Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

Hyacinth didn't know how to answer her, so he could only say: "I don't know what to do. I want to go back to Bear Mountain and go to Lord Haiwen. Violet! We should go back to Lord Haiwen!"

Violet shook her head in pain, and said, "Xiong Mountain is gone, and Master Haiwen is gone."

"How could Lord Hai Wen be gone?" she exclaimed, "He wasn't in Bear Mountain at the time! He must have run away, to another safe place."

Violet said: "It is rumored that the Earl of Bear Mountain is dead, and his body is hanging on the wall of Bear Mountain. Hyacinth, you—"

"No!" cried Hyacinth, "he will not die, Violet, you must not listen to rumors!"

Violet nodded helplessly, and said: "Even if he didn't die, so what? Can he still come here to save us? Hyacinth, recognize the fact, you were too lucky to meet Ambleside before, But people will not always be lucky. Hyacinth, I treat you as my sister, I don't want to see you freeze to death on the street."

She said with a blank face: "I don't want to freeze to death on the street." And I don't want to starve to death on the street.

"So you're staying?" Violet asked her.

Hyacinth shook her head and said, "I don't know, but I don't sell myself. I have a marriage contract with Lord Haiwen. Even if he dies, I will still be his wife. I would rather starve to death than be a slave any more."

Hearing this, Violet's expression became full of sadness, "Okay." She nodded, "I'll ask Master Keen, maybe he needs some...maids or something like that."

"Thank you, Violet."

So Violet left for a while, leaving herself in the woodshed.Not long after, Violet came back and said, "Master Keen said, unless...you can sell yourself to him. Otherwise, he won't keep you."

"I said I would not sell myself!" Hyacinth said.

"Then you have to leave." Violet said, "I'm sorry, Hyacinth. You can find a place to stay nearby, and I will help you with some money, but I... I don't have any savings, I have no wages, I The little pocket money on my body was rewarded by the young master."

"Stop talking, I won't stay in Pinewood Castle," Hyacinth said.

"Where are you going then?"

"Xiongshan can't go back, Master Haiwen is gone..." She pondered, "I want to go to Xiongshan first, to confirm whether Lord Haiwen is dead or not, and then go to the south. It's too cold here, but the south is warm , It’s always summer there, and there are fruits that are ripe enough to split and rabbits all over the mountains and plains, people can’t freeze to death or starve to death.”

Violet asked her, "But how do you go back?"

"Go back."

"You'll freeze to death!"

"It gets warmer the further south you go, so it's okay!"

Violet froze for a moment and said, "Then you will starve to death!"

Hyacinth reached out to her and said, "Sister, can you prepare some dry food for the head office?"

"I'll definitely give you this." Violet said, "But... what if I finish eating?"

"Continue to beg for food!" Hyacinth was confident.

Violet was silent for a long time, and said: "You are looking for death if you go to Bear Mountain now, I suggest you go directly to the south."

"But I want my husband!" she cried.

"I'll say it again, Lord Haiwen is dead! Hyacinth, you have to accept the fact! Now I will give you a plan, and you should do as I say. If you are obedient, then you still have a chance of surviving. Otherwise, you will definitely die in the wilderness!"

There was nothing wrong with what Violet said, and Hyacinth also knew that she had no brains and no plans, so she let go of her anxiety and asked Violet, "What is your suggestion?"

Violet said: "Tomorrow there will be a caravan in Pinewood Castle, which is transporting salt to the south. If you follow them, I will tell you that you are the daughter of the chief of the southern tribe. Now you are in trouble. As long as they send you to the south safely, you Give them a lot of gold. Then they'll escort you south."

Hyacinth cried, "But I'm no chief's daughter! I have nothing for them!"

"So you have to watch your time and escape, this is the only way you can get to the south alive! Hyacinth!"

Hyacinth shook his head and said, "I don't want to lie."

"Life is all about deceiving," sighed Violet, "deceiving others and deceiving myself."

Hyacinths do not die of hunger, three

Hyacinths do not die of hunger, three

"But I..."

"No but, Hyacinth!" Violet said in the tone of an elder sister, "Be obedient!"

Hyacinth has always been her little sister and never dared to defy her. "Okay, Violet," she whispered.

So they made up their minds, and then Violet brought her water and food, a bedding, a cotton coat to keep out the cold, and a pair of strong cotton boots.In the end, Violet gave her all the money she had on her body.A gold coin, some silver coins, a handful of copper coins, and a silver hair ornament on her head.

At first Hyacinth was a little angry with Violet, but by this time she was not angry at all--Violet was still Violet, she thought, and still my sister.

Hyacinth spent the night in the woodshed of the mansion, and the next morning Violet took her to the gate of the city.There is a caravan there, and these people are in a caravan, forming a long line, and there are hundreds of people in total.Hyacinth observed these people. There were tall northerners, lean Gulf people, and even dark-skinned southerners.And she shrank behind Violet like a small animal, not daring to rush forward.

