The four people said in unison: "No more?"
Qiong Yi's right eyelid twitched for no reason: "He's not here anymore, it's because..."
There were more tears on Dorner's face, and there were four strands flowing from the corners of his eyes and under his eyes at the same time. Tears were pouring out, and he uttered some words that they half understood one after another. The hatred and powerlessness in his words made them They didn't know how to comfort him.
"Amei... I want to see Jiangnan, meet that person here."
"When we were robbed, he said... that he would help us, but he took my sister away. Later, she became ill and I couldn't see her." Dorna wiped the tears from his face heavily: "I went to break in, but I was After being imprisoned and beaten, I realized that Amei had..."
"He sold me to a woman, and yesterday, he sold me again..."
Qiong Yi clenched his hands into fists, and Su Ye was also very angry. He really never thought that Su Changming could do one unscrupulous thing after another behind the back of his family. This guy has already contributed to the disaster. If he didn't kill him , not only harming the reputation of the Su family for hundreds of years, but also completely shattering the already precarious position of the five clans!
"The dead are gone, but the living are the most important." Yan Ting bowed his head deeply and said, "My condolences."
Dorna couldn't quite understand Yan Tingshen's words, but he could vaguely understand that they were meant to comfort him, and he choked back his tears.
Sheng Xuanyuan looked at Dorna, and then glanced at Qiong Yi without leaving any trace. He asked, "Are you from Xirong? Can you remember where your home is?"
Dorna thought about the meaning of his words for a while and nodded: "...Kunzhai, I am from Kunzhai." Then he said: "Remember."
"Xirong" is the collective name of the Chinese people for the tribes living in the Gobi desert. As early as more than 20 years ago, the Western Desert was under the unified control of a tribe named "Kunzhai", which was protected by the five tribes. Unlike China, in the Western Desert, there is kingship.
"Since he remembers his home, why don't we send him back?" Qiong Yi looked at Sheng Xuanyuan and said. He looked at her purple pupils, thoughtfully.
"Come." Sheng Xuanyuan extended his hand to Dorna, "Let's leave this wilderness first."
Dorna handed over his hand hesitantly and stood up shakily. Sheng Xuanyuan took his hand and put it on his shoulder. He turned his head and took a closer look at the cleft in his jaw. It was much better than last night. I think it was just The spell that facilitates skinning will be cured after its expiration date. After thinking about it, he helped Dorna move forward.
Dorna didn't dare to look at the boy beside him, lowered his head and didn't dare to speak.
Yan Tingshen followed Sheng Xuanyuan, "Looking at the scene and the star positions, this place is probably in the Jiangbei area. It will take at least ten days and a half to get back to Yichuan. If it's quick, we can make it in time for the year-end assessment."
When Su Ye heard this, his heart sank: "Ten days and a half month? It's over! My father asked me to go back to Yize today! It's great now, he can't even find me."
It’s over!
Qiong Yi's steps also became heavy: Rushing back to school to take another exam? Didn’t you just pass the exam? Why so fast! If I am in a hurry, can I still study for the exam? If I don’t get an A in arithmetic this time, my wife won’t let me come next year, and I won’t be able to see Sheng Kyung.
The more Qiong Yi thought about it, the heavier he became. Su Ye and Yan Tingshen behind him started talking about something else:
"How do we get back to Yichuan? Do you know the way?"
"Ask as you go."
"I still have a lot of money left on me. It should be enough for fares and food."
"Um."
"Brother Yan, you said you stabbed Su Changming through. He must have been cold by now."
"...It seems that it didn't stab him in the heart and lungs."
"Oh, what a pity."
"..."
As the two people behind him became more and more engaged in chatting, Sheng Xuanyuan first glanced at Dorna with his peripheral vision and called him in a low voice, "... Dorna? Really?"
"Yes." Dorna quickly turned to look at him, his voice was very low, "I, you..."
"Just call me Sheng Xuanyuan."
Dorna couldn't pronounce such a difficult-to-pronounce name: "Sheng...xue...yuan."
Sheng Xuanyuan looked at the road ahead and asked seemingly casually: "Do all Xirong people leave tattoos on their shoulders?"
Dorna was startled, and Qiong who was walking beside him was also startled.
Why did Sheng Kyung suddenly ask him this? I didn't tell him the reason why I wanted to check Dorna, did I? Could it be that you figured out that I saw the tattoo on Dorner's back and wanted to investigate for clues about his life experience? But when someone else has a separate mark on his back, how does he connect it to me?
Or...has he seen the scars on my back?
When did this happen? Why don't I remember anything?
Thinking of the extremely ugly scar on her back, Qiong Yi secretly muttered to himself.
"...Others, I don't know. But Kunzhai people will all have them." Dorna said.
Sheng Xuanyuan intentionally or unintentionally looked at Qiong Yi's braided hair behind her back. Her hair was light brown and chestnut. Although most Chinese people have black hair, there are quite a few with light hair. At first, he thought that she had such light-colored hair because of her difficult childhood and malnutrition. However, her hair was fluffy and shiny. It was obviously not because of poor food that she grew like this.
In other words, Dorner's brown curly hair is very similar to Qiong Yi's hair color.
It may not be a coincidence, but there are too many coincidences, which inevitably makes people suspicious.
Qiong Yi also realized this, and thought a little absentmindedly: Could it be that my life experience is related to Xirong? Moreover, they are from the Kunzhai clan.
"Last night, I saw the tattoo on your back. It was a scorpion pattern, right?" Sheng Xuanyuan continued to ask, "What's the point?"
