Volume 38 of VIP, The Woman at the Foot of the Mountain

  The woman at the foot of the mountain

  Yin Nanna's voice was very pleasant to listen to, as if it was a sound that Amun had never heard before, with a beautiful rhythm, like singing. Amun felt comfortable and his heart felt a little itchy, nodding in response: "Don't worry, if you haven't gone far, you should still be able to find it, where did you lose your sheep?"

  Yoon Na-na pointed in the direction Ammon was walking: "It's right there."

  On the other side was a small hill by the river, close to the dense forest. Amun slightly furrowed his brow, if the sheep had gone in there it would be really hard to find, and besides there were wild beasts roaming around, it might even get carried away by them. He thought for a moment and decided to help, nodding his head: "You wait here, I'll go take a look."

  Amon did things decisively, finishing his words and turning to leave. Yoon Na called out from behind: "Handsome hunter... please wait a moment, I'll go with you, you don't know my sheep." As she spoke, she lifted her skirt and ran to catch up.

  Amon slowed down his pace and had to walk back with her to the forest at the foot of the mountain. It was really too difficult to find a lost sheep in this wilderness, Amon agreed to help because he could detect divine magic, which was a kind of divine magic that could be performed in front of ordinary people without revealing any traces.

  Amon took the girl through the mountains and forests, quietly deploying his detection technique to search all around. He really found many animals, including two sheep, but they were wild mountain goats. This kind of large-scale deployment of detection techniques for repeated searches was extremely exhausting for one's spiritual power. Even an ordinary mid-level divine technique practitioner probably couldn't withstand it. Amon had also become tired without realizing it.

  Yin Nanna said she was looking for sheep, but didn't look around, a pair of beautiful big eyes only gazed at Amun, with an expression that was shy and charmingly mysterious, as if very interested in this young hunter. Amun had searched the entire mountain, and beyond the valley was the treacherous vast forest, when suddenly he heard a girl behind him let out a cry of surprise, accompanied by the sound of fabric being torn apart.

  As she turned around, Yoon Na-na's skirt was caught on the thorns of the tree bush at her shoulder. When she walked forward carelessly, her clothes were torn open, revealing not only her plump shoulders but also one full ru-house that jumped out from the split neckline and gently bounced in the air, like a ripe red fruit tempting people to pick it, drawing a slight trembling arc with the rise and fall of her chest.

  Amon wasn't a stranger to women's breasts, in the primitive tribe of cave dwellers there were many women who sometimes didn't wear tops, but such a sensual and charming presentation was truly his first time seeing.

  "Amon, come and help me" Just a few thorns caught on her clothes, but Yin Nana looked like she was scared to death, calling out to Amon in a trembling voice.

  Armon walked quickly, and for some reason, he felt a little hot all over his body. His heart was also pounding wildly. The strange feeling he had experienced two years ago when he bathed in the cold spring seemed to have been awakened again. Armon was now sixteen years old, and his physical development was far more mature than that of children of the same age. He looked almost no different from an adult, and he also had a natural...

  Amon had long passed the test of "awakening", but that doesn't mean people are ignorant and desireless stones. That test is just to calm the mind in a meditative state, not being swayed by external temptations, so as to continue cultivating divine techniques. But human beings themselves haven't changed, they will still be what they usually are.

  This shepherdess slave, Yin Nanna, looks like she has a very small temper, crying over the loss of her sheep. The thorns on the tree can even scare her like this. On the other hand, she is also very bold, actually following a sturdy man to run into the woods, in the wilderness where there are no people, if something happens, she won't even be able to call for help.

  Although Ah-Mong's face was red and his heart was racing, he didn't have any thoughts in his mind. To be honest, he wasn't even aware that he should have some thoughts. Instead, he didn't want the girl to see him lose his composure, so he walked closer with his face turned away, trying not to look at her. He reached out and pulled out the thorn, feeling a bit guilty, and said in a soft voice, "It's just a few thorns, no need to be afraid."

