Lying next to Roullac, the white-haired man disdainfully curled his pie mouth and wrinkled his face as usual. "Derek has seen too many men and gunmen sitting around for a few days and then abandoned their spears!"

"And escaped," Beo said quietly. "I have seen it happen in my own high school. They have escaped in my clan, and you, Han, Tang Manle. We have all seen it. I don’t think they know where to escape. They know what they are escaping from."
"Timid snake" Zhelang spat his bright brown hair, and there were gray threads in his hair. There were no young people among the tribal leaders in Eigil. "They are small poisonous snakes that stink and twist to avoid their shadows." His blue eyes glanced at the other end of the carpet, referring to Gao Xin Ai Er, not just those who abandoned their guns and spears.
If possible, Beo seems to remember that his expression is more gloomy than before, but the hands around him hold his arm. That’s Broin, a Nakai tribe. His figure and strength are comparable to those of two blacksmiths, but his mood is always calm. This is very strange for a Eigil person. "We have all seen men and gunmen escape." His voice and gray eyes are a little lazy, but Rand knows that this is not the case. Even Roullac thinks that Broin is a deadly fighter and a fine tactician, even Birula Ke. It should be lucky for Rand to be stronger, but he followed people who came with Lebanon. He didn’t know Rand Arthur. "You too, Zhe Lang. You know how difficult it is to face those things. If you can’t say that those who died because of the law are cowards, how can you say that those who fled for the same reason are cowards?"
"You shouldn’t let them know when you come," Han muttered, clutching his red spike and blue pad as if it were the enemy’s throat. "Only those who can enter Rudian and come out alive are qualified to know."
Han didn’t say these words to anyone, but he certainly hoped Rand would hear these words. Rand told everyone what was in the maze of glass columns. The information he revealed has made tribal leaders and wise men avoid further questioning. If there is a Eigil in the desert who doesn’t know these things, he must have not spoken to others for a month.
Eigil people, their ancestors were some people who won several glories in the battlefield, but they didn’t realize that they were some lucky people who came to help refugees from the collapse of the world. Of course, all the living people were refugees at that time, but the Ayers never thought that they would be so weak. What is even more terrible is that they used to follow Ye Dao and would not resort to violence even when their lives were threatened. The old word Eigil means "dedication". They used to be some people who gave their lives for peace. Today, these self-proclaimed Eigil people are descendants of some swearing-offs. Their betrayal is. A man who has kept his oath for generations still believes in one thing. A Eigil would rather die than touch a sword. They always believe that it is part of their honor, so they can live in the desert. Outsiders are different.
Rand always heard Eigil say that they were exiled to this silent desert because they committed a certain crime. Now they know why they live here. The men and women who founded Rudian and died here-those who are rarely called Jayne by them-are not actually a tribal name. These people stuck to Eigil’s loyalty to the two ceremonies before the collapse of the world. When they always believed that the truth was finally proved to be a lie, few people could have the courage to face it.
"They have to know this," Rand said. "It’s good for them to know that people shouldn’t live. In the lie, they predicted that I would destroy them. Then I can’t have a choice. The past has passed. Now he has to worry about the future. Some of them don’t like me. Some people hate me because I’m not one of them, but they follow me. I need all of them." What about Mijacoma? "
Lying Roullac and Han Erie shook their heads. He used to be bright red, and his hair was half white, but his green eyes still radiated exuberant vigor like young people. His big hands were wide, long and very strong, saying that his arms were as strong as young people. "Moran never let others know his decision before he acted."
"When Moran was a young leader," Zhelang said, "he tried to unify all tribes, but he failed. If he finally saw someone succeed in his failure, he would not be happy."
"He will come," Roullac said. "Moran never believed that he was from Lebanon. Qiang Wen will also bring Zion, but they will wait. They must first adjust themselves to what is happening."
"They must adjust themselves to accept this. People who come with Lebanon are wetland people." Han said angrily, "I don’t mean to offend you, Kayaken." There is no flattering element in his voice. A leader is not a king leader, nor is he a Rand. At most, he is the first person in an equal body.
"I think Diane and Cordeira tribe will come eventually," Bruanping said quietly. Actually, he answered quickly, probably because he was afraid that silence would lead to unnecessary equality, which means that peace could not be ensured. "They lost more in the drought season than any other tribe." Now Eigil people call the sad period before someone escaped from Eigil’s identity "the drought season". "At present, Manderland and Indirian are bent on maintaining their tribal unity. They both hope that the dragon tattoo on your arm will appear, but they will come."
