Gu Jiao slowed her steps a little, falling slightly behind.
She didn’t hurry to catch up, but instead raised her eyes and took a deep look at him and the Black Wind King.
There’s no doubt, the only ones who could excite the Black Wind King so much were people from the Xuanyuan Family.
So regardless of whether he answered or not, Gu Jiao was certain.
As for who he was in the Xuanyuan Family, Gu Jiao had a vague guess, but it needed further confirmation.
The Ghost King, with a person and a horse... or to be precise, with the Black Wind King; Gu Jiao was just accompanying him, now acting as his little follower.
They walked for quite a while, left the forest, entered another piece of woodland, crossed a stream, and arrived at another hill.
Gu Jiao couldn’t understand where he wanted to take them, and she felt he was going in circles.
Gu Jiao expressed her inner doubts: "Where do you want to take us? Are we going to your home?"
Tell me a direction, I’ll find it myself, and promise not to go in circles.
The Ghost King paused for several seconds, probably thinking about how to say those few words.
Then he thought of it and slowly said: "Sight... seeing."
Taking Little Ayue to see the scenery of the Back Mountain.
Gu Jiao: "..."
Can we not look at the scenery?
——objection overruled.
Gu Jiao got tired of going in circles, climbed up and lay down on the Black Wind King’s back and fell asleep.
When she woke up, she found herself not in the mountain forest, but inside a wide cave.
The cave walls were covered with Night Light Pearls, illuminating the cave with a gentle glow, while the Black Wind King quietly stood by her side.
As for that... Xuanyuan Family’s Ghost King, he wasn’t there.
Gu Jiao thought he had gone to guard the graveyard again, stood up and went out to look for him, and as soon as she reached the entrance, she saw him sitting outside the cave in the same posture as he did in the graveyard.
Gu Jiao noticed there was no hostile aura around him, so she walked over and sat down beside him.
The Black Wind King also quietly walked out, looking like he was keeping an eye on his young master, ensuring he wouldn’t be bullied by the old master.
Gu Jiao asked, "Um, can I check your pulse?"
Speaking respectfully when talking to a big shot!
"I’m a doctor," Gu Jiao said.
He didn’t refuse.
Gu Jiao took his arm, placed three fingers on his pulse, and checked his pulse.
His pulse was strange.
An injury was inevitable.
But it seemed he wasn’t just injured; there was an unstable pulse within him.
This pulse was what allowed him to unleash his unfathomable power.
Gu Jiao pondered for a moment and said to him, "Your face is dirty, let me wipe it for you."
With that, she took out a cloth, cautiously approached his face, and seeing that he didn’t refuse, confidently wiped away all the dirt from his face.
When the weathered face was completely revealed to Gu Jiao, her guess was confirmed.
"I’ve seen your portrait in the Book Pavilion of the National Master Hall..."
"You are..."
Gu Jiao opened her mouth and called out his name.
...
"Hey, hey, hey! Wake up! Where did that kid go?"
In the little hut, Tang Yueshan was shaken awake by Shangguan Qing.
Tang Yueshan could understand a bit of Yan Country’s language, but speaking it was another matter.
"Wha-what?" he asked in Zhan Country’s language.
Shangguan Qing switched to Zhan Country’s language in a second: "I asked you, where did your companion go?"
"Huh? Who are you?" Tang Yueshan had entered the forest and fainted, woke up just now, completely unaware of what happened in between, and hadn’t realized that he had met someone who spoke Zhan Country’s language in Yan Country.
"Ah, forget it!" Shangguan Qing sighed, "I’ll find him myself, that kid... most likely went to the Back Mountain!"
Tang Yueshan looked at Shangguan Qing’s figure, completely confused by what he was saying: "Hey, have you seen my companion? A young man wearing blue clothes, with a red birthmark on his left cheek."
Shangguan Qing waved his hand: "Probably went to the Back Mountain! I’m looking for him too!"
Upon hearing this, Tang Yueshan rushed to sit up, holding his prized bow and arrow, and followed along.
The night wind blew, making Tang Yueshan slightly more alert.
They were currently in a village in a valley, and the forest ahead was the same place where he and Gu Jiao had been ambushed earlier.
"This young brother, may I ask what exactly happened just now?" he asked politely.
Shangguan Qing said, "You and your companion were rescued by this Ghost King, but unfortunately, your companion didn’t listen; he was told not to go to the Back Mountain, but sneaked off there in the second half of the night!"
Upon hearing that Gu Jiao was okay, Tang Yueshan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, sneaking off to the Back Mountain? There’s no place in the heavens or earth where that girl wouldn’t dare to go.
The more you say can’t go, the more she’ll insist on going.
Next time, you just directly say she must visit the Back Mountain; she’ll surely beg off from going.
Tang Yueshan grumbled to himself, suddenly thinking of something, turned to look at the masked Shangguan Qing and said: "Young brother, you speak Zhan Country’s language well, are you also from Zhan Country?"
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