Early the next morning, Su Qing cleaned up and got up, his illness was not yet complete, and his body was always cold, so he approved a hair-collared robe. When she went out, she met her grandmother who was boiling water at the door, Su Qing still lives in a tent with her grandmother, and her grandmother is still the same as she remembered, amiable and tough.

Grandma saw that she woke up and quickly poured her a cup of bitter and wanton medicinal soup, pulled her to sit down, Su Qing took the soup, smelled the taste and frowned, grandma took out a plate of milk tofu, milk skin, dried fruit and other small snacks and put it in front of Su Qing, "Eat"

Hearing her grandmother's lame Chinese, Su Qing's heart swelled with warmth, and she drank the medicine in one go, and ate a few pieces of milk tofu to suppress the bitter taste in her mouth.

He smiled at his grandmother and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Emog, Talaharila"

Grandma looked at Su Qing's expression, raised her hand and patted her head gently, and shook her head soothingly.

The tip of Su Qing's nose was a little sour, she really liked it here, it was too warm here, she coveted this temperature, reached out and hugged her grandmother, and her tears flowed and she couldn't help but not fall.

The autumn wind blew coldly on people's faces, Su Qing sat at the door of the tent in a daze, looking at the sky outside, she didn't know what to do now, whether to go to the sacred mountain to find the dead tree and go back, or be cheeky... Stay a few more days.

The sound of a horse piercing the contemplation.

Wearing a red and black striped robe, the sleeves were pulled up to the elbows at will, the silver bells on the waist swayed slightly with the bumps, reflecting the sun, and the long hair was in the wind, wanton and melodious, it was Gerry.

Su Qing subconsciously stood up after seeing Gerry, behaving like a child who had done something wrong.

When Gerry got closer, he controlled the speed of his horse and slowly approached Su Qing.

"Go"

Gerry held out his hand.

Before Su Qing could think about it, his hand reached over. Gerry's hand was very large and different from the impression, it was very warm, the bones were distinct, and he firmly grasped her hand with a thin callus, and gently took it, and rode away.

Su Qing was brought to the front of Gerry, and his posture was like being gently embraced in his arms, full of protection. Gerry didn't make any overstep of the rules, quietly tugging on the horse leash, but his breath gently swept over the girl's ears, like feathers flying in the air, gently and softly floating from the ears into the heart, crispy and numb.

When I arrived at the place, I found that it was a city, Bayani.

Riding into the city, there are a variety of juggling, workshops, taverns and inns, gambling house utensils, silk silk, overwhelming.

When I arrived at a lavishly decorated storefront, a string of Mongolian characters was written on the plaque, which means eight treasures into wealth. Looking inside, it was overcrowded, and there was a man Hu Dahan who was taking the board in the hall to give a speech, applause again and again, and the aroma of wine wafted.

Gerry dismounted and stretched out his hand towards Su Qing. Su Qing put his hand up in a daze, and was gently helped off the horse by Gerry.

Following Gerry into the storefront, Su Qing's eyes were dull in this series of explosions, and he never thought that Bayani was such a prosperous place, far from Nan Tart.

"Great Khan!" Someone saw Gerry and greeted him formally.

Gerry waved his hand, signaling that they didn't have to be formal. They actually went back to their seats and played around with themselves, seemingly accustomed to Gerry's arrival.

On the second floor, it was a little quieter, and Gerry and Su Qing sat opposite each other at a wooden table by the window. Gerry was muttering something, it should be ordering, Su Qing didn't understand, so he simply looked out the window, the lively street, the lively vendors, some people were showing their newly beaten fox skins, some people were showing their calligraphy and paintings, although they didn't understand, but they watched with relish, and they didn't notice Gerry's eyes looking at his concentration.

Knowing that the dish was to be served, he came back to his senses and saw Gerry handing a bowl scalded with boiling water to him, "This is the best restaurant for Bayani mutton, you can taste it first." There is a place on West Street that makes the best slag cake, and I will take you to see it later. As he spoke, he took a knife and cut off the mutton piece by piece and put it into Su Qing's bowl.

Su Qing looked at Gerry, and there was an indescribable emotion in his heart, which was uncomfortable. I still picked up the mutton and ate it, blurting out "It's really delicious". Gerry looked up at her,

I realized that I was a little embarrassed

"Well, you can come and eat it later," Gerry said lightly.

Su Qing didn't answer, lowered his head and continued to eat. There was nothing else to say during the banquet, and I finished eating quietly. Later, Su Qing didn't taste the taste of other dishes at all.

After the meal, Gerry didn't lead the horse, as if he saw Su Qing's curiosity about the street, led her to walk slowly on the side of the street, and stretched out his hand behind Su Qing to protect him from other reckless people, of course, Su Qing didn't notice all this because he was too focused.

I bought the dregs and cakes, and I also bought some desserts that Su Qing had never seen, but whenever Su Qing showed a puzzled expression, Gerry would ask someone to pack one. On the way back, Su Qing was a little embarrassed to think of this, spending other people's money for no reason, eating and buying things. I couldn't use my money here, and I thought about how to pay it back, but I didn't realize that Gerry controlled the horse's speed very slowly on the way back. There are only two people and one horse in the huge grassland, walking in the wilderness, and the warm red light hits the two of them, like the curtain call in an old movie.

