In addition to this name that seems a bit familiar and slightly noble to those who are unclear, the Bohemian also has a widely known and more well-known name - the Gypsy.

In Ding Mu's impression, gypsies are always associated with the words "passionate" and "romantic" and "unity".

So when he saw Kuntuo's face changed instantly, he couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Kuntuo is a calm person who can handle it calmly even when encountering danger.

At least that was what Ding Mu thought before this, so although he didn't trust this person, he still chose to follow Kuntuo for the time being after weighing the pros and cons.

But now Kuntuo immediately became irritable because of the sudden appearance of the girl.

"How could there be a Bohemian here!"

Kuntuo stared at the girl, asking this constantly, and didn't know who she was asking.

"What's wrong with this Bohemian? Isn't she the one you're waiting for?"

Ding Mu was puzzled. Kuntuo's actions were really different from before. He looked at the girl up and down, but when he said that he couldn't tell how old she was. Judging from her figure, she had the plumpness unique to gypsys, but from his face, he felt that the girl should not be old.

"Bohemia, what are you thinking, will I have a date with a Bohemian?" Kunto's face seemed to be insulted and looked even more ugly. "Maybe this is nothing in Greece, but do you think this kind of joke is interesting here?"

Ding Mu shook his head confusedly. At this time, he felt that Kuntuo was like a cat with a trampled tail, which was simply unreasonable.

"Hi, go away from the Bohemians," Kunto waved his hand as if he was driving a dog. "Don't let me see you again, or I'll hang you in the tree next to you."

The girl obviously understood Kunto's words. A look of annoyance flashed in the extremely bright big eyes in her sunken eye sockets, but she didn't speak, but looked at the jerky roasted on the fire again, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait," Ding Mu finally spoke after enduring it. He picked up a piece of larger and steaming jerky from the fire and walked over and handed it to the girl, "Take this."

The girl seemed a little surprised. She tilted her head slightly and looked at Ding Mu first, then looked at the jerky meat suspiciously, then slowly stretched out her hand, and then suddenly snatched it!

Then she turned around and ran down the mountain without saying a word!

"You are such a kind person," Kuntuo did not stop it from beginning to end. He just divided the remaining pieces of jerky when Ding Mu returned to the fire, leaving only a small piece for Ding Mu. "This is your share, and you have given the rest of the bohemian woman."

Ding Mu smiled. He didn't regret that this meal could not even be half full, although he thought about it, it seemed that he was a little troublesome.

"Then the bohemian women are very beautiful, right?" Kunto suddenly asked, "but they make a living by relying on this. They deceive you and then cheat you out of your wallet, or just grab it directly. Bohemians are unlucky, and encountering them will only bring bad luck."

Ding Mu opened his mouth and did not argue in the end. He knew that even in later generations, the mainstream society in many places had prejudices and even hostility towards the gypsies. Although this prejudice was somewhat unfair, it was not completely unreasonable.

In this era, gypsies were obviously more discriminated against and were even generally regarded as symbols of inauspiciousness.

This can be seen from the sudden excitement of Kuntuo.

Dante Murphy would not have such a view of the Gypsies, but he didn't have to distinguish anything.

"We'll go into the city after dark, and I hope it's not a bad sign to meet Bohemians."

After eating, Kuntuo began to carefully check his travel bag. It was not until then that Ding Mu noticed that some parts of his bag were somewhat similar to some travel bags that survived in the wild. There were also some pockets sealed with buttons on the outer layer. I think the things inside were filled with mixed things.

The winter is getting darker and the West, which originally had Yuxia, became only a light light floating on the horizon if it was not paid attention. As the light gradually disappeared, the entire Arszhentu was completely shrouded in the darkness brought by the night.

The city below has been decorated with lights. What is a bit unexpected to Kuntuo, the small town that originally thought it would have become a bit depressed at night looked extremely lively.

"It's really a bit too lively," obviously Kunto thought something was wrong. "I've been here before, obviously not like this. I'll say be careful."

As he said that, he walked towards the town at the foot of the mountain.

