Chapter 16: The Charon (Page 1/1)

As soon as Yu Mingxi's words fell, Narob's face changed slightly: "What are you looking for Charon?" ”

"We are also entrusted with finding Charon's current people." Yu Mingxi observed Narob's expression and said vaguely.

"Now it's no more than a few decades ago, Charon has completely declined." Narob sighed and said, "The people of Charon now live in Yaping, and it is about two hundred miles from here. ”

Ah Ming's expression was as usual, he didn't care about these in the first place, if it wasn't for his sister to come, he might never think of looking for his own people in his life.

Not so with Ruoping, she pursed her lips and clenched her hand under the table. Suddenly, a large, warm hand came up, and although the movement was light, it was enough to soothe her tightening heart.

He turned his head slightly to look at the person beside him, and saw that Yu Mingxi's face had not changed, and he still asked Narob about Charon's situation. The hand under the table tapped the back of her hand a few times and then took it back.

If you flatten your eyes, there is still the feeling of being held just now in your hands, but your mind is no longer on Charon, it is messy, and your cheeks feel a little burned.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Isn't it uncomfortable? Amin asked suddenly in a low voice, interrupting Ruoping's chaotic thoughts.

"Nothing, maybe a little hot." Rubbing his hot face, Ruoping tried his best to calm the throbbing in his heart.

"You go and rest first, and when it's time to eat, I'll ask Ayido to call you." Narob said, calling the little granddaughter and asking her to take them to the side room.

They were placed in two rooms near the water, with Yu Mingxi and Ah Ming living in the one on the far side, and Ruoping living next door.

Ayido couldn't speak Chinese, so he sent people to the place and left.

Ruoping closed the door and was unable to lie down on the bamboo couch. She didn't know why she was like this, she had closed her heart well, but when some emotion came out, the door could no longer be closed.

Yu Mingxi, who was in the next room, was also very confused, and seeing that Ruoping was nervous, he held her hand without thinking about it. Only later did he realize that this woman who had always been against him actually made him feel pity. So much so that he acted faster than his brain and made moves that he didn't expect.

Amin leaned against the window, looking at the river flowing slowly under the stilted building, his face as usual expressionless. He is not an emotional person, and he has no other relatives except his sister since he was a child. Until he was taken in by Murong Chu, he had a master and a group of brothers. But he still likes to be alone, and he doesn't get too close to the other guards.

But this does not mean that he is numb and sluggish, on the contrary, he sees certain things more clearly than others. It's like coming to Qijiao this time, although he didn't talk much along the way, he could see that his sister was different from others to this man. He didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

Dinner was still eaten in the main room. Narob's sons and grandsons returned, and Ayido and her mother took refuge in the kitchen after setting the meal.

Narob's son, Gan Dong, also spoke Chinese, and this man in his early thirties was obviously very interested in the Great Zhou, and asked questions during meals in Chinese, which was not very fluent.

Ah Ming and Ruoping both bowed their heads to eat, and only Yu Mingxi took the trouble to answer his every question. After a meal, the two sat on the big rock by the river like friends who had known each other for many years, drinking wine and chatting.

Early the next morning, he personally packed his things and prepared to go on the road, and when he left, Yu Mingxi left a silver ingot. Narob refused to accept it, and Yu Mingxi couldn't compete with him. Ruoping plucked a hosta from his head and pinned it to Ayido's head, and the little girl looked at her grandfather timidly, not knowing whether to accept it or not.

"Keep a souvenir." Ruoping touched her head and said with a smile.

Narob nodded, and the little girl pursed her lips and said something, presumably a word of thanks.

According to the direction that Narob and Gandong said, the three of them walked and stopped, passed through four villages, and inquired all the way to Yaping.

Unlike Pingye, it is composed of three canyons connected end to end, forming a natural triangle, like a dragon curling up in the mountains.

Enter a canyon with cliffs on both sides, and huge boulders rise like knives and axes. Although the bottom of the valley is not hot, it is very stuffy, and after walking for a while, it is hot and sweaty.

Passing through this canyon and arriving at the open field, you can see the dense bamboo forest and ancient trees on the mountain. There are also rocks and caves of different shapes everywhere.

There are many waterfalls hanging from the cliffs, which fall to the flat place to form streams, which in turn converge into a river, and the river is surrounded by green bamboo and lush forests. The mountains reflect the water, and the water reflects the mountains, forming a rare beauty.

The village of Charon is in the upper reaches of the river in this canyon, and there are many bamboo buildings of all sizes or by the mountain or near the water, forming a small cottage.

The three of them went to the river, took the river water to quench their thirst, and washed the sweat stains on their faces by the way. The water is crystal clear, and you can even see small fish playing in the shallow places.

Going upstream along the river, there were several bamboo rafts floating on the river, and when I saw someone on the bank of the river, one of them rowed over. The people on the bamboo raft are dressed similarly to the Pingya, except that the gowns are longer and have colorful belts tied around the waist, while the trousers are shorter, basically just above the knees.

The bamboo raft was getting closer and closer, and people began to shout in the local dialect, Yu Mingxi naturally couldn't understand them, so they could only stand on the shore and wait for them to approach. When the bamboo row was still a shot from the shore, the two people above didn't know what to say to each other, and they both stared straight at Ruoping and Ah Ming. One of them shouted a few words into the river, and the bamboo rafts in the river also leaned over.

A dozen or so people jumped ashore and looked around the three of them, one of them said a word to a young man behind him, and the young man turned and ran towards the village. The middle-aged man asked them again, "Are you Han?" ”

Yu Mingxi arched his hand: "We are from Da Zhou, is this Charon Cottage?" ”

"What's your name?" The middle-aged man directly ignored Yu Mingxi and asked Ruoping and Ah Ming.

"Ruoping, he's my younger brother Amin." Ruoping replied.

As he spoke, the boy had already led a few people over. The one in the center was in his early fifties, and although he was dressed like the others, he was embroidered with intricate patterns on the placket.

The visitor looked at Ruoping in a daze, and muttered "Bu Wujia" in his mouth.

Seeing Ruoping frowning, he came back to his senses and said, "I'm the patriarch of Charon, Wazagha, and you are from Da Zhou?" ”

"Exactly, we're here to find Charon's people." Yu Mingxi clenched his fists and arched his hands, "It seems that I have finally found the right place." ”

"Let's go to the stockade." Wazagha withdrew her gaze from Wakaping and Amin and made a gesture of invitation to them.

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