Ride and Cut

Seeing that there was no reply to the notification, Li Cha took out a bucket of honey as if by magic, and waved not far away.

Although people from Gaoshanbao are not allowed to enter the tribe, the children's curiosity has been hard to suppress. They hid behind the oak tree in groups of three or four, peeking out their heads from time to time, and then retreating quickly, lively and shy.

"There is honey to eat." Li Cha squatted down and looked at the children, and whistled.

Residents of forest areas are familiar with honey, and often like it very much. After all, it is a rare high-quality dessert. Obviously Tiger Spirit is no exception, especially children are more difficult to resist this kind of temptation, and the frequency of probing their brains has increased significantly.

"Whoever comes first will give him the whole bucket." Li Cha smiled and increased his chips.

Finally, a little boy couldn't stand it anymore, and mustered up the courage to run out from behind the tree, and stood in front of the lord expectantly.

"Brave boy." Li Cha lifted the cover and pushed the whole bucket of honey in front of him. In the sun, the amber honey syrup shimmers with a very soft luster, which looks extremely attractive.

"Are they all mine?" the tiger spirit boy asked in a low voice.

After receiving an affirmative answer, he carefully stretched out his index finger, wiped some honey syrup into his mouth, and immediately showed a happy smile on his face, extremely silly. He closed the lid carefully again, stretched out his arms and hugged her in his arms.

"Why don't you eat more?" Li Cha asked cheerfully.

"I have two younger sisters who are both very greedy."

Behind the lord, a group of strong men from the Alpine Fort burst into laughter. Even Senid smiled and shook his head, bent down and pinched his little cheek, "Good boy, go."

Li Cha sighed, a little dazed - at this moment, he suddenly felt a little homesick - not Gaoshanbao, but the home that is farther away and impossible to return to.

If there were no accidents, he should have married and had children long ago, and became the father of one or several children. That may be a completely different life, not necessarily better, not necessarily worse, just a hypothesis that cannot be explored or grasped.

Unfortunately, reality cannot accommodate assumptions.

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There was a rare tenderness in the eyes of this cunning, brave and stubborn Alpine Castle lord, and Vera couldn't help but stare at it for a long time.

"What are you thinking about, an old friend? Or a lover?" She asked suddenly.

Li Cha glanced at Vera, wondering why this woman who never spoke to him would suddenly make an exception.

"I'm thinking about the dozen or so good friends included in the 'Sweet Dream', and I don't know if I ran away with someone." The lord pretentiously wiped the corners of his eyes, with a sigh of relief.

Vera took a deep breath, turned her back to Li Cha, bit her teeth and said nothing.

"Nonsense." Bernard punctured mercilessly, "You, a little lord like you, would be willing to pay at least dozens of gold coins for a short sitting like a charming dream? If you can afford one, I'll stand upside down and eat shit right away."

"You are very knowledgeable." Li Cha winked at him with a smirk.

"Knowledge is useless, anyway, I can't go back now." Berna sat on the ground slumped, randomly picked up a few wild flowers, and threw them hard at the culprit who made him unable to go back.

"Bah, bah, bah." The lord brushed his hair twice, shaking off the broken petals on it, "By the way, Seinide, why do I see that the ears of children in your tribe are all pointy?"

He had noticed a long time ago that those tiger spirit children who peeked at them all had a pair of elf-like pointed ears, which seemed very dexterous and delicate when they flapped their ears from time to time. But Seinide and the guards who just showed up clearly have ordinary round ears, not much different from humans.

"We wild spirits were like that when we were young. On the day of the coming-of-age ceremony, we had to cut off the excess parts of the ears." Seined took the initiative to lift his hair to expose his ears, "After the circumcision, the ears will become round."

It was only then that Li Cha discovered that Seinide had a small gap on the top of both ears. It should be formed after the tip of the ear was cut off, the wound healed and closed, it is hard to find without looking.

"Why do you want to do this?" He couldn't help wondering.

"Because our wild spirits believe that pointed ears represent lazy food, and round ears represent hard work and steadfastness. So it is understandable for children to have a pair of pointed ears, but they should be cut off when they grow up."

"So that's how it is." Li Cha ignored the weird eyes exchanged by his subordinates, clapped his hands and said in admiration, "It's really a wonderful and interesting custom."

"It seems that we are all hardworking." Gunther touched his ears and grinned.

"You are really hardworking when you eat." Hurt said quietly.

"I really want to beat you up."

Whether round ears can represent hard work is hard to say, but the lord has a deep understanding of pointy ears. As for those prairie elves in Alpine Fort, no matter they are pure blood or mixed blood, they work with the same grind. Last time he asked a few elves to clean up the overflowing cesspit, but they actually disobeyed on the spot. This has never been done before in Alpine Fort!

"The elders are here." Senid reminded in a low voice.

Li Cha raised his head and saw three to four hundred people walking towards him, including men, women and children. Surrounded by the crowd, twelve tiger spirits in long robes and holding wooden staffs walked in front.

The youngest of them also had gray temples, and more than half of them looked as if they had stepped half a foot into the coffin. Needless to say, they must be the elders of the tribe. And from the quantitative point of view, it is likely to be a collective dispatch.

"Welcome, distinguished guest, mysterious traveler, and mighty warrior. I am Myra, the priest of the tiger spirit. I don't know how to address you?" It was a little old man who spoke.

Even among a group of elders whose average age is not young, he looks particularly buried. With a hunched waist, surrounded by the tall tiger spirit, he looked extremely short and thin. The hair is completely white, and the wrinkles on the face are as dense as the Loess Plateau.

Li Cha sensed elemental fluctuations in him, probably a little stronger than Nehru's.

"Just call me Li Cha."

Although Seinide had long said that Wild Spirit was very hospitable, the lord still felt that this level of grandeur was a bit beyond the standard, which flattered him, a newcomer traveler. He secretly raised his mind, as the saying goes, if you don't have anything to do, you can either rape or steal. I don't know what these tiger spirits want to do with such enthusiasm.

"Master Richard, please come to our tribe."

Myra leaned sideways, leaning on a cane with one hand and making a pint with the other, pointing her fingertips toward the tallest and most leafy oak tree.

"Please come to our tribe!" Tiger Spirit men, women and children shouted loudly in unison, while retreating to both sides, making way for a lane, bowing towards the middle, cheering and throwing flowers.

The corners of Li Cha's eyes twitched twice, and he nodded reluctantly, "This...it's easy to say, it's easy to say."

Recommend a new book "Sequence Player", which is well written