  The girl said thank you, covering her chest with her hand, but the broken blouse couldn't cover up the spring scenery inside. Her movements and breathing were a bit flustered, she raised her head, blushing and looking at Ah Meng, weakly saying: "Ah Meng, are you a good person or a bad person?"

  The action, the posture, the expression, and the tone of voice are all hints of a subtle and ambiguous atmosphere in the dense forest. If it were someone else with even a hint of evil intentions, they would have taken advantage of the situation, hugged her, and then pressed her down into the grass under the tree, and everything that needed to be done would have been done.

  Amon's heart beat faster as the girl asked him, wondering if she thought he was a bad person and took advantage of the opportunity to peek at her body and have wild thoughts. He took off his upper garment and handed it to her, saying: "Oh, I almost forgot about your clothes, put this on first... This mountain has been searched thoroughly, there is no sign of your sheep, if we go further in, it's just deep mountains and valleys, can't search anymore, the sheep might have already been taken away by wild beasts."

  The girl looked at him with some surprise, loosened her hands covering her chest, put on her leather jacket, and suddenly sniffled and buried her face in Ah Meng's shoulder, sobbing again: "Poor little lamb, where can I find you? What a miserable fate! Poor child, what awaits you is the tiger's mouth, what awaits me is the whip. Who can rescue it?"

  She cried so beautifully, like the sweet song of a nightingale, and as she wept, she leaned on Amun's shoulder, her hair tickling his ear, making it itch, and a seductive fragrance wafted into his nostrils. Amun couldn't help but stretch out one hand to support her waist, feeling great, he lowered his head and whispered: "What kind of sheep did you lose? Can we buy some nearby? If you can take me to the nearest town, I'll give you one."

  Amun lived in the Cave Dweller tribe without spending a single penny, and there was nowhere to spend money anyway. So when he left the mountain, the money on him not only didn't decrease but actually increased, because in that strange mountain belly he picked up nine more divine stones. In the past in Du Ke Town, every time a merchant team came, they would bring live sheep, usually selling for three to five silver coins each, depending on the size of the sheep. If you bought a barrel of fine wine, the merchants would also generously give away an extra small sheep.

  It is not possible to raise a large number of sheep near Du Ke Town for a long time, and fresh meat is difficult to preserve. Generally, the meat will be processed into dried meat or meat floss. The old madman's secret recipe for meat floss is the best, not only delicious but also has a relatively long preservation time. Amun and the old madman learned mining skills from a young age and also learned how to make meat floss.

  Since he practiced the divine technique, he finally understood why the old madman's secret meat floss was always better than his own. It turned out that it was processed with divine techniques. For example, water element divine technique can instantly dehydrate, fire element divine technique can instantly dry, space divine technique can keep its shape unchanged, and after cooking, it is like a fresh meat soup, and various beans and wild vegetables can be added.

  Amon asked Yinnana to take him to the town, and as a reward, he would buy her a sheep. But talking about buying sheep made him think of food, because he was really hungry, having walked in the mountains for a night, and then used his wide-range scanning detection technique to search through a mountain, it was almost noon, and the consumption of physical strength and magic would also make people feel hungry.

  But he didn't rush to eat, first finish the things and then say, can't let Yinnana always cry so pitifully. She was the first person he met when he walked down the mountain, inexplicably having a sense of intimacy, so the more he looked at her, the more familiar she seemed, probably because of this sense of intimacy.

  Yin Nanna lifted her head from Amun's shoulder, with tears still on her face but a surprised expression, and said warmly: "Really? You want to give me a sheep... My sheep is white, with black spots and stripes. ... The collection town is far away, it will take a long time to walk."

  Amun smiled: "Since that's the case, let's hurry up, can we make it before dark?"

  Yoon Nana also smiled: "It's not even noon yet, we can arrive this afternoon."

  Two people walked out of the mountain forest, Yin Nanna led the way to the southwest direction through a piece of grass slope to rush to the nearest town. The grass was as high as the knee, and it was a bit itchy when it swept against the calf. From afar, it looked like a green carpet with ups and downs, and occasionally you could see various colors of wildflowers dotted around.

