Chapter 114 – Let go of your hand and don’t touch.

Su Yan habitually wanted to press the back of Jing Hongchou’s hand, halfway through the first retracted, wanted to say something, tongue wrapped around a few points of embarrassment.

Luckily, there was nothing unusual in the other’s attitude, and as usual, he asked calmly, “Your honor wants to ask me about what happened after the stakeout?”

Su Yan soothed his nerves due to his composure, and with a clear cough, he droned to the crowd, “All be quiet, I have a witness here.”

Jing Hong chased the things before and after a one by one, words concise and clear, and straight, not mixed with any emotional color. Like his narrative style, dry and vivid, if he went to be a storyteller, it is certain to starve to death, but used for testimony is very appropriate, reflecting the effect of impartiality.

The front are truthful, but when talking about the battle with the black-robed man, in order to avoid the master’s technique, conceal the end of the fight by the nightmare charm, only said that he was not the black-robed man’s opponent, was beaten into delirium, wounded and fled.

Only Su Yan knew the power of the Nightmare Charm technique, and expected that the black-robed man had also suffered a secret loss. However, seeing that Jing Hongchu did not have the arrogance and good face of a martial arts expert, and very frankly admitted that he had lost and escaped, he felt that he was a bit cute again.

–is very cute. Suyan corrected in his mind.

The Valar, however, could not accept Jing Hongchou’s words:

“The black-robed man you speak of, the dress, the voice, the magic weapon used, that is our shaman, the Great Wizard of Hedo!”

“There’s no way the Great Witch could have harmed the prince, you’re lying!”

“Liar! You’re a liar!”

The square face also said to Su Yan, “Don’t blame them for being angry, Heiduo Great Witch was ordered by the Khan King to secretly protect Altan, how could he possibly be with these two officials of the Ming Kingdom …… officials ……”

Su Yan listened with great effort and helped him pick up the slack, “Collusion and collusion.”

“Yes, hook …… impossible! If the Great Witch betrays the Khan King and the whole clan, he will be rejected by the gods and will be punished by heavenly fire.”

The other Valarians chimed in.

Jing Hong chased did not defend or make up white. He spat on a nail, each word is like iron cold and hard, believe it or not.

“All of you and listen to my words.” Su Yan clapped his palms, and the crowd temporarily quieted down amidst the crunching sound, “If he really fabricated everything about the black-robed man, then how did he know the utility of the pestle and mortar bell that the other party was using, and how did he know that the other party had a bronze mirror hidden inside his chest? Could it be that you shamans usually hang these magic weapons outside your clothes openly for people to see?”

This now rendered the Vaishnava dumbfounded by the question.

Black Duo big witch although not too often show up, but the clan have seen him, in addition to sacrifices, invoke the gods, invocation and other occasions, never easily will be magic weapon show people. Big witch to meet the enemy, they have only seen once, in the fight with the army of Dayan, the king of the Khan by the other shaman’s spell control, the big witch will sacrifice pestle bells and mirrors, seriously injured the other side, so that the king of the Khan turned to safety.

In this case, how could this man from the Central Plains have said the exact same thing if he had not seen it with his own eyes and experienced it with his own hands?

Squareface thought hard, and finally said in a daze, “I think the fight happened when the Great Witch was secretly protecting Alertan, saw him staring and thought he was going to lay hands on Alertan.”

Yan Chengxue sneered, “In that case, then this official can also say that someone used sorcery to steal this official’s flying needles, assassinated Altan, and killed the soldiers under Senator Huo’s account, leaving the bodies at the scene with the intention of planting evidence.”

Seeing that the Valar man was about to raise his sword to cut Yan Chengxue again, Su Yan had to pull the fight again, Jing Hong chased after him and opened his mouth, “That black-robed man was sneak attacking from behind when I stepped in to save Altan. He also said to me, ‘Those who block the divine will will be burned to ashes by the wrath of the gods’.”

Su Yan asked, “He thinks that you stepped in to save Altan as a way to block the divine decree? Then what is his so-called ‘divine decree’ to let Alertan perish under the poisoned needles?”

Jing Hong replied afterward, “Only he knows.”