Although Violet calls herself a "slave" with her, she has no inferiority complex when negotiating with these people.She generously told the leader of the caravan about her request, while Hyacinth just watched from the sidelines.At this time, she thought to herself: I am really useless.Over the past two years, Violet has become a scholar, teacher and lady, but what about me?I'm worse than a hen that can't lay eggs!

The leader of the caravan was a grizzled old man with a thin, weather-beaten face and skin as rough as tree bark.He listened to all of Violet's requests with a blank face, and then said: "I don't care what she is, I'll tell you, the team doesn't keep idlers—what would she do?"

Violet was momentarily at a loss for words, when Hyacinth realized it was her time to make an appearance.She plucked up the courage to go up and said, "I can do a lot!"

The old man looked at her with those emotionless eyes, and the moment Hyacinth and him looked at each other, he immediately faltered and said in a low voice, "It's...not many."

"What will happen?"

"Clean the house, cook, do the laundry," she whispered.

The old man said: "Anyone can do it."

She looked at Violet, and Violet said, "Tell me what you are best at, Hyacinth."

"Eat?" she said subconsciously.

The old man smiled this time and said, "I have some people who are better at eating than you." He pointed to a giant man who was as tall as a bear next to him, and said, "Balut, you can eat two chickens and eight pieces for a meal." cake."

Hyacinth looked at the giant man, and the giant man looked at him.Three seconds later, the giant man suddenly showed a silly smile, and then Hyacinth laughed too, until he couldn't straighten up.All the businessmen came up to watch. The old man coughed and yelled at them, and then asked Hyacinth, "Can you eat so much?"

Hyacinth looked at the giant's ball-like belly and said, "I can be worth one-third of Balut!"

The old man pondered for a while: "Then you are really hard to support, girl."

"No!" cried Hyacinth, "I didn't mean that! I meant..."

At this time, she suddenly felt that she was flying, and the next moment she realized that it was the giant man who lifted her up.Hyacinth was startled at first, but when she saw the silly smiling face of the giant man, she was relieved.

But Violet screamed in terror, "Put her down!"

At this time, the giant man said in a low voice: "Balut eats a lot and is strong! Little baby, are you also strong?"

Hyacinth said: "I am not as strong as you!"

Balut put her down and said, "Then what has become of your food?"

It probably became... "I have other strengths!" She said very seriously this time.

The old man became impatient and said, "What on earth do you know?"

"I can sing and dance. I can't play an instrument, but I can learn! I'm very good at it!"

The old man and the giant man looked at each other and said, "Then come and sing a song."

So Hyacinth began to sing.

There is no stage, no accompaniment, no flowers and colored strips, just pairs of strange and curious eyes.Maybe many people are waiting for her to make a fool of herself.

However, Hyacinth has a big heart. She is positive, optimistic and full of confidence. Even in front of the king, she can sing the most beautiful song.She's been the best singer since Mustang Town.She can control a variety of singing styles and lines, and her performance is full of vitality, which is always enjoyable.

This time she sang a Bayland folk song about the love of a sailor and a fisherman's daughter.The story is simple but touching: a young sailor is engaged to a girl, and after that he goes on a business trip and does not return for three years.It is said that he died outside, but the girl has been waiting for her husband under the lighthouse for three years and three years, and the sailor did not return until the sixth year.He has experienced storms, pirates, prisons, coups and wars in the far south, and now he is already a nobleman of one side.But he still remembered the girl back then, and finally he returned with a boat full of treasures and married his bride.

When she sang emotionally, Hyacinth felt that she had become the bride in the story—yes, isn’t that what I am?Master Haiwen is dead or alive. People say he is dead, but I am the only one who firmly believes that he is alive.Wait for him for three years, six years or nine years?It doesn't matter, I'm very young, I can definitely wait until he comes back to find me!

When the singing ended, the singer took the curtain call, and the strangers all applauded.Others threw coins, cloth and food at her.A smile finally appeared on the face of the old man. He walked over and said to Hyacinth, "I am the caravan captain 'Eight Finger Jon'," he said, showing off his severed finger, and Hyacinth saw the slits in his hands. The little finger was cut off, "You can call me Captain Jon, Old Jon or something else—what's your name?"

"Bluebells," she said.

"Hyacinth, you are welcome to join the team." The old man shook hands with her.

all the best!Hyacinth turned around and gave Violet a hug.Violet touched her head and said, "Take care all the way."

Hyacinth felt the sadness in her words, and said, "Come with me! Let's go home together, Violet!"

The veiled woman hesitated for a moment and said, "I can't go back to my hometown."

Hyacinth had a sore nose and almost cried.At this time, Violet gently pushed her away and said, "Hurry up and get in the car, don't make everyone wait for you."

