Chapter 4

Chapter 4 I give up. I can't spend the rest of my life chasing Azula and losing to her. I've got to move on, find somewhere safe. I returned to Uncle, and, thankfully, he didn't mention my failure with the lightning. We climbed onto the ostrich-horse and rode off. "Ow-oh-ow-uh." Uncle continued to moan and groan. It was too soon for him to travel. "Maybe we should make camp," I suggested. "No, please, don't stop just for me. Ow-oh-ow-uh." Okay, that's it. We have to stop. Why can't Uncle just admit he's in pain? I helped him down from the ostrich-horse and found a place for him to sit. Just as Uncle seemed to be comfortable, we heard the sound of riders approaching. "What now?" Uncle said, groaning. A bunch of Fire Nation soldiers riding rhinos burst from the woods and surrounded us. "Colonel Mongke? What a pleasant surprise," Uncle said. "You know these guys?" "Sure, Colonel Mongke and the Rough Rhinos are legendary."

第四章我放弃了。我不能一辈子都在追阿祖拉却输给她。 我得走了，找个安全的地方。 我回到叔叔身边，谢天谢地，他没有提我被闪电击中的事。 我们爬上驼马，骑马离开了。 “Ow-oh-ow-uh。”叔叔继续呻吟着。 现在旅行对他来说太早了。 “也许我们应该扎营，”我建议道。 “不，求你了，不要为了我而停下来。 Ow-oh-ow-uh。”好了，就这样。 我们必须停下来。为什么叔叔就不能承认他很痛苦呢？ 我把他从驼马上扶下来，给他找了个地方坐下。 就在叔叔看起来很舒服的时候，我们听到了骑手靠近的声音。 “现在?”舅舅呻吟着说。 一群骑着犀牛的烈火国士兵从树林里冲出来包围了我们。 “Mongke上校?“真是个惊喜，”叔叔说。 “你认识这些家伙吗？”“当然，蒙克上校和粗犀牛队是传奇。”

"We're here to apprehend you two fugitives," Colonel Mongke snarled. "Would you like some tea first?" Uncle asked. I know Uncle well enough to know that he's not interested in having tea with these men. He's trying to buy himself some time, to prepare for battle. Well, I'm ready too. "Enough stalling!" Mongke shouted. "Round 'em up!" Uncle released a wall of fire and I blasted a few others with my own Firebending moves. These soldiers may be legendary, but they were no match for us! Within a few moments we were back on the ostrich-horse making our escape. "It's nice to see old friends," Uncle said. Always making jokes, Uncle. Some things never change. "Too bad you don't have any old friends who don't want to attack you." "Hmm… old friends that don't want to attack me?" Uh-oh, what's he thinking now? What idea did I just give him? Whatever it is, I'm sure I'll find out soon enough. Uncle led us to a rundown old dive called the

“我们是来抓你们两个逃犯的。”蒙克上校咆哮道。 “你想先喝点茶吗？”叔叔问。 我很了解叔叔，知道他对和这些人喝茶不感兴趣。 他想为自己争取一些时间，为战斗做准备。 我也准备好了。“足够的拖延!”Mongke喊道。 “把他们围起来！”叔叔释放了一道火墙，我用自己的御火术炸了几个人。 这些士兵也许是传奇，但他们不是我们的对手！不一会儿，我们又骑上驼马逃走了。 “见到老朋友真好，”叔叔说。 总是开玩笑，叔叔。 有些事情永远不会改变。“可惜你没有不想攻击你的老朋友。” “嗯……不想攻击我的老朋友？”他现在在想什么？ 我刚才给了他什么主意？ 不管是什么，我相信我很快就会知道的。 叔叔带我们去了一家叫

Misty Palms Oasis Cantina. "You think we're going to find someone to help us in this place? These people just look like filthy wanderers." "So do we," Uncle said. "Ah, this is interesting. I think I've found our friend." He was staring at an old man sitting at a Pai Sho table. "You brought us here to gamble on Pai Sho?" I asked. "I don't think this is a gamble," he replied, walking over to the man. "May I have this game?" Uncle asked. The man nodded, then Uncle made the first move. "I see you favor the white lotus gambit," the old man said. "Not many still cling to the ancient ways." "Those who do can always find a friend," Uncle answered—a little mysteriously, I thought. They placed pieces on the board quickly. It didn't even look like they were playing Pai Sho. It looked more like they were making some kind of picture with the pieces. After a while they stopped. Now what was the old man going to do? "Welcome, brother," he said. "The White Lotus opens wide to those who know her secrets." First crazy Pai Sho patterns, now strange talk. What are we even doing here? "What are you old gas

