Super Trick or Treat System

"I sit down and they will listen." Li Huai hoped so. Whether Buck and the moderates will lead the family leader when they return is a fact that he cannot be sure.

Continue to say: "This is something we must hold a meeting." "But it is a concept of power. Yes, a person worth thinking about, God. I will consider..."

He got up and left. Li Badi blinked beside the fire. He is very tired and doesn't like sleeping in this camp. But he must not be without the rest his body needs to provide him with a clear head in the morning. Not showing upset may be a way to gain confidence.

9

Li Huai leaned on the spire of the rock, raised his right hand, and stretched it toward the path of the sun, with sparkling metal in his palm. Flashed by... Flashed by... He sent out a signal map, just like his ancestors a hundred years ago, using a trade mirror in the distant space to send war warnings between Chiricahua and the White Mountains. If you return home safely, and if you maintain the agreed monitoring distance of that mountain, which is about a mile away, then the clan will know that he is coming and what escorts are.

He waited now, not rubbing the small metal mirror on the loose sleeve of his shirt, waiting for a reply. Mirrors are the best, not fireworks, because fireworks will spread too many people on the mountain. Must be back...

"what do you do?"

His wizard's robe was pulled up, so his breeches and boots were pitch black on the golden rock and climbed aside. , And riding together, provided him with one of their little pony on the way. The Tatars were still wary of him, but he did not blame them for their caution.

"Ah-" The light in front flickered. One...two...three flashes, pause, then twice. He has been read. Buck sent scouts to meet with them, and knowing the skills of his employees in business, Li Huai was sure that the Tatars would never doubt their flanks unless the Apaches showed up on purpose. The Tatars do not want to go to the ranch, but the Apache delegation will meet at the midpoint. The Tatar people don't have time to understand how many clans.

Looking at the sentinel in front of him thanking him. "In this way, are you talking to your own man?"

"I speak like this."

"A good thing, worth remembering. We have drums, but that is for the ears of all hearing people. This only suits the eyes of those who watch it. Yes, this is a good thing. And yours The people-will they meet us?"

"They are waiting," Li Badi confirmed.

It was almost noon, and the heat gathered in the form of rocks was as heavy as the air itself. The Tatars took off their heavy coats and lifted the fur edge of the hat from the sweaty face to the top of the head. Every time they stopped, they took out their hands from Markut's purse.

Now, even the pony drooped its head and found a way through the cut into the deep canyon. Li Huai watched the scouts. It was not the first time he thought of the disappearance of coyotes. Somehow, returning to the Tatar camp, he counted the crooks. When he started to return from the mountain, he regretted seeing the animals rejoin him.

But he saw nothing of the beasts, nor did he feel that he had had unexplainable spiritual contact with them since waking up on Topaz for the first time. He doesn't know why they left him so unceremoniously after defending him from the Mongolian attack, and why they are now kept aloof. But he realized that an alarm would sound when they continued to be absent, and he hoped he would find that they had returned to the cistern.

The pony trembled along the sandy dunes at the bottom of the canyon. Here, the heat became insignificant, and the men panted like quadrupeds running in front of hunters. In the end, Li Huai saw what he had been looking for, the flashes of movement on the upper wall. He raised his hand and pulled the mount to the shelf. The Apache stood under the panorama, bowed ready, the arrow on the rope. But they have no voice.

Kadesa cried, and guided her mount to equal Li Huai's.

"Trap!" Her face was full of heat and anger.

Li Badi smiled slowly. "Are there any ropes around you, wolf girl?" he asked softly. "Are you dragging on this sand now?"

Her mouth opened and then closed again. She lifted half of the feather knife and slashed at him and threw it at the pony's neck.

Apache looked back at the two men. Herragul's hand was on the hilt of his sword, and his eyes flew from one of the silent watchmen to the other. But there is no hope that the Tatar's position is too flat. Only Menlik hadn't moved any weapons, not even his wand. Instead, he sat quietly in the saddle, showing no affection for Apaches, only his usual self-confidence.

