Holding Pei Tong in his arms, Duan Xingchang turned back to look at Shen Yuyun: "Uncle, I'm going back to listen to Miss Pei Tong singing. I can't refuse the kindness of a beauty, so I won't say goodbye!" After saying that, there was another burst of laughter. , took the person in his arms and left.
The moment the two of them turned around, Pei Tong quietly turned back to look at Shen Yuyun, with a deep misunderstanding in her watery eyes.
Yan Yan and Hua Chang also looked at Shen Yuyun at the same time.
They naturally knew that Pei Tong did this deliberately to show Shen Yuyun.
What she wants is Shen Yuyun's attitude.
However, Shen Yuyun always looked as usual and his eyes were calm, as if he didn't know Pei Tong.
Yan Yan raised her eyebrows and was about to speak when she realized that there was another person standing in front of her. He came here with Duan Xingchang to raise Queren.
This man was dressed in black robes. He was standing in the night not far away and could easily be ignored, so Yan Yan almost didn't see him just now.
As if feeling Yan Yan's gaze coming towards him, the man who raised the oak tree also raised his head.
Yan Yan saw a pair of bright eyes from under the black hood.
The person who raised the oak tree also saw Yan Yan’s gaze.
Yan Yan's eyes were clear and clear, and the eyes he looked at were calm and calm, not distinguishing between joy and anger.
From these eyes, the farmer did not see the immaturity or arrogance that a woman of this age should have, but instead had the grace and peace of a person who was born to be a superior person.
Yan Yan didn't need to say anything, he just looked over with his eyes as dark as stars. The original uneasiness and hesitation in the heart of the farmer was immediately completely relieved.
His heart was already in turmoil, but his eyes were as calm as a flat lake.
The oak keeper clasped his left hand on Yan Yan's chest, bowed respectfully to a foreigner, turned around and left.
Yan Yan looked at the back of the oak farmer, reached out and picked up a bunch of raw meat and continued to roast it on the fire.
While turning the meat skewers, she asked casually: "What is the origin of this oak farmer?"
Hua Chang put down the wine pot and picked up a piece of rolled firewood back to the fire: "His name is Ba Khanna. He is a member of the Yecha tribe. He makes a living by raising black oak spirits."
Yan Yan was somewhat interested and asked, "Why would he follow Mr. Duan?"
Hua Chang: "It seems that Duan Xingchang was lucky. On his business trip, he accidentally rescued a traveling merchant from the Western Continent. The merchant was in trouble, his belongings and all the accompanying men were gone, and only Ba Khanna was left. In order to go back, the merchant So I sold Bahanna to Duan Xingchang. It only cost ten taels of gold and he changed it to an oak farmer. It was too cheap for Duan Xingzi!"
There was obvious envy, jealousy and hatred in Hua Chang's words.
The kebabs in Yanyan's hands had been grilled until browned. She divided half of them between Xiaolingdang and Deng Wenming, and handed the rest to Shen Yuyun and Hua Chang: "Where did Bahan learn how to grow oak trees?"
Shen Yuyun swallowed the meat in his mouth, took a sip of tea, and explained: "In the Western Continent, there is a country called Sudu Shiruo. There are still primitive Yecha people living in this country. According to rumors, the Yecha people can smell The smell of the undead. The dying undead are the main food of the black oak spirit. Therefore, the Yecha tribe has passed down the method of raising the black oak spirit."
Hua Chang added: "The Yecha tribe should have a special bloodline. Only the Yecha tribe can raise black oak spirits. Others raise black oak spirits. Either they cannot be hatched or the black oak spirits backfire. But I heard that it seems that the Yecha tribe Not everyone can raise black oak essence."
Shen Yuyun nodded: "Yes, I heard that only the Yecha tribe with a strong sense of the underworld can raise oak trees. If everyone in the Yecha tribe can raise oak trees, they will not be captured and sold as lowly slaves by the human race."
Yanyan was surprised: "Are the Yecha tribe very backward?"
From the history she knew, usually only races with poor civilization and economic backwardness would be sold as slaves, such as the primitive Indians.
Shen Yuyun nodded: "Very few people in the Eastern Continent have set foot in Sudu Shiruo Country, and no one has seen it with their own eyes. However, I have read records about this place. It is indeed extremely difficult for the Yecha people to survive. This nation does not know how to cultivate plants, and it is difficult for them to survive. There are basically no written records, and even the way they raise oak trees is not recorded at all. It is completely an innate skill."
"Because of their special natural abilities, they were regarded as monsters by the human race and were driven deep into the mountains and forests, where their living conditions were extremely harsh. Only a few Yecha people who were born with the ability to raise oak trees were taken out of the mountains by the human race and used their ability to raise oak trees. By paying them according to their skills, these oak farmers will have the ability to support their families."
Yanyan thought for a while and asked, "Does Bahan have any family members?"
Hua Chang nodded: "Yes, I once asked him. He is married in the clan and has a son."
"His family is still in Sudu Shiruo country?" Yan Yan then asked.
Shen Yuyun shook his head: "I heard that Ba Khanna's wife and children seemed to have been taken out by him. As for where his family lives now, he doesn't seem to want to say."
Yan Yan said nothing.
Bi Cheng brought dinner to several people. After everyone had eaten, they prepared to go back to their cars and rest.
Hua Chang returned to his caravan.
When Shen Yuyun and Yan Yan were walking to their respective carriages, they suddenly heard the melodious sound of pipa playing from the caravan camp opposite, mixed with the loud shouts and jokes of the caravan guards.
Yan Yan glanced at the caravan over there, then turned to look at Shen Yuyun: "Miss Peitong can't let you go. If you had said something just now, she wouldn't have gone over to sing."
Shen Yuyun had no expression on his face: "She is free to do what she wants, and I have nothing to do with her." After saying that, he stepped towards his carriage.
Yan Yan curled his lips.
As expected, you can only talk about morality and not feelings with such a straight man. You can’t afford to be hurt!
Yan Yan had just entered the sedan and was about to change his clothes and practice, when he heard a noise outside, followed by the sound of footsteps approaching.
Yan Yan quickly arranged her clothes, and Bi Cheng's voice came from outside the car curtain: "Master, that bacon was crying and said he wanted to see you."
Yan Yan: "Which bacon is crying?"
Bi Cheng paused and chuckled: "The one that was beaten down by the apprentice and hung up by the master tonight."
Yanyan pulled her lips together and smiled.
She knew that even a tough man wouldn't be able to survive a whole night in that position.
"What did the bacon say?" Yan Yan said as he tied up his long hair that had almost reached his hips and tied it into a big loose ball on the top of his head.
Bi Cheng: "He kept crying there, saying that as long as Master lets him down, he can do anything he wants!"
Yan Yan opened the curtain and ordered: "Bring him here."
Bi Cheng agreed and led the people towards the forest.
After a moment, Meng Yuan came over with several bodyguards on night duty carrying him.
Meng Yuan hung there for an hour, all the muscles in his body were twitching, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't even stand, let alone walk.
He was thrown in front of Yan Yan's sedan, his face covered with snot and tears, and the man's nose was swollen from crying.
"My boss, I was wrong... Wuwuwu... Boss, I don't dare to do it anymore... Wuwuwu... Boss, just please spare me... Wuwuwu, Boss, I can do whatever you want..." Woo woo woo”