迷雾棕榈绿洲酒吧。 “你认为我们会在这个地方找到帮助我们的人吗？” 这些人看起来就像肮脏的流浪者。” “我们也是，”叔叔说。“啊，这很有趣。 我想我找到我们的朋友了。” 他盯着一位坐在牌桌旁的老人。 “你带我们来这里赌牌手？”我问。 “我不认为这是一场赌博，”他回答道，走到那个人身边。 “我可以玩这个游戏吗？”叔叔问。 那人点了点头，然后叔叔迈出了第一步。 “我看你喜欢白莲棋，”老人说。 “没有多少人还坚持古老的方式。” “这样做的人总能找到朋友，”叔叔回答——我觉得有点神秘。 他们迅速地把棋子放在棋盘上。 他们根本不像是在玩牌手。 看起来更像是他们在用这些碎片制作某种图片。 过了一会儿他们停了下来。 现在老人要做什么呢？ “欢迎你，兄弟，”他说。 “白莲花向那些知道她秘密的人敞开了大门” 先是疯狂的牌手模式，现在是奇谈怪论。 我们在这里做什么？ “你是什么老家伙？

bags talking about?" I asked. "I always tried to tell you that Pai Sho is more than just a game," Uncle said. Well, what does that mean? Before I had the chance to ask more questions, two men came toward us. "It's over!" the taller man shouted. "You two fugitives are coming with me!" We've got to get out. But Uncle's new friend jumped to his feet and pointed at us. "I knew it!" he shouted. "You two are wanted criminals with a giant bounty on your heads!" I thought Uncle had gotten the guy on our side. "You said he would help!" I whispered to Uncle. "He is," Uncle whispered back. "Just watch." The old man turned to the ones who had approached us. "You think you're going to collect all that gold?" he yelled. Now he had everyone in the place standing and staring at us. The tall man moved toward us, but a crowd started forming around him! Soon a huge brawl broke out, and Uncle's friend signaled for us to slip out the side door. I finally got it. By shouting about gold the old guy set off the brawl as a distraction. We had to follow him and get out of here before anyone realized that we were gone.

袋子在说什么？”我问。 “我一直想告诉你，牌手不仅仅是一种游戏，”叔叔说。 那是什么意思？ 我还没来得及问更多的问题，就有两个人朝我们走来。 “结束了！”高个子喊道。 “你们两个逃犯跟我走！”我们得出去了。 但是叔叔的新朋友跳了起来，指着我们。 “我就知道！”“你们俩是通缉犯，有巨额赏金要你们的头！”我还以为叔叔把人争取到我们这边了。 “你说过他会帮忙的！”我低声对叔叔说。 “是的，”叔叔小声回答。 “看”。老人转向那些走近我们的人。 “你以为你能收集到所有的金子吗？” 现在他让所有人都站在那里盯着我们看。 那个高个子男人向我们走来，但是一群人开始围着他！不久，一场巨大的争吵爆发了，叔叔的朋友示意我们从侧门溜出去。 我终于明白了。那老家伙喊着金子，引起了争吵，以分散人们的注意力。 我们得跟着他在别人发现我们走之前离开这里。

But I still have no idea who this guy really is. Can we trust him? He led us to a flower shop, looking back over his shoulder the whole way. "It is an honor to welcome such a high ranking member of the Order of the White Lotus," the man said when we were inside and he had once again checked to make sure that we hadn't been followed. The Order of the White Lotus? More mysterious talk. Why are we here? "Now that you've played Pai Sho, are you going to do some flower arranging, or is someone in this secret club going to offer some real help?" I asked again. "You must forgive my nephew," Uncle told the man. "He is not an initiate and has little appreciation for the cryptic arts." We reached a door at the back of the shop. A small panel in the door slid open. "Who knocks at the garden gate?" asked a man behind the door. "One who has eaten the fruit and tasted its mysteries," Uncle replied. More crazy talk, but the door did open. At least maybe someone in there can help and—WHAM! Uncle and the man just went in and slammed the door in my face! What am I, invisible? A small panel opened and my uncle's face peeked through.

但我还是不知道这家伙到底是谁。 我们能相信他吗？他把我们带到一家花店，一路上都在回头看。 “能欢迎如此高级的白莲莲花组织成员，我们感到非常荣幸。”我们进去后，那个人说，他再次检查了一下，以确保我们没有被跟踪。 白莲骑士团？ 更神秘的谈话。我们为什么在这里？ “既然你已经玩了牌手，你是打算插花呢，还是这个秘密俱乐部里的人会提供一些真正的帮助呢？”我又问。 “你一定要原谅我的侄子，”叔叔对那人说。 “他不是初学者，对神秘的艺术也没什么欣赏。” 我们走到商店后面的一扇门前。 门上的一块小嵌板滑开了。 “谁在敲花园的门？”门后一个男人问。 “一个吃过果子，尝过它的奥秘的人，”叔叔回答。 又多了些疯话，但门开了。 至少里面有人能帮上忙！叔叔和那个男人就这么冲进去，当着我的面把门砰地关上了！我是什么，隐形人吗？ 一个小嵌板打开了，我叔叔的脸从里面露出来。