Chitose words

Chapter 458 Zhuonan
After a while, the wolves whined and fled with their tails between their legs, disappearing into the mountains in an instant.

Only a dozen dead wolf carcasses were left scattered on the ground.

Xie Zhao shook his head slightly helplessly and sighed.

"It's true that 'you won't shed tears until you see the coffin', why do you have to wait until most of your companions are dead before you retreat?
There are many wild animals in the mountains and there is no shortage of food, so why bother staring at these light bones with only a few ounces of meat. "

After she finished speaking, she coughed slightly.

Although the wind and cold last night were suppressed by the medicine and a ray of internal energy, there were still some residual symptoms.

Sleeping in the open in Jiuwei Mountain tonight, the wind was blowing hard at night, and the mountain wind was inevitably blowing, and Wei Wei started to cough a little again.

Xie Zhao smiled bitterly.

There was a time when she was as strong as a calf. Not to mention being hungry and cold, she could be stabbed with axes without much pain.

It's really embarrassing to be thrown back to grandma's house now. The cold wind makes my teeth chatter and my hands and feet feel cold.

I remember back then, when she was in Kunling Snow Mountain, which was extremely cold all year round, she would wear a single coat and walk in the ice and snow in the snowstorm.

Forget it, forget about the bravery of a good man.

It is said that if a person starts to recall and talk about his past, it means that he is really getting old.

Why is it that Xie Zhao, who is only in her prime now, is already showing signs of aging?

This is not okay, stop it, stop it.

Could it be that she had been poisoned by the "sad flower and hurt the moon" and she actually turned into a person who was sad for the flower and hurt the moon?
Xie Zhao quickly shook his head, trying to shake the water out of his head.

It's not like her to be so sour and sour.

Xie Zhao didn't pay attention to the wolf corpse on the ground. She just returned to the previous cave and sat on the big rock next to the bonfire.

After a few breaths, she suddenly chuckled again and said in Hanyong dialect of the Northern Dynasty:
"Your Excellency has been watching the excitement for a long time. It's windy and cold in the mountains at night. It's best not to catch a cold. Why don't you come in and warm up by the fire together?"

The sound of wind in the mountains at night is like a sad song that is sometimes gentle and sometimes high-pitched.

The howling of the wind blows in the mountains and trees, forming a unique and vast rhythm.

At this time, the shadows of trees in the mountains are stacked, and the sound of the mountain wind is mixed with the whine of a few wolves that are gradually moving away.

But it was hard to hear other voices.

Just a moment after Xie Zhao finished speaking, a tall figure dressed in shabby Hanyong traditional clothing from the Northern Dynasty jumped out from the shadow of the trees.

His facial features were obscured by the shade under the tree canopy, and the moonlight could not shine at all, making it difficult to see clearly.

In such a dark night, his figure was like a tall mountain. Standing at the end of the rugged mountain wall, he looked really scary.

The man spoke back, and his voice was like a ray of cold spring, with a hint of coldness and arrogance that could not be compared to human fireworks.

"Looking at your face, are you from the Southern Dynasties? In such a season, going into Jiuwei Mountain alone at night can be regarded as a warrior.

However, I wonder if you dare to go deep into the interior of our Northern Dynasty when the two armies are fighting. Is it because you are a skilled person who is brave, or because you are born without fear of death? "

The man gradually approached, and Xie Zhao finally saw his face clearly over the bonfire.

This exceptionally tall man was more than half a head taller than Xie Zhao.

But he is tall but not strong. He has an extremely handsome face, with deep features and dark brown pupils in his eyes.

Through the firelight, there was actually a faint hint of gold.

The sharp edge at the end of his eyes was very sharp, and one glance at him revealed that he was obviously not a character that was easy to look at or fool.

Xie Zhao withdrew his scrutinizing eyes, smiled calmly, and said:
"If it is very dangerous to go deep into Jiuwei Mountain in late autumn, isn't that the same for you?

It is said that Jiuwei Mountain has been uninhabited for a long time, and even the Hanyong people of the Northern Dynasties rarely enter the mountain during seasons other than summer. "

She spoke fluently in the Hanyong dialect of the Northern Dynasty and spoke loudly to Da Dao: "Furthermore, who said that I am from the Southern Dynasties? The land in the extreme south of the Arruo Grassland is adjacent to Langya Pass in Tianchen of the Southern Dynasty. For thousands of years, we, Hanyong, have Warriors from generation to generation have had the habit of robbing the "two-legged sheep" slaves of the Southern Dynasties.

