Chapter 52 Slave (2)
.He was wearing the clothes of the Mengren royal family. In other words, the woman who saved me in front of him should be a member of the Mengren royal family.
Although the Mongolians were driven out of the Great Wall by the emperor's grandfather and their vitality was severely damaged, they actually had very strong strength. Because of this, since the emperor's grandfather ascended the throne, he never forgot the threat from the northern Mongolians. He enfeoffed the sons who were the most capable of fighting in the north, just like Uncle King of Zhou, Uncle King of Dai, and my father, all guarded the key points in the north.
Fortunately, after the defeat in the Central Plains, the Meng people quickly split into two parts, the north and south. The south part was called Wasai, and the north part was called Tatar. Both of them each had their own small courts and their own emperors, just like two countries. Because of this, although the Meng people were still strong, the two separate parts often had disputes with each other, so they were unable to look south, and they often fought hard inside.
"Where is it?" I thought to myself, and saw the mischievous woman walking towards me and glanced at me, the laugher said a few words that I couldn't understand.
"You...what did you say?" After thinking about it, no matter who the other party was, I always thanked the other person for saving his life first, and said, "Did you save me? Thank you!"
The woman was stunned when she heard this, and finally said what I could understand: "So you are a Han Chinese!"
"Yes, I'm a Han Chinese. How dare I ask the lady here?"
"This is the Tielong Mountain of our Tatar tribe." The mischievous woman had been glittering in her eyes since she knew that I was a Han Chinese. She answered me casually and said, "I have heard that you Han Chinese are the most cunning. I didn't expect that I would bump into one today, but I think you seem to be no different from us Tatars!"
"So I've arrived at the Tatar!" I didn't expect that I had come to such a distance. I couldn't help but be surprised. Although the Tatars were north, they were actually on the ground west of the Tatars, and the land occupied was almost twice as large as that of the Tatars.
"It's great. I heard from my brother that the Wasat people often rob you Han people and treat them as slaves. Whoever has more Han people will be more majestic. Well... From today on, you are my slave. I will also take you, the slave, to my brothers and let them see me. I am so majestic."
The woman seemed to take it for granted when she spoke. She looked at me when she wanted to treat me as a slave, with a bit naughty and a little proud. She looked like she was probably only about sixteen years old. I really don’t know whether she understood what a slave was.
The sudden situation made my mind full of various questions for a moment. Before I could come back to my senses and speak, the woman said again: "When I saved you, you were surrounded by vultures. They seemed to be eating your flesh. I thought you were dead. I didn't expect that after I saved you, you would wake up in less than three days. It was so good."
"What?" I was a little surprised when I heard this. I didn't expect that three days had passed since I slept, which was really incredible to me. But after thinking about it, after being injured, I took Yuhuchun to hold on in the cold river for a night, and I was afraid that I had left my hands. In addition, I was overwhelmed by a long journey, and I was always in tension and anxiety, and finally planted a reason for this serious illness.
Master once said that mind is very important to a martial arts practitioner. If the mind is disturbed by external affairs and is greatly promoted, the least it will cause the skill to be reduced, and the worst will be in a state of devil. This time I have internal and external troubles, and the disease has entangled me. Fortunately, this miserable woman was saved. She was able to breathe so peacefully for three days, so that she would not be able to get rid of the corpse in the wilderness.
I looked at the scars on my hands again. It turned out that these were all good things done by vultures foraging on the grassland. I smiled bitterly and sighed: "I didn't expect that Zhu Changluo, my chance to become a delicious food in their mouths."
The woman saw that I didn't say anything, probably felt a little bored. She suddenly kicked me and asked, "What's your name?" Without waiting for my answer, she waved her hand again and said, "Forget it, don't use your name before. Since you have become my slave, let me choose the name! Well... Okay, just call it Tiele, what a nice name." After that, the woman bent down and touched my head, as if she was touching the head of her pet, then smiled, left a sentence "You should recover from your injuries," and turned around and left the tent.