Maybe it was because he found it too quiet, Su Qing opened his mouth and said, "You...", but he didn't know what he wanted to say.

"Huh?" Gerry replied softly, his voice was low, and Su Qing's ears were itching when he listened.

"Ahem," Su Qing cleared her throat, "Where do you live?" ”

"When you have a lot of official business, you live in the palace, and when you are more leisurely, you walk around, and you live wherever you go"

Silence fell again

"I..."Su Qing opened his mouth and said, "I'm sorry"

"Ho," Gerry chuckled before he said, "I'm sorry what?" ”

“... I left directly last time, and I didn't say goodbye" Su Qing's voice trembled a little, and the words that had been held in his heart for several days finally came out, and there was still a trace of grievance in it.

"Then do you think you're wrong?" said Gerry, who was not emotional, and his tone was still light.

After being silent for a moment, Su Qing tried his best to control his voice and said calmly, "I'm not wrong"

"Then there is no need to apologize"

Gerry's words made her a little stunned, and she was about to say something to explain, so she stuck it in her mouth and blocked it back.

"And... Thank you for saving me yesterday, for the fourth time."

Thinking of yesterday, Gerry's eyes were a little gloomy.

"They... What are you going to do? Su Qing asked hesitantly.

"Killed"

"Huh?" Su Qing hurriedly turned her head to see Gerry's face clearly, but her forehead hit Gerry's chin, and she quickly covered her forehead in pain, "I'm sorry!" I want to..."

Gerry was amused by her appearance, his hands were a little itchy, and he pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Then what should I do, it takes up too much space in the dungeon, do you want to let them go?" ”

Su Qing hurriedly said, "You don't need to put it away, you can let them do coolies, it's free."

After saying that, I regretted it a little, how did I start being nosy, I shouldn't be too talkative.

"Well--yes," they can't be allowed to die easily.

Su Qing heard Gerry's approval, and her heart relaxed, but fortunately, Gerry didn't think she was too troublesome.

...

Bayani Dungeon

"Recruit or not!"

Gilda walked leisurely in front of various torture weapons with his hands behind his back and a leather whip.

Lin Mo and his party were in this dungeon, trembling with fright from the torture weapon, and the iron egg was whipped with a leather whip dipped in salt water and crawling on the ground, muttering, "Don't... Beat... Don't hit me."

The right half of the team's face was blue and purple, swollen like a deformed monster, clutching his stomach and shouting, "I'm rich!" Let me go, I've got the money..."

Jida squatted in front of Lin Mo, "You still have a little backbone, I can't do anything to women, so you'd better recruit me when I have a good temper." ”

Lin Mo's hair was scattered, his clothes were dirty and torn, and he was very embarrassed, but he just stared at Jeddah and didn't speak.

"One or two are good," Gilda stood up, walked over to the torture weapon, and said quietly, "Which one to choose?" Which one do you think is more fun? Saying that, he laughed to himself, "I think it's better to try them all, I haven't played like this for a long time, you accompany me"

...

The next day, Su Qing rode alone to the Sacred Mountain, which is taboo here on weekdays, let alone an outsider like Su Qing.

I walked to the valley by the road in my memory, and the spring water was still the same as before, trickling and tinkling like an ancient musical instrument in the quiet valley. I followed the stream to the fork in the road, and when I looked to the right, I still saw the water flowing in the sun. However, there are no dead trees.

Su Qing was not too shocked by the disappearance of the dead tree, if it was really so easy to find, Gerry had already found it last time, and it must have been some kind of time.

I didn't stay long, I walked against the current towards Mount Kinabalu, and when I got out of the valley, I saw a person in front of me.

Quietly looking at the mountain, thinking about it, I don't know how long I stood there.

"Gerry"

Su Qing walked towards Gerry.

After listening to the voice, Gerry turned his head to look at Su Qing, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You know I'm going to be here?"

"Well, you're going to go. But I've been here many times and haven't found the dead tree, so I'm wondering if it's the only one you can see. ”

Su Qing shook his head, "It's not just me who can see it, and its position is changing all the time, and I don't know where it will appear next time."

Gerry frowned slightly, "Let's go, it's too cold here, you're not well yet." ”

Out of the sacred mountain, the two of them walked quietly in the somewhat yellowed grassland, unlike the southern tart, the wind near the sacred mountain is always very small, Su Qing looked sideways at Gerry, hesitated or said, "Don't you ask me?" ”

"Ho," Gerry chuckled, "Ask what?" ”

"For example, where am I from, for example, what is the purpose of my coming here, not to judge whether I am a good person or not?"

Gerry didn't speak for a while, looked at the vast land in front of him, and said slowly, "I believe in you"

Su Qing's heart seemed to be soft, a little sour, and there was sweetness in the sourness, and finally melted into a warm current surging in his heart.

"The people in the dungeon come with a purpose, you are not."

......

"Also, no matter where you come from, it doesn't affect my desire to keep you."