The imagined rage and indignation did not occur. The five men and women with black eyes in front of him did not show any signs of fighting at all. Their expressions were calmer than Sangji had imagined.
"Aren't you from the Rakshasa country? My mother is your fellow countryman. How can you be so cold-blooded and unmoved?"
Sangji's original intention was to use words to "provoke" the people in front of him to have sympathy for his mother and indignation towards the Prince of Shahe's Mansion.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the woman who had held the knife to his neck opened her lips and said firmly: "We are not from the Rakshasa Kingdom."
"Ah?" Sang Ji widened his eyes in surprise, not knowing how to react for a moment.
"We are not from the Rakshasa Kingdom." Wei Yunlan said very frankly.
From the very beginning, she had no intention of fooling Sangji about this matter.
Not because of honesty, but because there is no need.
In the beginning, they brought Sangji back not to inquire about the things he mentioned about Rakshasa Kingdom and Prince Shahe's Palace. The reason was very simple, that is, he could speak the language of Mosan Kingdom and the language of Rakshasa Kingdom which was similar to "Dayong language".
They need someone who can understand the language and convey the meaning to them, and they also need someone to teach them the language.
It was perfect that Sangji bumped into me.
As for the experiences he described, Wei Yunlan and others sympathized with them, but they could not be used as a tool by him just because of their sympathy.
Their purpose of coming to the northwestern countries was to bring back high-yield grains, to understand the various crafts and customs that were different from Dayong, and to prepare for opening up trade routes and bilateral trade in the future, rather than involving themselves in the disputes between the northwestern countries and forces.
However, due to the same black hair and black eyes, it was obviously impossible for them to stay out of it completely.
It is very necessary for the Prince Shahe's Mansion to find out what use the blood of the man with black hair and black eyes is to them.
"You are really not from Rakshasa?" Sangji bit his lip and asked again without giving up.
"No." Wei Yunlan said calmly, "There is no need for us to lie to you."
Sang Ji's eyes were slightly stunned, and he was at a loss for a moment.
"Sanji, how about we make a deal?"
Sang Ji's scattered eyes focused again on Wei Yunlan, who was holding a dagger in front of him, "...What deal?"
"We will take you to the Rakshasa Kingdom. Whether you want revenge or to find your relatives, it will be up to you to decide."
"As a reward, during this period of time before we arrive at Rakshasa Country, you have to relay what the people here say to us, and also teach us the language used here as much as possible."
The first sentence made Sang Ji's eyes light up, and then a hint of enlightenment appeared in his eyes.
"Now I really believe that you are not from the Rakshasa Kingdom..."
I can't even understand the language used by all the countries. Where did these five people in front of me come from?
Sang Ji rolled his eyes, knowing that even if he asked, the people in front of him might not answer his questions. As for the deal they proposed, he had already agreed in his heart, but he couldn't help but ask one more question, "Do I have the right to refuse?"
Seeing the stubborn look in his eyes, Wei Yunlan curled the corners of his mouth slightly, turned the dagger in his hand, and asked softly: "What do you think?"
…
It turns out that having one more Sangji is still of great use.
Apart from anything else, at least it makes communicating with people and buying and selling things a lot more convenient. You no longer have to pretend to be dumb and use your fingers to buy things.
In just one day, Wei Yunlan and Zou Yun took Sang Ji to the morning and evening markets and found many things that were not often seen in Dayong.
In addition, Sang Ji also taught Wei Yunlan and others some of the most commonly used phrases, such as greeting acquaintances or asking each other's names.
"Try it. The yogurt that Zou Yun and Miss Wei bought in the evening tastes good and is quite appetizing!" Wang Lu put the jar in his arms on the table and called Suihe who stayed in the room.
After greeting, he turned around and asked Sangji, "Sangji, how do you say it tastes good?"
Sangji's eyes rolled around and he said something in gibberish.
Then he looked at Wang Lu cunningly, waiting for him to repeat it.
But before Wang Lu could say anything, Sui He slapped the table with her skinny hand, raising a cloud of dust. "Sang Ji, why are you teaching us nonsense?"
Looking at the table that had just trembled twice and seemed to have a crack, Sang Ji swallowed his saliva with a guilty conscience and explained dryly: "How could I teach blindly..."
"You still say you didn't teach me nonsense?" Sui He said unhappily, "I clearly heard the young lady say that what you just said means dog shit! The young lady just told me that when the kid next door was talking about it yesterday."
"..." Sang Ji had no way to refute it and smiled awkwardly.
It must be said that the Miss Wei, whom Suihe called "Miss", learns very quickly.
I just started learning it last night, and this evening at the market, I was already able to bargain with people on my own.
Glancing at Suihe's angry eyes, Sangji was worried that her powerful slap would accidentally land on him, so he quickly changed the subject and asked them, "Did they really go to Prince Shahe's mansion?"
"How can this be false?" Wang Lu replied casually.
Sang Ji smacked his lips in surprise, "But there are so many guards in the Prince's Palace, and there are also soldiers around Sang Ge..."
"Don't worry about that." Wang Lu glanced in the direction of Sang Ji calmly, curled his lips to avenge Sang Ji's teaching, and deliberately said, "Little kid, don't worry about so many things, or you won't grow tall in the future."
At the same time, Wei Yunlan, Zou Yun and Chen Yan, who had been trying to figure out how Sang Ji had sneaked into the Prince's Mansion, had already arrived at the "口" character in the middle of the Hui-shaped layout of the Prince's Mansion in Shahe.
When you get closer, you can see that although this place looks deserted and empty, it is actually more strictly guarded than outside.
Especially outside the solemn main building in the middle, there were no less than ten guards guarding secretly.
The three men had originally not planned to confront the guards, but after searching for a while, they found that the building did not even have a window except for the gate.
"Heiyun, it's up to you." Wei Yunlan patted Heiyun's head gently.
A black figure leaped down, and soon, screams were heard from below.
Three or four guards hiding in the shadows were bitten by the dog one after another.
"Ah, damn, where did this dog come from!"
"He ran over there, chase him!"
Soon, only two guards were left guarding the door.
Zou Yun and Chen Yan dodged and each of them struck the man with a knife, knocking him unconscious.
"You go in, I'll watch outside." Chen Yan opened the door.
Zou Yun and Wei Yunlan flashed inside.
The night was pitch black, and the room was equally dim, with only the candlelight emitting a faint yellowish light.
Looking through the dim light towards the center of the room, there were many red ropes tied with bells, intertwined like the talismans drawn by Taoist priests.
Between these red ropes, there was a jade table, on which lay an old man with closed eyes and white hair.
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