42. Cooperate to find the second fragment of the Snow Mountain Scroll

Seeing this, her heart, which had been put down, became nervous again, after all, the existence that can make people enter the dream realm must be difficult to deal with.

Because it was getting dark, and the hat the man was wearing was a jazz top hat with a wide brim, she couldn't see the man's specific appearance.

The man sat down opposite her, then stretched out his hand and said a little respectfully, "Miss Gu, it's nice to meet you." ”

Gu Yuexi was silent for a moment, not ready to shake hands with him, but said to herself: "Don't be happy, I don't know you." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the snow monster clenched his fists, as if dissatisfied with her frivolous words.

"Night Emperor, step aside." The man touched a pinch of his chin and shouted in a calm but majestic tone.

The Night Emperor didn't dare to disobey, only to see it let out a low roar, and then obediently retreated.

"This stupid big guy listens to you." Gu Yuexi looked at the slightly complicated expression of the yellow-haired monster, and said with a smile.

"Silly big guy?" The man smiled coldly and said to her slowly, "Thank you for giving my pet such a beautiful name. ”

"Hmph." Gu Yuexi couldn't help but snort lightly, and then whispered: "Say, you came to me with all your might, why did you come to me?" ”

"Miss Gu is refreshing." The man's tone raised slightly, then lowered his voice and said to her, "Miss Gu doesn't have to pretend to be confused. ”

"It's better to be confused, so as not to be clever but mistaken by cleverness." Gu Yuexi glanced at him disappreciatively, and suddenly found that there was an obvious scar on his face.

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense, Miss Gu must have come to Patna this time to find the second fragment of the Snow Mountain Scroll, and I also want to come to find it for the future of my clan; So, we have the same goal, so why don't we work together? The man's words were urgent, and there was a hint of excitement in them.

"Stop." Gu Yuexi suddenly asked him to stop, and then asked him with a little doubt: "Cooperation?" I don't want to share the fruits of my labor with you. ”

"Haha." Seeing her slightly straightforward appearance, the man couldn't help laughing, and then regained his composure, and said slowly: "Miss Gu doesn't know, the reason why the Snow Mountain Scroll is so expensive is not because of its scarcity and value, but because it is the only key to open the door to the other world, so no matter which force or faction, after finding the Snow Mountain Scroll, it will be put on the turntable of the other world's gate, aiming to open the door of the other world as soon as possible through the power of the collective." ”

"Oh?" At this moment, Gu Yuexi inexplicably thought of her experience of finding a mysterious treasure chest in the underground space grotto, at first she didn't know what was in the treasure chest, but later based on a simple conversation with Bai Ling, she knew that this was the first fragment of the Snow Mountain Scroll, but Bai Ling didn't tell her the specific location of the Otherworldly Gate, where it was.

If the secret location of the underground space is the Otherworldly Gate in Liyouer's mouth, then presumably the specific location of the Otherworldly Gate must be in or near the second Sadia Village.

"What, Miss Gu, is this heartbeat?" The man was keenly aware of the strangeness in her eyes, so he didn't hesitate and asked immediately.

"No problem." Gu Yuexi was silent for a moment, thinking that there must be a connection between her father's assassination and Emperor Mo Jieli of Zhemengxiong; The entry of Mojeli and others into the Anaroji Temple in the Gangtok Palace and the war of aggression against Assam are closely connected to the underground space; Immediately afterwards, the secret location of the underground space is the gate of the other world, so the process of opening the door of the other world is also the process of investigating the assassination of his father.

"Okay, then let's do it at night." The man clapped his hands and motioned for the tavern owner to hurry up and prepare his meal, wishing the operation a complete success.

******

On the other hand, under the threat of Delhi soldiers, 32 Bangladeshi diplomats were "invited" into the barracks, although the red carpet had already been rolled out, streamers were hung, and welcome slogans were written, and the "traditional friendship" between Delhi and Bangladesh was constantly broadcast on the radio, but anyone with a discerning eye knew that this was just a "face project" done by Delhi King Bahrom, and his real purpose was to force the members of the mission to sign unequal treaties.

"My king, the Sultan of Bengal is really stupid, not only sent a descendant to visit our country, but also granted him the position of plenipotentiary envoy, today we only need to use both soft and hard, and we will definitely make a lot of money." Delhi's Prime Minister Benedict briefly reviewed the documents submitted by the cabinet members, and then said with a fluttering eyebrow.

"You, you are a tiger in internal affairs, but in foreign affairs, you are a sick cat." The king of Delhi drank the wine in his hand, pointed at him, and teased.

"Bangladesh has a feud with me, and now my Delhi Kingdom is powerful in South Asia, is it possible that I will be in some small countries, and I will lose my prestige?" Benedict looked up, his face full of doubt.

