It is not too difficult to coax a child to burst into tears.

Chen Daolin first tried to explain in words, and then took out chocolate candies... but he couldn't help but dispel Ainise's hostility.

Fortunately, Brother Darling was quite smart and threw out a killer move, which finally made Ainise stop crying.

"I... am the one who came down from the snow-capped mountains."

OK. The person who came from the snow mountain... wouldn't he be a servant of the gods?

On the grassland, the name Divine servant is of course very valuable. Brother Daling looked at the little girl with satisfaction and stopped tears, but his eyes looked at him even more frightened.

"Honor, noble... God's servant?"

Ainisa's voice was still a little choked, but she quickly threw away the knife in her hand and threw it on the ground and kneeled down.

The God of Snow Mountain is above... If you dare to show your knife to the servant, you will be a serious crime of being dragged to death by a fierce horse and then trampled into flesh paste!

Looking at the little girl who was almost provoked to the ground, Chen Daolin felt a little reluctant again. After all, although he had been to Roland for a long time, Chen Daolin had not yet developed the habit of others kneeling down to him.

He dragged the little girl up from the ground and helped her to dust the dust on her pants. Chen Daolin sighed, took out the chocolate bar and handed it to Ainise.

Seeing Ainisa pinching the colorful wrapping paper, her big black eyes immediately made Chen Daolin feel bloody on his face. He simply helped Ainisa to tear off the wrapping paper, broke off a piece, and stuffed it into the little girl's mouth.

Ainisa's eyes suddenly became round, and his big eyes were soon filled with surprise. After chewing hard for a few times, he swallowed it in.

Chen Daolin squatted down and squatted in front of Aini Sai: "Is it delicious? Don't worry. This whole piece is yours."

Ainisa pinched the chocolate bar left in her hand, with a kind of entanglement and struggle in her eyes. Finally, she looked at Chen Daolin timidly: "Have you given it all... all? Have you rewarded me with such delicious food?"

Chen Daolin was stabbed by the word "reward". Looking at the thin child who was so thin that his chin was pointed, he sighed softly: "I gave it to you, don't be afraid, eat with peace of mind."

Ainise breathed a sigh of relief, but carefully restored the wrapping paper. Then he took out the embroidered handkerchief from his arms and wrapped it, and then he carefully put it into a small leather pocket on his waist.

"Why don't you eat?" Chen Daolin asked.

"... Take it back, my brother hasn't eaten such delicious food yet." Ainise looked at Chen Daolin with some fear.

Looking at the little girl up close, Chen Daolin found that the little girl was really cute. Her face was dirty and covered with dust and some grass chips on her hair. However, the part on her face washed by tears revealed delicate skin like milk, especially her big black eyes. She was like a character walking out of the second dimension.

Chen Daolin pondered for a moment and picked up the knife that the little girl threw on the ground. The nation on the grassland was indeed fierce. Such a little older child carried the knife with him.

Chen Daolin pinched it in his hand and weighed it. The quality was very bad, and the texture of the blade was very poor. It can be seen that after repeated sharpening of the knife, the blade was already very thin and crisp.

Chen Daolin smiled slightly and put the knife into his ring. Ainise couldn't help but curl his lips aggrievedly, with a little distressed and reluctant in his eyes.

But then Chen Daolin had already transformed a small dagger from the ring like a magic trick.

This dagger was produced by the Pompeii Chamber of Commerce, and the steel is of high quality. The most important thing is that it was made by the disciples of the first master Jiang Kang of the Empire. Whether it is of quality or sharpness, it can be thrown out more than a dozen streets of knives used by the grassland people. The hilt is made of a whole piece of oak, and there are patterns carved on it to prevent slippage. The end of the hilt is inlaid with a round pearl.

Chen Daolin shook the knife in front of Ainie, and then took the initiative to insert it into the small leather scabbard around her waist.

The scabbard is a little bigger, but fortunately it can be used barely.

"This knife doesn't rust, and it doesn't need to be scratched frequently. Even if I exchange it with you, okay?"

Ainise was already filled with a huge surprise, staring at Chen Daolin with wide eyes, and could no longer speak.

The little girl was stunned for a long time before finally saying something: "Are you... a god who came down from the holy mountain?"

immortal?

Chen Daolin looked at himself.

He has a unshaven beard and his hair is like straw. Because of taking a bath, he even tore his shirt. Now he has only pairs of pants on his body and is still torn.

Where is such a miserable god?

However, looking at such a cute little girl, Chen Dao still couldn't bear to dispel the other party's fantasy at the end of his life. He smiled and asked back, "What's your name?"

"Anisse."

The voice is sharp and crisp.

"How old are you? Where are you living? Why did you run here to herd sheep?" Chen Daolin had already seen several lambs eating grass behind the grass not far away, surrounding an old sheep whose hair was almost falling out.

Ainise was stunned for a moment, then began to turn her fingers into a moment before raising her head: "I... nine years old."

As she said that, she turned around and pointed in a certain direction: "Our tribe is there, I will ride my horse and arrive in a short time."

Speaking of this, she seemed a little frightened again. She looked at her sheep, her eyes turned red again: "Will you... punish me? I don't want to offend the gods... but... the sheep will not breastfeed, and at home... at home..."

