The spring snow has not disappeared, and the first sunny day is good.

A concave valley on the south side of Xitai Mountain, embracing the wilderness within a radius of more than ten miles, just right to block the cold wind out of the valley, making the spring here come earlier than elsewhere in Imulan.

This is the sacred mountain of the Eagle Clan, even if it is a member of the Eagle Clan, without the permission of the patriarch, they are not allowed to enter it without permission, so it is rarely populated.

However, at this time, the side of the Luoyan River that crosses the valley is reflected in two figures, a man and a woman.

The woman was dressed in a hunting suit, with a quiver and a short dagger around her waist, and a thick and black braid leaning on her shoulder.

The man put on a thick leather robe, sat on the big bluestone on the shore, and looked at the Jueling Mountain Range in the south in a daze. His hair was already black and white, obviously not young, and his back was a little bent, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

"Uncle Yi, if you feel cold, let's go back first, shall we?" The girl spoke fluent Imuran and spoke in a very gentle tone.

The man didn't speak, just waved his hand, still looking south.

"Alright, let's sit down a little longer." The girl sat down beside him very accommodatingly, and said no more. In fact, he can understand his own words, which is already very satisfying to her. You know, a few months ago, they couldn't communicate with each other at all.

She didn't know who he was or where he came from. Judging by his outfit and appearance, he should be a southerner, but why did he suddenly faint in the forbidden land of the Eagle Clan? And if he hadn't happened to go up the mountain to clear the snow, I'm afraid he would have frozen to death there.

Daddy said that there must be no foreigners in Xitai Mountain, otherwise the secret of the Eagle Clan may not be kept. She thought that this iron rule was not difficult to observe, but when she made eye contact with him for the first time, she found that the so-called iron rule did not even have a chance to hover in her mind, and she simply forgot about it.

Hunying took him back to her residence, took good care of him, fed him nourishing decoctions, and even sewed and washed the pulp for him with her own hands. As the only daughter of Su Li, the leader of the Eagle Clan and the lord of Imuran, Hunying never imagined that she would snuggle up to someone who didn't even understand Imuran at this time, at least not so early.

She was only nineteen years old.

"Uncle Yi, have you been looking south because it's your home?" Hunying asked softly.

The man didn't answer, but Hunying instinctively felt that he didn't understand, but didn't want to answer.

Over the past few months, she has taught him a lot of Imuran, rough meanings, and yes or no, he can still express them.

What kind of place will it be to the south?

Hunying knew the Bihai Country and the Cangwu Country, but she heard that it was a very far and far place, and it was impossible to cross countless mountains and cross the boundless river to reach it, and it must not be on the other side of the mountain.

And in this world, except for the eagle with wings spread, no one can cross that peerless peak.

Anyway, there are too many things in this world that I don't know, and I can understand everything wherever I am. Hunying has been guarding Xitai Mountain for three years, and it is very satisfying to be with him day and night in boring days. What's more, he didn't say nothing, at least Uncle Yi's "Yi" character was drawn to himself by taking a branch on the ground.

She just didn't know if he had the surname Yi or if he had the word Yi in his name, but it didn't matter.

Importantly, he was a gentle and wise man.

In his spare time, he would teach her some southern Chinese, write southern characters, and even teach her some southern games.

Gradually, Hunying discovered that this Uncle Yi was really extremely smart, and he knew far more things than he imagined. She felt that even compared with the most knowledgeable and talented Wen clan in the Shakoye capital, Uncle Yi was not inferior.

Hunying admires the intelligence of the Wen clan of the blade clan, but she also hates the yin poison of the Wen clan, and Uncle Yi is like the Wen family who has washed away the yin poison, and only the essence of wisdom is left after the dross.

This kind of resourcefulness even surpasses Wen's...... When Hunying told Uncle Yi about the conflict between the Blood Clan and the Blade Clan, he just said something in four or two.

"With the courage of the blood clan and the gold of the blade clan, each takes what he needs, and everything is safe."

Daddy's problem was actually solved, and this was a problem that the two clans of the Blood Blade had not solved after more than ten years of reconciliation.

Of course, Hunying didn't dare to tell Daddy that it was Uncle Yi's idea, but her admiration for Uncle Yi became more and more unstoppable.