Now even the Vaishnavas revealed a look of doubt, and while there was still a part of them that was adamant that Jing Hongchou was lying, the other half, including the square-faced one, were beginning to have their trust in the Black Duo Great Witch shaken.

Su Yan also felt that this was tricky as hell and said to Yan Chengxue, “You hand over the antidote and save the people first. When Altan wakes up, the truth of the matter will be revealed upon questioning.”

Yan Chengxue frowned in annoyance, “I really don’t have the antidote on hand.”

“Impossible. This poison was concocted by your own hands, and the toxicity is so acute that you must have made an antidote just in case. Besides, when you handed the flying needles to Senator Huo, weren’t you worried about him being poisoned by accidental touch?” Su Yan looked at him sternly.

Yan Chengxue said helplessly, ”When I made the poison, I did make a few copies of the antidote and gave them to Senator Huo along with the leather capsule and silk gloves for the flying needles. Just now, he only pulled out the leather bag and gloves from his arms, not the antidote bottle. I knew that the antidote and the flying needles had been stolen together.

“Originally, I was still speculating on what kind of character was the one who was able to unknowingly steal the flying needles from Senator Huo’s body and also easily kill his soldiers. It was only after hearing Squire Jing Hong speak that I concluded that it must be this shaman without a doubt.”

His explanation was not accepted by the Valar, who still cursed and tried to chop off his and Huo’s heads. Square Face said, “Whether or not the two of them started it, the poison and flying needles were always taken from them, they can’t be washed away!”

Su Yan pursued, “Temple Secretary Yan, can you make another antidote immediately? Altan is still alive, and if you can cure the poison in his body, the hatred of the Valar people will also fade a lot.”

Yan Chengxue was very surprised: ”He was hit by the ‘Border City Snow’ for more than two hours, but he is still alive? Ch, what a hard life, I have a few moments of admiration for him. Unfortunately, the raw materials needed to make the antidote, my hands remaining incomplete, there are a few herbs out of the southern border, but also quite rare, it is estimated that even if the thousands of miles to find, but also less than a year and a half time. Can he wait?”

Su Yan smiled bitterly, “I’m only afraid that he can’t even wait for three or five days.”

Yan Chengxue skimmed her lips coolly, “Then we’ll just have to listen to God’s fate.”

Su Yan once again stopped the murderous Valar and advised, “I will send someone, to the southern border to seek raw materials. The only person who can make the antidote is Yan Chengxue, if we really kill him, Alertan will have even his last chance of survival snuffed out.”

Warwick kill is not, not kill and difficult to calm the anger in the heart, straight gas like a wild animal hissing.

The square face said, “If it really takes a year and six months, can Altan wait? We will take him home and ask the Khan to make a decision.”

Su Yan was at a loss for a moment. Whether the antidote could be made in time or not was still an unknown, and he had no reason to object when the Valar people wanted to take Altan back to his tribe.

The square face pointed the tip of his knife at the Huo Yan duo and snapped, “These two, the suspicion is too great, we’ll take them away as well.”

Su Yan sank his face: “How they are also my Ming officials, even if they have committed a crime, there are also Ming laws and punishments, why worry about other countries! I can only promise you that this matter will be originally reported to the imperial court, the saint decided to send, and finally will give Marco Polo Khan Hu Liqiao an explanation.”

The square face said, “Mouths say nothing …… without credence!”

Su Yan walked into the tent, and with the candlelight on the table, he used a pen and ink to write a short voucher on the white silk, and stamped it with his own imperial seal.

“Can’t read Chinese in case you scribble.”

Su Yan was angry and amused, “This is the official seal! If I don’t want my own credibility, do I still not want the face of the court?”

Only then did the square-faced man collect it, and, carefully concealing it in his bosom, said to him, “We will go now, and make your passes release us.”

Su Yan nodded and said, ”It’s good to go back early, your ministry thinks that there is more than one sorcerer who is divine and divine-er, who is in possession of foreign arts, so perhaps he can really be saved. On my side, I will also try my best to make an antidote. I will report this case to His Holiness, and the final outcome will be submitted to King Khan in a state letter.

