Wolf boy

With a loud shout from Xing Wu, the old man who was kneeling at the door and kowtowing to Ah Tong was awakened immediately. He raised his head, his eyes were cloudy, but slightly yellowed, and Ah Tong looked at those eyes, slightly crooked. Tilt your head.

But without waiting to look any further, Zong Shuo got up and stood in front of Ah Tong, staring fixedly at the "Tianmu man".

Zong Shuo blocked the sight of the old man who was still describing Ah Tong carefully. His tall body completely blocked the young man behind him, not even a single strand of hair was exposed.

The old man paused, looked at Zong Shuo, thought for a long time, and gradually stopped looking at Ah Tong deliberately, so he bent down to salute Zong Shuo on the spot, but he only bowed and did not bow his palms to the sky to ask for reference. "Dear Yueshi, I don't know if you summoned me, what's your order?"

The old man was already very old, and even his voice had the characteristic hoarseness of the elderly. On the grassland, not many people could live to this age.

At this time, Ah Tong poked his head out from behind Zong Shuo to look at this man. He was still eating a milk cake with milk dregs sticking to his mouth.

There was no outsider in the house, and the leader of the Bayan tribe was very knowledgeable. When the Tianmu people entered the tent, he had already called the servants in the tent to go out with him, so Zong Shuo said something slowly to the old man .

"I'm going to the holy mountain, and I need the guidance of the Tianmu people."

Under Zong Shuo's powerful aura, the old man didn't see any panic or fear at all. Only when he heard the word "Holy Mountain", he straightened up suddenly, looked at Zong Shuo, and then at a man protruding from behind him. Brain boy.

"Dear Yueshi, you can't go to the holy mountain. I hope you will think about it again."

Seeing that the legendary "Tianmu Man" was such an old man, Xing Wu sighed in his heart a long time ago. Just the thin bones of the little old man, let alone the holy mountain that I don't know where, even if he leaves the tribe, he will hang himself. !Not to mention how many interceptions will be experienced along the way.

"I said old man, you are so old, it doesn't matter if you don't go, but do you have a son or something, please come and come with us."

Zong Shuo raised his hand to stop Xing Wu's words. His deputy general is not from the grasslands, so he doesn't know. There is only one "Tianmu person" in a generation. The old man is not dead, which means that his descendants have not yet awakened such abilities. .

"But what's the problem?" Zong Shuo saw that the old man was not very willing, so he wanted to find out a little bit. Although he was the last Yue clan on this vast grassland, after his family changed, he was "imprisoned" in the deep palace. Undoubtedly, this is the first time he has returned to his "hometown".

The old man shook his head when he heard the words. Just as he was about to speak, Ah Tong behind Zong Shuo waved at him, "Hey! Uncle, Lord, that..." The young man didn't know what to call an old man of his age. As you can see, the oldest one is only old man Zheng in Dingping Mansion who has been kind to him, but it is obvious that old man Zheng and the old man in front of him are not of the same nature!

Zong Shuo raised his hand and scratched Ah Tong's chin, "Call me old man."

The old man looked inexplicably at Zong Shuo's skin-to-skin contact with Ah Tong, and his face was not very good-looking.

"Well, old man!" After speaking, Ah Tong looked up at Zong Shuo to show that he was right, Zong Shuo also nodded.

"Old man, why don't you stand up and talk! What are you doing kneeling?" Ah Tong was about to help the old man, but Zong Shuo grabbed the young man.

General, he could see clearly just now that the old man obviously knelt down first, and then bowed to himself in a disguised manner. He didn't know the details of this "Tianmu man", but he knew a little about Ah Tong's details...

Zong Shuo didn't want the young man to get involved in any trouble, in case the old man had plots against Ah Tong, he stood between them.

When the old man heard that Ah Tong was coming to help him, he was so flattered that he was a little panicked. He quickly got up by himself, "How dare you! How dare I, old man."

Zong Shuo still asked, "Why can't we go to the Holy Mountain?"

The old man stood aside with his hands down, and said slowly, "You are Yueshi, you should know, Holy Mountain..."

