The carriage was moving slowly along the path at the edge of the forest. The two lean horses pulling the cart had to take a short break on the road, and the chasemen had no intention of urging them. The carriage was heavy with its loads, and the people in the carports and on the edge were not light, and no knowledgeable coachman would force the horses to move fast under such circumstances, especially in such unsupervised fields, where there were too many contingencies to guard against, and precious horsepower could not be wasted on increasing the speed of the chariot. What's more, the Grey Lion is not far off.

However, the experience of the coachman does not mean that the people in the carriage can bear to accept this slow way: "I said, old fellow, are you driving a cart or herding sheep? ”

The complainer was a young man, with dark skin, and even in the slightly cold air of the north, he had no qualms about opening his placket to reveal a chest painted with white ethnic motifs made of sticky powder. According to him, this white pattern is a tradition in his hometown, and people who have traveled far away have these patterns painted on their bodies by their relatives, and as long as these patterns are not erased, they will be protected by their ancestors and return home safely. Whether this tradition was true or not was not true was anyone's guess, but the young man who respected his mother never tried to break it, and he did make several commercial trips to far-flung lands with the old fellow he called him, and made a great fortune.

"You melon baby, you drive the horses so tightly, you have to pick them before the sun sets, and the rest of the time is for you to pull us forward?" replied the old man who drove the car, he had been driving the horses for decades, and everyone in the line had to respect this skill. The most annoying thing for such skilled people is to be pointed at by laymen who don't understand.

"The old man said it well, anyway, Gua Wazi has nothing to say about his strength, so it's better to let him pull the carriage first, and let our two horses rest. A middle-aged man with a tobacco leaf in his mouth sat on the outermost side of the carport, facing the back and making a hearty sound.

As soon as he said this, the young man's face turned red, and as soon as he slapped the edge of the carriage, he jumped off the edge of the carriage, and followed the carriage effortlessly with his powerful legs, "Hmph, pull the cart, let me pull the cart, and we will be able to reach the molten iron city tonight!" he said as he stepped over to the two thin horses in two steps as if demonstrating, and looked at the two brutes who had not worked provocatively. To this, the two horses just looked at each other, and their noses spewed disdainful heat.

"Go and go, honestly go back to the car and sit down, you melon baby is really what others say. Just your two thin legs can compare to the eight legs of Ah Da and Ah Er? You kid has so much strength when he moves things, and the ability of those scuds has nothing to do with you. The old man who drove the car said that he was going to whip people, and those who knew him well knew that the old man was never soft when he wanted to whip people, and the taste of this old leather horsewhip on his body was absolutely unpleasant. Therefore, young people decisively chose to slow down and not suffer this loss.

When the young man sat back on the edge of the car sullenly, he remembered that there was still a person sitting in the car, "I'm sorry to let you pay for this kind of slow train." ”

The person who also sat on the edge of the car wore a wide robe with a hood, which was divided into two parts, the upper part reaching the shoulders and the lower part hanging down to the ankles. At the seam of the upper and lower parts, there is a circle of tassels hanging down, the color of the tassels matches the color of the upper part of the robe, slightly garish but not dizzy, those simple colors are naturally combined in the way of patterns and lines, simple and elegant. As for the lower half of the robe, it is slightly disappointing, both in terms of fabric and workmanship, which is clearly different from the upper part, which indicates that the garment is the product of a patchwork, and it is likely that the original robe is an inferior remedy for the damage of the lower part.

But just because the clothes are unsatisfactory doesn't mean the people in it are the same. The maroon hair sticking out of the hood and the white ankles with colored rope loops tied at the hem of the robe indicate that the person in the robe is a young woman. Although the wide robe obscured the curves of the body, it was not difficult to see that the lady's figure was quite well-proportioned along the way. Judging from the way she got on and off the carriage and sat and lay down, she was by no means the kind of person who had lived in the city for a long time, and the faint smell of beasts that sometimes came from under her robe not only did not make her unpleasant, but produced a wild charm.

This charm is fatal to the young man who also walks the border between civilization and wilderness, but his simple nature has so far not intersected with the lady who paid for the ride other than greetings. And his reckless behavior just now is actually a way to show his abilities to the opposite sex.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can get there. I'm not in a hurry. The slightly hoarse voice is reminiscent of the warm breeze of spring, and the gentleness has the power to recover from the cold.

If I hadn't had a relationship with your dead father, I wouldn't have taken you, a frizzy melon baby, out for business. There is nothing but trouble all day long, and it is harder to train than the fiercest horse!" The old man's words made the young man's face even more rosy, and of course his heart was uncomfortable when he said this in front of the opposite sex of the same age. But just as he was about to rush out of the car again to try to save his dignity, a crisp laugh came from under his robe.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything else. The lady sensed the possible impact of her laughter and quickly apologized. In fact, she was completely superfluous, even if the young man had all kinds of thoughts, in her laughter, it was already ninety percent gone, and the remaining hazy feelings were probably not even clear to him.

"Hmm!" At this moment, the middle-aged man sitting in the back of the car suddenly cleared his throat, and the eyes of the other two people in the car immediately changed. This is the code of their years of business, and there are other people nearby.

"Would you like to stop eating later?" said the old man suddenly, and what he really meant was whether the men were hostile.

"I don't know, I'm not hungry. The middle-aged man replied, friend or foe are unknown, don't alarm them first.

"How many fruits are left from yesterday?"

"Who remembers, you have to rummage through your pocket, maybe there are five or six. "I can't be sure, maybe five or six people.

The sound of "salsa" leaves rubbing against each other sounded from the upper part of the canopy, and after a few minutes, the middle-aged man's expression finally calmed down.

"Whew... Good fellows, these guys are all very skillful, and they can use branches as flat ground. This hand is the scout of the ace in the army, and I'm afraid few can do it. ”

"Hey, look at what scared you. When you and Guawazi were looking for food in the last town, I made a special inquiry, and it is said that there are forest spirits in this forest, and it should have been their patrol just now. Those long ears, as long as you don't do anything out of the ordinary, they won't care about you. Speaking of which, I have to thank them, this forest is guarded by them, and robbers and bandits dare not approach, so it is convenient for us to live with peace of mind. ”

"You already knew it, so if you didn't tell me earlier, I was so scared that I was about to pee my pants. The middle-aged man said with some exaggeration.

"Tell you how to do it, if you know that there are forest spirits in this forest, you will think that they are the ones who make any movement, and the most taboo thing is to know too much. Any wind and grass, you have to pay attention, a false alarm is better than a back. ”

As the old man and the middle-aged man spoke, the young man's tense muscles finally relaxed, and since the other two had been so unscrupulous about what had just happened, it meant that the danger had passed. At this time, the lady under the robe asked him in a lower voice, "What are they talking about Lin Jing?"

"Oh, the forest elves are what we call them on the other side, and most people call them elves, the kind of people who live in the forest with pointed ears. My mom said they would punish those who cut wood in the forest, and they didn't like people who brought iron into the forest. But we haven't entered the forest yet, and as long as we don't provoke them, they won't provoke us. ”

The boy didn't notice that the lady's hand under the lady's robe tightened slightly as he spoke of iron, and seemed to feel a little nervous.

The sun, which had disappeared earlier near Longji Mountain, stopped the carriage as the sun grew dark.

"Let's not go forward today, Lin Jing's patrol shows that the neighborhood is not peaceful. Let's make a small fire tonight, don't smoke, and keep vigil in groups of two. ”