Lird sat in his seat with his head bowed, a little stunned by Jim's affairs, and the greasy wooden table in front of him seemed to distract him greatly.

Jim ignored what was going on in Lird's mind, and continued to whisper his plan.

"I'll leave later, remember my departure route, follow up in a minute, and don't forget to grab my suitcase. ”

After the instructions, Jim quieted down, as if he was stretching out nonchalantly, and he looked tired after a long journey.

Soon, the shopkeeper had placed two steaming bowls of pasta in front of them, and Jim handed over a spoon and said, "Eat some, the conditions here are a little dirty, but the food still tastes good." ”

Lird scooped the food into his mouth as he said, but now he was so preoccupied that he didn't care at all what the food tasted like.

After about five or six minutes of eating, Jim suddenly looked a little embarrassed, and then got up with one hand on his lower abdomen and walked towards the boss in the house, who said a few words to the boss, and then the boss pointed to the small door in the house on the side, and Jim nodded and walked to it.

For some reason, Lird's heart was already beating at this time, although he was not imprisoned by anyone, but when he learned that someone was following and watching him, the whole person began to be nervous, not out of some fear, but because Lird realized that this was a new path he was going to choose, if he chose to follow Jim to get rid of the tracking, then he would completely get rid of all contact with Mr. Wyatt, and thus began a new unknown journey.

And if you don't keep up... Lird believed that he would never see Jim again in his life, and that he and his father would be separated forever.

Where do I go from here?

This worry and distress did not haunt Lird for long, and after a slight loss of consciousness, Lird had already made a judgment.

He lifted the suitcase beside him and walked quickly towards the small door of the house, and Lird did not dare to look around, for fear of arousing the suspicion of others, so he "rushed" straight to the small door like a calf that was not afraid of death.

Strangely, the proprietor of the shop did not stop him, as if he had anticipated Liard's behavior.

In one breath, Lird had already entered the small door, and when he had crossed the threshold, Lird unconsciously sped up, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to catch up with Jim.

Behind the small door was a long, narrow passageway, lined with piles of debris, and the wet floor smelled greasy and rotten.

Lird grabbed the box in his hand and began to run quickly, but although the passage was narrow and changeable, Lird even became confused during the three turns.

At that moment, a person flashed out from behind a shelf in front of him, and Lird hurriedly stopped, almost colliding with the other party, and fixed his eyes on Jim.

Jim didn't question Lird more, but grabbed his wrist and immediately tried to get out of the alley, and the two soon came to the alley, where a hay cart was parked.

Jim drank low and got into the car, and then flew into the car, Lird didn't have time to observe the reaction and flew into the car, when Lird got into the car, Jim pushed on Lird, Lird stood unsteadily, and the whole person fell directly into the hay, and Jim also shrank to Lird's side, and at the same time picked up a handful of hay and covered the two directly.

At the moment when all this was done, the carriage under him suddenly started, and with the creaking of the wheels on the road, Jim and Lird had already left the alley.

It was only after the carriage had traveled a distance of more than 1,000 meters that Liard's heart calmed down, and after taking a big breath, he fell into the haystack and closed his eyes.

"We... Is this an escape?"

Lird asked.

"It's not clear, but it should work. Jim peered out through the gap in the hay, and after a moment he retracted and said, "It seems that those people won't be able to get the rest of your guardian's bounty." ”

Although Liard's heart calmed down when he heard this, there was still a little more remorse in his heart, and he knew that his actions would hurt Mr. Wyatt.

"We... Is there really a need to do that?" asked Lird again.

"If you don't do this, your trip to India is completely pointless, and I can't leave the safety of my people to a few private investigators. ”

"But..."

"Nothing!" said Jim, flatly.

"If we let it go unchecked, not only will my people be harmed, but all of Mr. Pym's previous efforts will be in vain. ”

Hearing his father's name, Lird was speechless and had to shrug his shoulders noncommittally.

"How long do we have to get to our destination?"

Jim thought for a moment and said, "About ten more days or so." Lird was speechless when he heard this, and his mind kept judging where he would go in ten days, at the current pace of travel.

While pondering, the carriage began to jolt, and Jim said, "Now that we're out of town, let's come out and catch our breath." ”

Liarde said: "I thought you would let me just keep this Yang Zi to reach the destination." With that, the two began to crawl out of the haystack.

When Lird crawled out of the haystack and was the first to see the driver of the cart, Lird felt a touch of familiarity for a moment, and then she suddenly realized that this scrawny driver was the same rough-clad coolie that Jim had just evicted.

The coachman felt that Lird had climbed out, and then turned his head and smiled very kindly at Liard, as if he was quite proud.

Lird immediately came to his senses and turned to look at Jim, who dusted off the grass clippings and said, "You don't think I'm the only one in this whole incident, of course I need help." ”

Lird smiled bitterly and said, "I was really completely deceived by you. ”

Jim said, "Not to fool you, but to fool those stupid private investigators." ”

After shaking his head and sighing lightly, Lird looked around, and saw that the lively street was gone, and the carriage he was riding in was driving on a relatively wide dirt road, and on both sides of the dirt road were muddy and bottomless puddles, Lird could not see whether it was fresh water or who else, and the dirt road was faintly yellow-brown dust, and the visibility was quite low, as if in the dark it was a sign of the prospect of this journey.

