Kazuo asked someone to carry the old thing a little farther and gag him.
Even though he wasn't superficial, at least he had good ears and eyes, and he actually heard Luda's conversation.
Kazuo pondered for a moment, then asked someone to hand this old thing directly to Suo Laimu, and then asked someone to keep a close eye on Lu Da.
Let's talk about Luda.
Lu Da naturally knew who his father was. He even remembered that when he was escorting the slaves back then, Chang'an chopped down the man who was locked up with him.
It was that knife that left a deep impression on him from now on.
He is not a slave, and he likes to serve others by nature, but he knows that he is assigned to Chang'an, and he feels a little happy in his heart.
Like Qingliang, he is afraid of men who kill with a knife with a blank face, but unlike Qingliang, he is not afraid of killing people, and he is not afraid of becoming such a man.
When the Great Elder rebelled, he was young and knew little about those things, and followed Chang'an with suppressed fear and desire until the unprecedented natural disaster fulfilled him.
Up to now, Luda has grown into a sturdy orc boy, and he has almost forgotten that he has an father who was hostile to the leader and the others.
He was in no mood to play in the woods, and walked back dully. My heart seemed to be torn in two, and I didn't know who I should "bias", whether it was the master and the others, or his own father.
One side is alive, one side is dead, one side is flourishing and powerful, the other side has faded away and has become a bone under the loess, and...
One party is irreconcilable, and the kindness is as heavy as a mountain, and the other party is tired. He has a disgraceful background, but it also gave him the background.
Young people like to get into the horns of a dead end, and Lu Da felt wronged when he got stuck, so much so that he took this kind of grievance on Qing Liang who was practicing the wooden knife against the wooden stake assiduously.
Angrily, Lu Da rushed to Qing Liang like an angry calf, and involuntarily sliced Qing Liang's fat butt with the knife through the handle. The weapon was flicked back, and he jumped three feet high, covering his hips with his hands, and looked at him in surprise.
Lu Da pointed at his nose and said angrily: "I have been studying for a year, but I haven't even changed the wooden knife. What can you do in the future?"
He lost his temper this time without warning, Qing Liang didn't know where he was going, so he listened dumbfounded.
Lu Da yelled loudly: "We are going to fight, what can you do? Delay! Trash!"
Qingliang's big eyes rolled around, and he was so ashamed that he didn't dare to look at him, let alone retort.
Lu Da threw the sharp knife in his hand in front of him, his face was puffed up like a toad, he turned around and left.
Even he himself didn't know why he had such a big temper with Qing Liang, but he suddenly felt that if it wasn't for saving the life of this trash back then, the leader Luo Tong might not have caused such a farce of changing hands to the tribe, everyone The elders and the others will not commit crimes, and he is also a child of a respectable and respectable warrior family now, not to mention that he does not have to face such a choice between morality and emotion, ethics and vanity.
Why is this kind of trash born a child of the leader's family? Why can he be so important, because he is alone, so many people are fighting and killing, turning friends into enemies
Damn it!
Luda ran all the way back to his own hut, lying on the bed like a pancake and turning over vigorously, then remembered something, got up again, ran silently to the yard, and picked up the sharp knife he dropped there just now Going back, he gave Qingliang a hard look by the way.
Qingliang was like a frightened little sparrow that pretended to be dead. When he saw him, he shivered for a moment, and stood upright at the bottom of the wall, pretending that he was also an innocent stake.
On this day, after Hua Yi came out of Chang'an's tent, he took Suo Laimu and secretly summoned the leaders of the group of refugees. A small group of people followed the leader of the group of refugees and left quietly through the small city gate on the side of the city wall.
The coastal areas are indeed much less affected by the freezing than the inland areas, and more people survived than those in the vast forests and grasslands in the inland areas. Therefore, according to these refugees, there are actually quite a few of them around here. size of refugees.
Unfortunately, the old lair of Heifeng Puya seems to be nearby too. After the cold winter passed, they hibernated for a long time, and they were probably also resting and recuperating. When winter came, everything stopped growing, and they sharpened their knives , began to have leisure to come out to sweep.
This piece of scattered refugees could still live on, but when they met the black wind Pu Ya, they suffered eight lifetimes of bloody misfortune. They were captured as slaves, but they had no ability to resist and could only be mermaid.
Hua Yi hit these people's ideas.
For the Deadman, any danger that looms over his head is not real pressure, he sees them all as opportunities.
Although he felt that the tribe in his hands was not fully prepared, and it has only been more than a year, and it has not yet reached the point where it is truly rich and powerful, but he does not mind grinding the knives and claws of the men in battle, Black Wind Pu Ya gave him a hope to realize his ambition - he not only wants to use this opportunity to kill this ghost tribe that has been rampant on the mainland for many years, making himself famous, but also takes the opportunity to take the entire coastal area into his pocket.
Hua Yi secretly dispatched two groups of people, one group led by Lu Quan, asking the refugees to lead the way, secretly contacting refugees scattered everywhere, and at the same time dispatching Shanxi.
Suo Laimu used a ointment made of a mixture of water plant stem liquid and a kind of shell powder on their hands, and the animal pattern was covered.
Shanxi was originally a thin and tall strip, not very much like a beastman, but now it has become a harmless and "weak" sub-beast. They are going to look for traces of those cunning old merchants. Huayi's order is, No matter what, let's take him back to the city first.
