Chitose words

Chapter 465 Condolences
So, after much thought, the Hanyong man finally gritted his teeth and said viciously to his subordinates: "Go back!"

Then, he took the lead and turned back to the Jiuwei Mountain Temple.

As soon as the Hanyong noble entered the temple lobby, he met Zhuo Nan's eyes as he looked over quietly.

Although Zhuo Nan didn't say a word at this time, and there was no warmth in his eyes, and he was even calm and without any aggression, the Hanyong noble of the Northern Dynasty felt that Zhuo Nan must be mocking him at this moment!

He thought darkly in his heart, how about killing both of them!

As long as you do it carefully, even if the registration department pursues it in the future, it may not be revealed that it was them!
But
Thinking of the Hanyong tribe in the Northern Dynasties that is closest to here, it is the Kedalu tribe, and his father is a tribe leader of the Kedalu tribe.

If the identity of the woman who was barbecuing outside the temple at this time was really as he thought, then she died suddenly near the Kedaru tribe, which would probably cause trouble for their tribe.

After all, more than eight months ago, because of the death of the herdsman from the Registration Department, the Yuwen Department was furious and even went to war with the Tianchen Dynasty of the Southern Dynasty.

It can be seen that the Yuwen Department, the head of Hanyong's thirty-six departments, has a very deep feeling for the same ancestor as the Zhiji Department.

What's more, even without the intervention of the Yuwen Department, the Wolf Cavalry from the Registration Department is not easy to deal with!
Although the Kodalu Tribe is considered a large tribe, it is still not enough to see in front of the Yuwen Department and the Registration Department.

tricky.

Keda Luban was feeling uneasy and angry in his heart, but the woman from the "Registration Department" who was causing him quite a headache suddenly appeared behind him carrying roasted venison.

But the woman ignored him at all, and only smiled at the man inside and said:
"Hey, Mr. Zhuonan, the venison is roasted. Let's eat some together."

Xie Zhao carried the tree branch with barbecued meat on it, smiled harmlessly, and entered the mountain temple leisurely.

With her appearance, Zhuonan's cold eyes changed slightly, and seemed to have a touch of warmth.

Xie Zhao sat next to Zhuo Nan very familiarly, handed him the cooked meat in his hand, raised his eyebrows and joked:
"Barbecue is not allowed in the mountain temple, but it didn't say you can't eat barbecue, right?"

Zhuo Nan smiled faintly, took the skewer of barbecue from her, and said softly:
"There is a mark on that man's sword, which is the emblem of the chief family of the Kodaru tribe. He had evil intentions in his eyes when he looked at us just now. He is afraid that he has murderous intentions towards us. Girl, be careful."

Xie Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at the Hanyong aristocrat of the Northern Dynasty with the sword on his waist without concealing it at all.

But the next moment, he frowned slightly and didn't see any reason.

The overall shape of the man's scabbard was very exaggerated and inlaid with many red and sapphires. Other than that, there were no extra marks.

Zhuonan saw Xie Zhao's confusion and explained softly.

"This man's sword has been sheathed at this time, so you didn't see the mark. Before you arrived, he had drawn the sword to cut off the slave's arm. I saw that he had the seal of the Kodaru tribe on one side of the blade. , but you can’t see it without looking carefully.”

Oh?
Xie Zhao was stunned for a moment, and his mind suddenly thought of the famous sword "Golden Platform" that also had its mark engraved on the blade.

The next moment she thought of something, she smiled slightly and shook her head to look at her sword.

——That's the handle on the horse that walked away from the wolf rider.

Before, she thought there was nothing much about this knife. The scabbard and handle were simple and elegant, with nothing eye-catching about them. Now she slowly turned the handle and looked carefully and found that there was a very small flower in the cross-section of the handle. But a very delicate nine-petal lotus mark suddenly appeared!

Xie Zhao sighed, wrapped the tassel of his knife around the mark, and cleared his throat awkwardly.

No wonder the noble man from Hanyong in the Northern Dynasty was so afraid of her. Many nobles in the thirty-six tribes of Hanyong in the Northern Dynasty believed in Buddhism, and the nine-petal Buddha lotus was the seal of the Yuwen tribe and the royal account of the Registry tribe.

Except for the royal nobles of the Yuwen Department and the Registration Department, only the sabers of the princes and guards directly under the royal tent can be engraved with the nine-petal Buddha lotus mark.

Wolf Rider is naturally one of them.

The Hanyong nobles of the Northern Dynasty obviously regarded Xie Zhao as the Wolf Cavalry of the Prince directly under the Yuwen Department or the Registration Department, so they were afraid to kill them directly.

It's okay to kill a slave or a nameless passerby, but if a small tribal noble dares to blatantly kill the prince's personal guards of the Yuwen Department or the Registration Department, the consequences behind it will be endless.

This move will be regarded as a provocation and humiliation by the Kodalu Department to the Yuwen Department and the Registration Department.

Xie Zhao silently glanced at Zhuo Nan, who was sitting next to him with a calm expression. This man must have seen the mark on her saber before.

With his ability to recognize the family imprint of the chief of the Kodaru tribe at a glance, it was hard to believe that he did not recognize where his scimitar came from, but he did not tell the truth.

