"Wait, I seem to be able to understand what he said......" Just as everyone was about to leave, Zhang Bowen, who had been silent on the side, said, his eyes staring at the dwarf on the shelf.

Zhang Qian turned his head to look at Zhang Bowen and said, "What, you mean you can quite understand what he's talking about?" ”

Zhang Bowen nodded and said: "Yes, he said the native language of our dwarf clan, although I don't know if it's because he hasn't spoken for too long, and his speech is not so standard and clear, but I can still understand some of it." Maybe I can get a little bit of the situation from him, and it won't keep us in a state of unknown to us all the time. ”

Xu Min also looked at Zhang Bowen at this time and asked, "Are you sure?" ”

"I want to try, I finally found a clue, I can't just give up." Zhang Bowen said resolutely, with a determined expression on his face.

Seeing this, Xu Min didn't continue to remind him, but said to Zhang Bowen: "Be careful, if you find danger, just shout, we will rush over immediately." After speaking, he made way for Zhang Bowen so that he could enter the room.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Bowen slowly walked in, slowly approaching the old man, and at the same time speaking a language that Zhang Qian couldn't understand. This particular language seems to have a lot of similarities with the language spoken by the old man who is fixed on the shelf.

The old man had already begun to give up struggling, but after suddenly hearing Zhang Bowen's voice again, the old man's gaze revealed an incredible look of meaning, and then the emotions that had been silent seemed to be ignited by flames, and they became stronger than the previous struggle.

Zhang Qian and the others, who were cautiously observing at the door, saw this situation and were about to rush in directly, but after seeing Zhang Bowen turn around and signal them not to be impulsive, they still suppressed the worries in their hearts and stood in place and waited.

Zhang Bowen turned around and continued to walk towards the old man, asking in the local language of the dwarf clan, "Who are you?" ”

The old man's mood swings were so great that he didn't react to Zhang Bowen's words at all, just said something disorganized: "Let me out~~~Let me out~~~~My child~~~~ Despicable villain" and other repetitive words are very high.

Zhang Bowen listened to the old man's words very carefully and patiently, although they were all dwarven native languages, but the other party's speech speed was too fast, and Zhang Bowen could only hear these words temporarily. When I came to him, I could finally clearly see his face covered by the exuberant hair on his face, his skin like withered, and there was some longing in his eyes, but also some hatred.

Although he looked like a terrifying old man, Zhang Bowen found that he had a feeling of wanting to be close when he saw this old man at this moment. Seeing this old man's suffering and pitiful state, he felt an inexplicable grief in his heart, as if his relatives had been treated like this.

He didn't feel the slightest danger, and although he looked a little crazy, Zhang Bowen felt that he wouldn't hurt himself at all. Still in the dwarven vernacular, he asked, "Who are you?" Don't be afraid, we won't hurt you. And his right hand was slowly raised, and there was an urge in his heart at this time to touch the old man's face, although his face looked very dirty, but Zhang Bowen's heart didn't seem to resist.

The old man seemed to have been chattering, muttering repeated words, and when Zhang Bowen's right hand lightly touched his face, his whole body suddenly trembled, and the crazy emotions just now instantly calmed down a little, and the hatred and longing in his eyes were also fading at this time, more of a surprise.

"You feel familiar to me, very close." The old man finally stopped talking frantically, but looked at Zhang Bowen in a daze, and said slowly. At this time, Zhang Bowen finally fully understood the old man's words.

Zhang Bowen slowly stroked the old man's face and said softly: "Me too, I feel a feeling of closeness, who are you?" Why don't I see you, but I feel close? ”

At this time, Zhang Bowen's face unconsciously left tears, maybe he didn't even feel it, and a sad emotion burst out from his heart. If it weren't for the cool tears flowing down his lips and making him feel a slight salty feeling, he wouldn't have noticed any of this himself.

The old man took a deep look at Zhang Bowen and said, "Child, are you the prince of the dwarf race?" I could feel the breath of my child. ”

This sentence was like an electric shock, which made Zhang Bowen freeze in place and did not speak for a long time. After being silent for a long time, Zhang Bowen asked with a look of surprise, "How do you know?" Are you? ”

The old man sighed and said, "You guessed right, I am the king of the dwarf race, and you should be my child." This sentence was like a thunderbolt, and Zhang Bowen's head was dizzy with a roar, and his body unconsciously retreated twice. With a panicked face, he said: "Impossible~ Impossible!" You can't be the Dwarven King, and you can't be my father! ”

"Child, you don't have to, even if you have some resistance in your heart. But you have to admit your own inner feelings, and your heart can clearly feel the connection and relationship between us. The old man had completely calmed down at this time, and looked at the panicked Zhang Bowen with an indifferent face.

Zhang Qian saw Zhang Bowen's situation here, and originally wanted to rush over, but was stopped by Xu Min, and Xu Min, who was extremely sensitive to murderous aura, did not feel any murderous aura at the moment.

At this time, Zhang Bowen was struggling violently in his heart, although he was very reluctant to believe that the person in front of him was his real father, but the feeling of blood connection just now made him unable to believe everything this old man said.

With a violent gasp, Zhang Bowen gradually began to calm down the surprise just now. He still looked at the old man who claimed to be his father with an expression of disbelief and said, "How are you going to prove that you are my father?" ”

Zhang Bowen, who was a little calm, thought about it quickly, although all kinds of signs indicated that this person must have a sense of blood connection with him, but after experiencing so many things, he still had to be cautious about all this.

"Child, I am your father, although you are my youngest child, I can still feel the restrained and simple power of the earth when you were born, it protects you in your body. This has fully proven your identity, and you have a hammer-shaped birthmark on your tail vertebrae, and I remember when I saw this birthmark, I couldn't sleep for a few days with excitement, because you are the only heir to the Warhammer of the Hills, and the hope of the revival of the dwarven clan. The old man said slowly with tears in his eyes.

(End of chapter)