The sound of hooves tear through the silent night and also smashed the Bohemian sleep, and the camp became chaotic.?

Sophia was sleeping very heavily but was awakened. She half-started and looked outside in confusion, and then immediately searched around.

It was not until Sophia saw Ding Mu appearing at the caravan door that she felt relieved. She wanted to jump out of the caravan, but was blocked by Ding Mu who had already come in.

"Go back to the car," Ding Mu whispered, thinking about it, he handed the short crossbow to Sophia again, "bring this with you."

Sophia took the short crossbow, but stuffed a short knife that she had hidden in some unknown place into Ding Mu's hand.

Gradually, people heard that although the hooves were noisy, the number of the other party seemed to be not large, as if only two or three people were wandering around the camp, which made the gypsies feel a little relieved, but they still held their weapons tightly and watched with vigilant attention in the darkness in the distance.

Are bandits? Ding Mu thought to himself that although compared with the chaos nowadays, Sicily did not have great wars because of the protection of the Aragon royal family, but it was not peaceful.

Old Gurja stood at the exit of the camp with a long handle in his hand. Because of the habit, the gypsies always surrounded the caravans in two circles inside and outside when camping. In order to prevent sneak attacks, the exits of the two circles were not on the same line. Although this caused some trouble for travel, it was very necessary.

Several young and strong gypsies followed Lao Gurja, all holding various weapons. Usually the gypsies did not dare to take out these weapons openly, but now they no longer care about the taboos. The unsettling sound of horse hooves outside made everyone feel extremely nervous.

The sound of horse hooves gradually stopped, as if it was still in the darkness not far away, and the reflection of the weapons under the moonlight could be vaguely seen.

"I am Gurja, and I am all my tribe here," Old Gurja stood at the entrance of the camp and shouted at the people in the dark, "We have paid the tax we deserve and contributed gold coins to the church. I want to know who I am dealing with."

"Reclaim your gold coins, Bohemians, we are not robbers." A voice from far to near from the darkness.

Two horsemen came out of the darkness, and they stopped a little further away, and one of them shouted a few steps forward: "We just passed by, wanting to find a place to rest in the wind, and when we saw the fire, you guys did find a good place to camp."

"We are good at sleeping in the open," Lao Guerja put the scimitar in his hand slightly behind him, and then warned a lot of darkness. "It is our honor to have guests, but can you tell us how many people you have?"

"We are a few of us, and a noble elder," the man replied loudly, and then he raised his hand and threw a black bag on the ground in front of Gurja. "We will pay for a place to escape the cold."

Gurja picked up his purse from the ground, and the familiar sound and weight inside made his curly eyebrows shake slightly, and then he smiled and said, "Of course, we have enough places for you to spend the night. If you don't dislike it, there is also hot soup."

“We have our own food.”

The other party answered unappreciatedly and turned his head back and greeted him.

After a while, as the figures swayed in the dark, several people gathered with them and walked towards the camp.

The gypsies watched them nervously until they walked into the camp and blocked the exit with a carriage, and then they were relieved to lead these people to the open space inside.

Ding Mu stood by the caravan and looked at him from a distance. He found that two of these people were very conspicuous. One of them was an old man who was a little old. His silver-gray head was chalked behind his head, his forehead was bright and wide, and he was wearing a very thick robe, which looked like a magician in the legend of a pagan legend from afar.

The other person is much younger.

He was about thirties and had a neatly trimmed brown head. The tip of his tail seemed to be curled and slightly buckled inward. The tip of his nose was slightly raised upward, which looked a bit funny. He was wearing a travel suit that was common when he went out and had a pair of coarse cloth leggings tied to his legs.

This man is tall and conspicuous even when he sits down. When others are busy, he put a pair of long legs with leggings halfway in front of him and greets Old Gurja to sit down and chat with him.

The old man seemed to be very interested in what they were talking about. The two of them did not seem to discriminate against Bohemians like others. The three of them burst into laughter in a short while.

