Lanshan Snow

The Thule wizard held the boy's finger and pushed the ring to the root of the ring finger.

slow.Solemnly.

... what is he doing?

Qiu Bodeng pursed his lips and endured.

He felt that the Thule wizard was torturing him again.

The rhombus-shaped amulet inlaid with snow crystals is very characteristic of nomads.The ring is very wide, about half a finger thick, and the Thule wizard put it on slowly. When the cold ring pressed against the fingertips bit by bit, a strange feeling appeared at the root of the finger... It was crispy, numb, and sore Itchy again.

The itching and tingling sensation ran along the root of the finger to the palm.

The boy was so sensitive that his fingertips trembled.

He regretted giving his hand to the other party!

But I can't get it back.

The Thule wizard grabbed his fingertips, just like a goshawk hooking its prey with its curved, sharp claws.

"Hurry up..." the young master urged.

He didn't know the meaning of the ring engraved with his surname in the Thule tribe—after all, Xu Zele was not allowed to hold a funeral ceremony with Amaqin, and it was just an ordinary amulet.But he was tormented a lot by the strange feeling on the base of his fingers and palms... The pain in other parts of his body that hadn't completely faded was also along with it...

Like some sort of chain reaction.

The Thule wizard pressed the ring tightly and locked it firmly.

Turned around.

The strange feeling at the root of the finger suddenly reached its peak, and the young master suddenly let out a sweet nasal sound.

"..."

"........."

In an instant, the young master wanted to die.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

It's all about someone being such a jerk!

Wizard Thule looked up.

Qiu Bodeng was so ashamed and angry that he reached out to grab something to hit him, but the last remaining pillow had just been thrown over.He reached out and grabbed a few times, but couldn't find anything usable, so he got up angrily, not wanting to lie down on the same blanket with someone.Wizard Thule clasped his wrist with one hand.

Then, a clever trick.

The delicate and expensive young master staggered and fell into his arms.

Wizard Thule held his waist and lifted him up easily...

"Hey!"

Qiu Bodeng wanted to jump up as if he had been burned.

But Wizard Thule clamped his ilium with both hands, preventing him from getting up... Qiu Bodeng's knees pressed hard against the white horse embroidery on the felt blanket, his cheeks were hotter than ever—he was forced to cover him with a thick layer made of pulu cloth, straddling the thin waist of the Thule wizard...

He was really ashamed to the extreme, but he couldn't break free from the man's hand, so he raised his hand and covered his face.

Thule wizard rubbed his bones from bottom to top.

Section by section.

The thin figure of the young man leaned back abruptly. If it wasn't for the man's hand supporting him, he might have fallen down.However, there was no difference in the result, and he still fell down—Wizard Thule held his back.

Press him against yourself.

"do not……"

Qiu Bodeng buried his face in his skirt inlaid with sable fur, begging softly.

Inexplicable intuition:

——The Thule wizard who put silver fingers on him seems... very, very dangerous...

The delicate and frail young master was frightened.

Really didn't want to sleep in a drowsy state for several days, the young master didn't move, he just stretched out his arms flatteringly, wrapped around Wizard Tule's neck, hooked a ruby ​​ring with his fingertips, and called out the wizard's name one after another.Like a cat forced into the arms of its owner, trying to bargain.

——It’s all sucked up, so don’t bully it anymore!

He did have a quick wit.

The boy's hands were very delicate, and he curled up obediently on the wizard's chest, his knuckles were bent, and he took the initiative to hook a dark red jade ring.He wore that diamond-shaped silver ring inlaid with snow crystals at the root of his finger, and the carnelian and silver blue crystals were close together, shining brightly... as if the distance between them had become very close.

Wizard Thule stroked his braids.

No more bullying him.

She only stroked his eyelashes lightly, and rested her chin on his head.

Heavy breathing fell on the top of his head, Qiu Bodeng remained motionless, curled up in his arms.The fire in the room was swaying and warm, and the embrace of the Thule wizard was also warm, but...