This person's words were vague and secretive. Zong Shuo was already impetuous, and now he was even more anxious when he heard it. He knew?He knows what to ask!His mother left so suddenly, how could he pass it on in time!

The cold hair on Ah Tong's body sensitively sensed that Zong Shuo's "bad energy" was coming up!He looked up, and sure enough, his eyes were a little red!

So Ah Tong hurriedly hugged Zong Shuo's strong waist from behind, and muttered, "Hey! Hurry up, calm down, calm down, I won't be angry when others are angry, and I will be struck by lightning when angry!"

He, Ana, taught him many strange things, and now, this mantra of "don't get angry", Ah Tong felt that it was too correct!

Zong Shuo frowned, Ah Tong hurriedly said to the old man again, "Old man, you can tell me quickly, I am really anxious to death."

The old man looked at the two silently, then stroked his white beard, "Don't you know? The holy mountain has been closed for four or fifty years, and no one has ever entered it again."

"We're only going to find a miracle doctor, it doesn't matter if we go into the mountain or not." Zong Shuo stared at the old man.

The old man sighed, and asked Ah Tong again, "You, do you want to go back too?"

Ah Tong saw Zong Shuo slowing down, so he let go of his hand, but it was as if he had no bones, and he was sticking to the man, "Me? I want to go, if he goes, then I will go."

As the young man said, he raised his eyes and glanced slightly at Zong Shuo. He managed to follow here, but he must not give up halfway!

But as for what it is to "give up halfway" without a man, he didn't think about it carefully.

The old man hesitated for a while, then knelt down again and kowtowed to the two of them, "2 generations of Tianmu people, please accept the decree."

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The matter of finding people came to an end, Ah Tong saw that Zong Shuo was still holding the sheepskin to study, "Zong Shuo, you have a guide, do you still want to look at the picture?"

The man looked at the simple and directionless picture in his hand, and stretched out his hand to press his temple. He didn't believe anyone, and kept his hand in everything, just like hiding a trick in a chess game. He never showed all his cards.

Even, sometimes, in the illusion where demons and monsters are rampant, he doesn't even believe in himself.

Not to mention a "Tianmu person" who has been passed down for more than 200 generations.

Ah Tong blinked again, "Let me help you see!"

Zong Shuo didn't take back his hand either, so the young man lay on his back and began to study seriously with his mouth pursed on the sheepskin scroll unfolded by his big hands.

Zong Shuo is in a better mood now, sometimes he just needs to smell the warm breath of the young man to feel better, and he also feels that the world is more real.

Seeing Ah Tong's seriousness, he wanted to laugh a little. This kid can't even write a few words correctly, and he still recognizes the pictures.

Zong Shuo leaned back on the low table, leaving a place for the young man who came over behind him, but he still teased him, "Do you know the south, east, north, and west?"

Ah Tong looked at it for a while, looking at the simple mountains and rivers carved on the sheepskin with something. He looked at the man with his collar pulled, revealing a large chest, "Of course I know! Isn't this the North."

As he said that, the young man stretched out his finger, which was clean even between his nails, and pointed towards the lower right corner of the picture, "Here, Bei."

Zong Shuo thought Ah Tong was just making himself happy, so he didn't care. He just put away the picture and stood up, wrapping his strong arms around the young man's waist, and led them out of the tent.

Ah Tong's feet were off the ground, so he could only hold the man tightly with his hands, "Eh? What are you doing, I haven't finished watching yet."

"Aren't you without pants?"

As soon as Ah Tong heard this, he was happy, and let the man hold him out of the tent. Not only did he not struggle, but he even shook his feet in satisfaction.

Even though today's grasslands are not abundant, the Bayan tribe is still hospitable. The leader did not reveal the news of the arrival of the "Yuezhi" to the tribe, but only said that his old friend Hu'er Zhahe came to visit, calling women and brothers Prepare food and wine, first kill a sheep to celebrate.

At night, the Bayan Department lights torches and dances to welcome the distinguished guests. They have been working hard for a long time to make a living. Today, they can take advantage of the light of the guests to relax for a while with good wine and good food to relieve their burdens. Take a breath in between.