Although both of my parents were born and raised in the Northern Dynasties, it is not known that my ancestors may have blood from the Southern Dynasties. "

The man looked at her for a moment, then nodded and replied in Hanyong dialect of the Northern Dynasty:
"No wonder, let me just say it, women from the Southern Dynasties could not have such valiant skills and posture.

You are tall and slender, and you are taller than ordinary Hanyong women. It turns out that you are a Northern Dynasty woman with Southern Dynasty blood in your ancestors. "

Xie Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly, nodded gently with a smile, and continued to lie without paying for his life:
"Yes, I chose to go into the mountains at this time because my family is poor. If we go into the mountains in the summer, there will be too many people gathering ginseng and hunting game, and the wild animals have not yet gained weight in the summer.

Now in late autumn, although the mountains are cold and dangerous, many wild animals have gained enough autumn fat. If we can hunt a few back, it will be a worthwhile trip.

It's just that the young master's dress, speech and behavior don't look like those of a poor family. How could he go into the mountains alone at this time? "

The man from the north frowned slightly, seeming a little distressed.

"I lost my way with my family, so I had no choice but to spend the night in this mountain."

Xie Zhao had always felt that there were too many retroflex sounds in the Hanyong dialect of the Northern Dynasty, which made it sound clumsy. Compared with the Tianchen Mandarin of the Southern Dynasty, it was not pleasant or elegant enough.

But the strange thing is that this man's accent does not seem clumsy, but has a unique and uneven tone. It is obvious that he has deliberately learned music at home.

Therefore, there is a very special rhythm in the conversation.

In the Northern Dynasties, such people were usually either high-ranking officials or nobles from large tribes.

For example, nobles from the Northern Dynasties such as Yu Wenxin, Yu Wenyi, Yu Wenjia, and Yu Wenya had a pronunciation similar to this when they spoke.

It can be seen that the identity of the person in front of him must not be simple.

Xie Zhao continued with a smile: "I don't know what to call my brother, where are you from? You got separated. Could it be that you were hunting in the mountains and forgot the time to return?"

The man said: "Girl, please call me 'Zhuonan'. My family and I are going back to Arruo Grassland during this trip. What about you?"

Return to Arruo Grassland, "return".

Oh.

Xie Zhao nodded with a smile and took a serious look at his features. It was a coincidence.
She raised her eyebrows and smiled: "It's a coincidence. I also plan to go to Arruo Grassland, which happens to pass by Jiuwei Mountain. We are traveling on the same road, so we are destined."

As for the name "Zhuonan".
Xie Zhao didn't take it too seriously.

"Zhuonan" is the name of a star in the Hanyong language of the Northern Dynasties, meaning "Sirius" or "Lone Wolf Star", which may not be the real name.

The man named "Zhuo Nan" paused slightly.

He looked at Xie Zhao steadily, frowned and asked directly:

"Really? But, girl, aren't you a herdsman from a poor family who goes hunting in the mountains?

In this case, the Arruo Grassland is hundreds of miles away. Where did you come from, and how did you 'pass' here?
If you are seeking money, then why don't you go home after hunting? What are you going to do in Arruo Grassland? "

Xie Zhao's eyebrows moved.

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This person is very alert, right?
But, that’s not it, right?
They met by chance, you lied to me, I lied to you, each other's names are fake, so long as they can live up to their reputation.

Didn't she ask the other party why he went out to play in the harsh winter and visited Jiuwei Mountain, which is so quiet?
Also, does this person understand what is implicit?

Or is it that people on the grassland are so direct about inquiring about other people's origins and purposes, and don't even act it out?
They are strangers.

This man named "Zhuo Nan" had just secretly witnessed her "cruelty" in hunting the wolves.

Isn't he afraid that this place is deserted and sparsely populated, and if he offends her, a cruel "murderer", it will be in vain to bring danger to himself?
The son of a rich man cannot sit down in court. Didn't his family teach him this?

Such a reckless and consistent frankness made Xie Zhao feel that the person in front of him was a simple and straightforward silly girl like Yu Wenya.