"Oh, my friend, you can see that you are all very identifiable people," Old Gurja said with a smile. He could feel that these two people should not be ordinary vendors, but he was so slick that he would not explore other people's identities. "You have given a lot of rewards, so you should get rewards."

As he said that, Lao Guerja slapped his palm hard, and several gypsies called the tribe members in the caravan out.

"Please enjoy the honorable guests," said Old Gurja enthusiastically. "I can arrange a wonderful performance for you to show your charm by our most beautiful girls."

As he said that, Old Gurja turned around and shouted something to Sophia's caravan.

Ding Mu's eyebrows immediately frowned. Although strictly speaking, Sophia is not his wife, and he does not have the current idea that women cannot show up in public, but Lao Guerjia's words still made him unhappy.

Especially when Old Gurja deliberately talked about the most beautiful girl, he noticed that the brown young man seemed to be very interested.

Sophia had already jumped out of the caravan at this time, but she was pulled by Ding Mu just a few steps forward.

"Don't go." Ding Mu stopped her and looked at Lao Guerjia unhappily. He could detect the teasing look of Lao Guerjia looking at him. Although he knew that he was deliberately provoking, Ding Mu didn't want to let him succeed.

Sophia showed an anxious look. It was a serious crime for the gypsy. The habit she developed over the years made her unable to really resist Lao Guerja for a while.

"Sophia!" Old Gurja's face turned gloomy. He had just wanted to embarrass Ding Mu before, but now seeing that he dared to challenge his authority, the anger that Old Gurja had already accumulated in his heart immediately burst out. He strode towards Ding Mu and the others, and when passing by a tribe, he grabbed the whip that was originally used as a performance from him. "Don't you want to listen to your leader's order?"

Sophia's flushed lips opened slightly. She looked at Ding Mu in a panic. She was about to step forward, but Ding Mu grabbed his arm again.

"You are my wife, so you have to listen to me."

Ding Mu deliberately said loudly that he saw the brown young man watching the scene with a funny look like he was watching the show, while the old man next to him seemed too lazy to look at this side, just whispering something in his ear.

"Gajie people." Old Gurja lowered his voice and threatened. He actually didn't want to make things worse. After all, Ding Mu's origin is not very bright. It may not be a good thing to attract the attention of those people too much. But Ding Mu's open attitude of opposing him made Old Gurja very embarrassed. Although he regretted that he shouldn't have intentionally angered this young boy, but he had no way out, so he could only threaten "let Sophia perform, and then I'll let her come back. Otherwise, I'll arrange for you to have a job you can't finish until you get tired."

Old Gurja's threat obviously scared Sophia. She tried to get rid of Ding Mu's hand, but she didn't dare to exert too much force. She could only yell at him anxiously, as if she was persuading him not to go against the leader.

"Do you want Sophia to be punished with you?" Old Gurja threatened, "Don't forget the last time she was whipped."

Anger flashed in Ding Mu's eyes. The Gypsies might be generous, but this does not mean that they will not be able to play tricks. On the contrary, the Gypsies gave some clever impressions to outsiders. Now Lao Guerjia proves that this kind of cunning of the Gypsies is not uncommon.

"Let me be a target." Ding Mu suddenly said that he had seen Sophia's ability to use flying knives, so he believed that she would not miss it. More importantly, he insisted on being by her side, because he found that the brown young man seemed to be more interested in this place.

"You don't know how to perform," Old Gurga said angrily, "Don't think that just stand in front of the wooden plate stupidly. If you are afraid of moving a little, you may die."

"That's not just fulfilling your wish." Ding Mu said sarcastically.

Old Gurja showed an angry look on his face. He seemed to be angry but still held back: "I would like to see a few more holes on you, but that would ruin our reputation."

"I believe in Sophia," Ding Mu said, "so you don't have to worry about anything."

Ding Mu said as he pulled Sophia towards the open space. On the way, he deliberately held Sophia's shoulder and whispered in her ear not to worry about himself, even though it would be fine as usual. When he was separated, he suddenly held Sophia's face, he hesitated a little and lowered his head and gently touched her warm lips.

