When the bright moon sprinkled the silver-white moonlight into the main hall of Lishan Afang Palace, it also brought the glory of the night to the Tianshui tribe in the Mihe River valley thousands of miles away. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiao Pai lay on his back on the grass, looking at the big jade plate in the sky, and counting the dots of starlight dotted in the night. A few meters away, the little thing was holding the roasted wisp of meat with its paws, and it was gnawing on its mouth full of oil.

I don't know if this moon is the same as the moon on Earth......

A complicated wry smile appeared on the man's face, and in the room next to him, the girl had gone to bed early, and this small tribe that lived by grass really couldn't talk about nightlife.

During the day, when the hunting group triumphed, the expected warm welcome did not appear, and although there was joy in the eyes of the women, children and elders of the clan, there was more of a faint worry that permeated the entire tribe. This emotion is written in the tense lines of everyone's face, hidden in every dodging gaze, making it difficult not to notice.

The source may come from the big demon in the main tent, Xiao Pai casually tore off a blade of grass and wrapped it meaninglessly around his fingers, anyway, he can see the big demon and the elder tomorrow, and then he will touch the bottom first, he thought so.

The sound of rustling in the grass on the side attracted the attention of the man who was still thinking, and he sat up, struck a position that made it easy to get up, and looked at the irregular swaying in the large grass swaying in the wind in front of him.

A slightly green face was revealed, and Xiao Pai recognized that this was the big boy who said "Dijiang Clan" during the day, and it seemed to be called ...... Chang Zhen?

Chang Zhen put a finger to her lips and made a silent gesture.

"Elder Razi wants to see you. ”

Is that the elder who seems to know the secrets of the Dijiang clan? Xiao Pai looked back at the little thing, she was eating happily, and she was unaware of the sudden appearance of Chang Zhen.

"Lead the way. ”

Through the sparse bonfire, Chang Zhen led Xiao Pai to a tent tightly covered with fur, from the outside, the tent was very quiet, there was no sound, only the dim fire flickered, revealing a little weird.

Chang Zhen stopped outside the tent and made a gesture to invite in.

Xiao Pai looked at him and asked him, "You're not going in?"

He shook his head: "The elder ordered, but I saw you alone." ”

Xiao Pai turned his head to look at the thick curtain hanging from the tent, hesitated for a moment, and finally curiosity prevailed. He lifted the curtain and stepped inside.

Sudden mutations.

Xiaopai's hand had just had time to put down the curtain, and the strong wind blowing in his face had already provoked Luo Shenfu to run wildly. Almost subconsciously, the inner breath spewed out along the traction of the air engine, and then after half a breath, it bumped into something.

With a muffled grunt, a thin figure fell out, slammed into the thick tent wall, and slowly slid down.

It was a shriveled old man, whose face had been crisscrossed by the years, and his body was slumped up, rising little by little from the ground with the slowness peculiar to old men. Through the small bonfire in the tent, Xiao Pai saw the big bag with a little blood on his forehead, which was left by Luo Shenfu's counterattack--- which also proved from the side that the old man did not really want to kill him.

The slight movement in the tent alarmed Chang Zhen, who was guarding outside the tent, and the young man rushed in breathlessly, and after seeing the scar on the old man's forehead, he instantly raised the stone hammer in his hand, showing clear hostility towards the man in front of him.

"Stop!"

The old man gasped and stopped the boy's further movements.

"Elder Razi......"

"I'm fine... It's fine, just a slip. Chang Zhen, you go out and keep guard, don't let anyone in. ”

The Elder Razi was panting, but his eyes were staring at Xiao Pai excitedly, as if a man had seen his beloved lover.

"But..."

"Get out!"

Chang Zhen looked at the old man, and finally obeyed the order and retreated.

Xiao Pai was stared at by Elder Raqi a little furiously, considering the sneak attack with unknown intentions just now, he took a step back unnaturally, and asked tentatively, "Elder Laqi?"

The old man didn't pay any attention to Xiao Pai's meaning, he took out a leather roll from his bosom tremblingly, pulled it open with both hands, and then kept comparing the animal skin roll with the man in front of him, as if he was comparing something. His gaze became brighter and brighter, and the animal skin scroll also got closer and closer to Xiaopai as the old man approached.

Just when Xiaopai was about to endure it anymore, the animal skin roll that had been saved by the old man suddenly fell down, completely freezing the man's suspicious expression.

On the half-hidden scroll of animal skin, which fell to the ground, was an ordinary painting.

This painting is very similar to the mural style of this era, with simple lines, outlining a strange beast with a horse's head and a tiger body and wings on its back.

And standing beside the beast was a young man who was Svenwen.

The old man pointed to the young man in the painting, but his eyes were fixed on the man in front of him who was exactly the same as the person in the painting, and there was a faint disbelief in his eyes, and there was also ecstasy at the mystery being revealed. He muttered to himself, "It's true...... It's true......"

Xiao Pai didn't care about the old man's excitement, he looked at the painting in a daze, looking at the vivid Ying Zhao on the painting, and himself standing next to Ying Zhao.

Don't......

Ruma's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the old man who fell to the ground violently in front of him, and a suppressed whimper sound, with the old man's tears and snot rushing out, as if this was not a weathered old man, but a child who had been extremely wronged.

"Renzu~~......"

This long call opened the last hole card, and at this point, Xiaopai finally determined that this Elder Laqi must be inextricably linked with Yingzhao.

However, comforting an old man who is crying bitterly is really awkward.

The man half-crouched down, clumsily patted the old man's back gently, and said meaningless words of comfort in his mouth.

"Don't cry, don't cry...... I'm here......"

These are words that mothers often use to coax their children in books and on TV, and I don't know if it's useful.

Fortunately, this embarrassing scene did not last long after all, and under the comfort of the man, the old man's crying gradually subsided, slowly turned into a small choked voice, and finally calmed down completely.

Originally, I thought that I would be able to call it a day and go to bed after coming to inquire about some news about the Dijiang clan, but now it seems that I haven't slept tonight.

Xiao smiled self-deprecatingly, and simply slowly helped the old man to the side of the campfire.

"Well, although the sudden opening of the old bottom was a bit unprepared for both of us, it seems that at least we should not be enemies now. So, old man, are you here to ask, or am I going to ask?"