Lanshan Snow

The familiar bone jade finger rests on the lower jaw.

"You," Qiu Bodeng's porcelain spoon hit the rim of the bowl, making a crisp sound, "what are you doing?"

The sudden action of the Thule wizard awakened the memory of last night, like a lamb that has been marked, and when it sees the soldering iron again, it will immediately have a physiological hallucination of burning heat... At the neck, there is something tightly hidden behind the collar. The place scalded uncontrollably.

The pulp of his thumb slowly grinds against the young man's lips. Under the shadow of the Tule wizard's brow bone, the gray snow-like pupils are dimly illuminated by the fire, which is strangely similar to the silver-plated antler mask.

Qiu Bodeng inexplicably understood his desire.

—he wanted to kiss him.

Realizing this, Qiu Bodeng grabbed the man's sharp wrist.

"no!"

Too many people, and, and...

And without cover!

He can feel the sight on all sides!

Perhaps, in Thule's customs, doing some intimate things in broad daylight is nothing at all.But this is definitely not acceptable to a young master from a Central Plains family—his self-esteem and sense of shame can burn him to death.

Even if the other party is not out of line to go too far.

The slender fingers rested on Wizard Tule's wrist bone, and pushed it out with great effort, until the fingertips turned white, and only a layer of blood piled up under the shiny nails.

To no avail.

The opponent's wrist didn't even shake, just to stop his struggle, he also pinched the corner of his delicate jaw.

Immediately afterwards, the soup bowl was lightly snatched away.

People are also drawn closer.

"I can't say it!" Qiu Bodeng panicked and put his elbow against him, "You... If you dare, I will, I will..." The sky is high and the earth is far away, and the aristocratic families of Dongzhou cannot threaten the tribes of Xueyuan.

He stayed there for a long time, unable to find any powerful deterrence. He was so angry and anxious that tears were about to come out: "Why, why are you Tule people so..."

"Such debauchery! Despicable! Shameless!"

"Profanity! Licentiousness! Shameless!"

"Bastard!"

The boy lowered his voice, cursing with a crying voice.

Tossing and turning, just a few innocuous words, the most vicious, no, not even vicious, just a "bastard" - obviously, this is already his limit.

Just like that, he lowered his voice subconsciously, not wanting to be heard by others.

Let alone deterrence, it is impossible to even provoke others.

Not at all lethal.

The Tule warriors in the distance saw movement from their side, but the head witch turned sideways to block his view, and the beautiful young master kept his voice down, so he couldn't hear what was arguing.

However, vaguely, some broken, hoarse and slightly sweet voices mixed with the wind can still be heard.

It is sweeter than the white sugar smuggled in by merchants from the Central Plains.

People can't help but want to stretch their ears and catch a little more.

...Do people from the Central Plains speak so nicely?

The few Tule people who got closer were so drunk that they didn't even notice what he was cursing.

I just feel that it is sweeter than a small jar of honey wine that can only be allocated a year.

No wonder Mr. Shouwu circled the people as soon as he saw it.

Just as he was scratching his head, wishing that the little beauty over there would swear a few more words, Lord Shouwu suddenly turned his head and glanced at them.As soon as he touched those silver-grey indifferent eyes, the memory of being beaten in the previous challenge immediately came back, everyone woke up instantly, and sat obediently in place, not daring to sneak close again.

The wrench against the chin moved away.

But the opponent's fingertips still rested on his lips.

The Thule wizard looked at him, and slowly spoke a few words in the tribe's language.

Qiu Bodeng couldn't figure out what he was doing, and seeing that he had finally given up on the idea of ​​overreaching here, he breathed a sigh of relief, almost lost his strength, and could only let him hold him.After a while, I pushed him and asked him to remove his hand too.However, the other party was strangely unwilling to move away, but did not go any further.

Qiu Bodeng looked at him in confusion.

...What do you want to do now?

The Thule wizard took off a round bronze totem engraved with Thule's characters from his waist, held Qiu Bodeng's hand, and forced him to touch the words engraved on the bronze totem over and over again.

After he was familiar with it, he pressed his fingertips on his lips again, and repeated the words just now.

This time Qiu Bodeng understood.

...It should be for him to follow along.

Qiu Bodeng didn't want to talk to him very much, but he couldn't do anything about it, so he could only stumble and read along.