"Let's continue." Li Huai pointed forward.

Just as they suddenly appeared from the center of the golden cliff, these scouts also disappeared. Most of them have arrived at the location where Buck chose to attend the meeting. There are only six people there, but one cannot know how big this number is in the entire clan.

Li Bad Pony raised his head, opened his nose, and stumbled away. Somewhere ahead is water, which is one of the oasis of growth and life, spread across the mountains to protect all animals and all people.

Menlik and Haragu continued to advance until their mounts were firm on the heels of the girl and Li Bai. Li Huai wanted to know if they were still waiting for the arrow to shoot home, even though he saw both of them ignoring the ride for scouts patrolling out.

The small leafy bushes beckoned, and the pony quickened its pace and entered the tributary canyon, where there was a small pool and beautiful grass. Buck stood on the side of the water, arms crossed on his chest, armed only with a belt knife. Behind him are Decree, Tessoy, Nolan, and Manulito-Lee hurriedly making the watch. And will be grouped together, or when he last appeared in the middle. From the past on Buck's stairs, both stopped more than half. Nolan is a quiet person, seldom speaks, his opinion Li Huai cannot predict. Will be refunded.

Such a divided party may be the best gathering Li Huai could have hoped for. A delegation composed entirely of people preparing to leave-the bucks and-the collection-is beyond the scope of possibility. But Li Huai was not happy to be involved.

Li Hao dismounted, let the pony push forward alone, dipping his nose into the swimming pool.

"This is," Li Huai pointed out politely with his chin: "Manrique talked to the ghost.... the chief's son Haragul and the chief's daughter Kedesa. They belong to the people of northern Malaysia." He spoke serious in English. Made an introduction.

Then he turned to people. "Buck, Decree, Nolan, Manullito, Zoa," he named them all. "These positions are for listening and speaking for the Apaches."

But after a while, when the two parties sat down face to face, he wondered whether the tribes in an irregular circle could make a common decision. 'S expression is turned off. He even walked a short distance, as if he didn't want to approach strangers. Li Huai read his distrust and hostility into every line of his body.

He himself began to speak, retelling the adventures he had experienced since Kedesa’s footprint, which he learned from the Tatar-Mongol settlement and her Menlik to draft the situation. He spoke in English very carefully so that people could hear all his voices. Reporting his own situation. Although most of it must have been reported, I still heard a blank face. After completion, a question was asked:

"What do we have to do with these people?"

"It's this-" Li Huai carefully chose his own words, thinking about what might make the soldiers who still adapt to the Raiders of a hundred years ago move forward, "Pingda-lick-we call it \'\', they Never want to live side by side with anyone who doesn’t care. The weapons they have, such as the rope that breaks our bow rope, our swords are rusted, they will not kill, they will enslaved and when they find us If they live, they will fight against us-"

Decree moved his lips and grinned. "This is a vast land and we know how to use it. ---We will not be found-"

"Maybe they don't have eyes," Li Bad replied. "With their machine, that is another matter."

"Machine!" Deckley spit. "Always these machines... is all you can say? It seems that you are fascinated by these machines, but we have never seen them-none of us!"

"This is the machine that brought you here," Buck observed. "Look back at the spaceship and remember. When dealing with metal and wire and things that can be made of both, --- knows more than ours. The machine takes us along the interstellar path, and there is no tracking in the clan I want to do this. But now I want to ask: Does our brother have a plan?"

"Those are red people," Li Huai replied slowly, "they are not many. But in the future there may be more from our own world. Have you heard of such news?" He asked Menlik.

"Not so, but we have not been told too much. We live separately and none of us will go on board unless he is called. Because they have weapons to protect them, or because they have been dead for a long time. One person from the pot Eating, blowing in the wind, sleeping soundly under the same sky as the man who killed his brother."

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