"I went back from you that day. I planned to find a new knife, so I went to the main tent of that monster Jing Chu. Before I could go there, I saw the people in the main tent led by the monster and started to make no sound. Withdrew back. I watched the group of bastards move like ants. It was fun, so I didn’t pass by, and climbed to a tree on the hillside to watch. Then the big stupid came.”
When the lunatic said this, he grinned: "That stupid man, hahahaha, really stupid... Oh, it's okay! Let me tell you the business! Don't bully people with a knife!"
With a trembling hand, Chang An cut off a few hairs of the lunatic, and inexplicably gave the lunatic a supercilious look—the person who was pressed against by the blade was better at showing off than the person holding the knife.
"When I saw that there was no one inside the tent, that stupid big man led people around outside several times, as if he was facing a big enemy, and finally tiptoed and cautiously led people in, I knew that they would definitely win Sure enough, as soon as I broke in, I heard the stupid big man yelling for people to be searched. After a full meal, he realized that he was fooled and led people back, and then They fell to the ground like ripe fruit."
The guards on one side looked at each other, Chang An asked, "And then?"
"Then the monster came back, and brought with him those idiot thugs who were like stone men, who could only rush forward and didn't know how to turn, and cut them one by one like cutting melons... Oh, yes, and left behind The big stupid leader was dragged away, and I don't know where he was locked up."
Chang'an asked, "How long was the time between when they evacuated and when Kazuo arrived with his men?"
The lunatic moaned and said, "Then how do I know, am I still waiting for them? I'm just watching the fun, so naturally I'll sleep on the big tree when there's no more excitement."
"Then why did they suddenly fall down? Did someone take any medicine?"
"Oh, I'll go if I see them fall down? Do you think I'm as heartless as you?" Sleeping with a skeleton on your pillow and holding a bone frame, at night you have to eat a crow's heart mixed with garlic, and eat a big bowl whenever you eat."
Chang An: "Really?"
The lunatic laughed so hard: "I believed it, you actually believed it!"
"..." Chang An really wanted to chop this thing off with a trembling hand, but he didn't finish his question, and after a long silence, Chang An continued to ask, "Is the main account still in place after that?"
"What do you think?" The lunatic asked this question first, seeing that Chang'an's face was about to change, he hurriedly said with a dry smile, "You must think they changed places, you are wrong, their main account is still in the same place , but I don’t know if the monster is inside, if you go, you might be like the big fool.”
Chang An lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then slowly raised the saber, held it upright on the ground with his left hand, and nodded at the madman with his chin lightly: "Okay, I get it, I keep my word, you get out."
The lunatic stood up like a carp, jumped up from the ground, looked at Chang An's hanging right hand with malicious intent, and said, "Little white face, did you take your hand off? I knew that the bones of you little Asian beasts are all made of porcelain." , it will break if you touch it, it is really useless."
Seeing that he had seen it, Changan no longer covered up, raised his hand and threw the saber into the arms of a guard, lifted and twisted, then reattached his wrist, held his right wrist with his left hand, and moved carefully, eyes Without lifting it, he said coolly: "My bones are made of shortbread, and I cleaned you up just now."
These words pierced straight into the lunatic's heart. He stared blankly at the broken blades on the ground, his unshaven face went from green to red, and then from red to white, walking around in various colors, and then suddenly With a sound of "Wow", he jumped up to a height of three feet on the spot, danced and yelled wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wow wow
Chang An ignored him, thought for a moment, and then said to the guards: "Go to the assembly place outside the customs, find Elder Lu Quan, don't say anything, including the matter of this lunatic, I have a place to go."
A guard asked quickly, "Master, are you going to..."
Chang'an glanced at him quickly, and interrupted his words: "Those who speak out, come to me to lead you to death when I come back. There are so many of you, so many eyes, you will never even keep this little secret. Can't hold it?"
The guards trembled in their hearts, and they immediately glanced at each other, knowing that it would be fine if nothing happened, but if someone really spoke out, they would have to fight to the death among them.
Chang An didn't take his own saber, even though his right wrist was attached, it was still aching.
No matter how careful Hua Yi is, no matter how good A Ye's medical skills are, what is born is always what is born. Without that much strength, if you insist on using that kind of strength, you will always have hidden wounds on your body.