In the firelight, the handsome Greek boy and the extremely mature young girl kissed with a green smell attracted everyone's attention at this moment, and the light of Ding Mu's eyes seemed to see the faint ridicule of the brown boy playing with silk.

Ding Mu walked towards the wooden plate that had been raised. He stretched out his hands as he had seen it. Although his heart was beating wildly, he still stared at Sophia opposite him with his eyes.

Sophia's flying knife was already raised, but she did not throw it out casually as usual, but looked at Ding Mu seriously.

The surroundings were quiet, everyone stared at the venue, and the atmosphere became tense for a moment.

The young man finally put away his playful expression. He pressed the ground with one hand and held multiple pieces of fat in the other hand, looking at the two teenagers in the field seriously.

"Teacher, do you think that girl will fail?" the young man whispered to the old man next to him.

"Destiny is arranged by God," the old man seemed not concerned about the things that were born in the clearings, but then he said, "But God prefers prepared people."

After hearing the old man's words, the young man moved his big chin and then sneered: "Teacher, you can always find a way to educate people... God~"

A low shout came out of the young man's mouth. As he shouted, Sophia in the field had already swung her arm and rushed through the open space with a flash of light, and the flying knife suddenly pierced out!

Everyone, including some gypsies who didn't like Ding Mu, screamed because they saw the flying knife stabbing Ding Mu's chest!

With a "bang~", the flying knife disappeared under Ding Mu's armpit. If it weren't for the sound of stabbing the wooden board, everyone thought that the knife had already stabbed Ding Mu!

"Bang bang bang ~"

After throwing the first knife, Sophia's hand was swinging without stopping, and flashes flew across the open space between the two. Later, it even formed a shiny match that was connected and vaguely visible!

Top of the head! Beside the ears! Beside the hands! Under the ribs!

Flying knives poked on the wooden plate and made muffled sounds. The slightly trembling hilt slapped Ding Mu's body. Each stroke made him feel a sense of fear of dying with his liver trembling so much that he might be about to die. As Sophia's degree became faster and faster, his heart also beat more and more violently!

Finally, with the long "Ah~" shout from Sophia's mouth, the last flying knife was nailed between Ding Mu's legs, pressing against the wooden plate in the subtle parts!

Then, Sophia cheered, rushed through the open space with her skirt like a female leopard rushing out of the cage, and threw herself into Ding Mu's arms and hugged him tightly!

At this time, the gypsies around were already applauding, and even those who did not like Ding Mu couldn't help but applaud and whistle!

Ding Mu felt exhausted. He knew it was scared. Although he was confident in Sophia's skills, when he stood in front of the wooden board, he realized that things were really not that simple.

Especially with the last knife, Ding Mu even wondered if he had been scared. In fact, if Sophia did not hug him at this time, maybe he would have kneeled down with weak legs.

"Isn't this very magical, teacher." The brown young man said with a smile to the old man, and then asked him to make a gesture to the entourage next to him. The entourage immediately took out a few gold coins and handed them to his hand.

"It deserves a reward," the young man threw the gold coins to Old Gurja, and then took a few more and shook them at Ding Mu and the others. "You should have one, I know the Bohemian rules, but this is rewarded to you, so you have the right to put it away. Is that true teacher?"

"Indeed, this is the reward they deserve." The old man nodded, as if he was satisfied with the student's handling of this matter.

When Ding Mu came over, looking at his head, which had been soaked in sweat due to nervousness, the young man suddenly said in a sarcastic tone: "oι?νopπoιπ?ντaoaιoo?νετaιφ?boμετ?aπ?νak?νειμιaπapδ?a"

Looking at his obviously ridiculous look, Ding Mu suddenly replied calmly: "akpιb??επειδ?ε?νaιkaτaδιkaoμ?νo?,?τoιηζapη."

Ding Mu's words made the young man stunned at first, and then smiled.

"Look, teacher, we met a strange young man," he said with a giggle to the old man next to him, and then he lowered his voice. "I'm right, this trip is really fun."
Chapter completed!