Qiu Bodeng thought embarrassingly, he didn't think it was the way to go on like this?

Is someone...

Or is it better to go out and practice knives?

When Qiu Bodeng was struggling with what to suggest.

Tee, Tee, Tee.

There was a rhythmic knock on the window.

The goshawk raised by the Tule wizard stopped outside the wooden window, carrying the letter from the foot of the mountain, and tapped the window with its sharp beak.Usually, just a knock and the window opens.But now, after it knocked seven or eight times in succession, the wooden window was still tightly closed.

Thule wizard ignored it.

outside the house.

The goshawk turned its head in confusion, not understanding what was going on, it flew up and circled for a while, and confirmed that the cracks in the doors and windows of the wooden house did indeed cast fire, so...

tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk!

It knocked more urgently, fluttering and scratching.

It is estimated that something happened to the owner.

"...Go and drive."

Qiu Bodeng gently tugged at his braids.

Wizard Thule watched him for a while, amidst the increasingly anxious scratching of the goshawk.

Put him sideways on the felt blanket.

Qiu Bodeng immediately pulled up the high quilt to wrap himself tightly.The goshawk outside the house almost started to scratch the window. When it was desperately scratching, its caring owner opened the wooden window with a blank expression on his face.Before the goshawk expressed his joy, he took the letter tied on its leg.

"Bang" sound.

Close the window tightly.

The goshawk that just wanted to enter the house to keep warm hovered outside the window.

Qiu Bodeng thought it was pitiful.

Wizard Thule already looked normal. He stood by the copper basin and read the letter. After reading, he let go of his hand and let the letter fall into the copper basin.He raised Tugong's long knife, stood by the door, and asked in blunt Central Plains dialect, "Alan, are you going?"

...he was determined.

He doesn't restrict where Qiu Bodeng can stay, and Qiu Bodeng can go out whenever he wants.

Just have to be with him.

Qiu Bodeng: "..."

If the guess is correct, this person should have to deal with the tribe's affairs, right?

Even if he doesn't understand Tule language well, he is still a Central Plains native!This person really has the feeling of "sex makes the mind faint" in the story book...

bah bah bah!

what the hell.

"Don't go!" The young master said angrily.

Wizard Thule stood at the door watching him, and the young master stared back.

As if confirming that he really didn't want to go out, Wizard Thule lowered his head, untied the ancient dark gold bracelet from his wrist, and walked towards the bronze animal head on the wall.

Qiu Bodeng heard the orb turning, and the machine made a sound.

He watched helplessly as the ancient dark gold bracelet was locked back under the animal head hook, held in place by the silver-plated antler mask... the deer bit ring, the owner of the Eagle's Nest tied up his lamb.

After locking it, Wizard Thule gently flipped the chain with his fingertips.

Make a crisp sound.

Shame ran up Qiu Bodeng's cheeks.

He was a little itchy, and pulled up the felt blanket.

Lie down on your back.

This time, he covered himself tightly.But the low, golden, curved thin chains extend all the way to the bottom of the quilt. With just one glance, one can guess what happened to the boy hidden in the quilt—he was trapped in this blanket up.

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

The place where the Thule tribe deals with affairs is in a large dome wooden house in the tribe.People in the clan who have the weight to speak sit on the ground around the bonfire and express their opinions.

The tribal losses on the day of the Winter Herding Celebration and the Felt Ceremony have been calculated.

Alarmed by the fire and wooden kites, the animals ran away and lost a lot—but most of them were recovered by the tribe's Bo'e people that night, with a little less loss.The trouble is that all the colorful flags and cloth curtains were burnt clean in one day, and most of the flags need to be used again for the Pantheon Festival.

Right now, tribal women, old people and children are busy weaving and embroidering day and night.

The project is huge.

More serious is casualties.

The air-to-ground suppression was too strong, and many warriors were injured, followed by many houses being destroyed by rock throwing.the most important is……

"They want to burn the god tree," said the old patriarch, "the traitor has revealed the existence of the god tree."