"My Delhi kingdom is strong, but it also has to be prioritized, isn't it?" Shahbalez immediately objected to his point of view, and then Zhengse said: "During the Warring States Period, there were seven kingdoms in East Asia, and the Great Qin took Heluo as the outpost, Guanzhong as the heart, and Sichuan and Shu as the rear, occupying the rich land of East Asia. Today, Delhi and Daqin have something in common: Ladakh is like Han, with few soldiers and few land, so it should be attacked first; Baleb is like Zhao, and he will be like a cloud but the people are poor and rich, and he will be placed second; Assam Ruwei, like a dying worm, is ranked third; Zhe Mengxiong is like Chu, strong on the outside and dry in the middle, placed in the fourth; Bangladesh is like a swallow, and the disparity in national strength is not to be feared, in the fifth; Brookeba is farthest from me, like the Qi of the East China Sea, and placed last. ”

"Brother is really the pillar of our country, listen to your words, you know that I am only shallow in learning, ashamed." Benedict hurriedly bowed to him in respect.

"You don't have to talk about seniority, you see that he talks endlessly, but you can engage in internal affairs, you are his teacher." The king of Delhi looked at Benedict with a smile, and then said: "Bengal must be slaughtered, but not very much, it is far better to keep it and let it bow down to me, than to destroy it and let it jump over the wall." ”

******

On the long stage, brown-skinned dancers are playing classical dances with religious overtones, while musicians dressed in coarse linen clothes and colorful turbans are playing the sitar and singing rhythmic South Asian music.

But the rows of heavily armed soldiers standing in the corner of the restaurant are a sign of the true meaning of this welcome banquet.

"Sir, the situation is critical for us right now." The adjutant frowned and said in a low voice.

"Don't be flustered, how could His Majesty the Sultan not know about the insidious cunning of the King of Delhi? We only need to act on the opportunity to be invincible. Vejayada groaned, replying to him without changing his face.

The tedious welcome ceremony and dinner quietly ended in "laughter", after which the members of the Bengali mission and the officials of the Kingdom of Delhi entered the meeting room not far from the restaurant.

Under the glare of the lights, the meeting officially opened in a quiet atmosphere, with Bangladesh represented by Special Envoy Plenipotentiary Vejyada and Delhi represented by Foreign Minister Shah Balez, although King Bahrom of Delhi also sat on a leather sofa in the corner of the room.

"Mr. Vejaiyada, I understand His Majesty's urgent desire to recover the northern territories of Rajshahi, and I am also in favor of equal and friendly cooperation between the two countries, but the stakes are so high that I wonder if you can be sincere?" Shahbarez made a pretended friendly gesture and paved the way for the conclusion of the unequal coalition that followed.

"Sincerity?" Vejayada keenly tapped into the "point" of his words, and asked curiously: "I wonder what the sincerity of Mr. said, in what specific ways?" ”

"The Ming people don't say dark words, the Black Shirts currently have 70,000 troops in the northern region of Rajshahi, almost 12 legions, although there is no ace legion, but it is also difficult to deal with, so this cooperation will definitely cause a huge loss of money, food, soldiers and horses, your Sultan has thought about how much to provide us?" Shahbalez subconsciously turned his head, just in time to see a sneer on the slightly vicissitudes of life on the slightly vicissitudes of life on the face of King Derry.

Hearing him say this, Vejayada's face instantly sank, after all, he originally just wanted to deter the arrogance of the Blackshirts by forming an alliance with the Delhi Kingdom, as for recovering the lost territory, he knew that Bengal was currently more than capable of strength, although he wanted to do it, but the national strength was not enough, so he repeatedly put it on hold. But now the king of Delhi is openly coveting this fat shortage in the north of Rajshahi under the guise of cooperation, you cooperate with him, he will drive out the blackshirts at that time, and he will swallow this land in his stomach 100 percent, if you refuse, he will extort a huge amount of money or resources from you on the grounds of arming and fighting.

After thinking about it, Vejayada's gloomy face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a faint smile, and said with a serious face: "Thank you for your full support for the great cause of Bangladesh's rejuvenation. ”

******

After the sky was completely dark, Gu Yuexi and the man got up and went to the place where Wang Wenyuan was hidden, intending to meet him first, and then go to the dock to wait for the fragments of the Snow Mountain Scroll to appear.

After a brief conversation, she learned that the man's name was Sulmo, an uncle from the Guzd tribe from another world, and the origin of this people sounded very mysterious at first glance, but because they had lived in this world for thousands of years, they could no longer remember the specific situation of their own people, and their speech and demeanor were no different from the inhabitants of this world.

"What other language do you know besides English?" Gu Yuexi stopped and looked at him carefully.

"Urdu, Gurkha." Sulmo smiled and said to her: "The value of language is not in the ornate words and beautiful sounds, but in its practicality, because you don't bother to learn a language that you don't use." ”

"That's right." Gu Yuexi nodded lightly and added, "For example, English is more commonly used in the northern part of Borneo, but in the south, Dutch is more popular than English. ”

The journey was so smooth that in less than a quarter of an hour, they came to the dense residential area.

"Miss Gu, your companion, is between those two houses?" Sulmo stared at the empty alley, casting a questioning look at her.

"Hmm." Gu Yuexi did not hesitate and was ready to get Wang Wenyuan out.

"Wait, there's fraud." Sulmo looked around, and suddenly stopped her way.