...

The coachman's name was Raqqa, and Lird could not tell where he was from by that name. Moreover, Raqqa did not speak English and could not communicate with Lird, including the name Raqqa was told to him by Jim.

Throughout the trip, Raqqa and Jim communicate in a strange language, which is so strange because Lird can't tell which language it is, or even which language family it is close to, much to the frustration of Lird, a man with a great talent for languages.

The three of them did not travel very quickly, and even stopped every once in a while to let the old horse pulling the cart rest for a while, which made Lird somewhat suspect that his destination was near Mumbai, and the reason why Jim would tell himself that there were more than ten days to travel was just to confuse himself.

But it soon became clear to Lird that things were not that simple.

One noon after two days of traveling, the group of three came to a town, and while Jim and Lird were stopping to rest, Raqa drove away in a carriage, and while Lird was puzzled by this, Raqa returned alone, asked for a new meal, and began to eat it heavily.

Seeing this, Lird said to Jim, "Where's our carriage?"

"Sold. Jim understated.

"Why? and what are we going to do after that?" said Lirdle.

"After that, there was no need for a carriage. Jim wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth and said, "After eating, we headed to the banks of the Mekna River, and then went up the river into the Jamuna River, where we were headed." ”

Lird was stunned for a moment, and then said, "You said we were going to take a boat into the Ganges?" Jim nodded, and Lird sighed helplessly, he now understood the secret.

"Thank you, now that you can finally reveal some information to me. Lird said sarcastically, but Jim shrugged his shoulders, as if acknowledging Lird's compliment, and Lird could only feel helpless about it, and after thinking about it, Lird laughed and said, "I wonder why the route planned by you, a man with severe seasickness, is all sailing routes." ”

Jim's face was also bitter when he heard this, and he sighed helplessly and said, "There is no way, this is the fastest and safest way." ”

...

In the afternoon, the three of them went to the nearest river wharf, and after some careful bargaining, Raqqa finally bought a small fishing boat from a boat owner.

After tidying up, the three of them set sail by boat.

The family legend is still at the helm of Raqqa alone, don't look at this person is skinny and extremely weak, but his strength is indeed great, as if he has an energy that can never be exhausted.

Jim, who suffered from severe seasickness, had become accustomed to sailing on the water after several days of running at sea, and the river navigation was not as rapids as the ocean, so the whole person was relatively better, but he still sat on the cabin with his eyes closed, revealing an extremely uncomfortable appearance, and Lird almost laughed out loud in his eyes.

The days of running around have tanned a lot, and his hair has become dry, but although there is a backlog of thoughts, Lird also feels an unprecedented sense of freedom, which cannot be experienced in the American estate, and at that moment, Lird is a little reminded of his former hometown, when the life he fantasized about every day is not what it is now?

"I'm asking you a question, you... Where was he born?" said Lird to Jim suddenly.

Jim, who was in a drowsy state, slowly opened half of his eyes when he heard this, and wondered, "Why are you asking this?"

Lird said: "It's just boring to ask, after all, there is still such a long journey, if you don't find some topics to talk about in this small and smelly fishing boat, won't people go crazy?"

Jim rolled his eyes and said, "If you're willing to help Raqqa, he'll thank you." But despite saying this, Jim reluctantly sat up straight, thought for a while, and said, "The place where I was born should belong to the Middle East to be precise, and our people have lived there for a long time, but unfortunately after I was born, our people have entered a state of constant migration and wandering, until today..."

Lird smiled bitterly: "It sounds really sad. ”

Jim said: "It's not just a tragedy, it's a history of blood and tears, and now I feel a little incredible when I recall many things in my childhood, and at that time, I didn't feel surprised or confused in the face of everything, I can only say that there are difficulties to face." ”

"Your people must be extremely open-minded and strong in their hearts. Lird sighed.

Jim said, "Yes, but I think people have to be like this in this environment, otherwise they will only be eliminated by this cruel world." ”

Jim's words reminded Lird of Mr. Wyatt's understanding of war, and of the theory of lions and antelopes.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Lird's mind, Lird took a light breath, and then pretended to be unhurried and said to Jim: "I am still very curious about one thing, since you have maintained the traditional national habits and beliefs for many years, then the culture of your own nation should also be passed down, I want to know what your totem is?"

As soon as these words came out, Jim's face immediately froze with affection, as if he had fallen into a state of extreme stiffness, and his face became extremely ugly.

Seeing this, Lird's heart moved, and he realized that he might have asked the point.

Lird immediately pretended to be indifferent and said: "Forget it, I don't seem to want to say it when I look at you, I know, I will know it myself in the future." Lird deliberately lengthened the tone of his speech, revealing a somewhat helpless look.

Jim thought for a moment and shook his head, "It's not that I can't tell you, we don't have anything to keep secrets. ”

After that, he pointed to his heart and said, "The totem we believe in is here?"

"Hmm... Heart?" Lird wondered.

"It's the soul. Jim said.

"Soul?" this time Lird was taken by surprise.

"Soul, soul, soul," Lird said over and over again, and then said, "I know that many peoples have respect and worship for the soul, but this thing is an extremely abstract thing after all, and how do you worship it? Do you have a symbol drawn according to the soul?"