Chapter 9: The Oriole (9)

Li Yuanfang repeated gently: "You Han people..." Shaking his head, he laughed at himself: "When I came to the outside world, being Han people has become a sin." As he said, he took two steps forward, and had already reached Di Jinghui and the others before speaking again: "We were brought here last night, and we didn't even know what this is. It seems that the girl is very familiar with this place and is willing to listen to the advice. However, before that, please let this person go."

He pointed at Di Jinghui, paused for a moment before laughing easily, "Look at him, such a Han man with no power, is useless. Let him go, it's okay." "You!" Di Jinghui was so angry that he stared at Li Yuanfang. A clear and sweet laughter floated out from behind the bronze mask. The female killer indeed pulled the dagger in his hand, loosened the rope cover that tied Di Jinghui's hands, pushed him forward, and shouted: "That's right, there are not many Han men who are useful."

Di Jinghui rubbed his neck, turned around and said to the female killer, "Hey, you're too much. You are not using it when you are not careful, and you said I'm useless. Is it so useful for you Hu women?" The woman snorted, "Who told you to come here? This is the place where our tribe herders rest. Except for the people in our tribe, there have never been Han people." Li Yuanfang had already sat back on the earthen kang at this time. He had not had a long rest at all. He was still very tired. He didn't even want to say anything, but just watched Di Jinghui and the Hu woman answer.

Di Jinghui felt that his hands were wet. It turned out that the blood scratched from his neck was stuck. He said angrily: "I, Di Jinghui, am so unlucky, I am so unlucky. I traveled thousands of miles to this ghost place and even called a Hu woman! Humph, when Wu Xun comes, I want to ask him what it means to put us in such a broken house?" The woman heard Wu Xun's name and asked curiously: "Oh? It was the Martial Captain of Han Navy who brought you? Then where did he go?" Di Jinghui replied angrily: "So you know him. He went to Yibotai, and will come to pick us up today." "You are going to Yibotai too?" "Yes, isn't Wu Xun also a Han Chinese? Why do he know this place too?"

The two of them were just talking so hard that Han Bin climbed down from the earthen kang, ran to the woman, and kept looking at her with his head raised. The woman squatted down, reached out to pull Han Bin intimately, and asked softly: "Little brother, why did you come to this place? What's your name?" Han Bin replied: "My name is Bin'er." While raising his hand to touch the woman's mask, the woman hid back and smiled, "What do you want to do, kid?" Han Bin blinked, suddenly ran back to the edge of the earthen kang, took out something from his luggage, and looked at Li Yuanfang. Seeing that Li Yuanfang had no intention of stopping, he ran back to the woman with such things and handed it to her: "Sister, we also have the same mask as you."

The woman was shocked when she saw the mask. She took it and looked left and right in her hand, raised her voice and asked, "How come you guys have this?" Di Jinghui was proud and said slowly: "If you want to know the origin of this thing, it's okay to tell you. But after you asked us so many questions, should we also let us look at your face? Your mask looks too fierce, and it affects your mood." Before he finished speaking, the woman pointed directly at his face with a dagger: "Stop talking nonsense! Tell me quickly!" Di Jinghui didn't buy it this time and stared at the woman angrily: "So nonchalant, it's indeed a rough Hu woman! If you want to kill, kill me. I, Di Jinghui, is a gentleman!" "You!" The woman stamped her feet in anger and looked at the earthen kang. She saw Li Yuanfang leaning on the kang, even closing her eyes, as if everything that was happening had nothing to do with him.

The woman had no choice but to throw the mask in her hand and walked out the door. When she arrived at the door, she suddenly turned around and pulled off the mask from her face. Di Jinghui felt her eyes lit up, and her deep blue eyes entered his heart. "Yanran..." Di Jinghui murmured, and was stunned in an instant, and she was completely confused. The Hu woman's face turned red by his eyes and muttered in a low voice: "Hey! Now you can tell me the origin of the mask, right?" Di Jinghui could not answer, but stared at the eyes that hooked his soul. The Hu woman's face became redder and redder, and even her neck became hot. She bit her lip and walked out. Di Jinghui shouted behind her: "You... don't leave!"

"What are you doing?" The young woman had to stop again and wait for Di Jinghui's words. Di Jinghui was stunned for a while before asking, "What's your name?" The woman was so angry that she said coquettishly: "You Han people are not only useless, but also a fool!" "He is not so stupid." Li Yuanfang had already lying down, but now she slowly sat up and looked at the two people at the door. Di Jinghui heard him talking and asked casually: "Huh? Are you not asleep yet?" Li Yuanfang smiled bitterly and said, "I really want to sleep, but you two are so noisy, how can I sleep? Otherwise, please walk outside the house and chat slowly, how about it?"

The Hu woman burst out laughing, and her face suddenly became bright and bright. Di Jinghui had recovered a little calmly, but now he saw her smiling face, and was stunned again. Li Yuanfang looked at his stupid appearance and sighed helplessly, and said to the Hu woman: "I'll answer your question. This mask was given to us by a Turkic man named Mei Yingchun. We don't know his real name."

"Mei Yingchun?" The Hu woman shouted happily: "He is mine..." She suddenly covered her mouth with her hands, blinked playfully, and muttered: "Ah, he didn't tell you real names, so I can't say it either." Li Yuanfang nodded: "Well, whatever you want." The woman rolled her eyes and asked with a smile: "Where did you Han people come from? How could they meet me... Ah, Mei Yingchun? Why did he give you this mask?" Li Yuanfang sighed again and said to Di Jinghui: "Di Jinghui, I really can't hold on anymore. You should tell the story."

"Oh!" Di Jinghui woke up as if he was dreaming, quickly calmed down and cleared his throat and said, "This, the words are very long. Di Jinghui is down, his name is Li Yuanfang. I also ask the girl to give her a name for everyone, and I will tell you slowly." The Hu woman smiled and said, "Bah! I still have something to do, I don't have time to chat with you. You just said that the Captain Wu Xun went to Yibotai?" "Yes." "Well, then I'm leaving." The Hu woman turned her head and walked out. Di Jinghui hurriedly followed her and saw her jumping lightly on a chestnut horse waiting outside, and ran towards the wasteland with a twelfth round of horse heads. Di Jinghui shouted at her back: "Hey! Are you... still here?" The words were still echoing in the wilderness, and the man and horse had already left.
Chapter completed!