Ah Tong was inspired by such enthusiastic and outgoing people, he laughed and danced together with his followers, learning the dance posture of shaking shoulders and lowering waist, he is very good at playing tricks, everyone loves him.

He ran around and came back, and even drank a few glasses of wine. Zong Shuo saw the young man throw himself on him with a slight sweet smell of alcohol.The man frowned, who gave him the wine!This kid really has no defense at all, anyone who gives him a drink will drink.

But the smell of alcohol gradually tightened Zong Shuo's heart. He remembered that night with the same smell, the touch between his hands was so real, ambiguous and frightening.

So Zong Shuo took Ah Tong, who was about to go out to play, by his side, "Stop drinking!"

Ah Tong disagreed, and twisted his body, "I don't, the wine is delicious."

On the other hand, Zong Shuo pinched the boy's wine-smelling reddish face, moved closer to meet his gaze, and said word by word, "When you're drunk, who cares if you show something?" After finishing speaking, the man lifted his With the other hand, he rubbed back and forth on Ah Tong's soft hair.

Ah Tong was rubbed back and forth on the critical part of the top of his head by the hot hand through his hair, and immediately he couldn't stand it anymore, his waist immediately went limp, and he couldn't use his strength to struggle.

Zong Shuo squinted his eyes darkened, but Ah Tong finally couldn't bear it anymore, finally he lowered his head, put the piece of soft hair on Zong Shuo's shoulder, and muttered softly.

"Yeah, don't knead anymore, it can't be done, that, that is going to come out!"

Zong Shuo also spoke in a tight voice, "Are you still drinking?"

"No more drinking, no more drinking."

Zong Shuo and his group, except Ah Tong, did not drink alcohol. They enjoyed Youbang's dance with smiles on their faces, but their bodies were vigilant and self-disciplined.

Xing Wu was sitting by the bonfire cutting mutton with a silver knife to eat. He secretly looked at the two interesting people beside him, amused in his heart, and saw that His Highness couldn't help but eat the mutton happily. Said, the taste is very good!

Well, he also has today!He and Xiao Ran, after following Zong Shuo, were immediately compared to this handsome gentleman who was famous in Beijing at that time, not to mention that he was born with dark skin, and he was unappreciative, so there is no chance for women from now on.Seeing Zong Shuo like this now, he is very angry!

When the three of them were enjoying themselves, a young man came straight over. He bypassed the "protagonist" of the banquet, Zhahe suddenly, but walked towards Ah Tong with a jug in his hand.

Xing Wu took a look, um, not to mention, he is a handsome young man, with a pair of eyes that make him look like a god!However, this handsome boy didn't seem to know how to look at his eyebrows. Zong Shuo had already protected Ah Tong, yet this man walked up to Ah Tong and toasted him.

"My friend, you are as clear as a deer, I love you, can you drink my glass of wine?"

The deputy general thought to himself, good guy!This man is so brave, he confronted Zong Shuo!

Zong Shuo sneered, and stood up holding Ah Tong in his arms. He was much taller than that man, and his aura was the result of thousands of troops, and his evil spirit came up. He was not like a living Hades!

It's just that the man has not regressed, Xing Wu admires him a little now, this is a talent!If it is sent to the army, if their highness falls ill, loses his temper, and no one dares to deliver the military report, let him deliver it, sure!

"You, who are you?" That handsome boy was still fighting for the initiative, but Ah Tong waved his hands and said no, I love you too, but I can't drink anymore.

When Zong Shuo heard this, he immediately turned his head and stared at Ah Tong!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xing Wu was about to get up when he saw an old man beside him, who was the "Tianmu person".

The old man quickly walked up to these people, and quickly asked the young man to bow down to salute with him, but the young man was still somewhat dissatisfied.

The Tianmu people respectfully said to Zongshuo, "Master, this is the grandson I mentioned to you today, his name is Cha Muduan, and he will accompany me to show the Lord the way."

"..." The atmosphere froze for a while, but Ah Tong stared back and forth with his head in a daze.

Seeing this, Xing Wu sat down, then raised his knife to cut the meat and ate it, sighing in his heart, "Come on, it's lively this time."