“Also, as you are rushing with Altan, the tea and salt you bought cannot be transported at the same time I think, and I will also send soldiers to escort the wagons to the Warat ministry as previously agreed, and they will arrive later in the day. You’d better leave one of you as a guide, so as not to lose your way.

He had arranged everything in order, and the square face had nothing to say, so he lightly pounded his left chest with his right hand and made a salute to Su Yan. After lowering his arm, he added, “That salute just now was for Alertan’s friend Su Yan. To Lord Su of the Ming Kingdom, I also have a word to put here – the two Yan Huo must die, and if your emperor harbors them, then you will wait to meet the wrath of the Khan King.”

Su Yan sighed darkly and walked towards the bed.

Altan was still unconscious, his face even more gray and withered than before, and the vitality in his body seemed to be draining away every moment. The toxicity was only temporarily suppressed, like a hibernating snake ready to rebound with vigor.

Su Yan ruffled his lapel and took another look at the bloodstained tattoo on his abdomen, and an absurd prayer was born in his heart: hoping that the divine tree located in the center of the world really existed and manifested itself on this side of the epitome to save Alertan.

He couldn’t help but reach out and touch it again. The tattoo glowed slightly, as if it was trying to suck his fingertips in, giving him the illusion of being pulled by an invisible force.

Gathering his lapels, Su Yan leaned over and whispered in Altan’s ear, like a whisper.

Jing Hong chased after him and stood behind him, pointing her ears, still not hearing what he said.

–Perhaps it is a farewell speech that is swallowed before it is uttered, because it cannot bear the sadness. Or perhaps it was a blessing, or even a promise, that failed to take shape at the last moment before it was uttered, due to many concerns.

Jing Hong chased after a hundred claws to ask, but he knew it wasn’t now, not here, and ultimately stayed silent.

Su Yan left the couch and stopped in front of Square Face as he exited the tent, suddenly asking, “How many routes do you have to return to the Warat tribe?”

It was a matter of confidentiality, and Squareface didn’t want to tell him.

Su Yan said meaningfully, “It doesn’t matter whether I know or not, what matters is, does that shaman great sorcerer know?”

–

The moon was falling in the western mountains, the dawn had not yet risen, and the vast desert was shrouded in a misty indigo color.

More than twenty Warat riders escorted a wagon, stepping on gravel and white frost, galloping towards the north-west with stars and moonlight.

At the end of the night, dots of ghostly green light appeared ahead, as if countless streams of fireflies swept through the barren grass and gathered.

The luminescent light suddenly came into view, and the riders saw with a start that it was the green pupils of a pack of wolves–

They were densely surrounded by a large pack of wolves!

The steeds of the Northern Desert were not afraid of the lone wolf, but they were filled with fear of this tidal wave of wolves, raising their front hooves and neighing in terror.

Gritting their teeth, the Valar men drew their belt swords and prepared to meet the wolves.

The alpha wolf let out a chilling howl from the rear, and the pack opened its salivatingly sharp teeth and lunged at them hideously.

Blood splattered, and the howls of wolves and the cries of men resounded through the wilderness.

More than half an hour later, the light of the dawn sprinkled on the wolf corpses all over the ground. The wolf corpses almost covered this gravel field, at least several hundred heads. Around the wagons, the riders who had been torn to shreds were convulsing in pools of blood. The horses were mostly gutted, dragging their intestines and struggling for their lives. The horses that managed to escape spread their hooves and ran deeper into the grassland.

A black-robed man appeared at some point, ribbons of cloth draped all over his body fluttering in the morning breeze. He stepped on a spot of dirty blood without thinking and opened the door of the carriage.

The wagon was covered with a wolfskin mattress, and the stout man lay on the mattress, covered with a brocade quilt, revealing from underneath the head of the quilt a slender braid of hair covered with gold rings and green jade beads.

Hair color like snow falling on the city.

The black-robed man let out a hoarse, soft laugh, and raised the scimitar in his hand as he whispered the words of the sacrifice in Vaishnava.

He lifted the brocade quilt violently, and his blade froze in mid-air when he saw the large, bulging cloth bag filled with straw, and a strand of cut white hair stuck in its mouth.