Arszhento is really not big, and even if you have already entered the city, it will soon appear. Two streets gather from left to right to the middle of the city, and finally gather in a small square called Palm Springs. The main street of the city is the city. All houses are built based on these two streets as the axis.

There is a church on a slightly raised open space slightly concave to the east of the square. A step-like path leads to the square from the entrance of the church.

Ding Mu was arranged by Kuntuo to wait next to a memorial for the Buddhist teachings at the end of the path leading to the square, while he himself followed the path towards the church.

A burst of hilarious sound came from one of the roads leading to the square, with sharp shouts, unrestrained laughter, and people shouting something in local dialect with a weird accent.

Then, carriages with low roofs but very strong roofs slowly appeared at the street intersection surrounded by a large group of people.

They were gypsy people wearing gorgeous clothes, but most of the men wore strange short jackets.

He shouted loudly, and the flames kept spewing out. He stepped on the shaft of the car, and the other gypsy woman was bare-footed outside his skirt. The gypsy team that looked like an army patrolling the country was also followed by a large group of residents of Arszhenta. At the front of the entire team, Ding Mu saw the girl who unexpectedly met on the mountain!

She was still wearing the extremely gorgeous dress, but there was a wreath made of yellow winter chrysanthemums on her head, and a string of the same wreath around her neck, but what attracted Ding Mu's attention was that she was standing on a large prototype wooden board dragged by several gypsies.

"The rich, of course, are good people of the generous Arszhendo," a gypsy who looked like a man shouted in an exaggerated tone. "I know what you want to see. Although it is a pity that today is our last day here, I am indeed moved by you enthusiastic people, so we decided to make an exception to let us be beautiful, brave, unattainable, and most popular with you Sophia and her cruel, ruthless, and dangerous companions show her extraordinary skills again~!"

The audience screamed in an instant, and people shouted excitedly, while a horn sounded from the caravan.

Amid the sound of the horn, a black shadow suddenly appeared on the roof of the car, and rushed over the roofs of the car quickly. Finally, amid the screams of people, the figure turned around beautifully and fell to the ground.

It was a young man in his twenties. The flower-head turban wrapped around his head and the beard on his lips made him look very strong, especially his eyes, as sharp as a hound that would rush out at any time. There was a scar on the bridge of his nose that looked very ferocious.

"Gurja, my son, who once showed his courage and skills to the greatest monarch in the palace of the East. Unfortunately, the monarch was a tyrant and a jealous husband. You can look at the ugly scar on his nose, because the monarch's favorite concubine's appreciation for him was the price of angering the tyrant," the head man couldn't help but sensationalism. He walked over and hugged the young man with a force, and then held his shoulder and turned it in place. "But today we are not asking Gurja to show his dangerous charm, but another more terrible danger."

The young man walked to the middle of the field, and by this time the gypsies had already lifted the round table in front and stood up, and the girl named Sophia stood in front of the wooden table.

Ding Mu had already guessed what they were going to perform at this time, and at first he just watched with interest, but when he saw the young man tied a dagger on the end of a long whip, he became a little nervous.

The girl had already opened her arms, and the wooden table behind her also began to rotate under the control of the mechanism behind the table. The series of Roman numerals engraved on the table gradually became blurred from the beginning of clarity.

"Let us witness this moment, good residents of Arszhendo, you will see the wonders that are difficult to see in your life." The man shouted loudly, and as he blew a burning fire rod in his hand, a ball of flame immediately soared into the sky!

The long whip was swung, and when the first loud whip sounded, Ding Mu's shoulders trembled suddenly!

But it was not because of the nervousness of seeing the performance, but because a hand suddenly pressed hard on his shoulder from behind!

Ding Mu suddenly turned his head and saw Kuntuo's face in the distance, but his face turned pale. From his slightly trembling lips, he could barely hear a few words squeezed out of his slightly trembling lips: "Get out of here, go..."

As he said that, Kuntuo's body began to slide downwards.