The language family of the Tule tribe is very different from the language family of the Central Plains. There are many low-pitched syllables, and there is a sense of vastness where the wind pierces the land and the snow sweeps the valley.It is difficult for untrained people to pronounce the short syllables.

Fortunately, Qiu Bodeng had learned something from "Si Fang Zhi" before, and he read it a few times. Wizard Thule pressed his lips lightly to correct it, and soon became fluent.

After the smooth flow, Qiu Bodeng suddenly realized a little detail.

——The words used in the daily communication of the Tule tribe are generally not too long or too complicated. Otherwise, it would be difficult for the writer of "Si Fang Zhi" to learn basic communication in just a few months.

Only specific words are complicated and difficult.

Qiu Bodeng pursed his lips abruptly, refusing to follow along.

...Probably, maybe, he knows what the other party asked him to learn.

Thinking of staring at the other party just now, and reading it many times, there is inexplicable warmth in the tips of my ears.

--shameless!

he thought angrily.

This time, the Thule wizard didn't make things difficult for him any more, and only hung the bronze totem with those few Thule characters on his waist.Not far away, the faces of the Tule tribe changed immediately when they saw this scene.

This is not a joke.

Several Thule warriors stood up and were about to come over to stop them.

Before they could take two steps, Lord Shouwu's eyes swept over.

Under the gaze of those indifferent and unpredictable eyes that seemed to be like the icy lake in the holy mountain of Tule at any time, the warrior of Thule stood in place, opened his mouth, and finally said nothing.

Qiu Bodeng didn't know what his totem represented in the tribe, and he didn't notice the weird atmosphere around him, so he just lowered his head and struggled with the knot tied on his belt.

—Who wants something from such a shameless fellow? !

Sadly, the knots are particularly dead on.

Qiu Bodeng tossed and tossed for a long time, but couldn't make it loosen a bit.

Wizard Tule was beside him, and his eyes moved to the corners of his eyes. The ends of his eyes were naturally light red... If he was in a hurry, he would faint and become darker, turning into a color more beautiful than the sunset on the Holy Snow Mountain. .

It will also be misty to hold some water light.

Qiu Bodeng was suddenly touched at the corner of his eye, before he could look up, the other party had already put the bowl in his hand, got up and left.

what a man!

........................

The Thule tribe did not stay in the delta for long, and repacked and set off in the evening.Before setting off, they put some fresh mutton and venison into the stone house on the delta—Chou Bodeng observed all afternoon, making sure that none of them touched the meat and wine in the stone house.

Then what are they doing with this?

Sacrifice to the god Thule?Separately store food?

Not quite like it.

The former has no altar, and the latter has no protection. Anyone who comes can take out food at will.

It's not that he didn't think about asking someone, but he didn't know anyone, the only one...

Forget it, skip it.

The long whistle is accompanied by the sound of pulling strings, and the Qiubo lamp leans against the window to watch the antelope and reindeer return from the idle foraging state to the migrating state.

The mighty procession gathered in an orderly manner... The whole operation was full of a wild and mysterious order of the tribe.

The dome is infinitely high, and the canyon rises in the distance.

The huge sharp knife ridge splits black and white. To the west of the sunset, the gentle and soft snow hills are plated in orange red. The deep black forest covered with hoarfrost extends far away, and the glaciers present light purple and cold blue colors on the edge of the forest. Splendor... Migrating flocks and deer, ancient shepherds with whips...

Even though Qiu Bodeng was full of boredom, he couldn't help being attracted by the scene in front of him.

...until he spotted a figure.

A young man in a black robe stood on the white snow. A goshawk circled twice, swooped down from high altitude, and landed on his shoulder.

The wind and snow rolled up his black robe, and he was alone.

Powerful and mysterious.

boom.

Qiu Bodeng closes the window.

... While changing clothes, the other party gave him medicine again.I don't know what the herbal medicines of the Tule tribe are. They are no worse than the plum blossom ointment customized by the enemy's family for a lot of money.The bruises faded quickly.

In two or three days at most, it will all disappear.

That is to say...

Qiu Bodeng pursed his lips, but there was still a rough feeling of rubbing his fingertips on his lips, and a slight tingling pain.

He hugged his knees and began to think about how to run.

--Yes.

He wanted to escape.