–

The square-faced, bearded Warrat hanyou Sharidan spurred his horse on and turned his head to look at Altan, who was sprawled on his horse’s back and heaving up and down with it. The ropes made of fine cotton cloth secured him well, and even if he was unconscious, he wouldn’t slip off the horse’s back.

Su Yan’s last words before he left reminded him. So he had the crowd split into two groups, with twenty-seven riders escorting the camouflaged wagon and returning to the tribe along the shortest route. If the black hand behind the scenes really came after them, this group of men would be the front to attract ears and the warriors who volunteered to die.

And the remaining five took Alertan and turned and sped due north.

It is said by word of mouth that at the foot of the sacred mountain Ulaanbaatar, on the shore of Lake Baikal, is the place where the sacred tree “Toktilak” stands in the sky.

It is said that there is an old shaman who has been alive for an unknown period of time, guarding the sacred tree and carrying the will of the gods to the tribe from the wind. On the day of the birth of the great prince, the elders of the tribe received some kind of divine prophecy during divination, and recognized the newborn baby as the son of the sacred tree, and gave him the name of “Altan”, which means “gold” in the Warring States language.

Because of this, the Khan King Tiger Kuo Li even if the connection has two more sons, still regard the eldest son as a gift of gold, I believe that he will revitalize the tribe and unify the North Desert in the future.

Now that the golden prince was on the brink of death, Sharidan didn’t know who else could save him besides the God Tree and the old wizard.

May the ancestors be blessed and the gods manifest …… Sharidan murmured the old sacred song and sped his horse.

The sun rises in the pale grassland, the sun shines on the autumn grass that is beginning to wither and yellow, like an infinite field of gold stretching under the dome of the sky.

–

Su Yan stood on the pier of the majestic Great Wall, looking north, and felt that a ray of light and long attachment was leaving him.

The autumn wind of the plains blew the corners of his robe hunting like a flag. Jing Hong chased after him from behind and tied a cloak around him, asking in a low voice, “What is your lordship thinking about?”

“It’s nothing.” Su Yan withdrew his sight and turned to leave.

Jing Hongchou hesitated for a long time and held back four words, “Life and death have their own destiny.”

Su Yan lost his smile, “You say this on your lips, but in your heart you never believe in fate, otherwise where does this fighting spirit and killing spirit come from?”

Jing Hongchou grunted unhappily, “Obviously said that my killing aura is collected, sharp sword returned to its sheath ……”

Su Yan patted the back of his hand, “Don’t think I can’t see that you’re harboring secret hostility towards Altan, but they haven’t offended you either.”

Jing Hongchou suddenly ate a bear’s heart and took the opportunity to hold his palm back, gently rubbing it with calloused fingers, “I don’t like the way he looks at adults, and that self-centered attitude.”

“Anyway, you don’t look at anyone.” Su Yan’s ears were slightly hot, she wanted to draw her hand but couldn’t, and lightly reprimanded, “Let go, what are you touching indiscriminately!”

Jing Hong chased the thought that she could still stand beside him and pressed her lips against his palm, her heart rejoicing infinitely, “My subordinate could not help but want to offend Your Excellency, I beg Your Excellency to chastise me.”

Su Yan’s other hand pumped on his face, pumping himself in pain, but the other party’s cheeks were not red or swollen, and then he was furious: “If you don’t let go–“

Jing Hongchou honestly loosened her hands and hung her head with a look of willingness to be punished.

His personal bodyguard was a tame prick, with a mouth full of “lord” and “subordinate”, but in reality he had his own ideas. Su Yan once again deeply realized this, and at the same time also realized that the two of them would never be able to return to a simple master-slave relationship.

He didn’t want that kind of ass-kicking accident to happen a second time, but he also didn’t want to lose Chui, what should he do? Su Yan had a massive headache and pressed the corner of his forehead.

Jing Hongchu reached out to help him rub his temples, an inconspicuous smile on his lips, “Your honor has a headache because of me?”

“And you seem to be pleased with yourself?”

“Not smug, but joyful. At least my presence can affect the mind of the lord slightly as well.”

Su Yan would like to say, you that not only slightly affect, simply to force people to go crazy – mom massage on massage, can not take the opportunity to touch the face and neck? Calluses scrape the skin, really itchy ah!