This incident seems to be superfluous to Suo Laimu - because if Changan is allowed to go, he doesn't need to draw anything at all, he is a sub-beast, and when he walks outside, no one will want to look at his hands, he He has an appearance that is a little thinner than ordinary sub-beasts.
Unexpectedly, Hua Yi dismissed it straight away, and gave Suo Laimu a threatening look, intending to push him headfirst into the puddle if he wanted to mention this matter again.
Suo Laimu knew that he was always very "generous", but he didn't expect to start to protect the food this time, he touched a soft nail, and had no choice but to touch his nose and back out inexplicably.
As soon as he went out, he saw Chang An waiting at the door.
Suo Laimu couldn't help but look at this young man, only felt that Chang An's temper might not be very good, but this patience was unmatched by others. When he is quiet, it is like a sharp weapon in a quaint sheath, which can be used as a decoration, without a trace of sharpness exposed—probably because he thinks he is nothing special—but when he is drawn out, he is so sharp.
He stood there quietly, making people feel that even if it was forever, he was willing to stand there. He was not in a hurry, nor urged, and even for most of the day, they didn't know he was outside. He was willing to wait, so he just waited. Can really stand there without saying a word.
Seeing him coming out, Chang An nodded very politely.
Suo Laimu secretly sighed—but, after all, Chang'an is not an iron knife, the more he grows up, the more he looks like a flesh and blood person.
As long as the knife is unceasing, it can last for a long time, can people do it
Suo Laimu stared at Chang'an's face which was obviously less blood-colored than others, he was fine just now, suddenly he became obsessed again, he was speechless in a daze, as if he was stupid, he stood there staring at Chang'an endlessly, Until Chang An gently pushed him and asked, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"
Only then did Suo Laimu glance at him in disbelief, and floated away almost without touching the ground. He muttered vaguely in his mouth: "Since people can't last long, why do they always pursue long time? In this life, you can pursue 'long time'." 'Well? What is longevity? Is it the tree that never withers, the earth that never grows old, or the sky that never grows..."
Chang'an watched his big hat fluttering in the direction of the sea breeze, flaunting his coquettish way of going madly away, and felt that Suo Laimu should go to Aye to see if there was any medicine for him.
Hua Yi heard someone talking outside, hurried out, dragged Chang'an into the house, and complained: "Why don't you go in, the northwest wind tastes good, doesn't it?"
Chang An let him drag me meekly: "I feel sleepy when I hear you talking, so I won't make trouble for you."
"You sleep on yours... wait a minute, how did this happen!" Hua Yi lowered his head, and suddenly saw a new wound on his hand, a long wound, the flesh turned up, turned white, and seemed to be still there Oozing blood, extending all the way to the wrist.
Chang An retracted his hand, and lowered his head in embarrassment.
Hua Yi pulled his chin and forced him to look up: "Speak!"
"The water quality is not good, and I accidentally scratched the reef." Chang An admitted with some embarrassment that he was not good at this aspect, but he paused, and added without grasping the point, "If it is on land, there must be no such thing. gone."
Hua Yi's brows were deeply wrinkled. Seeing that he was indeed covered with a layer of cold air, he probably took a shower after going to sea, and his hair was not completely dry. He poked his forehead fiercely with his finger: "Did you take the wrong medicine? Going into the sea in the cold weather, do you think you didn't die fast enough, or did you think I didn't die fast enough?"
Chang An suddenly grabbed his hand, and put something cold and round in the palm of his hand. Hua Yi was startled, and looked down, only to see a round sea pearl on the palm of his hand.
Hua Yi almost forgot that there were people in his tent who hadn't cleaned up looking around. He was stunned for a moment, and asked with a strange expression: "Is this for me?"
Chang An nodded and said, "Bu Dong's youngest son played a lot of beads when he went to sea, and I asked him to take me there—do you like it?"
Immediately Hua Yi didn't know what to say, he thought to his mother, I'm not a big girl with flowers on my hair and strings around my neck, what do I need beads for? This guy is already such an adult, and he doesn't look like an adult. He is neither light nor heavy. What kind of thing is he going to sea in winter
Hua Yi felt distressed and angry at the same time, so angry that he wanted to press him down and spank his ass. However, he looked at Chang An's look full of expectations, and couldn't bear to disappoint him, his face turned green and red and green again, and the words of reprimand popped up in his throat several times, and he swallowed them back abruptly , choking to death, it took a long while to hold back a vague sentence: "Well, it's pretty good."
A group of men were amazed together, and some even looked at the leader's butt thoughtfully.
Seeing Chang An giggling, Hua Yi quickly put the beads into his bosom, picked up Chang An by the back of the neck, and almost threw him onto the couch, wrapped him up with animal skins and quilts The meat worm pressed hard on the top of his head again, wishing he could push his head into the quilt.
Chang An struggled to come up with his head: "I've already drank the herbal medicine to dispel the cold."
Hua Yi said with a stinky face, "Drink a few more bowls."
Chang'an: "Do you eat it as a meal?"
Hua Yi: "Where do you come up with so much nonsense—and you, what are you looking at? Do you still have business? If you don't, get the hell out! Don't people watch the city walls? Don't people patrol the city defense?"
The crowd watched the spectacle of how the leader was hired as a bead, and they were satisfied. Seeing him becoming angry from embarrassment, they burst into laughter and scattered like birds and beasts.