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"Why do you suddenly want to go to the Western Buddhist Kingdom?"

Ji Xin sent Ji Mo out of the city and asked like this outside the city. Many times, he didn't understand what Ji Mo did, as if he was so dedicated to carving and dedicated his life, that Ji Xin couldn't understand. so good?

It's so good that people don't care about other things. It not only delays the love between men and women, but also delays the friendship between relatives and friends. His eyes seem to only be able to see the smooth and elegant lines above that square inch. A smile is only genuine when the sculpture is complete.

Many times, Ji Xin felt that the male slave must have done something bad, which turned his younger brother into a stone man who could only carve.

Ji Mo smiled. He dismounted from the horse. The back of the horse without a saddle was much smoother. He felt uneasy when he sat down. The reins passed into his hands.

"Let my mother think that I went to the Buddha Kingdom and never came back."

The sun was falling, and he could see the morning sun again at the time he specially chose, "Brother, stay here with me for one night, let's watch the sunrise together tomorrow, and see the city of Langri under the sun."

He still remembers the moment he was amazed by the beautiful scenery reflected by the light when he saw Langri City for the first time. It is a veritable city of glory. Now, Langri City is gradually becoming prosperous. He has never seen what Langri City will look like 50 years later. It is a prosperous scene, but from the clothes of those young male slaves, it can also be felt that it will be better than today.

Today's male slaves can't wear such nice and neat clothes.

The costumes that waited a hundred years later seemed to be even better, but at that time no one cared.

"What do you think of Langri City?"

"very good."

I don't know how Ji Mo's topic turned, Ji Xin answered according to his meaning, unable to suppress the strange feeling in his heart, and asked him: "What are you going to do? It's not going to the Western Buddhist country, what are you going to do? Otherwise we Go back."

Compared with Ji Mo's melancholy thoughts that occasionally arise, Ji Xin is a standard science straight man type, who doesn't understand the beauty of morning flowers and evening flowers at all, to eat and drink enough, to have a wife and children warm in bed, that's what he wants. Not right, in terms of career, maybe it is more useful in front of King Lange?

At this time, the division of duties of officials was not very clear. It seemed that a city was built, and it seemed that they were called kings, but the palace was nothing more than a larger and decent tent. The procedures in the palace were similar to those of Like the open-air meeting that Ji Mo saw before, all the people under the king could speak at the same level, and the chaos was worse than that of the vegetable market.

For example, those like Ji Xin who follow the war outside are considered military generals, but they don't have the so-called general title. The people in the few tribes who are really in charge of clerical work are all male slaves.The same male slaves are always willing to despise the superficiality here, and at the same time, they are keen to improve their living environment after serving.

Ji Xin didn't receive any preferential treatment in it, and he couldn't talk to those literati. Seeing that his younger brother also had the intention of moaning, he felt impatient.

Seeing him frowning and looking like he could pull himself back at any time, Ji Mo's composure immediately became cowardly and sensible, and he said anxiously: "Brother, I asked you to come out because I have something very important to say. I just don’t want to say it now, I want to tell you after watching the sunrise tomorrow, brother, can’t you wait? One night, one night, you haven’t talked to me for a long time.”

"Didn't I talk to you nicely one day?"

Ji Xin's good temper in this life is probably reflected in Ji Mu and Ji Mo. Hearing this, he felt a little inexplicable at the same time, and at the same time he felt a little wronged. Looking at Ji Mo, he seemed to be aggrieved when he was a child. Face, it really hurts the eyes to make such a gesture.

Itchy hands, I can't help it.

The two brothers started chasing and fighting without realizing it. Ji Mo couldn't be Ji Xin's opponent, so he started running. Before he could pant, Ji Xin caught him, pressed him to the ground and beat him, but it was not heavy. It doesn't hurt after being pulled up for a while, it's just...

If you are about to die, you can't let people leave a poetic and beautiful memory!

Ji Mo really wanted to cry, meeting such a brother who would drag you back to the tent and overwhelm you to sleep when you were looking at the stars, dear brother, what else can I say?

Langri City is still very bustling now, it is getting dark, and there are still people coming in and out. I don’t know who saw the two brothers fighting outside the city. The news spread to my sister-in-law. After a while, Ji Mo saw The sister-in-law, who was seriously out of shape because of the childbirth, rode out.

"What are you brothers doing?"

As she asked, she threw a bundle over, and Ji Xin was left with food inside, which was steaming hot, and smelled it, making her hungry.

After changing hands, he gave Ji Mo a piece of barbecue, and Ji Xin picked up a piece to eat himself, and said to her: "Okay, you go back first, we brothers have something to talk about."

On the outside, Ji Xin was more protective of Ji Mo's modest dignity.

Ji Mo quickly said: "Thank you sister-in-law, the barbecue made by sister-in-law is the best."

These years, don't expect Mother Ji to cook. Every time I eat, I use it at Ji Xin's place. Sometimes Ji Mo is busy carving and doesn't want to leave. Mother Ji will bring back his portion of the meal. The yard was never set on fire.