Uncle Yi will also ask about the three clans. He didn't ask much, but every time he finished asking, he would be distracted for a long time.

While he was thinking, Hunying sat quietly beside him, because she felt that just guarding him was a kind of happiness.

But at one point, she couldn't help but ask that question.

"Uncle Yi...... Will you go? ”

Uncle Yi made no secret of it: "Yes."

He's going to leave, he doesn't belong here after all......

"Then you will ...... Will it take me away? Hunying herself didn't believe that she would have such a thought, would she be willing to leave everything behind and follow this strange man from nowhere to disappear from the country of Imuran?

Fortunately, Uncle Yi shook his head.

Perhaps only his clear refusal could make her give up hope completely.

"Well, I know, I'm too much of an age difference from you. You must think I'm small, don't you? Hunying struggled to put a smile on her face.

"No, you're the only woman in my life." Uncle Yi replied indifferently, but his tone was so firm that it was impossible to doubt.

It's not a promise, it's just a statement, but it's more precious than a promise.

Hunying has never regretted giving herself to him, she is not very old, but she knows her thoughts very well.

She wanted to be a part of his life, even if it was just a small part, nothing more.

She wouldn't doubt the word "only" in his mouth, she believed everything he said. If Uncle Yi had something he didn't want her to know, he would choose to keep his mouth shut instead of cheating.

"Uncle Yi, you know divination, can you tell me what will happen between us in the future?"

Uncle Yi's divination technique is very different from Wen's, it doesn't require a lot of manpower and sacrifices, and it doesn't need any specific altar. All he needed was a few pebbles and a quiet moment.

But Uncle Yi was obviously reluctant to talk about the future of the two of them, and Hunying was entangled for a long time before he was willing to mention a few words.

"You're going to have a baby."

"Really?" Hunying's eyes suddenly lit up, "Yes...... Our children? ”

Uncle Yi shook his head.

"It's not."?

Hunying was a little disappointed, "That'...... Is it ...... with other men? ”

"Not really."

"Huh? What does that mean? ”

"He is not your child, but you will be his only flesh and blood relative. He will respect you, he will rely on you, he will leave you, and he will be with you again. ”

Hunying listened incredibly, "Is this true?" That...... So what kind of child would he be? Will he be as resourceful as you are? Will he be as kind as Brother Chacteau? ”

Uncle Yi showed a rare smile: "Yes, he will be a smart and kind child." ”

"That's good! That...... I'll treat him well. Well, I'm going to leave him the best Kitty Hawk and protect him! ”

Hunying seemed to suddenly remember something, and asked again: "Then when I saw him, you ...... Is it still here? ”

Silent.

Hunying didn't ask any more questions, but turned around and walked towards the hut in the valley, smiling as she walked, "What do you want to eat at night?" Wild boar stew with mushrooms? Or whitefish soup? It was obviously a cheerful tone, but his voice trembled a little.

Half a month later, Uncle Yi disappeared without a word.

There was a small piece of old cloth on the table, embroidered with three auspicious clouds, which he had cut from the sleeve of his shirt.

Hunying stared at the old cloth and sat alone in the room for a day and a night.

She didn't even want to look for it, because she knew that such a day would come.

It wasn't until the next morning that Hunying was willing to walk out of the room, after all, grief and sorrow were not the temperament of an Eagle Clan's woman, and she was not weak.

When he walked to the open space next to the hut, Hunying saw that the word "Yi" he had drawn on the ground was still there, and at that time he could not speak Imuran and could only write on the ground with a tree branch.

However, at this time, she was surprised to find that there was a thin "gold" character on the left side of the word "Yi"!

Although the strokes are shallow, the mud marks are still fresh.

Hunying burst into tears and laughed, it turned out to be a "tin" character.

She carefully folded the old cloth in her hand and put it in her arms, looked at the edge of the mountain peaks in the south that were pale golden by the sun, and shouted: "Don't worry, if I meet that child, I will treat him well!" I'll also tell him you and I ......"

There was no one at the foot of Xitai Mountain except Hunying, but she finally blushed and didn't say anything, leaving only some echoes that reverberated in the valley and gradually disappeared.