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Chapter Six Southern Border Witch Boys

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    When Wuxi's car entered the gate of the capital, he couldn't help but secretly lifted the curtain.

    After walking for several months from southern Xinjiang to the Central Plains, he realized that the legendary Central Plains actually had such a big place and so many people.

    The city and the city are connected, and there is a lot of traffic, and the road is so long that it seems that it will never be finished in a lifetime.

    Those dense forests in southern Xinjiang that are filled with fog and miasma without seeing the sun all year round, and the stockades propped up in the mountains, look so insignificant in front of such great rivers and mountains that stretch for thousands of miles, and even feel a little shabby. What attracts the Central Plains?  Human armies must attack their people?

    Wuxi asked the great wizard. The great wizard is the most authoritative and wise person in the tribe. What he said represented the will of the great god Jiaxi. Wuxi will also be the great wizard in the future, but he is still a child, and there are many other things.  Things I don't understand.

    The great wizard told him: "This is the test of God Jiaxi. God Jiaxi is everywhere, watching everything that everyone does. If you bury the cause today, you will reap the result later. It's just that the life of a mortal is too much."  It is short, so it is like a small bug that pops out of the ground and will die soon.  I will understand a little bit."

    When the great wizard said this, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were drawn, and his eyes calmly looked at the misty mountains in the distance, which were pitch black, like a pool of stagnant water that would not move.

    Wu Xi looked into his eyes and suddenly felt extremely sad.  The great wizard patted him on the head and said to him: "You are already ten years old, and you have started to have your own thoughts and ideas. You may not remember many things I taught you, and you should go out and have a look.  It's time."

    Wuxi stretched out his hand and firmly grasped the long robe of the great wizard, pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, the great wizard sighed: "The Central Plains is a place like a trap, with bustle and wealth beyond your imagination, and the best-looking  People, the most delicate thing, you may think that compared to the Central Plains, Southern Border is a dilapidated place isolated by mountains, you will be reluctant to leave there, and you will forget who you are."

    "I won't." Wuxi looked at him with a raised face, and solemnly raised a small white hand, "I swear to God, I will definitely come back, and I will never forget my clansmen in my life. I  I will fight back with my people, I will remember who bullied us, and let those people die!"

    The great wizard laughed, he didn't look like a condescending envoy, nor like an uncompromising leader, but just like an ordinary old man, with a little kindness and exhaustion, watching the day-by-day growth  My child, I have unspeakable expectations, and because the expectations are too diligent, I gradually feel worried: "Remember what you said today, remember your hometown, no matter how far you go, remember your people  Still waiting for you."

    The Central Plains dazzled him, and Wuxi was curious. When he walked through a place, he wished he would develop a pair of eyes to look carefully.  The instruction to leave was repeated silently in my heart.  But there are so many places, none of them are as prosperous as the capital, so prosperous that he feels unreal.

    Through the opened curtain of the carriage, a special smell rushed to the face. Wu Xi carefully identified it. It was the smell of people and carriages, very sticky, mixed with a very faint fragrance.  , with some kind of delusion.

    He looked up, and there were people standing on both sides of the road, some carrying birdcages, some carrying baskets, and everyone watched them off with relish as if they were watching some strange animal.

    The car slowly stabilized and walked on the large flat bluestone road, and also passed a winding river in the city. Several very large and fancy boats were moored quietly on it, and the flowing water made soft noises.  Walking by, the paper strips hanging from the willows on the river bank seemed to reach out to Wuxi. He stretched out his hand to grab it, but he couldn't catch it.

    At this time, the car stopped, and someone's footsteps approached. Wuxi lowered the curtain, sat upright, and the car door opened from the front.  To make himself look taller, behind him is an old man with a smile all over his face. The old man wears a strange tall hat with wide sleeves hanging down to his knees, and his hands are covered inside.  Opening his mouth, his voice was high-pitched and thin: "Hey, this is the lord witch boy, isn't he? You are so polite."

    Lu Baichuan, who was accompanying him, quickly explained to him in the barbaric language of southern Xinjiang: "This is Eunuch Xi who is next to the emperor, and he is the first-class celebrity. The emperor specially sent Eunuch Xi to meet you outside the Xuande Gate.  It is a great compliment to have a banquet in the palace to clean up your dust."

    &nbspp; Jing Qi lowered his head slightly, and pressed back the corners of his raised mouth.

    However, Wuxi suddenly stretched out his hand, pressed it on Ajilai's shoulder, then took a step forward, and knelt down upright: "Wuxi, the Wutong of Southern Xinjiang, pays homage to His Majesty the Emperor Daqing."

    He hasn't changed his voice yet, but his voice is clear and bright, without any milk smell. He rests his hands on the ground, revealing some pale fingertips. Then he bends down and respectfully kowtows. Jing Qi notices that he  The Nanman warriors behind them clenched their fists for an instant, and the young man who had just challenged Jian Shangshu seemed to have been beaten by frost, and his eye circles were red.

    He Lianpei let out a "tsk" and waved his hands: "I'm going to be flat soon." Then he turned his head and glared at Jian Shangshu, "Jane Aiqing, it's not that I'm talking about you, I'm Daqing, and I'm from Shangguo, so I should be tolerant  , he is a child who came all the way, how old is he? What can you do for him? Come and give the witch boy a seat."

    Waiting for others to kneel and kowtow, and then blame the old Shangshu, turning him into a bad person completely, so as to set off his love, Jing Qi felt that his emperor was really perfect.

    Seeing this living treasure emperor leaning forward slightly, looking at the little witch boy in Southern Xinjiang curiously like a child, he opened his mouth and asked: "Witch boy in Southern Xinjiang, I ask you, since you are called a witch boy, what's wrong with you?"  Is there any human ability?"

    He stretched out his hand and gestured: "After practicing your witchcraft, can you become immortal and live forever? Do you know the art of escaping from the wind? Oh yes, do you know the art of piercing through walls?"

    The main hall was quiet for a while, and there was a majestic Ninth Five-Year Honor to receive the surrendered ministers. The first sentence was neither comforting nor threatening, nor was it busy Daqing Guowei, saying that the other party had lost unjustly, and he had to be obedient in the future.  Will the opponent be able to penetrate the wall?

    It is estimated that many people are in the same mood as Jing Qi. They want to hide their faces with long sleeves and pretend that they don¡¯t exist, or they are like old Shangshu Jian.

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