This is not a big deal. According to the previous rules in the tribe, a family, father-in-law, mother-in-law, husband and uncle, all live together. As the mistress, she needs to take care of all things. It is both an obligation and a right. Here On one point, a sister-in-law will not complain.

What's more... She smiled, with a round face, she seemed to be a little fatter, "Then you eat more."

While speaking, he picked up Ji Mo and patted the floating dust on his body. His gestures were as skillful as cleaning up his naughty little son.

Ji Mo replied with a few smirks, he felt that the elder sister-in-law was like a mother.

Waiting for the people to leave, Ji Xin and Ji Mo finished eating the barbecue in the cool evening breeze. Ji Xin wiped his mouth with the skin of the meat and asked him, "Tell me, what do you want to say?"

"Let's talk about something else first. I haven't talked properly all these years—I mean I haven't talked heart-to-heart." Ji Mo was afraid of "talking well", so he decided to do it himself in order not to get beaten up. He asked Ji Xin what he had done, and then asked Ji Xin what he had done.

"What did you do? It's not those things?"

The city has been built, the reputation has grown, and there have been more troubles. Some big tribes agree with the rise of Lange, while others oppose it. Some want the city, so they are ready to trouble them. Not to mention, tribes and tribes Sometimes the strikes are very extreme, and all the men will be killed, and then the other party's women and sheep will be brought back.

In order to deal with such opponents, Lange is also very good, and there is also the help of Cangfeng. Brothers are still brothers, and they are still unanimous outside. It is this kind of favor that is returned too much later. What Ji Xin said to Ji Mo, don't think that men won't complain, they complain more.

The two brothers seldom talk like this. Ji Xin also talked about his worries about Lange's future. So far, Lange has not had a son born, but he has several daughters. He talked about Lange again. Ji Mo's younger sister, Ah Sang, whom Ji Mo once met once.

"The tribe of her husband's family was wiped out, and Lange is going to take her over. Do you remember her?"

Ji Xin was lying on the ground with his feet up, and when he said this, he gave Ji Mo a sideways look.

Ji Mo was puzzled by this look, and replied, "Remember, why was her husband's family destroyed?"

"Blue Wind killed it."

If a tribe wants to grow from small to large, it is impossible to have so many people at once, and it is impossible to have enough food to supply so many people at once. In order to develop rapidly, Cangfeng adopted not very good means. There were also more bandits who robbed their family, and then they accidentally robbed the things of the brother-in-law's house. There was a grievance between the two parties, and it was still impossible to pay back, so the only option was to fight.

In the end, Cang Feng, who had been a bandit all year round, was stronger, and directly beat her brother-in-law's family to death. The younger sister gave birth to two children there. Now not only her husband died, but the child was also strangled to death by her brother. Bringing part of the property to defect to another brother.

This defection means that she will remarry here.

That's why Ji Xin thought of Ji Mo, his younger brother hasn't married a wife yet, isn't he waiting for this one?

It's rare that Ji Xin has romantic thoughts, but Ji Mo didn't realize it at all. He looked at the smear of red that jumped out not far away, and the thick dark curtain was about to be revealed, and a big sun might jump out at any time .

"Brother, look, the sun is about to rise!"

He stood up, pulled Ji Xin up, and looked towards the east together.

After watching silently for a while, after seeing the beautiful scenery of Langri City shrouded in morning light, Ji Mo said: "Brother, I am going to die today, don't tell my mother, and make her think that I will go to the Buddha Kingdom and never come back." , and, after a hundred years, the volcano here will erupt, you must leave here a hundred years ago, Tianshan is an active volcano..."

"What are you talking about? What volcano, what Mount Huohuo?" Ji Xin had never heard of this term, so he didn't understand it.

Ji Mo's sentimentality was defeated by such an ignorant question again, as if a string had been cut inexplicably, and he could no longer continue. He sighed softly and said, "Look at Tianshan," he said, pointing in the direction of Tianshan, " Tianshan Mountain is like a volcano buried with a pile of fires, and those fires are getting more and more intense below, and they will accumulate more and more, and finally one day they will be unable to carry them, and they will erupt directly, and the place will be a sea of ​​flames at that time..."

Thinking about his words, Ji Mo, who no longer wanted to explain any nouns, didn't use words like "magma", but described it visually.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could there be a fire buried in the mountains?"

Ji Xin still didn't believe it.

"You just remember what I said. You must let your descendants leave before then, so as not to ruin your family." Ji Mo glanced at Ji Xin, who was still half-believing, and then at the countdown that only he could see. No, don't say so much, anyway, he will believe it when he dies.

Ji Xin was still asking, but Ji Mo stopped listening. He looked in the direction of Langri City, took a last look at the magnificent city rendered by the sunlight, and said softly, "It's really beautiful."

"What, what the hell are you talking about?" Ji Xin said for a while, but no one answered, he was a little crazy, and suddenly the person beside him fell back, and he raised his arms reflexively, his younger brother, Ji Mo, His eyes were closed and could no longer be opened.

"Ji Mo—Ji Mo—"