Zhang Xiaowu shook his head and smiled bitterly, he didn't like to eat raw beef, Aya Gu Langtai continued: "Niu Hong, you said that you saw the Beiyi people, how did you hide from their cavalry? As far as I know, although there are not many cavalry of the Beiyi people, they are indeed very powerful. ”

"You've fought each other?"

"Yes, we fight each other a lot, and if it weren't for this war, we would never have stood with them. Our men have suffered their losses, they are very good at hiding, and they have ambushed us many times. But we have also made them suffer big losses, so we can be regarded as winning and losing each other. ”

Zhang Xiaowu smiled and said, "So you think I can't hide from their cavalry?" Then you underestimate me too much, it's true that I'm an envoy, I'm also a military general, have you forgotten that I'm a city lord. You are the lord of Tucheng City, and I am the lord of Mucheng. ”

"Are you amazing?" Assuntai asked suddenly.

"Do you want to compare yourself to me?" Zhang Xiaowu stood up and was eager to try, and Asongtai said: "Come on, come on, let's wrestle." Although Zhang Xiaowu drank a little too much, he was young, and the wine quickly dispersed, but Ah Songtai's steps were a little messy, and when he rushed up, Zhang Xiaowu dodged, and then a hand knife slashed at the back of Ah Songtai's neck, directly knocking Ah Songtai unconscious.

Everyone was shocked again, and Bai Hao hurriedly said, "My lord, the wrestling of the Spirits is not allowed to be hit. Zhang Xiaowu hurriedly apologized to everyone, saying that he didn't understand the rules of wrestling, Aya Gu Langtai laughed, and let people splash water to wake up Asongtai, and said: "Asongtai can't beat you, the moment you punched just now, I didn't even see clearly, how many punches did you throw?" Three punches? ”

Isn't it just one punch?

Zhang Xiaowu said: "Five punches, Ah Songtai is too strong, his neck is thicker than his head, so I made five punches." ”

Zhang Xiaowu once again won respect with his strength, Ayagu Langtai raised his glass and said that he often went to Youzhou in the Central Plains, but compared with Zhang Xiaowu, they were simply the difference between hyenas and lions, if the people of the Central Plains were like Zhang Xiaowu, then the whole world was the Holy Han Empire.

Zhang Xiaowu also said: "Before I came into contact with you, I heard the legend about the Yan Ya that you eat human flesh and wear animal skins, and you are ruthless and unrighteous without human nature, but after I came into contact with you, I found that you are simple-minded and straightforward, and you speak and do things straightforwardly without beating around the bush. I love your character. ”

Aya Gu Langtai laughed: "I also like your character, I don't believe in the Central Plains Royal Court, but I believe in you." ”

Zhang Xiaowu insisted on being conscious, but his limbs were uncontrollable, and he walked with a stealthy step, and was supported by the soldiers and sent to the tent. The wind outside the tent was biting, but inside the tent was very warm because of the fire, and there was even some heat lying on it.

Zhang Xiaowu always thought that Jiu'er had died a long time ago, and even gradually forgot Jiu'er's existence in his memory, but today he has experienced life and death, and experienced great sorrow and joy. He didn't even think that he would negotiate with the Devil successfully, sleep in a warm tent, eat a meal of beef, and drink two cans of spirits.

Two cans of spirits, but instead of getting drunk, they held on.

The people of the Yan Tatar are really big-hearted, and they didn't arrange guards for him, Zhang Xiaowu had an urgency to urinate, and went out to pee a lot more comfortable, and when he returned to the tent, he suddenly found that something was wrong, and there were people inside.

He clenched his fists and slammed open the tent door, and he couldn't see anything in the dark tent, but when he heard the sound of breathing inside, he asked, "Who is it?" ”

"My lord, it's me, Bai Hao."

Hearing that it was Bai Hao's voice, Zhang Xiaowu relieved his heart and scolded with a smile: "You guy, why did you sneak away from my tent, let me tell you, I'm not used to sleeping with men." ”

Bai Hao couldn't cry or laugh, and said, "You come in first, I have something to say." ”

Zhang Xiaowu entered the tent, sat on the kang, smelled a strange fragrance, and couldn't help but say, "What smell?" ”

Bai Hao said: "My lord, behind me is the mountain spirit fairy. ”

"Jiu'er!" Zhang Xiaowu was pleasantly surprised, but he couldn't see anything clearly in the tent of the black goo, so he hurriedly asked, "Where is it?" ”

Bai Hao said: "The Mountain Spirit Fairy is behind me, she has something to ask you, because she doesn't understand Chinese, I can only be her interpreter." ”

Zhang Xiaowu is very puzzled that Jiu'er suddenly doesn't understand Chinese, after all, her logical thinking from childhood to adulthood is all implemented in Chinese, which is equivalent to a program written in java, and then it crashes, and then it is found that it suddenly became C++ written, where does this make sense? Memory is divided into four types, namely image memory, emotional memory, logical memory and action memory, from the simple contact, Jiu'er has almost forgotten all other memories except action memory, like a babbling baby, everything she has learned now is from the witch queen.

"How do I explain that?" Zhang Xiaowu was embarrassed, he said: "What does she want to ask, then you let her ask." ”

The Mountain Spirit Fairy whispered a word of Divine Expression behind Bai Hao, and Bai Hao conveyed, "What does Brother Xiao Wu mean?" ”

"Brother Xiao Wu is my name."

The mountain spirit fairy was silent for a long time before asking, "Do we know each other?" ”

Zhang Xiaowu said: "Of course we know. ”

"Who am I?"

"Your name is Yin Jiu'er, and you are my wife."

Bai Hao was shocked, and did not convey it for a long time, Zhang Xiaowu was impatient, and ordered: "You tell her." ”

Bai Hao said in a trembling voice: "My lord, you can't talk nonsense, this is blasphemy against the mountain spirit fairy." ”

Zhang Xiaowu said: "You tell her, she is my wife, Yin Jiu'er, I am his husband, and she has always called me Brother Xiaowu." ”

Bai Hao was helpless and truthfully conveyed Zhang Xiaowu's words, while Jiu'er didn't seem to be shocked, just a longer silence. After a while, the mountain fairy asked, "How do you prove that you are my husband?" ”

Zhang Xiaowu smiled helplessly, spread his hands and said, "How can I prove it? I can't prove it, after all, it was only ten days from the time we got married to the time you committed suicide by throwing yourself into the river, and it was only ten days since we were together. ”

After another silence, the mountain fairy got up and prepared to leave, but when she passed by Zhang Xiaowu's side, Zhang Xiaowu grabbed her hand.

The mountain spirit fairy was about to break free, but a familiar feeling suddenly came to her, her body trembled, stopped, and turned to face the Central Plains man who claimed to be her husband. Her mind was in turmoil, and some memories seemed to come flooding out, but they were so pressed down that her head suddenly ached. It seemed to be a very painful memory, full of darkness and swirls. She couldn't help but rub her head, suppressing the intense pain and an indescribable sense of despair and fear.