  The sun was shining brightly, the air was fresh and clean with a subtle fragrance that might have come from the girl beside him. Her smile was as bright as the sunshine, her figure as gentle as the grass beneath their feet. Ah Meng hurried along, worried that Yin Nana couldn't keep up, but she obediently stayed by his side. Ah Meng then put his arm around her waist, allowing them to walk a little faster together.

  Ah Meng didn't have any more ideas, he just felt comfortable like this, strolling slowly with such a girl on the undulating grass slope was a beautiful scenery and good mood that he had never appreciated since childhood. Just to thank for this good mood, buying a sheep is nothing.

  Unconsciously walking a long way, the time had already passed noon, and Yun Nana's footsteps slowed down. Ah Mon stopped and asked, "What's wrong, are you tired?"

  Yoon Nana said softly: "Are you hungry? You haven't eaten yet, have some food before leaving, okay?"

  She really is considerate of others, Amun immediately nodded and said: "Alright, let's eat something first."

  He relaxed his grip just as he was about to take out the pot and meat floss, but the girl pulled out two pancakes from her bosom and said: "I only have two pancakes, I don't know if it's enough for you to eat?"

  Ammon waved his hand and said: "I also brought something to eat, no need to eat your things."

  Yin Nanna's expression looked very wronged, her mouth pouting as if she was about to cry: "I don't have anything else to repay you, I only have these two pancakes, they are my food for today, why do you refuse my good intentions?"

  Ammon hastily replied, "Thank you for your kindness, but you must be hungry too. How about this: we each eat a pancake and I'll cook another pot of soup. There's water over there, let's go fetch some to make the soup."

  Ah Mon accepted her kindness and ate a pancake, also inviting her to drink his own meat soup. The two of them walked forward with their arms around each other for a short distance, between the two grassy slopes there was a clear small stream flowing through. Yin Nana exclaimed in surprise: "Ah Mon, how did you know there was water here? Have you been here before?"

  "No," Ammon explained, "I've never been down the mountain before, but I have good ears and I heard the sound of water just now."

  As he spoke, he reached into the large leather pouch and took out a pot, bent down to fetch water. Xue Dingyuan was curled up in the innermost part of the pouch, seemingly asleep, not showing his face, nor did he seem to mind the stuffiness. Ah Meng didn't bother him, it wasn't time for Xue Dingyuan's meal yet, so he ate his own first.

  He didn't want to cast his divine magic in front of Yoon Na, so he hadn't used the water element magic to get water from the environment earlier. Instead, he found a stream. As he bent down to scoop up water, he quietly cast a purification spell, filtering out the tiny amounts of mud and impurities in the stream water.

  By the river, he found some shrubs to start a fire and cooked a pot of fragrant meat soup. The delicious dried meat was originally stored in that piece of bone, which was in his leather pouch. When Amun took out the dried meat, he didn't take out the bone, but instead reached into the pouch as if the dried meat had been there all along, without revealing any flaws. He hadn't forgotten that a magician's identity shouldn't be easily exposed, no matter who was present, even if it was just a shepherdess slave by his side.

  Yin Nanna looked at the pot of meat soup and then at Ah Meng, quietly licking her lips with a cute and lovely expression, she must be hungry too. The meat soup was cooked and cooled down first, there was only one spoon, the two took turns scooping the soup from the pot to drink, she drank it very fragrantly.

  Only then did Amun have the opportunity to take a good look at her, and she sat drinking soup with a unique charm, very elegant. Anyone who has a bit of experience would probably suspect that Yin Nanna is not a shepherdess slave, her skin is so delicate without any signs of hardship or labor. But Amun had no such experience, except for Duoke Town and the Hole-dwelling Savage tribe, he had never been anywhere else since childhood.

  The Troglodytes are not worth mentioning, and in the town of Duque it is extremely difficult to find someone with no calluses on their hands, whether male or female. Aristotle would have had a hard time finding a child with no gray hair and no mud under his fingernails, and even if he searched the whole town, he might only have found Amon.

