Putting away the broken military electric shock baton and holding the nail gun in her hand, Lin Wanwan observed the surrounding situation and did not go directly to the camp, but to the grazing land on the edge.
Because she saw the sheep and the shepherd boys, compared to the cunning and tough adult barbarians, it was naturally easier to get in touch with the young and innocent shepherd boys.
Baya Naba is six years old this year. She is a Uighur girl with cat-like green eyes.
Most Uighur people have high noses and deep eyes with brown eyes, and very few have green eyes.
The witch said that women with green eyes would cause the tribe to fall into disputes, which was not a good sign. Therefore, any girl like this who appeared in their tribe would be sacrificed to heaven.
The reason why Naba was not judged as a disaster because of the green cat's eyes was because the bravest young man in the Hongri tribe of Jiuhehe was her elder brother.
Her brother could fight one against twenty. When the witch led a group of Huihe teenagers to take her away from her mother and sacrifice her to heaven, her eight-year-old brother stood at the door of the yurt, waving the Tang Dao in his hand, and vowed to kill her.
Everyone who came forward was hacked to death.
He does what he says and never lies.
After chopping five people and even cutting off a piece of the witch's hair, everyone understood his determination.
After all, it’s just a green-eyed girl, so there’s no need to lose the bravest group of teenagers in the tribe.
So, Naba survived.
Because she has an older brother who can always get food and goat's milk, she lives longer and better than most of the children in the Red Sun tribe.
Among the Red Sun tribe, the mortality rate of women and infants is very high.
For every ten babies born, one to two mothers and three to four babies will die.
It is not easy to grow from an infant to Naba's current age. Only less than half of the children born in spring have this fate.
At this time, Naba saw an aristocratic woman wearing expensive clothes walking towards her grazing land.
The woman's face was covered with smooth silk and she was holding a strange iron object in her hand.
Naba felt very strange, because this woman seemed to appear here out of thin air.
There were no traces of a long journey on her body, but she was so unfamiliar that she didn't look like someone from nearby.
"Little girl, are you grazing here alone?" The woman stretched out her hand and handed her a milky white ball.
She spoke Tang Mandarin.
Is she from Tang Dynasty?
Naba heard from her brother and mother that the Tang Dynasty ladies in the city liked to wear Hu costumes and play polo.
Lin Wanwan squatted down one meter away from the girl. The beautiful girl with green eyes in front of her was rare and not dirty.
For Lin Wanwan, who had checked the information and learned that the Hu people in this land only bathed three times in their lives, the first girl she met through time and space challenged her understanding.
Judging from the neatness of the girl in front of her and the color of her leather robe, she definitely did not only take a bath once when she was born, but at least once every two or three days.
Weird, the information she read was wrong?
"Would you like some candy? It's very sweet and delicious."
She continued to hand out the candy in her hand to the girl. This kind of thing was irresistible to children, so little Qingyu would often steal the candy to eat.
But the green-eyed girl in front of her stepped back cautiously, refusing to accept her candy or talking to her.
"This is sugar, very sweet and fragrant sugar." Lin Wanwan said again.
The little girl was still indifferent, just staring at Lin Wanwan cautiously.
Could it be that the little girl couldn’t understand the Tang Dynasty Mandarin she spoke?
This is also very possible. After all, this place looks like a tribe of barbarians. It is normal for people not to know the Mandarin of the Tang Dynasty.
At this moment, the sheep suddenly separated, and a beautiful foreign boy who was at least 1.9 meters tall, with a red scarf on his head, only half of his trouser legs, a high nose, deep eyes, clear outlines, narrow waist and wide shoulders came over.
He looks very good-looking, like a statue, but because of his sharp eyes, he looks particularly strong. At first glance, he is not an easy person, nor is he cute.
Lin Wanwan was shocked. She met two beauties like this, a man and a woman. Is the average appearance of this foreigner so high?
"Jiliguala..." The young man said a string of words that Lin Wanwan could not understand.
Then the green-eyed little girl sitting on the hillside jumped up excitedly, jumped onto the young man's waist, wrapped her legs around his waist, and said "chichijigugu".
As he spoke, he pointed at Lin Wanwan.
Even though I didn’t understand, the other person’s eyes and body language showed that they were discussing me.
Lin Wanwan secretly raised her hand. If this tough young man made any changes, she wouldn't mind striking first.
In the grassland tribes, there is no reason, only fists, and fists are the last word.
This is what historical data told her, and Lu Shouyue also gave her this popular science.
Living in an unfamiliar place, she was not afraid to assume the worst about others.
"Are you from the Tang Dynasty? Why did you appear in our tribe?" The tall and handsome young man suddenly spoke in Tang Dynasty Mandarin.
Huh? He can actually speak Tang Mandarin?
Lin Wanwan was a little surprised, but she immediately reacted and replied: "Well, I'm from Tang Dynasty. I rode a horse for fun, but because of the accident, I spooked the horse and ran away, so I had to walk by myself. What kind of tribe are you here? What's your name?
what name?"
"I'm going down to Ba Yefeng. This is the Red Sun Tribe. I don't know your name?" The face of the handsome foreign boy did not change. It was impossible to tell whether he believed what Lin Wanwan said.
This young man is very extraordinary, this is Lin Wanwan's judgment of him in her heart.
Compared with the group of proud men she had seen in the Tang Dynasty, this one was not inferior to others.
"My name is Zhen Shiyin, and you are the most powerful among the tribal young men I have ever seen. You shouldn't be shepherding sheep here. Have you ever wanted to go to Chang'an and have a look? There is gold everywhere there." Lin Wanwan opened her mouth to say something deceptive.
Ba Yefeng suddenly raised the corner of his lips, his eyes flashed, and he looked at Lin Wanwan calmly: "Shi Pantuo said that women walking around in the world are the most dangerous. The more beautiful they are, the more lies they tell. If you don't deceive me, you actually talk to this kind of person.
The smelly, hard old stone says the same thing."
After Lin Wanwan's lie was exposed, her face remained calm and her heart skipped a beat. She smiled lightly and said, "I can sponsor you and your family to go to Chang'an. Are you interested?"
Ba Yefeng didn't speak, but the little girl Ba Yenaba, who was hanging on him like an octopus, quietly spoke in his ear.
"Brother, she said she can let us go to Chang'an! Mother's hometown!"
The little girl spoke gibberish, and breathed warm breath into Bayefeng's ears, causing him to frown and tilt his head back: "Who taught you to talk to people like this?"
Naba smiled proudly, showing her toothless mouth: "It's Aunt Narisa! She said that men love women who talk like this the most."
"You are not allowed to learn this! Next time you talk to someone like this, I will break your legs!"
The brothers and sisters' father died early, and their mother also passed away two years ago, and now they live together.
Whenever Ba Yefeng went out, he would entrust his neighbor Aunt Narissa to take care of Naba. Whenever he came back, he would always remember to give him a deliciously roasted marmot.
Ba Yefeng is not only the tallest, burliest and most powerful in the tribe, but also the best cook. All of this comes from his Han mother and his cheap monk master Shi Pantuo.