Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 343

Lu Mingfei let go of his hand and gently put him on the ground.

The boy looked up at him, and said a series of crackling words.

I don't know if it's the voice developed by herding sheep, and the speech is like singing folk songs.

Unfortunately, Lu Mingfei did not understand.

He took out his mobile phone, opened the translation software that came with it, then stretched out the car window and pointed the microphone at the boy's mouth.

The boy seemed to understand what he meant, and repeated what he just said to the phone, and slowed down deliberately.

"Who are you, what are you doing?"

At this time, the translation software was not very easy to use, and the boy's accent was not very standard, but the general meaning was still translated.

The software also revealed the structure of the boy's language, which was mostly Urdu with some Pashto words mixed in.

This is not surprising, because the Swat Valley is Pakistani territory.

Urdu is the national language of Pakistan and one of the official languages ​​of India.

The main ethnic group in the Swat Valley is the Pashtun, so the Pashto language is also used at the same time.

"We are tourists from China and want to go for a self-driving tour in the valley."

Lu Mingfei spoke using the translation software.

"Long time, no, travel."

The boy shook his head.

The natural landscape of the Swat Valley is very good, and there are even snow-capped mountains.

When it was still under the jurisdiction of India, the Queen of England once called the Swat Valley "Switzerland of the British Empire".

The Swat Valley was once a key tourist attraction launched by international tourism agencies. Every summer, hundreds of thousands of Pakistanis come here to escape the heat.

However, after the earthquake and the invasion of Banli Tower, it gradually became deserted, especially for female tourists.

This has also made the already poor life of the local people even worse.

"We are not afraid."

Lu Mingfei showed off his arms that were thicker than the boy's head.

"Wow!"

exclaimed the boy.

He doubted that the man in front of him could lift his strongest sheep with one hand.

"Guide, do you want it?"

The boy rolled his eyes and asked.

"Guide?"

Lu Mingfei glanced at him.

"Many places, beautiful, I, many small roads, I know."

Boys try to show their worth.

"very dangerous."

He shook his head.

They are not really here to travel.

"Please, some money. Goat, eat."

The boy seemed not to want to lose this opportunity to make money, put his hands together in front of his chest, raised his head and said.

Although it was a machine-translated voice, Lu Mingfei still felt pleading from his expression.

"What are you talking about?"

Fifth Month poked his head out of the trunk.

"woman!"

The boy's eyes widened.

"Any questions?"

Lu Mingfei looked at him.

"Ben Lita, bad. Woman, no clothes, hit."

The boy pointed to the robe on his body.

"She is dead."

He took out a two-inch photo from his pocket, which showed him with a girl who was a bit taller than him.

"Your sister?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Well, don't cover your face, read a book, whip."

The boy made a whipping motion, his face blank.

"Didn't you help her?"

"Dad, he's dead. I can't beat him."

The boy shook his head, turned his back and took off his robe and lifted up his undershirt.

On the thin back, there are dense wicker scars.

"Want revenge?"

After he put on his clothes, Lu Mingfei asked.

"Yes, I want a gun."

the boy replied.

He is not stupid to have a sister who likes to read.

With his physique, he would die in vain without a gun.

"Here, will you go?"

Lu Mingfei took out the tablet and pointed to the light spots on the screen. The text on the software had been translated into the local text.

The boy looked at it for a long time before he could barely understand what it meant.

"No, there are many, Benli Tower."

He shook his head.

"Can you go around?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"It can only be here."

The boy pointed to a place on the map, about 20 kilometers away from the light spot.

It should take about 15 minutes or so if they go at full speed.

Although it is impossible to directly break into the lair, it is much better than going through five levels and killing six generals.

Lu Mingfei took out a stack of dollars, and the boy's eyes were instantly occupied by green.

"Are you sure you want to earn this money?"

He gave the boy one last chance.

The boy took Franklin from Lu Mingfei's hand without hesitation.

Of course he knew that it was money for his life, and he was much more mature than his actual age when his family was ruined.

But it is precisely because of this that boys need money more.

Without money, he can't even eat a full meal, let alone revenge.

Those people who took refuge in Banlita were not exchanging their lives for money, and it was much cheaper than him.

The boy thought to himself amusedly.

"boarding."

Lu Mingfei opened the car door.

"sheep."

The boy hesitated.

He also wanted to drive the flock back first.

Another stack of Franklins slipped into his pocket.

"Go away."

The boy dropped his whip and roared cheerfully at the sheep.

If he could go back, the money would be enough for him to buy ten flocks of sheep.

"What's your name?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Abbas."

the boy replied.

"Abbas, take us to the nearest place to get there, bypassing Banli Tower."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Okay, over there."

Abbas pointed in a direction.

Needless to say, it was well worth the few thousand dollars spent.

The roads that Abbas took them were all sparsely populated places, and at the same time, they avoided many roads that were impassable due to the earthquake but not shown on the map.

Moreover, even after passing through those villages or small towns, after being surrounded by local people or even blocking the road, Abbas still went down to negotiate.

Coupled with the figures of Lu Mingfei and Finger, many problems that foreign tourists will encounter are stifled in the cradle.

"Abbas!"

Passing by a village, a girl who was feeding chickens looked up, looked up at the van curiously, and shouted.

Lu Mingfei stepped on the brake, and Abbas poked his head out to take a look, but he didn't recognize who it was.

"it's me."

The girl looked around and pulled the mask down a little, revealing her fair face.

"Sangram!"

Abbas exclaimed excitedly.

"Why did you come here? Who are they, have you been coerced?"

Sanlam asked worriedly.

"No, of course not. They are tourists from Huaguo, please let me be their guide."

Abbas quickly explained.

Hearing Hua Guo, Sanlam immediately relaxed.

Although it is a remote place, she has heard a little about the relationship between Pakistan and China.

Lu Mingfei looked at the map and saw that the destination was only 25 kilometers away, so he acquiesced in their conversation.

"You didn't even tell me that you moved here. I went to your house to find you several times."

Abbas complained.

"Your sister died, and my father moved here because he was afraid that I would also be beaten to death."

Sanram said.

While Banlita has basically completed its domination of the Swat Valley, there will still be some weak spots.

"Oh"

Mentioning the death of his sister, Abbas's tone became low again.

"Are you going to move here? I'll ask Dad to herd the sheep for you."

Sanram said.

She knew that Abbas must have had a hard time in his original village.

"No, I'm fine. Here's to you."

Abbas rubbed out two Franklin cards from his pocket and handed them to Sanlam.

"That much money?"

she said in surprise.

"I earned as a guide. When I grow up, let your father marry you to me."

Abbas said yes carelessly.

"what are you saying?"

Sanlam's cheeks covered by the cloth were slightly red.

"I said, I want you to be my wife. Well, I'm leaving."

Abbas waved his hand and rolled up the window.

The van started again, and was watched by the girl wrapped in black cloth.

(End of this chapter)