Ding Mu was shocked. Although he had been together for a short time, he had seen Kuntuo's methods. Now Kuntuo was suddenly injured, which made Ding Mu feel dangerous immediately.

"Traveling in a lot of people," Kuntuo whispered in a low voice, panting, from the force he pressed on Ding Mu's shoulder and finger, he could feel that he was obviously enduring great pain. "They dare not make trouble in the open."

Ding Mu supported Kuntuo and squeezed into the crowd. Fortunately, it was night. Although the lights were brightly lit around, people were obviously attracted by the performances of the gypsies in the venue. Although they hurriedly bumped into several people and caused curses, they were just treating them as drunken drunks.

Ding Mu struggled to squeeze through the crowd while keeping looking back.

He soon noticed that several people were looking around in the crowd, and it seemed that they were not watching the performance.

"Don't look back, let's get out of here quickly."

Kuntuo seemed to have lost his strength, but he still tried his best to move forward. When they were about to walk out of the crowd, Ding Mu suddenly felt something hard stuffed in his hand. He looked down and looked like the powerful folding crossbow.

"Listen, no matter what you have, I'm going to do, now I'll listen to my instructions," Kuntuo reminded him, then slapped Ding Mu's shoulder and roared in his mouth, "Low your head and run!"

Ding Mu almost instinctively stepped forward. He could feel Kuntuo's hand pressing against his shoulder and running forward. When he rushed out of the crowd and was about to rush into the dark street, he heard a faint shout from behind, "Look, they are there!"

Ding Mu kept running forward. Although he didn't know who was chasing them, he no longer cared about these things. Even if he simply parted ways with Kuntuo later, he had to escape first at this time.

The streets were very dark, with uneven low houses everywhere. The muddy drainage ditches on both sides of the road were so stinking that people were venting. Because it was quiet, the chaotic footsteps of the pursuers soon came from behind.

Ding Mu ran forward without telling the direction. The chaotic building looked messy and had no idea where the road would lead next.

"Here."

Kuntuo seemed to be familiar with this place. He pushed Ding Mu hard and squeezed into a gap in the house where he seemed to be a little miserable, and then after walking through the difficult part, he entered another alley.

Then, as Kuntuo ordered, they crawled into a hole under a sealed wooden door and entered a courtyard that seemed to have been unoccupied for a long time.

"It's here," Kuntu leaned against the steps, his chest couldn't help but undulate. When Ding Mu wanted to help him unbutton his robe, he grabbed his wrist. "Listen, you have to remember everything I said."

"Let me show you the injury first." Although the relationship between this man and him is a bit complicated and they are more of a mutual use, Ding Mu is a little anxious now when he sees this way.

"You have to listen," Kunto ignored it. "I'm poisoned, I've never seen it before, so don't waste my time."

Ding Mu was stunned and then looked at him.

"Go to Palermo, but don't look for the bishop, go find priest Alphonso and tell him the words," said Kunto's breathing became more and more rapid. He grabbed Ding Mu's collar and pulled him into his ears, as if he was afraid that someone would hear it. "'From now on, that noble crown will remain', remember, say it."

"From then on, that noble crown will remain," Ding Mu repeated.

"Okay, go find him and ask the priest to tell him this..." Kuntuo's body slowly sank until it was silent.

Ding Mu squatted beside Kuntuo, he didn't expect that this person would die suddenly.

Now, he is the only one left.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the house, and Ding Mu's heart twitched in an instant. He grabbed the short crossbow and looked around, and ran to the other side along the low-high wall.

As soon as I left, the sound of breaking in the yard behind me sounded.

Ding Mu ran forward with all his might. The sound of someone chasing him vaguely came from behind. Ding Mu's feet accelerated, and suddenly as the soles of his feet were empty, he rolled down a slope!

There was a towering thing in front of him, as if it was a camp. Ding Mu hurriedly flashed behind a tent. He lifted the lid of a wooden box and immediately turned over and crawled in when he saw that he could open it.

The noisy footsteps came, and Ding Mu's heart was extremely nervous.
Chapter completed!