Chen Daolin sighed, then smiled and waved his hand: "Don't be afraid, what are you afraid of! If grass grows on the ground, won't you give it to sheep? People can't live anymore, so don't worry about the grass. Don't worry, it's okay."

When Chen Daolin ran to the grass from behind, took out a set of spare clothes from the ring and put them on, and walked out again, Ainis looked at him with a look that was wrong.

A stronger reverence was clearly revealed in his eyes.

Chen Daolin thought about it and knew what the problem was.

He wore clothes for his "Wu Shuang Martial God Cult": a pure white robe full of religious colors, with good texture and gorgeous shape.

I heard that those wizards on the Great Snow Mountain would choose to wear white robes when walking down the mountain.

This dress seems to further confirm Chen Daolin's identity as a "god on the holy mountain".

The dog who was standing on the ground pretending to be dead jumped up again. However, he crawled behind Ainise's back and did not dare to yell at Chen Daolin anymore.

Looking at the little girl's obvious protection for the dog, Chen Daolin couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Damn, why is it so difficult to eat meat?

At this time, his eyes suddenly fell on the lambs who were eating grass leisurely.

Obviously, this Ainise is telling the truth. Her sheep are a little thin. Maybe she has no good pasture to grazed on weekdays, so she ventured to this forbidden area.

But... no matter how thin the sheep is, it is still a sheep.

Chen Daolin looked at the sheep and couldn't help but drool.

That...I won't steal or rob. I will buy it with her, it's OK...

Brother Darling walked to Ainisei's face and squatted down. Ainisei immediately became a little nervous.

"That..." Chen Daolin coughed: "Little girl, can I buy a sheep with you?"

As he said that, he took out a few gold coins from the ring and spread them in his hand.

Even in the imperial capital with the highest prices, these gold coins are more than enough to buy a flock of sheep.

But Ainise looked at it, and his eyes were a little scared. He just bit his lips hard and did not dare to speak.

Chen Daolin sighed and tried to build up a smile: "That... I'm really hungry, but I can't find anything to eat here. These gold coins are pure gold, and you can buy a lot of sheep. Look... all these gold coins are given to you, I only have one, and you can sell them to me. OK?"

Ainise seemed to want to cry again.

Rationally, the little girl felt that the gods from the holy mountain in front of her should not deceive her.

But... gold? For a nine-year-old girl living inside a closed grassland, she really doesn't understand the meaning and value of gold.

She just felt that the few shiny things in this man's hand were nothing more than a more beautiful stone? But she wanted to change her own sheep?

There are only a few sheep in the family, and they have to keep them for the winter. The family needs to drink goat milk, make goat milk, and use wool to make clothes... If one is missing, I am afraid that I will be scolded by my mother when I go back.

But... after all, this is a god from the Holy Mountain. How can we refuse the god's request?

The little girl was extremely confused, and just looked at Chen Daolin with her eyes that could make people cute, blinking, as if she would cry at any time.

This expression of biting her lips as if she was strong but full of grievance made Chen Daolin helpless.

He can always do something to a little girl to steal the other person's property.

"Not enough? Then I'll add a little more?"

So, the three gold coins were added to five, and five were added to ten. Finally, Chen Daolin simply took out a small bag of gold coins - so many gold coins were even enough to buy a house in the imperial capital!!

But Ainise's response silently flowed out tears.

Then, the little girl jumped and ran to the side and watched the flock for a long time.

She seemed to hesitate to lead which end to her.

But looking at the sheep who were jumping around and eating grass, Ainisai became more and more sad the more she cried.

These are raised by myself. They all watch them eat grass and fight every day...

I remembered my mother's old face at home and my younger brother's face that was so hungry that she was white.

Ainise finally plucked up the courage, turned around and walked to Chen Daolin, crying: "Sir God, don't eat my sheep, okay? You're hungry, I have something for you to eat..."

As he said that, the little girl tried hard to touch her arms and found a ball of things. She carefully held it in front of Chen Daolin and added in a special sentence: "I don't want any of your shiny stones. Is this... I'll give it to you for food, okay? Don't eat my sheep? Will it be successful?"

In Anisa's palm was a ball of black noodles, which looked even suspicious from the outside. However, Chen Daolin still recognized it. This was the powdered dumpling made from barley noodles eaten by the grassland people.

Such a small piece, black, probably the size of a teacup lid.

Looking at the thin child in front of him who could almost blow down with a gust of wind, Chen Daolin immediately realized:

This thing is probably the food for this little girl every day!

(Although I am despicable, I am not yet inhumane...)

Chen Daolin silently stuffed the ball of barley into Ainise's hand and smiled bitterly: "Okay... I'm not hungry, I won't eat your sheep."

Helpless!!

Chen Daolin felt a little depressed.

There is nothing to eat in his storage ring, especially the meat.

In order to make more space, the food in the storage ring was already left in my territory. Now all the food stored in it is snacks and other gadgets.

Before going to the snow mountain, I had eaten all the roast lamb legs I ate at the herdsmen's house on the way to the snow mountain.

Now... Chen Daolin's eyes will turn green whenever he thinks of meat!

"Forget it."

Chen Daolin waved his hand: "Then... you take me back to your tribe, is that OK?"

Ainisa's eyes lit up!
To be continued...