After she left, my heart immediately followed one after another, such as who was from the Tatar royal family, where did the Jinghua Sect go, and what happened to Yuhuchun now... I thought about these questions for a long time, but there was no answer.
"Seizing the moment, this is the most important thing!" This time, it was an adventure for me, and it made me understand that many things in the world, perhaps because I wandered around the concern of life and death, and I could also abandon many moral ethics that I could not let go of in the past.
Let go of everything, and in the next few days, I was fully focused on recuperating my injuries. Perhaps because I was much more relaxed, not only did my internal strength recover extremely quickly, but my body was getting better day by day. It seemed that every time I was in the verge of life and death, my internal strength cultivation could improve, and this time it was also an exception. I strongly felt that it was much higher than before.
I lived in the tent safely. On weekdays, except for the Tatar royal women who would come by chance a few times, and then leave with satisfaction after seeing my injuries, there was only the Mongolian woman serving me. The Mongolian woman didn't know how to speak Chinese, and she could only communicate with me with simple Mongolian language with gestures. After several days of continuous study, I finally learned a few simple Mongolian words. So, I learned that her name was Harimu.
A few days later, I walked out of the tent alone and saw clearly this blue sky and green space for the first time. One yurt after another was continuous in this simple world. Although I had never heard of what the Tielong Mountain was like, I also knew that this was definitely a great settlement for the Tatars.
I was wearing a man-made dress and dressed like an ordinary person. I walked slowly on the grass. As I walked, I saw a group of young man-made people falling apart not far away. The cheering and cheering loudly. It seemed that the two people on the field should be extremely exciting, so I couldn't help but walk closer.
In my eyes, the two people who were biting were not necessarily powerful, but both of them were strong and looked very strong. The most prominent thing was that their lower plates were very stable, and when they were fighting each other, it was really hard to distinguish Xuanyuan.
I don't know that their kung fu would get so many colorful sounds. If I were to go up, I would have at least ten moves that could bring the other party down. Both of them tried to throw the other party down with ruthlessness, and they used all their brute force, and they didn't think about any clever kung fu or leverage the force to make the force. Perhaps this is the fashion of wrestling in the man.
Suddenly, the two men let out a loud shout almost at the same time, and then both pulled each other's arms hard, and two "clogs" sounds were heard. The hands of the two men's men drooped softly. Perhaps the previous force caused both of their arms to dislocate.
Sweat as big as soybeans emerged very quickly on the foreheads of the two of them. They were so tough that they didn't even make a fool of themselves. They just stared at each other, looking like they didn't accept each other. In the eyes of the onlookers, everyone stopped their previous applause and cheers and were stunned.
Suddenly, I don’t know who screamed, and then I heard the man say a few words of Mongolian. Although I couldn’t understand what the man was talking about, because I had been sick for so long these days, I learned the word “doctor” from Harimu, so I thought that the man said he wanted them to see the doctor.
After hearing this, the two men on Yang seemed to have not heard of it, and they still stared at each other fiercely. Perhaps because of the pain, their faces had pale colors.
Seeing them like this, I felt amused by their stubbornness and admired their toughness. I couldn't help but walk forward, checked the wounds of the two people, and immediately clicked the numb holes on their hands to reduce their pain slightly.
Perhaps because my acupointing skills were effective, the two men's faces quickly showed a relaxed look on their faces. Then they looked at me with surprise, as if they admired why I only clicked on them, which would make them less painful.
I smiled slightly, and was about to tie the bones of the man with many small braids, the man suddenly shrank, pointed to the bald man in front of me and said a long sentence. Before I could figure out what he meant, the bald man on the other side waved his hand first, and then pointed at the man with braids at me.
In this way, the two men began to speak in a silence. After less than a few words, they turned red again, as if they wanted to fight.
I thought about it and finally understood what they meant. They probably wanted me to put the other party first to show that I could hold on to it more than the other party. For this kind of Yanghan who can be killed with two peaches, I had to use some clever methods to calm them down.
Chapter completed!