"Go that way, go upstream—"

Her eyes swept around, and she had seen two directions clearly, one side was the way she had just come, and the other side was the downstream of the stream.

From both directions, she could see the Fuso torches lit up and surrounded them.

In front of him, it seemed that the only way to do it was to flow directly across the stream and cross the knee-high moonlit woods as originally planned.

As if that was the least dangerous direction.

Beitongnu really thought that it was just an ordinary ritual in the forest.

She saw what he meant, and was eager to draw the knife and stick it directly in his arm, driving him upstream like a donkey.

"Go upstream!"

She repeated angrily.

Fortunately, although he was equally angry, he still complied with her request, and he resisted his anger to change direction and tread water and sprint upstream.

Now she doesn't plan to explain the reason to him.

With her knowledge of the Ezo dialect and her intimate knowledge of their tribe, she knew that their tribe also had a group-wedding sacrifice, but she was not smart enough to memorize the name and date of the ritual in advance.

She was not sure that she would be able to explain it clearly in a short period of time, and maybe it would be a bad thing and commit their taboo.

But her back was indeed too painful from being strangled by the arm that carried the slave.

Of course, this kid was also angry.

Although he listened to her request.

Unexpectedly, after only a dozen steps, a Ezo warrior was shocked. I saw him stop and shrug his nose, trying to smell something. Suddenly, he turned his head and shouted a few words in a high-pitched voice to the back slave in Ezo.

She didn't understand the meaning of these Ezo words for a while, but she could hear the strangeness of her tone.

Beitongnu was visibly stunned for a moment, and lowered his head to look at her.

This time, there was a sudden apology in his eyes. There was no way she didn't understand.

He now understood what was going on in the moonlit woods.

"Go ashore, turn south, turn east, and walk along the stream to get around this forest."

She gave a simple and direct order,

"Then you won't be affected by the smoke in the woods."

The Ezo warrior just now, of course, smelled the smell of smoke in the moonlit woods, and she knew that this was an aphrodisiac herb that would definitely be ignited when the Fusang mountain people held a group = wedding sacrifice.

At the age of ten. She almost got the cigarette too.

Although she did not explain the reason for the detour. didn't say why the aphrodisiac tobacco was burned in the forest, but Beitongnu didn't ask more.

He jumped onto the left bank with her in his arms, trying to get away from the sacrificial woods.

He would have thought. Like their Ezo tribe in Hokkaido, the Fuso mountain people are supposed to perform such rituals in the summer rather than in the fall.

In July, the weather in Hokkaido is already very cold, and it is still more pleasant for the men and women of the tribe to meet in the treehouse.

He had thought there was going to be a ceremony in the woods. It was the Fuso people who wanted to obtain the blessing of the gods before they took revenge.

Because he smelled the smell of blood blowing from the mountain wind just now, the Shengbo tribe on the other side of Xishan Road had already begun to burn villages, fields, cattle, and kill people in the granges of the Fusang mountain people......

A man of the tribe. Be sure to take revenge for these losses.

"What's going on......"

Although Lou Yun had already set foot on the Xishan Road, most of the generals such as Lou Chun beside him had been scattered by the chaotic Shengfan people.

The dark mountain forest is full of people who are full of stumbling heads, and they are almost impossible to count for a while/

They simply can't move forward.

There were countless figures in the firelight. It's like the entire tribe in the hundreds of miles of duck building mountains poured out, and all of them participated in this revenge against the Fusang people for burning the mountain.

Even the chaos they caused in the village could not make the Shengfan stop their revenge.

"Didn't they kill all the cattle in the village? Why don't you go back—"

He's wasted a lot of time.

A pillar of incense before the kung fu. He had no choice but to stop and hid in the dense forest at the edge of the village to watch. Now the Shengbo have already rushed into all the Fuso Granges on the West Mountain Road. All the cattle that had not been able to escape were found.

He really didn't have time to wait, so just now he tried to rush out again and figure out the guò West Mountain Road.

But there are too many people.

With a slight groan, he whistled.

The seven or eight remaining generals around him knew that their attempt to cross the mountain path had failed again when they heard the whistle, and they immediately dispersed, and each of them hid behind a tree like him.

He frowned and hid as he watched the students rush out of the burning Fusang village, babbling and swearing.

Although I couldn't understand their language, I could still tell which of the Births were the heads, and they should belong to different tribes, each wearing a different beast-shaped crown, and at his feet were four or five bloody ox heads that had just been killed.

He could faintly hear the heated argument between them.

Finally, a big-headed man wearing a feather crown roared loudly and waved his hands in a hand gesture.

This time, Lou Yun understood.

"My lord, it looks like they're in the air."

A general touched him and told him.

"It's really like it's in the air......"

There were too few Fuso people in the village who came out to resist.

Lou Yun frowned, observing the changes after the leaders discussed.

The Shengfu began to scatter along the West Mountain Road, turning over the ground inch by inch, as if looking for the Fusang mountain people who had escaped from the village.

"Walk separately and meet at the east gate of Zhuma Temple."

The east side gate is the temple slave liao, where there are Quanzhou monks to answer them.

Before being discovered by the students, he made a quick decision, jumped up the tree with a jump, and decided to go his own way with the generals.