Having said that, everyone looked at Mr. Shouwu.

Around the sacred tree, traitors laid down a lot of firewood soaked in fuel oil, covered it with animal skins, and piled snow on it to cover it—if it wasn’t for Lord Chief Witch’s Arlan driving the fire kite and forcibly driving away all the wooden kites, the consequences might be irreparable .

Several elderly people stood up and muttered a long series of words to the first witch.

Originally, all the clan elders had to participate in the co-felt ceremony of the tribal chief shaman, but because the chief shaman, Alan, was from the Central Plains.They refused to attend.

They are apologizing for it.

The bonfire shone on the first witch's face.

His face was expressionless, and his silver-grey eyes could no longer find a trace of the glimmering light from the sky when he faced Alan, and he became like a knife that was burned by fire.

"Second thing," the old patriarch picked up something and put it in front of everyone, "The Canglang tribe sent a banner, expressing that they will participate in our Pantheon Festival as scheduled."

There was an uproar in the room, and the sound of cursing and resentment rang out.

The old patriarch had a terrible headache.

Everyone knows that the wolf tribe is causing trouble when the tribe is attacked.

But since they have no evidence to prove that the Canglang tribe betrayed Xueyuan, and the Canglang tribe followed Xueyuan's rules, Thule must accept them to participate in the Pantheon Festival.

On the rug, the flag of the Canglang tribe is embroidered with a line of words:

—In the name of the gods, put down your scimitar.

After the attack on Thule, it was a naked humiliation to send such a flag.Many impatient young warriors even stood up directly, expressing their intention to attack the tribe of the wolf during the ice season—since the All Gods Festival cannot draw swords on the enemy, they should kill the enemy before the All Gods Festival!

Bullshit!

The old patriarch was about to scold.

The first witch who had been silent all this time looked away from the bonfire.

"Let them come," he said.

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The door closed and the room fell silent.

After calm down.

The wind outside seemed to be very harsh.

It's hard to imagine that someone has lived here for years.Qiu Bodeng turned sideways, listened to the wind, and stared at the wall. After a long time, he hesitated, and pulled his hand out of the bed.

He held up the ring that the Thule wizard had put on him before his eyes.

It is a silver ring.

A round silver-blue snow crystal is inlaid on the surface of the rhombus-shaped flower ring.Qiu Bodeng remembered that it was said in "Si Fang Zhi" that the Tule tribe regarded snow crystals as a gift from the gods, and wearing snow crystals could protect people from suffering.The combination of diamond-shaped group patterns and round orbs corresponds to the "samsara of life and death" of the early people.

This is……

amulet?

There is a line of Thule letters on the outer edge of the ring, I don't know what it means.

Qiu Bodeng tried to take off the silver ring, but Wizard Thule wore it very tightly, and he turned it several times before taking the ring out.He held it up to the firelight, and found that there was also a line of Thule letters inside the ring-a line of familiar Thule letters.

The wizard's name.

The supreme Thule, the mighty Boe, the great descent.

Translated into Central Plains dialect is:

Master Wu Luo.

Qiu Bodeng threw the ring away as if he had been scalded by fire—he seemed to have guessed what the circle of letters outside meant.If nothing unexpected, it should also be a personal name...

Probably, possibly, maybe, was his name.

The ring fell onto the felt blanket and rolled a few times, the gorgeous snow crystals reflected dazzling brilliance under the firelight.

There is some distance from Qiu Bodeng.

Qiu Bodeng stared at the ring, thinking about a lot of things messily, but couldn't come up with a clue.It's just that the exquisite ring rolled down on the felt carpet alone, and the inlaid snow crystals flashed with the firelight, piercing his eyes.

After hesitating for a long time, Qiu Bodeng stretched out his arms and fished it back.

It was at this time that he discovered that there were several Thule letters engraved in the snow crystal inlaid on the face of the ring.

do not know.

"……what?"

he muttered.

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