"Excuse me, is this the Kingdom of Lu Shi?" Qiu Yan pulled Qin Susu up from the ground and tried to communicate again.
However, these people looked at each other, muttering something under their breath, leaving Qiu Yan and Qin Susu completely bewildered.
These people were clearly not from the Central Plains. Qiu Yan didn't know whether this was actually the State of Lu Shi.
She had no idea which tribe or ethnic group this was.
All she could confirm at the moment was that this place belonged to the Western Regions.
"%#%&@￥..." The crowd began to murmur amongst themselves.
Qiu Yan saw curiosity and astonishment in their eyes.
They had never seen anyone like Qiu Yan and her companion before, nor did they know where they came from or why they had suddenly appeared.
Having no other option, Qiu Yan resorted to gesturing wildly.
She told everyone,
He and Qin Susu had just crossed the desert.
"Um, do you have anything to eat? We have money." Qin Susu finally regained her composure.
Because she smelled the aroma of food.
Furthermore, the women's clothing...
In her mind, what ordinary woman would dare to expose her shoulders?
At this moment, a slightly plump woman in her fifties stepped out of the tent.
When she came back in, she had several pieces of bread and a bowl of noodle soup in her hands.
The noodle soup was piping hot, steaming, making Qin Susu's mouth water.
She took the cake from the woman, mumbled a thank you, and began to eat.
Qiu Yan accepted the cake and thanked the woman respectfully.
She had barely started eating when Qin Susu had already devoured a whole round pancake and gulped down the soup.
Qin Susu actually wanted to eat more, but out of consideration for their relationship, she didn't dare to ask for more.
Just as these foreign tribesmen were chattering away, a monk entered the tent.
As the monks entered, the murmurs inside the tent subsided somewhat.
They began to communicate in a language they could understand.
"Why is there a strange monk here?" Qin Susu's lips widened slightly, clearly surprised.
She couldn't close her mouth for a long time.
Qiu Yan was also somewhat surprised.
The monk in front of me was a foreign monk who looked to be in his thirties.
The wide monk's robe covered his entire body, and his seven-foot height made him appear tall and straight, but slightly thin.
He possessed an innate nobility; simply standing quietly, he exuded an extraordinary aura.
His lips were thin and well-defined, with a slight upturn at the corners, which made him appear kind and easygoing.
The foreign monk put his hands together in prayer position.
"Foolish man, nun, master? From where, lazy one?"
As soon as she opened her mouth, Qiu Yan's mind raced.
Thanks to her brain, she was able to understand the monk's broken language.
Thank goodness, finally someone I can communicate with has arrived.
Although, communication may be a bit difficult.
"Hahaha, you strange monk, you're quite amusing. We're not simpletons, we're very clever, hahaha... You're hilarious... hahaha..."
After laughing, Qin Susu noticed Qiu Yan's gaze and quickly shut her mouth.
This foreign monk is neither fish nor fowl.
Furthermore, Qin Susu had never heard his broken language before.
Qiu Yan then clasped her hands together and said, "Master, we come from the Central Plains. Could you tell us if this is the State of Lu?"
She never forgets the important matters at any time.
The foreign monk clasped his hands together again, mentally translating Qiu Yan's words. After a pause, he said:
“Lushi, Jiu, Zheli, Shi.”
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