He left the West Mountain Road alone and began to flee diagonally to the north, he did not hide his abrupt figure, and immediately attracted the shouts of chasers and the light of torches.

They mistook him for a Fuso who had escaped, and sent men in hot pursuit.

Lou Chun and seven or eight other people who had been following him took the opportunity to disperse, and each of them found a way to Zhuma Temple with their skills.

As for why the adults deliberately fled to the north, Lou Chun also understood:

Because there is a fire crow gun from Tangfang in Beishan Road, there are fewer shengfan in that direction, and it is easier for adults to get out after attracting their attention.

In the mountains and forests. There is no need to worry about Lou Yun at all.

……

The mountain breeze blew the smell of burning everywhere.

At the edge of the moonlit woods on the North Mountain Road, Beitongnu was like a giant rabbit being driven by a wolf, carrying her upstream, and although the smell of sacrificial cigarettes was blowing in the mountain wind, they could completely avoid it.

There was no chasing soldier behind her for the time being, but she still keenly heard some talking.

It wasn't the Fuso people who spoke, but the ten Ezo warriors behind her. Since discovering the weirdness of cigarette medicine. The Ezo warriors behind her began to run. He began to talk in a low voice.

She could hear their whispered laughter, and the eyes that occasionally fell on her soaked sackcloth.

These eyes were strange, quietly resting on her waist, legs, and breasts......

This is the way a man looks at a woman.

She was neither a stranger nor afraid. In this life, since she entered the temple when she was ten years old, she had to face this extremely uncomfortable gaze alone every day.

Despite the protection of the old Song monks, plus she can write Chinese characters and settle accounts, she will be a sycophant in front of the monks and officials if she has nothing to do. Anyone who looks at her thinks that she is a powerful little girl who will sue at any time.

So in the temple. No one really dares to bully her, but she is a helpless little temple slave after all.

It's just that compared to the good-looking little boys in the temple slave house, she is already very lucky.

From time to time, they will be favored by the monks. After bathing in hot water, he was taken to the monk's house by the head of the temple slave to go to the vigil......

Even if you don't mention the life in the Zhuma Temple, she later smuggled grain in the village. It will also be often stared at by men.

The time for the mountain people of Fuso to settle and open the fields is not too long, and the essence is not much different from that of the mountains. The Ezo people are certainly no better.

As long as she can make sure that they don't make any moves, she can't ask too much for the rest.

Porphyry rang three times in succession, and as soon as she raised her hand, the iron arrows flew past their scalps, startling the Ezo warriors who were giggling and peeping.

Even the back slave, who had been silent, frowned and looked down at her who was being held.

At this time, his eyes really calmed down.

It seems to be questioning the reason for her shot.

However, as her iron arrow entered, half of the huge rattan net in the canopy of the nearby giant tree suddenly fell to the ground, and two hidden mountain people who had been wounded by arrows in the shoulders fell heavily from the trees, and the wolf fled.

The screams of the Ezo people were silent.

It's a shame that the enemy is so close and they don't find out.

She glanced at the slave lightly, forcing him to blush, stand still, turn back and yell at his companion in a rage.

Instinctively, this time she understood his Ezo dialect with a thick Hokkaido accent.

"Shut up! Ezo women are the best-looking, strongest, and most capable of giving birth to warriors in the world! We're with them so we don't need cigarettes! ”

The fallen Ezo warriors clearly had a sense of tribal identity, and instantly shifted the focus of the conversation and left her surprise attack behind.

They began to brag desperately about the Ezo women they had met in their tribe.

How can these best women in the world comb their hair, how they can wash their faces, how to maintain their teeth so that they will not corrode and blacken, how to skillfully peel off the whole animal skin and make a beautiful animal skin skirt;

How clever they are to find salty plants in the spring, to bear fruit in the woods, how to fortify the stockades in the winter to keep wild beasts from attacking, how they can give birth to three children in three years, and how they can feed them all from evil spirits;

As long as it takes another four years, five or six years, they will definitely be able to train more Ezo warriors in the future......

Until their loud praise attracted the attacks of one after another Fusang mountain people, forcing them to flee in wolves, and even the slaves on their backs could not carry her to the like dead meat.

"Go there."

She tilted her head and reached out to point out to them a spark of fire floating on the barren hills.

That was when Ji Mo left. The code he had agreed with her.

When he leads people to consolidate the Beishan Road Garrison Pavilion as planned, and when he arrives at Zhuma Temple, he will use a one-star flame raised by a night kite.

As long as they can go up the mountain and enter the Buddha Zhai of the old Zen Master Kongming, in addition to offering her a pillar of incense first, they must also watch all her letters be burned in front of the master's body.

The mountains were so chaotic that she didn't need to enter the temple tonight, and she would have asked the Ezo people to escort her up the mountain.

After all, these Ezo people are neither her henchmen nor half-civilized babies.

She's just prepared for it.

For example, the light of the kite rising that night was telling her that there was a change in the temple and that they had not completed the task.

She needed to speed up her steps into the temple.

……

Only two or three miles away from where she was, Lou Yun had already come to the vicinity of Beishan Road, he had just escaped from Shengfan's pursuit in the mountains and forests, and he felt a little unable to distinguish the direction.

Naturally, he looked up at the stars.

So, at the same time, he also saw the fire from the night kite. (To be continued) R466