There is one tribe left that has not been seen. No leader thought of that tribe. "What’s the news of Kulaiding and Shadu tribes?" Rand asked
He got the answer that there was a silence, and there was a melodious harp left in the room. Everyone was waiting for others to talk, and Eigil expressed his displeasure to a certain extent. Zhelang frowned and looked at his thumb nail. Broin played with a green pad and even Roullac studied the carpet.
In silence, men and women in white robes gracefully walked into the room and carved silver goblets around them. Wine was poured into the goblets and a silver plate was delivered, which contained olives, goat cheese and wrinkled white dried fruits, which were called "pie pods" in Eigil. These Eigil people wearing white headscarves all lowered their eyes and looked unfamiliar and submissive.
Whether caught in war or attack, these righteous people will swear to serve their captors one day a year. They will not touch weapons or make violence. After this period, they will go back to their tribe and clan as if nothing had happened. This is a strange memory of Ye Dao. It is the most serious crime that they can commit in the concept of honor and righteousness. Some of these righteous people in the present room may belong to a certain leader tribe, but if they are still righteous, they will not blink at their leaders even if they are their parents.
Rand was suddenly shocked to think that the facts he exposed would have such a great impact on some Eigil, probably because they believed that their ancestors had sworn to be righteous, not only by themselves, but also by themselves and all their grandchildren, and their descendants finally took up guns and spears and destroyed the righteousness. Did these people before him ever worry about following this mode of thinking today? Righteousness is a very serious matter for Eigil.
The righteous men in soft shoes left the house quietly, and no tribal leader touched any wine or food at hand.
"Is it possible for Culedin to meet me?" Rand knew there was no such possibility. When he learned that Culradin had skinned the messenger alive, he stopped sending people to ask for talks, but he could at least use this to lead the conversation to other aspects.
Han snorted. "The only reply we got from him is that he will skin you when he sees you next time. Does this mean that he will talk to you?"
"Can I keep Shado away from him?"
"They followed him," Roullac said. "He wasn’t a leader at all, but they believed that he was." Kulaidin never walked into that glass column, but he probably still believed that everything he said was the truth, and Rand always lied. "He said he was Kayaken, and they also believed that he had some shaddock guns. He came because he was a member of the soldiers’ regiment. Because Fadarismai defended your honor, no one else would come."
"We sent scouts to watch them," Broin said. "Shadu will kill them as soon as he finds them. Kulaiding has caused six blood feuds, but so far he has shown no signs of attacking us. I heard that he declared that we had defiled Rudian and attacked and stationed here. We will deepen our blasphemy."
Erie also hummed a little over the mat. "The reason why he didn’t dare to kill him is that there are enough spears here to kill each Saddle more than twice." He put a piece of white cheese in his mouth and said, "Saddle people have always been cowards and thieves."
"There is no honor dog" Beo and Zhelang said in unison that they glared at each other as if they both thought that the other party was mocking themselves.
"No matter whether there is no honor or not," Bruanping said quietly, "The followers of Kulaiding are increasing." Although calm, he took a long drink before continuing to say, "You all know what I mean by fleeing after the dry season. Some of those people didn’t give up their guns and spears. They joined their warrior regiment in Shadu."
"No Tommanle would betray the tribe," Han shouted.
Broin crossed Roullac and Erie and looked at the leader of Tangmanle with deliberate emphasis, saying, "This happens to every tribe." Before Han could refute him, he was lying back on the mat. "This can’t be called betrayal of the tribe. They joined their warrior regiment, just like those who came here to join their warrior regiment."
Leaders have whispered something, but this time no one refuted him. The regulations of Eigil Warrior Corps are quite complicated. From a certain point of view, members of the Warrior Corps will feel that they are as close as tribal members. For example, members of the same Warrior Corps will not attack and kill each other even if they have tribal blood feuds. Some men will not marry female relatives of their own Warrior Corps members because they think it is like marrying close relatives. Rand does not want to think about it in some ways.
"I need to know what Kulaiding wants to do," he told them. "Kulaiding got into a bee bull in one ear, and he might kill it from the direction." Rand hesitated. "Will sending people to join their soldiers in Shadu violate their honor?" He doesn’t need to say further that he intends to make tribal leaders stiff cushions, even Roullac, whose eyes are cold enough to drive away the heat in the room.
"Sending spies in this way …" When Erie said the word "spy", he seemed to spit out something filthy. "It’s no different from spying on your own clan. Honorable people would never do such a thing."
Rand wanted to ask if they could find someone with a less harsh sense of honor, but he kept his mouth shut. Eigil’s sense of humor is a strange thing, and it often seems a little cruel, but sometimes they have no sense of humor at all.