Ten years ago, when Changan accompanied Huayi to escort the fairy grass, his wrist was also dislocated by a strong shock. After connecting it, he could move freely after a while... But now it can't.
Not long after, Chang An's right hand swelled up.
He tore off a piece of cloth from his body, soaked it in the stream water on the road, and then put it on his wrist in a cold way to relieve swelling and pain.
Then, with his left hand, he took out a small knife that was no longer than the palm of his hand. The blade was polished so thin that it was as sharp as if a human hand could be cut by the blade before it was attached to the blade.
Chang'an used several layers of fine cowhide to wrap it tightly, and clamped the end with iron plates. Even so, a small section of the knife edge still cut through the cowhide and was slightly exposed.
The small knife was turning back and forth in Chang An's fingers faintly, his fingers seemed to be extremely flexible, the fingers were full of calluses, the fingers were slender and strong, extremely stable.
In this way, he went all the way to the place that Kazuo had described when he sent a letter back.
Chang An imitated the lunatic, and slowly approached the main tent carefully without disturbing anyone, and then found an old tree with lush branches and leaves on a hilly slope not far from the main tent. He jumped up, hid himself among the branches, and quietly looked towards the main tent.
I don't know if it's because of Kazuo's matter, the patrols and searches around the main tent are extremely strict, and the comings and goings are extremely lively—especially those guards who are elusive.
One by one, they really looked like wooden men who could walk, passing each other without saying a word.
When Lu met other people, these guards still did not raise their heads, and walked heavily in a row, like a group of clumsy zombies obeying orders.
Chang An waited and watched patiently on the tree. The place he chose was not very far from the main tent, and sometimes the guards who walked far away would patrol here. The orc's facial features were extremely sharp, so he didn't dare to move at all, for fear of scaring the snake.
He is like a wolf waiting to hunt, extremely focused, and because of this extreme concentration, he is extraordinarily patient.
In Chang'an's hiding place, he hid for a whole day and night without moving the nest. It wasn't until the next afternoon that he saw a two or three-year-old sub-beast boy staggering into the main tent.
Chang An was wondering why there was such a young child here, and after a while, he saw a man who had never shown his face came out from the tent, holding the child in his arms.
As soon as the man appeared, all the patrolling and on-duty guards stopped in unison, like wooden chickens being stuck by nails, and saluted him.
I saw the child resting his head on the man's shoulder, with a confused expression, one finger in his mouth, and the man quickly took it out carefully. high.
This scene is very sweet, but no one appreciates it.
The guards patrolling around were still staring blankly, while Chang An in the distance didn't pay attention to the man's movements at all—his eyes were fixed on the man's face.
Thin cheeks, deep eye sockets, high nose bridge, thin lips, and a strong jaw line... This man looks very much like Hua Yi.
Only then did Chang An remember where he had heard of this name—Hua Yi's second elder brother, who killed his father and brother, was named Jing Chu!
He almost couldn't believe it, the person in front of him with a loving face towards the child was the one Hua Yi mentioned
A man who is so patient with children, would he do things that would destroy him
Chang An couldn't imagine it.
At this moment, a person came over and whispered something in Jing Chu's ear, only to see the smile on the man's face stopped, the corners of his mouth were still curled up, but his eyes had already cooled down first, and there was a smile on his whole face. There was a special sense of gloom that had never appeared on Hua Yi's face before.
The man seemed to think for a moment, and then gently handed the child in his arms to the slave behind him. Before leaving, he carefully pulled the child's collar clothes neatly, and then waved his hand and asked someone to send him down.
The child walked forward, and a stretcher was carried over on the back foot, and a bloody man lay on it.
Chang An suddenly became aroused, his eyes were fixed on the person being carried up, and the knife in his hand turned faster and faster. For a moment, he almost jumped off the tree and rushed over alone.
He even thought, anyway, those guards with dull eyes may not be able to do anything to him, so what if he is alone, he can still kill them all - because Chang'an can see in an instant that the person who was carried up is Ka Zuo .
However, his muscles tensed for a while, and his teeth were clenched tightly. In the end, he still had no impulse, and hid firmly among the branches, watching what happened next.