The meaning of this sentence was a bit complicated for Dorna. He shook his head and said: "Tattoos are for identity. They are done by people on their backs. Others are on their hands and legs."
Sheng Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that Dorna still had a status in the Western Desert. He also thought: Rong people refine Gu, and the "Earth Sand Cold" and "Losing Heart Gu" in Su Changming's hands are almost inseparable. They all came from him.
If Qiong Yizhen is related to Kun Zhai, is he also a person with a special status?
"What are you talking about?" Su Ye heard them whispering in front and asked faster.
Sheng Xuanyuan replied lightly: "Nothing, just asking about some trivial matters in the West Desert." Dorna also kept silent in a cooperative manner.
Yan Ting looked deeply at Sheng Xuanyuan's back and thought about it secretly.
Everyone walked down the mountain that was full of gravel and dead trees. It was already noon. No one was seen at the bottom of the mountain. After walking for a long distance, they saw only a few broken stone houses. They bought Dorna a home among ordinary people. The best, but old plain clothes, then keep walking. The barren mountains were long, and in order to leave early, the four of them discussed taking turns carrying Dorna on their backs, and hurried on the road with Qinggong. Qiong was also good at Qinggong, but weak, so she didn't need to carry anyone on her back, so she explored the road at the front.
In order to prevent excessive consumption of infuriating energy and exhaustion of physical strength, the four of them flew a short distance with Qinggong, stopped and walked again, and finally arrived at the town before dark.
After asking the locals, I found out that this place is located to the west of Luoyao, in the Zigong Mountain area of Yelingguan. Monsters often appear in the mountains and there are few people. The four people who ended up here due to an unexpected encounter neither asked for leave from the master of the school nor packed their luggage. They just looked forward to rushing back as soon as possible. When Sheng Xuanyuan thought of the lonely tail he had raised, he began to worry. There is nothing to do.
They found out where Dorner lived, gave him a lot of money, and looked for a carriage to take him out of the country overnight.
Dorna knew that he had already walked away from hell. Before stepping onto the carriage, he bowed to the four people again and again, and struggled to remember each person's name.
"...I originally had no shame in going back." He said, "Amei, Amei stayed here."
Dorna spoke a Kunzhai dialect with red eyes, and explained to them stumblingly: "We in Kunzhai, when we die, we must die in our hometown, otherwise our souls will not be able to rest in peace."
"But, Amei, at that time, I must have a home."
Qiong also nodded to him: "Well, go back, have a safe journey."
Dorna looked at Qiong Yi, and he felt the most inexplicable affection for her along the way: "Lu Xi, Yan."
He said: "...Looking at you, I will, and I think of Alun's wrong Populus euphratica, and I don't know why..." After hearing the coachman's urging, Dorna hurriedly boarded the carriage and stuck his head out of the window: "If, what else is there?" , I want to know. Gumayan, home, where I am." He said this to Sheng Xuanyuan.
The driver raised his whip, and the horse shouted loudly before pulling the carriage away.
"Aluncuo? Gumayan?" Su Ye scratched his head and said: "I'm afraid it's not all somewhere in the Western Desert, but the wrong name sounds nice. Save people to the end, and send Buddha to him. When we get to the west, everyone has sent us away, and it’s time for us to go back.”
"Yeah, let's go."
After speaking, the four of them looked for a car and headed south, heading towards Yize.
*
Su Ye really thought that Sheng Xuanyuan conveyed his thoughts through the hazy and cheerful atmosphere of the lantern festival, but he didn't expect that this person said expressionlessly: "I was interrupted when I wanted to say something."
"Later, when I entered Mingfu, too many things happened, and I couldn't tell her anymore."
"Ah?" Su Ye frowned: "Isn't it just one sentence? Is it so difficult to say it?" Thinking that Qiong Yi was on the horse outside the car, he lowered his voice: "Sheng Xuanyuan, you have also seen that Su Changming is a person to her. What are you thinking, what if this person is really not dead and comes back again?"
Sheng Xuanyuan looked at Su Ye, his eyes as deep as a pool of water: "If he hadn't died, you wouldn't have let him live this time, right?"
"My family affairs are family matters." Su Ye folded his hands and said, "Su Changming is definitely going to die, but Qiong Yi is so lovable, aren't you afraid that there will be more cats and dogs?"
Sheng Xuanyuan frowned: "Don't call her that."
Su Ye interrupted: "I'm talking to you, but you're paying attention to other things! If you don't believe me, ask Brother Yan, is she the type that people like?"
"Yes." Yan Ting said with a deep smile but not a smile: "As early as during the martial arts competition, Miss Qiong Yi's unyielding energy and energetic appearance attracted the attention of many male disciples." After he finished speaking, he added: "But Brother Sheng, you are always guarding her, and her junior brother is also guarding her, so no one else can get close."
Sheng Xuanyuan's frown deepened: "Don't..."
"You can guard her in the school. When she is no longer in the school and returns to Guangyang, can you still keep her?" Su Ye patted Sheng Xuanyuan's thigh: "Aren't you afraid that someone in Guangyang will miss her? Tell me earlier! If you tell me, she will feel comfortable, and so will you!"
"I've returned to the Su Family Mansion, but no one will help you this year!"
Sheng Xuanyuan wanted to refute him, but he felt that Su Ye was right and was speechless.
Qiong, who was sitting on the horse and driving, was also chilled by the cold wind. She shrank her neck, not wanting to be crowded in the small carriage with three people. The coachman next to her kept talking to her with a loud and bright voice, which made her I couldn't hear the conversation in the car behind me at all.
"well."
Qiong Yi sighed, what he couldn't let go of was still his own life experience: I don't know how, am I really from Kunzhai?