  The women outside, Amun only had an impression of two - Gabriel and Aichmária. Gabriel was beautiful, but the first impression she gave people was her majesty, a great warrior who could not be offended. As for Aichmária, she was Amun's sentimental dream.

  So when Amun saw Yoon Na-na, he wasn't too surprised. Maybe women outside the mountain were all like this. Yoon Na-na was not as tall and beautiful as Gabriel, nor was she as pure and gentle as Aisha Maria. She had an unusual shy charm, as if she wanted to refuse but also tempt at the same time. Unfortunately, Amun wasn't moved, he just felt good, but didn't want to do anything to her.

  In Ahmon's mind, no matter how beautiful this woman was, she couldn't compare to Aiko. He had already learned the Information God Technique and could read the two pieces of information that Old Crazy left in the Earth's Pupil that would never disappear. One image was him kneeling down in front of Old Crazy, paying his respects. The other image was a line of words that Aiko Maria had secretly written and then erased: "Ahmon, my name is Aiko."

  In the days spent in the dwarf tribe, whenever he felt lonely, he would take out the Earth's Pupil and repeatedly look at these two pieces of information. The image would emerge before his eyes again and again. He knew that Maria would never use this name again, and everyone would only respectfully address her as Saint Lady.

  So the name "Aiko" seemed to belong only to Amun, as if it had buried some unknown secret, just like summer clouds wrapped in raindrops that were about to drip. This was an indescribable feeling, and even he himself didn't quite understand it. The beautiful and charming Yoon Na in front of him, but Amun didn't think much of her, perhaps simply because she wasn't Aiko.

  Yoon Na-na eats very deliciously, but Ah Mon eats even more deliciously. He has never eaten anything so delicious before.

  The grey pancake was very dry and hard, rough like a flat stone, but after being dipped in the meat soup, it had an indescribable sweet fragrance. This fragrance was purely wheat fragrance, yet reached the extreme of deliciousness. Armon first tasted a small mouthful, and when he ate the second mouthful, he almost bit his own tongue.

  After the pancake was dipped in the meat soup, even the deliciousness of the soup was fully incorporated, as if it were a match made in heaven. Armon ate with relish, wondering how something so delicious could exist. Perhaps it was because he was hungry, but he really had never eaten such a pancake before and couldn't find the right words to describe it.

  Amon's pot wasn't big, and with the appetite of a mid-ranking warrior, he could have drunk several pots of soup if he had eaten freely. But now he had given half to Yinnana, so he couldn't eat too much. Fortunately, there was a pancake. And no matter how many pancakes Amon ate, he didn't think it was too much. After finishing the meal, he licked his lips, savoring the flavor, and then took the spoon handed over by Yinnana to continue drinking the meat soup.

  Without the pancake, even the meat soup that originally tasted good now seems bland and tasteless.

  Amon ate the pancake quickly, while Yoon Na across from him was still drinking soup, and the pancake in her hand hadn't been touched yet. Seeing Amon finish eating, she handed over her own pancake saying: "You're not full yet? This pancake is for you too."

  Ammon waved his hand somewhat embarrassed: "No, I'm full, you have to eat too. Half a pot of soup is not enough to fill your stomach. I ate too fast because this pancake is too delicious. I've never eaten anything so tasty before."

  Yin Nanna: "This is a pancake I baked myself, you like it that's good. Your meat soup is delicious, I couldn't finish such a big pancake either, let me share half with you. Watching you eat makes me happy too."

  Amon certainly liked to eat, half a pot of meat soup plus half a pancake, which should be enough for a woman. He stretched out his hand with great embarrassment and took the pancake, broke off a small half, and returned the rest to Yinnana: "This is enough, I'm full. Did you bake this pancake yourself? It's really impressive."

  As he ate the remaining half of the pancake, Ah Mon's pace slowed down significantly. He savored each small bite, and the wonderful flavor almost melted his tongue. But even eating slowly had its end, and he smacked his lips again to relish the aftertaste. Yin Nanna looked at him with a suppressed smile, but her eyes also held a hint of surprise that was hard to detect.

