Sangkun and Jamukha only wanted to hit the trip with one blow, mobilizing almost all the main forces and gathered outside the camp. Apart from the sentries looking for posts in the outer circle, they only left some scattered soldiers, women and children to guard the animals and jewelry. Cheng Lingsu and the others were in a remote place in the camp, so no one noticed the situation here.

The clear Onan River is the source of all the bloodlines of the Mongols. The bottomless river water is as clear as ice, and the grassland is undulating. Under the iron hooves of the tall horse, green shadows like broken snow rose up, almost forming a line with the blue sky, as if as long as you run along the grassland, you can break through the layers of white clouds and run to the other end of the sky.

On the source of the Onan River, the brave and heroic Mongolian soldiers and enthusiastic girls who can sing and dance were filled with noises. Wang Hanyuan fled, Sangkun died, Jamukha was captured, and everyone raised their glass of celebration for Temujin, who was trembling in the desert.

Everyone went to the Onan River, and Temujin's camp suddenly became quiet and there was no sound.

Outside a certain tent, a small wooden tripod stands in a corner of the tent, with a dark yellow body, almost integrated with the dark yellow curtain. If you didn't look closely, even if you were still like you would like to be like a person on weekdays, no one would notice this exquisite thing that was as big as a palm.

A thin young man seemed to appear out of thin air, standing half a foot away from the wooden tripod, motionless. An ordinary Mongolian robe was worn on him, and it was fluttering around with the wind.

"Are you leaving?" He suddenly raised his head, and a very haggard face that should never have appeared at his age rose up. He spoke in Chinese, his voice was hoarse, as if the wooden window frames in disrepair were creaking in the cold wind.

The tent suddenly moved, Cheng Lingsu walked out of the tent, carrying a small bag on his shoulder, holding a small pot of flowers and rivers in his hand, reading the full text. Seeing this strange young man, she smiled slightly, as if she had seen an acquaintance she hadn't seen for a long time: "I thought you couldn't come back, and this trip was going to be in vain. Then I lit this trip and wanted to try my luck, but I didn't expect that I could finally meet again."

While saying that, she changed her hand and held the flowers, walked to the curtain of tent, picked up the wooden tripod, and held it in her hand.

The young man seemed to be startled and took a step back.

Seeing that he was hiding from a flood and a beast, Cheng Lingsu sighed. He put the flower pot in his hand on the ground, found a towel and handkerchief, and wrapped the wooden tripod in finely.

"I am a businessman. Since I have sold the things to you, don't ask me to see them again." Although the young man's pale face improved, he could still hear a little trembling in his voice. He groped and took a cloth bag from his robe and threw it to Cheng Lingsu, "This is what you wanted last time, let's take a look first."

Cheng Lingsu took it and tied the wrapped wooden tripod around his waist, then opened the cloth bag. He saw a knife that was only the length of a finger. The blade was extremely thin, extremely sharp, and four golden needles of varying lengths.

"How?" The young man seemed unwilling to miss any of her expressions, staring at her face.

"That's right, that's it." Cheng Lingsu picked up the knife with his index finger and thumb, put it back, wrapped it with the golden needle, and put it in his arms, "Thank you."

"What about the reward I want?" The young man was obviously relieved, and a hint of desire appeared in his eyes.

Cheng Lingsu picked up the flowerpot and brought it to him: "I'll give you all this flower. Put a bottle of wine on the edge of the flowerpot, pick a blue flower every three months, and bury it in the soil. Not to mention poisonous substances such as snakes and scorpions, you can keep grass from growing within ten steps around and insects and ants disappear."

The young man's eyes lit up, and his face showed ecstasy: "So... there will be no poisonous insects crawling on me again in the future?"

Cheng Lingsu nodded: "The blue and white flowers are mutually reborn and restrained. As long as the 'Daigo fragrance' in the middle is still there, you can plant the blue flowers yourself."

The young man was excited, and his hands that took the flower pot were a little unstable, so he simply hugged the basin tightly in his arms.

"I'm really leaving."

When the young man heard this, he immediately turned around and left.

Cheng Lingsu raised his voice and said behind his back: "Thanks to you for searching for me over the years. Although it is a transaction, I really benefited a lot. This flower seed was originally what you came to me, but I just asked me to support it. So, this time... I still owe you a account. If you have any trouble in the future, just come and find me."

But the young man kept his head down, staring at the pot of flowers in his eyes, and didn't know if he heard her say this.

Cheng Lingsu sighed again, looked back at the direction of the Onan River. The noise there broke through the sky above the grassland in waves. She took the green horse in front of the tent, turned over the horse, identified the direction, and rode the horse south.

"Hua Zheng! Hua Zheng!" After walking for more than ten miles, I heard a few sounds of carvings above my head, cutting through the sky, and the horse's hooves flew behind me, and the sound of horse whips was like a thunderbolt that was coming closer and closer.

Cheng Lingsu grabbed the horse and looked back at the Tolei single horse that was supposed to be still at the Onon Heyuan Conference. He rode forward. The little white eagle who had just learned to fly at both ends hovered beautifully in the air, spread her wings and flew sideways past her horse.

Tolei ran half a foot in front of her horse and suddenly tied the reins. The galloping horse suddenly stopped its steps, and with a long neigh, lifted its front feet and stood up.

"Hua Zheng," Tolei sweated heavily, untied his skin from the saddle, drove the horse to Cheng Lingsu's horse, and tied it to her saddle, "Although Daddy is angry, you are always his daughter. When will you get tired of playing? If you want to come back, don't be afraid, just come back."

"Brother Tolei..." Cheng Lingsuyuan thought he was here to stop her, and was thinking about how to explain it, but he didn't expect that Tulei, who seemed careless on weekdays, suddenly said such words and calmly practiced the path of immortal cultivation.

Tuo Lei leaned over from the horse and stretched his arms gently on her shoulder: "You go south and it is the Jin Kingdom. The Jin people like to use tricks. This time, Wang Han suddenly sent troops to attack his father, because he was provoked by the King of Jin Wanyan Honglie. They are different from our children on the grassland. They often don't count their words. You have to be careful not to be deceived."
Chapter completed!