To change the subject, Rand asked, "What’s the news from the Dragon Wall?" He knows the answer, and this kind of information can always reach everyone’s ears quickly. In Rudian, Eigil people will not miss it.
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There’s nothing to say, Roullac replied. The tree destroyers have had a lot of troubles, and now few peddlers will come to the Three Jedi. The Three Jedi is what Eigil people call this desert. The Three Wonders represent punishment for their crimes and test their courage. The tree destroyer is what they call the Kerian people. The real dragon flag is still flying, and the Yaner people are entering Kerian north to distribute food to the tree destroyers according to your orders. Besides, there is no news from him.
"Those who destroy trees should be starved to death," Beo muttered. Zhelangli shut up and Rand suspected that he was just about to say the same thing.
"Those who destroy trees should be killed or sold to Shata like animals." Erie said bitterly that Aiyir people have always used these two methods to treat people who enter the desert wetland without invitation. There are singers, vendors and artisans who can pass through here safely, but Eigil people always avoid artisans at a distance as if they were all infected with Shata, a country in the east of the desert, and even Eigil people don’t know much about it.
Rand saw two women appear at the door of the house from the corner of his eye, and someone hung red, blue and bright beads to replace the door panels that had disappeared. One of the two women was Murray Rand. When he saw her, he immediately had an impulse to let them wait a little longer. Murray’s face seemed to be in control of everything, which made Rand very angry. They really didn’t have anything to discuss, and Rand could see from the eyes of these tribal leaders that they didn’t want to talk anymore. After talking about the drought season and sand degree, they had lost interest in talking.
Rand sighed together, and tribal leaders also started to remember that except Han, they were all about the same height as Rand. Rand grew up in a place where Han was slightly above average height, while among Eigil people, he was obviously short. "You know what must be done to get the rest of the tribes to join us as soon as possible and keep a watch on Shadu." He paused and said, "I will try my best to give Eigil an ideal result."
"It is predicted that you will destroy us," Han said in a sour tone. "And you did a good job, but we will follow you until the shadow." He recited and sang "Until the water rushes into the shadow, laughs and screams at the last breath, and spits saliva in the eyes of the harsh people." The harsh people are called the Dark Emperor by the Ayers.
Rand must respond correctly to this battle song, which he didn’t know. "I swear by honor and light that my life will be a dagger forged to insert into the heart of the harsh person."
"Until the last day," Eigil finally said, "Rushing into the valley of evil spirits," the harp still played a soft rhythm.
The leaders walked out of the room from the two women in turn and walked past Murray. They all respected but were not afraid to look at her. Rand wished he had the same confidence in Murray. Murray arranged too many plans, and she controlled him too much, but he knew very little about it.
As soon as the leaders left the room, the two women came in. Murui was as cold and elegant as usual. She was a petite and beautiful woman with the kind of appearance that allowed people to determine her age. She had taken off the wet cloth on her forehead and replaced it with a small piece of sapphire hanging on her forehead and disappearing at the end of a slender gold chain. Even if she was not decorated like this, her queen-like demeanor would not be impaired at all. She always made people feel that she was one foot taller than her actual height. There was never a lack of confidence and dignity in her eyes.
Another woman is taller than Murray, but she still doesn’t have Rand’s shoulders. She doesn’t have the age of two teachers. She looks very young. She grew up with Rand. Besides a pair of big black eyes, Elvin is almost a Eigil woman. Her face and hands are tanned. She is wearing a brown Eigil wool skirt and a white loose shirt woven from a plant fiber called Yage, which is softer than the finest woven wool. If Eigil people can transport them to the west side of the Dragon Wall for sale, they will surely get it. Profitable profit A gray shawl wraps around Alwen’s shoulders and a folded gray scarf holds her back. Unlike most Eigil women, she wears a bracelet in the shape of ivory carved into a flame neck and a necklace made of gold and ivory beads. Her last piece of jewelry is a left-handed serpent ring.
Alwen has been learning from several wise men in Eigil. Rand doesn’t know it, but he suspects that Elvin has learned more than just some dream knowledge. Although Alwen and the wise men never told him these things, she used to study in Baita before. Now she is a trainee who is about to become a two-instrument teacher, and since then she has been a formal two-instrument teacher. Sometimes Rand jokes about it, but she doesn’t think it is funny.
"The carriage will soon be ready to go to Tavalon," Murray said. Audio-visual music is as clear as soft crystal.
"It’s better to send a strong enough guard," Rand said. "Otherwise, Harding may not send them to your destination as you ordered." He turned to the window again to have a look and consider this man named Harding. "You don’t need me to hold your hand to do things or give you permission before you act."