  Amon of course loves good food, who can't? "Eating" is too magical a thing for humans, living in the world first and foremost requires food, whether it's the lowest slave or the highest king, but it's both the most basic survival need and a noble pursuit of life's enjoyment.

  However, Ah Meng never coveted anything and no one had ever taught him to do so; it was a habit he developed since young. Whenever there were delicious food at home, his father would definitely be the first to eat as he needed sufficient energy for mining work and was also an alcoholic, good food was naturally used to go with wine. In the Cave People tribe, Ah Meng could enjoy all sorts of mountain delicacies but he always let Xue Ding Yan have the best ones first.

  That huge and frightening cat took it calmly, and after a long time, Ah Mon also got used to it.

  After finishing their meal, they continued on their way and gradually saw fields, houses, and scattered villages, finally arriving at a place where people lived. They walked onto a rural road that could accommodate horse-drawn carriages, and the number of pedestrians on the road also increased. People looked at the man and woman with curious eyes, and of course, more eyes stayed on Yoon Na's body, from her face to her calves.

  Amon had never seen so many outsiders before, and he was equally curious, constantly sizing up the passersby. Their clothes were all very clean, but the fabric wasn't particularly sturdy, Amon thought to himself.

  As they walked, Ah Mon couldn't help but ask Yinnana in a low voice, "Why do the people here always look at us like that? Do I really look like someone from the mountains, and they've never seen one before?"

  Yin Nanna whispered with a smile: "That's because our clothes are too strange, I'm wearing a fur coat on such a hot day, and my skirt is also torn."

  Her leather cloak was a gift from Armon, to cover the torn sleeves and neckline, and the hem of her skirt had also been caught on something earlier, so that when she walked, one could catch glimpses of her long legs.

  From the high mountains to the riverside, the temperature had risen significantly. It was already very hot this season, but Armon hadn't realized it at first. He wasn't afraid of the cold by nature and as a mid-tier warrior and magician, he wouldn't feel too hot in general situations, so he still wore his leather cloak.

  Yin Nanna reminded him, and he felt that the two people's clothes were not suitable. He said casually: "Is there a place to buy clothes in the town? When we get there, I'll buy you a set of clothes first, and I'll also buy a new set of clothes to change into."

  Yin Nanna exclaimed: "You're going to give me a sheep and also give me new clothes?"

  Amun smiled: "The sheep have all been sent, do you still care about a piece of clothing? Your clothes are torn, and you can't wear a fur coat on such a hot day. After eating your delicious pancakes, sending a piece of clothing is nothing."

  There's something that might sound ridiculous, everything in Du Ke Town is very expensive, but only fabric is worthless. Basically, it's all given away for free when merchants sell other goods. In Ah Mon's memory, he has never spent money on clothes, they were always obtained by his father asking the merchant for fabric when buying wine, and then finding a neighbor's wife to help sew them into simple clothes.

  The reason is simple, the fabric for making clothes is very light and almost doesn't take up any space, and it's something that can be stored for a long time, no matter what season it is. On the continent of Tianxu, there are several types of materials for making clothes, the most common one being hemp cloth, which is relatively coarse, but high-quality hemp cloth can also be made very fine. Cotton cloth is softer and more comfortable, but also more expensive.

  Wool and sheep's down can be spun into fabric, which is warmer than ordinary cloth and more expensive. In addition to wool, the soft down of many animals can also be woven into cloth or velvet, but only high-ranking people can afford it. Ordinary civilians are warm enough in winter with a thick cotton-padded jacket, or they wear sheepskin clothes. The fur of wild beasts is also good material, but it needs to be hunted in the deep mountains, so it's expensive too.

  The miners in Duoke Town didn't care about looking good, they were dealing with furnaces and rocks every day, no matter how beautiful the clothes were, they would get dirty in a day. As long as they were durable and practical, that was enough. So the densely woven hemp cloth was the most popular, compared to other goods sold by merchants, its value could be ignored, it was often given away for free.

  As they spoke, a town appeared in front of them. Yinnana pointed to the town and said: "This is Sumel Town, the largest town within dozens of miles."