Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1865 Token
"The one who inherited this sword?"

The man narrowed his eyes, "Who is it?"

Ying Baoyue hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should tell the truth.This manu spoke to her in Xirong language, and he seemed to have no flaws. He was a native Xirong slave.

But she guessed that he, like Du Ziqing, was from the Great Wall, and judging from his condition, he had been in Xirong for a long time.

Li Ji is the new owner of the Juque Sword. It is nothing new in the Great Wall. The well-informed Xirong practitioners should know about it after a little inquiring. road.

"It's Zhaohua Lord Li Ji."

Manu's eyes froze for a moment, "Li Ji?"

His eyes seemed to be asking who this person was.

Ying Baoyue's heart was full of ups and downs. Li Ji had been famous on the Shanhai Continent for at least seven or eight years, but this man didn't know about it, which meant that the connection between this person and the Central Plains should have been severed for at least that long. .

She said softly, "Li Ji is the adopted son of the Eastern Wu State Teacher."

"Yoshiko?"

The man's eyes suddenly became far-reaching, and he was fixed on the sword in her arms, "What's the relationship between you and that adopted son?"

Is there any taboo about the Juque sword, that it cannot be lent to others?

Ying Baoyue murmured in her heart, and said softly, "We are friends."

"friend?"

The man's eyes under the messy hair were extremely deep, "Then who are you?"

Murong Heng was lying on the ground listening to the conversation between the two. Hearing this, he became nervous. He didn't know who this inexplicable man slave was, but he could feel that this person's identity was not simple. His true identity was leaked out.

"I……"

Ying Baoyue looked into this person's dark but unfamiliar eyes, thought for a while and said, "My name is Mingyue."

bright moon?

Murong Heng was startled, what is this called?An alias that Ying Baoyue suddenly thought of?
"Moon?"

The eyes of Manu lying on the ground flickered, and he stared closely at her eyes.

"Where are you the moon from?"

There were too many things hidden in his eyes, Ying Baoyue was staring at him, and suddenly spoke.

"The desert is as sandy as snow."

Hearing that Ying Baoyue actually changed to Central Plains dialect, Murong Heng's heart skipped a beat and he was so frightened that he couldn't understand.

But before he could react, another male voice rang in his ear.

The man lying on the ground looked into Ying Baoyue's eyes, "The moon in Yanshan is like a hook."

He also spoke the Central Plains dialect.

Unlike Du Ziqing, this person's pronunciation was correct and round, and he was not affected by the accent of the Xirong dialect at all.

Murong Heng's whole body was stiff, he couldn't believe his ears, this Manu was also from the Central Plains?
But why did he suddenly reveal his identity?

"The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan is like a hook."

Ying Baoyue controlled her breathing, fixedly looked into the eyes of the man not far away, and said softly, "Yes, I am the moon above Yanshan Mountain."

And he is the one waiting under Yanshan Mountain.

What she just said is one of the few code words she knows that can contact Daqin's secret pile.

Ying Baoyue looked at Ma Nu, who was so close at hand, he couldn't believe that he would have such good luck.She would actually meet Daqin's hidden stake in this place, and this person happened to be the hidden stake that she knew the code word to be able to contact.

At the beginning, Master told her very few code words, and did not tell her how to find these people in detail. He only asked her to remember these words, and saying these code words would help her in the future.

"Master, even if I get to Xirong, how do I know, who should I talk to about this?"

"You don't need to go find these people."

Facing her question, Lin Shubai just patted her on the head and smiled, "They will find you."

"Although you don't know them, they know you."

To be honest, Ying Baoyue was somewhat skeptical about this answer in her previous life.Finding someone on the huge Xirong Grassland is equivalent to finding a needle in a haystack. Why can Lin Shubai be sure that those people will survive and find her?

But now thinking of this conversation, Ying Baoyue only feels palpitations.

She just tried it by accident, but she didn't expect to meet the right master.

It has been ten years since the master told her this code word, and she had changed her skin, but this man slave accurately answered the code word.

Is this a coincidence?
Or was she just lucky?
"you……"

Looking at the man lying on the ground, Ying Baoyue wanted to ask something, but at this moment the laughter from the next door stopped, and footsteps came from outside the tent.

That Xirong cavalry is coming back!

Ying Baoyue suddenly became nervous, and at this moment, the man slave took out a bunch of tinkling things from his arms and stuffed them into her arms, then rolled suddenly, and rolled back to the corner of the tent.

Murong Heng turned around abruptly, and wrapped the sheepskin around their heads again.

"Hey, old man, are you dead?"

The tent door was thrown open, and the Xirong cavalryman strode in striding in with more than a dozen smooth furs on his body. He glanced at the horse slave lying in the corner of the tent, and whipped up.

Through the gap in the sheepskin, Ying Baoyue watched the man's body twitch and turned over on his back.

"He's not dead," the Xirong cavalryman kicked him, "Your life is really hard enough, why don't you let me lead the horse!"

Manu got up from the ground tremblingly, his eyes were covered by his messy hair, Ying Baoyue couldn't see his expression, the man hunched over and followed the Xirong cavalry out of the tent, leaving only a few bloody footprints on the ground.

Ying Baoyue stared at those few footprints, her chest seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't breathe.

At the same time, many doubts also appeared in her mind.

Even though she tried her best to hide her realm, this person could still see that she was a lower level, which meant that his realm was probably higher than hers.

She is already in the fourth rank, so that means...

This person is likely to be a Tier [-] Tian Tier.

But with a heavenly physique, the wounds on his body would heal immediately. How did this man pretend to be an ordinary person in front of this Xirong cavalryman?
Outside the tent came the sound of Xirong cavalry mounting their horses.

The sound of beating the horse away became farther and farther away. Du Ziqing opened the tent door, came in and glanced at the two people on the floor, "They're gone."

"call!"

Murong Heng threw off the sheepskin and sat up abruptly, panting like a drowning person.

"It scares you." Du Ziqing glanced at him and said calmly, "Nothing."

Being ridiculed like this, Murong Heng didn't speak back.He raised his head to look at Du Ziqing, who was smelling of alcohol, by the tent door. Sang Lan followed behind him, her eyes were red, and she seemed to have cried a lot.

Thinking of the furs and contented expressions worn by the Xirong cavalrymen when they left, Murong Heng said guiltily, "Senior, I let you spend money."

The Du family lived impoverished in this bitter cold place. Those furs were Du Ziqing's savings for many years, and they were going to be left to Wu Enqi in the future and used to deal with the disaster years. But now, in order to protect her and Ying Baoyue, they have been looted. .

"It's okay," Du Ziqing said calmly, "This account is on your head. If you recover your identity, remember to pay me."

Murong Heng smiled wryly, "Of course, this junior knows."

At this time, Ying Baoyue also sat up from the floor. Du Ziqing glanced over and suddenly saw the string of things she was holding in her hand.

The man's vision sharpened suddenly.

"Who gave this to you?"

　"The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan is like a hook." -- Tang Lihe "23 Horse Poems Part Five"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)