It seems that Master Zhuonan is not as dumb as he appears.

Xie Zhao was hesitating whether to leave overnight to avoid traveling with this unknown man named "Zhuo Nan" and exposing himself to unnecessary trouble.

Just listen to Zhuo Nan whispering in a voice that only the two of them can hear:

"I haven't asked the girl yet. In fact, I wanted to ask you last night. The real owner of the scimitar in the girl's hand is not you, right?"

Xie Zhao turned his head to look at his expression of emotion and anger, and said tentatively:
".Yes. Or not?"

She was muttering in her mind: So what if it is, so what if it isn't?
This person seems to be very emotionally stable, so he shouldn't jump up and fight her to the death after a disagreement?
So how should she make up a more appropriate answer?
Zhuonan couldn't wait for Xie Zhao's answer, but he waited for a rhetorical question, so he immediately frowned and looked at this "weird" woman.

The answer flashed through Xie Zhao's mind like lightning, and he immediately said with a smile:
"Oh, Young Master, you are talking about the knife in my hand! Since this knife is in my hand, the owner of this knife is naturally in charge."

Seeing that she was unwilling to tell the truth, Zhuonan moved his eyebrows slightly and changed his question:
"Then the owner of this knife must still be alive, right?"

Xie Zhao thought for a moment about the team of wolf cavalry that might be leading Yuwenya, the young princess of Hanyong Yuwen Department in the Northern Dynasty, back to the king's tent in the Registration Department at this time.

Then he nodded fiercely with a sour look on his face: "You must live a tougher life than me! What I mean is that although I look sickly, I actually live a very tough life."

Zhuonan knew that this meant that the original owner of the saber had not been harmed, so he felt relieved and nodded. Then he turned his head and said nothing more, and ate the roasted venison that Xie Zhao handed him gracefully.

Xie Zhao was startled. Did she get through temporarily?
Then will she run away tonight?

She turned her head and looked at the howling north wind outside, and shuddered subconsciously.

Forget it.

This man doesn't seem to have a troublesome character. He shouldn't retaliate against her, right?

After all, Xie Zhao's appearance just now resolved a crisis for him, didn't it?

but
This man named Zhuo Nan looked calm and calm, neither humble nor arrogant when facing the nobles of the Kodalu tribe. He really didn't look like he needed her help.

I just don't know if he is really that confident when he takes on this challenge, or if he is just a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

Xie Zhao coughed twice while eating the barbecue in his hand, and then asked vaguely:
"Brother, do you want to go to Arruo Grassland?"

Zhuonan swallowed the meat in his mouth and answered seriously:
"Go."

Xie Zhao rolled her eyes and moved her position to sit near Zhuonan. The two brothers seemed to be getting closer and said:

"Then what are you going to do? Looking at the way you are traveling across mountains and rivers, you must be visiting relatives, right?"

Zhuonan hesitated for a moment, and then shook his head the next moment.

"There are indeed relatives in the clan who are now settled in Arruo Grassland, but the purpose of my trip is not to visit my relatives."

Xie Zhao raised his eyebrows.

"It's not just to visit relatives, but there is something very important to do? Otherwise, in this cold winter, why would the young master have to suffer this fate?"

It’s not like the nonsense he told last night, that he got lost while traveling nearby?

Xie Zhao bumped him with his shoulder and smiled mischievously.

"Let's talk about it, it's already very boring for us to meet such a group of terrible people. Now we can be considered to share the same hardships. It's not too much to spend a long night chatting about daily life."

Zhuonan paused slightly when he was touched by her, then retracted his fingers slightly and sighed.

"Is the girl always like this?"

"So what?"

Xie Zhao asked in surprise.

It's so familiar and reckless, but it doesn't make people feel annoying.

Zhuonan was helpless.

"No, what did the girl just say?"

Xie Zhao resisted his desire to roll his eyes and looked at him speechlessly.

"You couldn't have done it on purpose, right? We are so close, can't you hear what I'm saying? I'm asking you, why did you go to Arruo Grassland?"

Zhuonan said calmly: "I told the girl last night. The main purpose of my trip is really just to pay my respects."

Xie Zhao smiled slightly, and his expression did not look like he was being pretentious.

"Ah, is it true? I was joking when I thought you were a young master earlier. I'm so sorry. Is the young master going here to pay homage to his family?"

Zhuonan paused slightly, then shook his head honestly.

"No."

Xie Zhao asked again: ".Is that a friend?"

Zhuonan: "No."

Xie Zhao's expression went blank for a moment.

Not a family member, not a friend. Could this person be teasing her?
Xie Zhao deeply felt as if he had been tricked, so he exhaled with a dangerous smile.

"Oh, then may I ask who the young master is paying his respects to?"

It’s not like someone would pay homage to a passerby or a stranger for no reason, right?
Zhuonan stared at the fire rising in front of him, with no sadness or joy in his eyes.

"It's like a stranger who met by chance."

Xie Zhao: "."

I rely on?

Really a stranger?

On the second day after meeting Zhuonan, Xie Zhao sadly discovered that the brother from the Northern Dynasty in front of him seemed to be mentally ill.