Chapter 327 Kara Sacred Mountain
The fire was burning brightly in the small room. There was no one else around. Song Dekui took off his fur coat and only wore a thin indigo jacket. He sat by the fire with his legs apart.
As he cut the dried meat with a knife and put it into the pot, he chatted with Song Liyun: "Xiaoyun, do you think there is really a Wuda tribe here? Could it be that the man surnamed Lin is lying to us?"
Before, when he was on the road, he was so focused on getting on with his journey that he didn't think about whether there was any problem.
Now we have arrived at the Kala Snow Mountain, but not only have we not seen any people, we haven't even seen a sheep. Such a large tribe can't hide everything.
Song Dekui was a little uneasy.
The ruffian named Lin is used to sweet talk. Could he be lying to himself and others?
Song Liyun also took off her fur coat at this time. She had just washed her hands and face, and carefully applied antifreeze balm to protect her skin.
She also briefly washed her hair and tied it into a loose bun to relax her tired body from the journey.
Hearing Song Dekui's suspicion that Lin Qingyuan was lying, Song Liyun looked up and smiled slightly: "Lin Qingyuan loves money and cherishes his life very much. He won't risk his life for a lie."
This journey seemed to be completed smoothly.
Apart from encountering a pack of wolves, there are no other risks, all of which are based on Song Liyun's warm wooden hut and three hot meals a day.
For ordinary caravans, just getting food and drink along the way is a big deal. On winter nights without tents, there is a possibility of losing life every night.
What Lin Qingyuan needs to be wary of is his elder brother, the mistress of the Lin family. It is impossible for him to lie to others for no reason. Song Liyun still believes him on this point.
Song Liyun lowered her head and looked at the map in her hand.
Compared with Lin Qingyuan's simple children's drawing, Song Liyun's map marks the approximate distance.
Unfortunately, there was no way to measure it, so she could only guess based on the distance the horse had run.
It’s better to have a map than nothing, and to have this experience.
Next time she comes from Guangbao to Kala Mountain, she can go directly through the uninhabited area, which will shorten the journey.
These are all things for the future. The problem now is how to quickly find the people of the Wuda tribe.
Spread the news that the East Vietnamese will launch a surprise attack so that the tribe can prepare early.
Song Dekui laughed and said, "What's there to think about? We've already reached the edge of the mountain. We just need to ride around and make some noise. If the people from the Wuda tribe are really here, they will find us.
You have to find a way to prove that we are here to deliver a message, so as not to cause any misunderstanding."
Song Liyun smoothed a few strands of hair by her ears. Her eyes lit up when she heard this, and she gave Song Dekui a thumbs up: "Uncle Kui is right."
The mountains are high and the forests are dense, so it's hard to find anyone, so don't look for them. Since the Wuda tribe lives in seclusion here, they must have left sentries, so let the people from the Wuda tribe come to find me.
Song Liyun breathed a sigh of relief, the burden in her heart was lifted, and she felt relaxed.
He took out a few strings of eggplants, peppers and beans roasted by Tianxianglou from the space, heated them by the fire, and the fragrance immediately filled the air.
Song Dekui twitched his nose, his eyes sparkling: "Humph! Don't let Lin the ruffian see these goodies!"
Since they entered the grassland, they had only rice porridge, dry cakes and barbecued meat. Especially in the past two days, they had been fed with wolf meat so much that it was difficult for them to poop.
As soon as he saw the vegetables, his eyes lit up.
Song Liyun threw the skewers to him and took out a big, juicy radish and started chewing it.
She used a small silver bag to trick the space storage function, but she didn't dare to show it too much. This kind of rare fresh food in winter should be kept in a safe place for people to see.
Seeing the big radish, Song Dekui hurriedly said while holding the skewer, "Don't eat it all by yourself, give me some too!"
The uncle and nephew were sharing food in the small house, but the big house was unusually quiet.
Balin sat quietly with his eyes closed, muttering to himself.
Lin Qingyuan collapsed beside the fire. His waist ached from traveling so much these days, and Lao Qian was massaging his back.
"Oh my! Old Qian, you're going to break my waist!"
Balin suddenly opened his eyes and growled, "No noise allowed in the sacred mountain."
Lin Qingyuan sat up and said lazily, "What sacred mountain? Isn't it just a mountain with trees growing on it? What a weird thing!"
"Shut up! If it weren't for the favor of the God's Messenger, you wouldn't even be qualified to enter the mountain."
Lin Qingyuan rolled his eyes and ignored him.
Ever since Song Liyun showed the bag that could hold things, these Di people went crazy, saying that Song Liyun was the envoy of God!
Messenger of God?
Song Liyun said that she could only use "divine objects" and was not a goddess, so Balin and the others called her a divine messenger, meaning a messenger who represented the gods in the mortal world.
Lin Qingyuan curled his lips and sighed.
He was extremely jealous that Song Liyun could pick up such a treasure while resting in a dilapidated temple.
It would be great if I could use it myself and use it to pack and deliver things for business!
However, he could only think about it with envy. That thing had to recognize its owner. To others, it was just a small bag, but only Song Liyun could use it.
What's more, these Di people have long regarded Song Liyun as a messenger of God, and I feel offended... Haha, that would be terrible!
Kara Mountain!
This is a place name that is both very familiar and unfamiliar to the Di people.
There are also several big mountains on the vast Di Lu grassland.
For the Di people who make a living by grazing on the grasslands, these mountains are mysterious and dangerous. They say that gods live in them and that people cannot enter casually.
It was not until he arrived here and saw the majestic appearance of Mount Kara that Balin realized that he had arrived at the sacred mountain.
And this girl is God's messenger.
Balin never expected that he would accidentally meet a girl from the Wu Dynasty, and for some unknown reason he agreed to escort her to the Wuda tribe.
He felt that all this was arranged by the gods, and meeting the messenger of the gods was the beginning of his tribe's imminent strength.
A night passed, and when dawn came, everyone realized that something was wrong.
The snow on Kara Mountain was falling heavily, like cotton balls falling down.
Thick snow piled up on the roof of the wooden house overnight, and even the door was almost impossible to open.
The first thing everyone did was shovel snow.
And the second thing is trouble!
What we need now is to find the Wuda tribe as soon as possible.
According to Song Liyun and Song Dekui's idea last night, they were going to ride horses in a high-profile manner outside the mountain to attract the people from the tribe to come out and meet them.
But now... in the dense snow, let alone riding a horse, I can't even see the road clearly.
In other words, they were trapped as soon as they arrived here!
This sleep lasted for a whole day, and everyone did nothing but eat and sleep.
The next day, Lin Qingyuan stood at the door of the big house with his sleeves rolled up, lazily looking at the flying heavy snow and the people who were working hard to clear the snow on the wooden house with branches.
If you can't leave, you can only wait!
He was just yawning when he saw Song Liyun coming out of the woods, knee-deep in snow. He hurriedly said, "Manager Song, are you looking for the way? I tell you to stop wasting time. In this heavy snow, if you get lost and fall into a snow pit, how can we find you?"
Now Song Liyun is not alone, but everyone's granary. With her around, no one will be afraid of going hungry no matter how long it takes. No accidents can happen.
(End of this chapter)
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