers and wiped the blood on his face. He said in surprise: " It’s really useful. Why does pressing the feet stop nose bleeding? It’s amazing.”
"Kunlun and Taixi acupoints are used to treat nose bleeding caused by trauma. The effect will be immediate. If the internal organs are hot and the fire is too strong, causing bleeding, you need to press the Bailao point. It is here on the back of the head; if it is caused by respiratory system problems It's bleeding. I need acupuncture at three points, Xinggu, Fengchi, Shangxing, Yingxiang, and Yintang." The man gestured and said with a kind smile on his face.
Although he didn't understand what he was saying at all, Jonah had completely lost his guard. He stood up and performed a formal astrological etiquette: "I'm sorry. My attitude was not friendly enough... I am D. Jonah II. IV. Class Astrologer Apprentice. Nice to meet you...Asai."
"Hello, Mr. Jonah. Don't pay attention to my name. My real name is not easy to pronounce in the common language of the Western Continent. Please just call me this." The man with the strange name came over and stretched out his hand to shake his hand. "You are an astrologer. Emperor Isaibaink of Tochar recognized the Joint Amnesty Decree. Why were you attacked by the herdsmen of Malakanda?"
"This town is called Maracanda. I don't know why. I tried my best to explain my identity to them. Maybe it's because of the language barrier... Oh." The astrologer's apprentice suddenly woke up. He rummaged in the deerskin bag and took out one. A beautifully made badge. There are four light blue star flowers floating on the dark blue disk that symbolizes the starry sky. It is the fourth-level astrologer apprentice badge issued by the Astrologer Association. It is the only identification of members of the five major guilds walking in the world... He kept forgetting to pin the badge on his robe. No wonder the locals looked at him with doubtful eyes. "...I'm so stupid." Jonah knocked on his head. "This should be able to explain it clearly. By the way. Why were you imprisoned by them? Asai, don’t you speak the common language of the Southern Continent?"
The man sighed: "It's a long story. There is no problem with communication. But I accidentally killed one of their livestock. I had no money to compensate, so I was beaten and locked up."
"I accidentally killed an animal." Jonah felt a little strange.
"It was like that. Oops, I died accidentally." The man gestured shyly. "I didn't mean it..."
It was only then that the apprentice astrologer could clearly see the person standing opposite through the starlight. He was a very good-looking man. His clear-cut face was embedded with a pair of black eyes that looked like black dots. His eyes were always narrowed with a smile. The slit makes people feel kind and friendly; there are thin lips under the high bridge of the nose, and white teeth are exposed at the corners of the smiling mouth. His skin color is a healthy wheat color. It should be a skin color tanned by the sun. The original skin cannot be seen color; but a thick, black braid illustrates his origin. Only people from the distant eastern continent can tie their long hair into braids like this. But then again, Jonah has never heard of any man wearing braids. .I couldn’t help but look at him a few times.
The man's stature is not too tall. He is slightly taller than Jonah. His muscular body is full of energy. He wears a brown double-breasted jacket, trousers, leggings and thin leather boots. A sheath hangs from his waist. A dagger and shiny braid hanging on his shoulders. The end of the braid is tied with a ribbon braided with gold and silver threads. This is the only decoration on his body.
Braids do not make a good-looking man look less masculine. On the contrary, they add a mysterious oriental charm to him. "If you want to ask a man why he wears braids, I can only answer with the ancient customs of my hometown. That's it." There is nothing we can do." The oriental man named Asai spread his hands and responded helplessly to Jonah's gaze.