Suddenly something hit him on the back, and it felt like being hit by a thick hickory stick. First, there should be no goose bumps in the hot weather, telling him that there was a woman guiding him behind him.
Rand suddenly turned around and stretched himself to the sun to fill his body. It felt like a surge of vitality. He gained ten times and a hundred times vitality. At the same time, the dark emperor’s pollution spread, and death and corruption crawled into his mouth like maggots. He had to fight hard all the time to avoid being washed away by this torrent. Now he is almost used to this situation, but he seems to never get used to it. He wants to hold Yang forever, be sweet, but always want to vomit it out, trying to peel his flesh from his bones and burn his bones to ashes.
If the power doesn’t kill him, the dark emperor’s pollution will eventually make him crazy. He can wait for which of the two endings will be the first to appear crazy. Since the collapse of the world, every man with guiding ability has managed to escape his fate. Lu Si Selin Tramon led the Baimeng Group to seal the dark emperor back to the valley of evil spirits. On that day, the dark emperor finally fought back and polluted the male half. The true source can guide men to tear the world crazily.
He filled his body with strength … but he couldn’t determine which woman did it. They all looked at him silently, as if he was cold as if he didn’t melt even with cream in his mouth, and both of them raised their eyebrows with quite a teasing look. Both of them could have embraced Yin, but he judged.
Of course, it’s not Murray’s style to hit him in the back with a stick. She will try other ways to punish him. It’s more cunning and often more painful. But even if it’s Elvin Gandland, there’s no way to prove it. The idea glides across the virtual surface. He’s floating in the air. His thoughts and emotions are very angry. I won’t do anything without proof. This time, I won’t be driven away by their whips. She is no longer the one who grew up with him. Since Murray took her to the White Pagoda, she has become a part of the White Pagoda
He turned his attention to Murray. "What do you want me to do?" He sounds flat in his ears, and the cold roar occupies everything in his body. Alwen told him that when a woman touches the yin, it is like hugging a lover; For a man, physical contact is always a cruel war. "Don’t worry about the carriage, little sister. I always find out what you really mean long after what is done."
As he expected, the teacher frowned at him. She was definitely not used to being called by men. Even if the man was reincarnated, Long Lande himself didn’t know where the name of "little sister" came from. Recently, sometimes he blurted out something that he was puzzled by. Maybe it was a sign of madness. Some nights he was worried about it and lay awake in bed until the early morning. He felt that it was like another person was worried.
"We should talk alone." Murray gave the harpist a cold look.
Jacin Netta calls himself that here, and now he is lazily resting on a cushion and gently plucking his knee, harp and bow by the window wall. Rand’s forearm is engraved with the same biological surface, which is also plated with Huang Jinlong. People in Eigil call this creature Rand. It is doubtful where Jacin got such a thing. He is a dark-haired middle-aged man. He must be a tall man outside the desert in Eigil. Despite the hot weather, he is neatly wearing a dark blue silk sewing coat and trousers with gold thread embroidery at the neckline and cuffs. The buttons and ribbons are exquisitely made, even in the palace, and he spreads the cloak of the singer walking beside him, so it looks quite strange to put this gorgeous dress together. This is a material, and the cloak is covered by hundreds of small pieces of cloth. The special sewing process makes them almost different in color, so that they can be blown up by a breeze. This cloak represents a country artist. A man who travels from one village to another by juggling, acrobatics, music and speaking can’t have a silk coat. This man has his proud side, and now he seems to have.
"You can talk about anything in front of Jesse," Rand said. "After all, he is a real dragon singer." If Murray wants to say something really important, she will insist on talking alone, and then he will send Jesse away, but he doesn’t like to let this man out of his sight.
Alwen snorted heavily and pulled the shawl. "Your head has swollen like a ripe melon, Rand Arthur." She said with a look as if she were stating a fact.
Anger bubbled up outside, but it wasn’t because of what Elvin said. When they were children, she developed the habit of sarcasm. Recently, she always seemed to interfere with his mind with Murray, giving the two-performer a chance to influence his decision. When they were still young, they didn’t know his true identity. At that time, he and Elvin sincerely believed that they would get married one day, but now she is on Murray’s side to oppose him.
Rand’s face became grim. He said in a fierce voice, to his surprise, "Tell me what you want, Murray, tell me here now, or I’ll give it to you when I find out. I’m very busy." This is a lie. Most of the time, he comes to practice sword and spear with Lan and Roullac, or learn unarmed combat skills from them, but if they are going to bully him at this moment, he will fight back. Jachin knows that everything doesn’t matter. It’s almost a matter that Rand knows where he is at any time.