But Hyacinth was really reluctant to part with Violet, she cried and begged Violet to leave together, but the woman seemed not to hear, and left in vain.When Violet was completely out of her sight, she sobbed.At this time, a huge hand fell on her shoulder, and when she looked up, she saw Balut's simple and honest silly face again.

"Let's go, I'll take you to meet some new friends," said the giant man. "When you meet new friends, you will forget your sorrow."

What he said made sense, so Hyacinth followed him.The two walked through the long convoy and stopped in front of the penultimate caravan.The giant yelled, "Adora! We've found you another sister!"

Inside, a woman said in Common Tongue with a Southern accent, "Where is it? Let me see her!" Then she swished the hood of the caravan back.

It was a young woman, not more than 30 years old, with hazel skin, colorful clothes, silver jewelry on her face and head, and light makeup.

She had a very warm smile, but when she saw the hyacinth, that smile immediately turned into sadness.

"Come on, little sister," she stretched out a calloused hand towards Hyacinth, "You must have suffered a lot." Then she stretched out her hand towards Hyacinth.

Hearing this, Hyacinth suddenly felt hot in her eyes, she nodded vigorously, and held her hand.The giant laughed behind her and said, "Adora, take good care of her."

When Hyacinth came to the caravan, she found that it was full of southern girls like her.Many were pitifully skinny, and many had tattoos like hers on their faces.The car was covered with soft blankets, and everyone sat in a circle to keep warm.When a pair of twin sisters saw her coming, they immediately made room for her to sit.So Hyacinth sat down among them.Then the sisters pressed their bodies against her.So warm, she thought.

Adora asked her, "Sister, what's your name?"

"Bluebell," she said, "I don't know my real name."

Adora said: "I don't know my real name either. I'm an orphan and I made up my own name."

The sister next to me said, "My name is Cherry!"

Another said: "My name is Lizhi!"

Their voices are crisp, like a pair of larks.Only then did Hyacinth realize that they also had the mark of slavery on their faces, and it was a rough "symbolic mark". Compared with the stamen mark on Hyacinth's face, they were at a lower level when they were slaves, and they must have suffered more.

Adora said: "Many people don't have real names. The name is not important, it's just a code name."

Then the girls asked Hyacinth questions in one go: where did she come from?Where are you going?what do you like eating?Others said "You sing so well!" "You look so cute!" But no one asked her "What did you do?" or "What was your life like?"

The girls all have a strong southern accent, and many of them speak the lingua franca mixed with the southern dialect.Hyacinth came out too early to recognize the complex southern dialect.However, this familiar voice still made her feel excited.

I have already returned to my hometown early, she thought.

The coachman in front shouted loudly that the convoy was about to leave.Hyacinth looked outside the caravan and suddenly saw snowflakes drifting in.

Ah, it's snowing.

This is the first snow this year, as if to see her off.When I get to the South, I'll never see snow again, she thought.At this time, Adora took out a small xylophone from her bag, and said, "It's a long journey, let me tell a story." Everyone applauded, and then Adora played and talked about the South Folklore - the legend of the Valkyrie Varos.

It was snowing heavily outside the caravan, and Hyacinth huddled inside the caravan, holding cookies and eating them.Violet prepared enough dry food for her, and also brought a few small snacks as snacks.

Ah, this is so sweet, Hyacinth was very pleasantly surprised, and then took another big bite.

It's really sweet!

She hurriedly distributed the cookies to the girls in the same car, and everyone was full of praise after eating them.

The bard was playing and singing ancient legends, and the snowflakes were slowly drifting in the wind; the girl in the caravan held her face and looked at Pinewood Castle in the distance, showing a happy smirk.

Ps: Extra night update: Legend of the South - Valkyrie Vallos

Extra Story: The Legend of Valkyrie Varos

Power Varos

Introduction: Valkyrie Vallos is the god of war from heaven to earth.Worship her and worship her, she will give you courage, make you strong and invincible.

Varos was born in the copper plate country, she was born with supernatural powers, and she could walk when she was born;

At the age of three, he can break the neck of a goose with his legs;

At the age of five, he likes to drink strong alcohol and eat beef, eating ten catties a day;

At the age of seven, he can descend a fierce horse and wrestle with an ox;

At the age of nine, he fought all over ten miles and eight villages, and his divine power was already unrivaled.

After turning ten years old, Varosi's appearance is no different from that of a man, with a bear body and a tiger's back, more than nine feet tall, and looks like a hero.When the name of Varos is mentioned, men want to worship, women want to hide it, and children stop crying.

It was called the year of the wolf, and the seven tribes and five kingdoms in southern Xinjiang were in chaos. A total of 72 people became kings and eight people became emperors. This was called "the year of the wolf in chaos".

At this time, Power Varos was sixteen years old, and according to her parents' order, she married a pig butcher in a neighboring village, that man was called Makda.She gave birth to two sons for Makda in one year, named Morang and Motu, also known as Lion and Tiger.