Under the moonlight, in the dim earthen house, looking at the black iron helmet on Lu Ning's head, Aishwarya was a little helpless, and wanted to ask him how this helmet could be removed, but he knew that this kind of question could only be swallowed in his stomach, otherwise, the partition wall had ears, and maybe someone would hear it.

It is also true that the iron helmet on Lu Ning's head is tight, only the eyes and nostrils are exposed, and the seam at the back of the head is even riveted with iron, if you use tools or the like to pry it open, it will inevitably cause great damage to Lu Ning's head, and it is common sense that this iron helmet can only be worn for a lifetime.

Lu Ning's move was somewhat influenced by later generations and film and television works, of course, the iron helmet looked like he was tied to his head, and he couldn't pry it with tools at all, but he was born with divine power, and if he wanted to take off the helmet, he could still break it with his hands.

"There is no oil lamp ......" Lu Ning shook his head, and he was also a little helpless about the accommodation arranged for him by the Uporo, a very simple small earthen house, sleeping on the ground, compared with the Indian manor, it was worse than a slum.

The remaining dozen or so Shaxi guards were also arranged in the adjacent row of earthen houses, and all of them were actually under house arrest.

In order to be realistic and not show flaws, these Shaxi guards are really not fake, they are all Shasi soldiers who escaped with Taluro.

Of course, they were at the bottom, and they believed it when Taluro said that the princess had such a fiancé.

Taluro made a deal with himself, he found a way to assassinate the king of Taura, and he himself helped the Shasi people to take revenge.

But I don't want to, this Taluro is really a talent, not only assassinated the king of Taluo, but also led his subordinates to retreat to Vajiri.

If it weren't for Taluro's familiarity with the inside story, it would have been better to bring him here.

But for fear of any accidents, he will betray himself.

Now Taluro is in a mountain village in India, and he is also under house arrest, and he can't send letters, so he doesn't believe him so much, and he is cautious.

Yes, Aishwarya knew that her true identity was a loophole, but she would never let her out of her sight, let alone be interrogated.

Calling himself Vikramaditya, that is, the king of the supersun.

In this South Indian land, he wants to use his new identity to break the original balance of power, join forces vertically and horizontally, and create the most favorable situation for Daqi.

In this way, what does it matter if you are a little wronged and pretend to be an Indian?

"Master......" Aishwarya wanted to say something, but was stopped by Lu Ning making a gesture, Lu Ning frowned slightly, and told her a few times.

Aishwarya hesitated, and finally said softly: "Rabiba......" The fair-skinned face was slightly red, and even more embarrassed.

Rabiba is the title of the more noble husband of the Shasi people, and when Aishwarya calls it out, it is naturally completely different from calling Lu Ning with the pronunciation of Qi "Ye" and "Master", which brings a completely different mood.

Seeing that her shame was even more delicate, Lu Ning couldn't help but smile slightly and asked, "What do you want to say?" ”

Aishwarya's heart was agitated for a while, she forgot what she wanted to say, she was asked by Lu Ning to come back to her senses, and was about to speak, but Lu Ning waved her hand.

After a while, there was the sound of footsteps outside.

Someone from the Shasi guards outside asked, who is here?

Although after fleeing here, in the eyes of the Uuroros, all Shasi people had the same status and arranged the same earthen houses, but the Shasi guards still spontaneously guarded outside.

There is no door at all in this simple earthen house, that is, there is a door that the other party will not knock politely if he wants to come, a few people hula and walk in, under the moonlight, walking in the front is a very charming Indian young woman, who looks not very old, fifteen or sixteen years old, but the dress is very enchanting, wavy long black hair, deep eyes and high nose, red lips are slightly thick, but the face is a little immature, showing a different kind of sexy, crimson saree, wrapped in her graceful figure, small silver beads on the navel, and her snow-white waist is extremely attractive.

Before entering the door, her servant had already told the Shasi guards that she was the wife of King Hizen, Michana.

Before coming to Wu Poluo, Lu Ning had a general understanding of the situation here, and knew that this Mi Jiluo was the youngest wife of King Xizeng, younger than all the children of King Xizeng, and had just married King Xizeng.

In fact, the marriage of King Xizeng and Mi Zangluo is just a trick played by King Xi Zeng to annex the following villages, Mi Zang Luo is the heir of a large manor in the southwest, his parents and brother have contracted a bad disease and died, according to local customs, Mi Zang Luo can inherit the family business and recruit a husband, but King Xi Zeng must marry her, in this way, the manor, since then has become the land that King Xi Zeng can distribute to his children to inherit.

"You have come here to take refuge, as you yourself say, you should understand that your identity has been lost with the wind and sand." Mi Ryo looked at the iron-headed Lu Ning and Aishwarya.

Lu Ning and Aishwarya both nodded.

Mi Shan Luo said: "Many people, I don't want to take you in, but I have a good heart, and take you in as my slaves, and tomorrow I will go back to Gabi to deal with the affairs of the manor, and you will go to Gabi with me, and I will arrange work for you." ”

In fact, Lu Ning didn't expect Ah Xian Terui to be so affectionate, save her back, and no one will ever see her again, and she doesn't care about waiting for her to live or die.

However, it didn't matter in the first place, if Wu Poluo really didn't take him in and even wanted to be unfavorable to himself, he would kill people and seize the land.

Take yourself in, just look at the situation, and the "development" stage is more logical.

Nodding slightly, Lu Ning said, "Got it!" ”

Immediately someone reprimanded the slave behind Mi Yanluo, which probably meant that it was rude to reply to his master.

Mi Yingluo smiled slightly, "Forget it, they are husband and wife, originally Kshatriya, there must be a process of adapting to the new identity." ”

She led the slave away, and Lu Ning looked at Aishwarya and smiled: "I shouldn't have a mount tomorrow, I'm afraid I will have to walk a long way, and I will carry you when the time comes." ”

Aishwarya shook her head repeatedly.

But no matter whether she felt uncomfortable being carried by the master, or being reserved by the man, Lu Ning still carried her on the road the next day.

No matter how far the distance is, following the speed of the slow elephant that does not run, and the beauty on his back is as light as a feather, Lu Ning naturally does not breathe.

Looking at the loess road, Lu Ning walked forward with his wife on his back, and the elephant in the small bamboo building looked at it from time to time, but in the end, he asked Aishwarya to also go up to the elephant and sit with him.

Lu Ning nodded secretly in his heart, and he had a good impression of this Mi Yinluo.

From Wu Pora to Gabi Ji, Lu Ning calculated in his heart that it was about more than twenty miles away.

Gabi Manor is not small, there should be more than 1,000 families, Mi Jiluo returned to the village, the farmers met along the way were particularly respectful greetings, obviously, she was in her own estate, very prestigious.

Gabi is also the most hygienic settlement Lu Ning has ever seen in mainland India, and there are even buildings such as public baths, which are a bit of a shadow of ancient Indian civilization.

Speaking of which, the urban architecture of Indian civilization three or four thousand years ago is definitely ahead of the world of its contemporaries, but it is not as good as it was in the past, and one generation is not as good as the next.