The fire in the stove in the small house was burning brightly. There was no one else around. Song Dekui took off his fur robe and sat casually by the stove, wearing only an indigo-blue thin jacket.
As he cut pieces of dried meat with a knife and put them into the pot, he chatted with Song Liyun: "Xiaoyun, do you think there really is an Uda tribe here? Or is it just that the Lin guy is lying to us?"
He was so focused on getting there that he didn't think about whether there was a problem.
We've arrived at the Kara Snow Mountain, but we haven't seen a single person or even a sheep. A tribe that big can't possibly hide everything.
Song Dekui felt somewhat uneasy.
The scoundrel surnamed Lin is used to sweet talk; could he be lying and deceiving us 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.
I quickly washed my hair and tied it into a loose bun to relax my tired body from the journey.
Upon hearing Song Dekui's suspicion that Lin Qingyuan was lying, Song Liyun looked up and smiled slightly: "Lin Qingyuan loves money and values his life very much. He won't risk his life for a lie."
The journey seemed to go smoothly.
Apart from encountering a pack of wolves, there were no other risks, all thanks to Song Liyun's warm prefab house and three hot meals a day.
For ordinary caravans, just finding food and drink along the way was a major issue. Without tents, every winter night could mean the risk of losing their lives.
Lin Qingyuan needed to be wary of his elder brother, the matriarch of the Lin family. He wouldn't lie to people for no reason, and Song Liyun believed him on this point.
Song Liyun looked down at the map in her hand.
Compared to Lin Qingyuan's simple children's drawings, Song Liyun's map shows the approximate distance.
Unfortunately, there was no way to measure it; she could only estimate based on the distance the horse had traveled.
Having a map is better than having none; it's an experience to have.
Next time she comes from Guangbao to Karashan, she can cross the no-man's-land directly, making the journey even shorter.
These are all things for the future; the immediate problem is how to quickly locate the people of the Uda tribe.
Send back news of the Dongyue tribe's surprise attack so that the tribe can prepare in advance.
Song Dekui chuckled: "What's there to think about? We're already at the foot of the mountain. All we need to do is ride around on horseback and make a scene. If the people of the Uda tribe are really here, they'll find us."
"But you'd better figure out a way to prove we're here to deliver a message, so there's no misunderstanding."
Song Liyun brushed a few strands of hair behind her ear, her eyes lit up when she heard this, and she gave Song Dekui a thumbs up: "Uncle Kui is right."
The mountains are vast and the forests are dense, so it's not easy to find people here. Since the Uda tribe has secluded themselves here, they must have left sentries. So let the people of the Uda tribe come looking for me.
Song Liyun breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much lighter as the burden in her heart was lifted.
He took out several skewers of grilled eggplant, peppers, and green beans from Tianxianglou from his spatial storage, heated them by the fire, and the aroma immediately filled the air.
Song Dekui sniffed, his eyes gleaming: "Hmph! Don't let that scoundrel Lin see these good things!"
Since entering the grassland, they have had nothing but rice porridge, dry bread, and roasted meat. In particular, for the past two days, they have had plenty of wolf meat, so much so that they have had trouble defecating.
Upon seeing the vegetables, their eyes lit up with a gleam of green.
Song Liyun tossed him the skewers and then took out a plump, juicy radish and started munching on it herself.
She used a small silver pouch to conceal its storage function, and dared not be too ostentatious, as it was best to keep such rare winter fresh produce out of sight.
Seeing the large radish, Song Dekui, still holding a skewer, hurriedly said, "Don't eat it all by yourself, give me some too!"
The uncle and nephew were sharing food in the small house, while the large house was unusually quiet.
Bahrain sat with his eyes closed, muttering to himself.
Lin Qingyuan slumped by the fire, his back aching from the bumpy journey these past few days, and Old Qian was massaging his back.
"Ouch! Old Qian, you're going to break my back!"
Bahrain suddenly opened his eyes and growled, "No noise allowed in the sacred mountain."
Lin Qingyuan sat up and said lazily, "What sacred mountain? It's just a mountain with trees growing on it! What nonsense!"
"Shut up! If it weren't for the divine messenger's sake, you wouldn't even be qualified to enter the mountain."
Lin Qingyuan rolled his eyes and ignored him.
From the moment Song Liyun showed them the bag that could hold things, these Di people went crazy, repeatedly claiming that Song Liyun was a divine messenger!
A divine messenger?
Song Liyun said that she could only use "divine objects" and was not a goddess. The Balin people called her a divine messenger, meaning a messenger representing the gods in the mortal world.
Lin Qingyuan pursed his lips and sighed.
He was insanely jealous that Song Liyun could find such a treasure while resting in a dilapidated temple.
If I used it myself, it would be so great for carrying and delivering goods in my business!
However, he could only think about it with envy. That thing had to recognize its owner. If others got it, it would just be a small bag. Only Song Liyun could control it.
Moreover, these Di people have long regarded Song Liyun as a divine messenger, and if I were to offend her... well, that would be terrible!
Kara Mountain!
This is a place name that is both very familiar and unfamiliar to the Di people.
On the vast grasslands of the Di people, there are also several large mountains.
For the Di people, who make a living by herding livestock on the grasslands, these mountains are mysterious and dangerous. They say that gods live inside and that one should not enter them casually.
It wasn't until they arrived here and saw the majestic Kara Mountains that Bahrain realized they had reached a sacred mountain.
And this girl was the messenger of the gods.
Balin never expected that he would accidentally meet a girl from the Wu Dynasty and then, as if by some strange twist of fate, agree to escort her to the Uda tribe.
He believed that all of this was the arrangement of the gods, and that meeting the divine messenger was the beginning of his tribe's rise to power.
As the night passed and dawn broke, everyone realized that something was wrong.
The snow on Mount Kara was falling heavily, like clumps of cotton.
Overnight, a thick layer of snow piled up on the roof of the prefabricated house, making it almost impossible to open the door.
The first thing everyone did was shovel snow.
The second thing caused trouble!
What's needed now is to find the Uda tribe as soon as possible.
According to Song Liyun and Song Dekui's plan last night, they would ride horses ostentatiously outside the mountains to attract the tribesmen to come out and meet them.
But now... in the dense snow, let alone riding a horse, you can't even see the way.
In other words, they got stuck as soon as they arrived!
This slump lasted for a whole day; all everyone did was eat and sleep.
The next day, Lin Qingyuan stood at the door of the main house with his sleeves tucked in, lazily watching the swirling snowflakes and the people who were diligently clearing the snow from the prefab house with tree branches.
If we can't leave, then we can only wait!
He was yawning when he saw Song Liyun emerge from the woods through knee-deep snow. He quickly said, "Manager Song, are you looking for the way? I told you not to mess around like that. With snow this heavy, if you take a wrong turn and fall into a snowdrift, we'll never find you again!"
Now Song Liyun is not just an individual, but everyone's bread and butter. With her around, we won't go hungry no matter how long it takes. We can't afford any accidents to happen.
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