Night had already enveloped the entire mountain forest, nocturnal animals stretched out and crawled out to look for food, and fireflies flickered the lanterns behind their butts to find their mother insects and feast on the sea and sky. And the mountain ghost in a black digital camouflage uniform stumbled and startled a group of animals, and walked forward quickly. He was so flustered, not as calm as before, walking quietly.
Passing through a bush, the mountain ghost stumbled and fell into a tree hole where five people embraced a towering tree. The camouflage cloth pulled up at the hole cut off the outside world.
The mountain ghost sat on the root with his back against the tree hole, took out a flare in his pocket with difficulty, lit it, and stuck it in the gap beside him. The huge tree hole was instantly illuminated, and what appeared inside was a new world.
The surrounding walls are covered with photos of various friends, glass marbles, yellowed foreign paintings, and yo-yos with broken ropes are placed in rusty boxes in the corners...
Panting, the mountain ghost took off the equipment on his body, and tore open the military uniform with a hole pierced through his chest, revealing a solid and well-defined chest. The muscle in front of the heart was bruised and black, oozing There is blood.
In order to carry more equipment, the mountain ghost did not wear body armor. It should be said that in his calculations, it was impossible to meet a sniper who could shoot at him.
And now, not only did he meet, that guy even taught him how to behave with a sniper rifle from World War II? The monstrous Shen Ming almost killed him with the pre-judgment sniper. If he hadn't been wearing the ancestral breast shield, he would have been a dead man.
"The rib is broken... That bastard can actually make armor-piercing bullets by hand." The mountain ghost grabbed the broken rib in his chest with his fingers, and pushed it back to its original position with his bare hands. Gritting his teeth and enduring the severe pain, sweat covered his whole body.
After the mountain ghost restrained the broken bone with a fixing belt, the flares also burned out at this moment, returning the darkness to the tree hole. Breathing became calm after the painkiller injection, and the mountain ghost was so tired that his body turned into a dark part and disappeared into this world.
But some mischievous insects can always find him. A group of fireflies passed through the camouflage cloth and flew into the tree hole. For them, the mountain ghost is an outsider, right
The faint light of fireflies flickers on the yellowed photos on the wall. It is strange to find that these photos all tell the story of the same little girl and boy, and the feeling of "Two Little Wu Guess" emerges spontaneously.
"Wen... it's close, it's very close, I'm about to find you." The mountain ghost gradually fell asleep with a smile on his lips.
On the other side, Shen Ming bandaged his bloody hands, and after quickly injecting a bunch of messy medicine, he carried the girl behind his back and walked towards the village.
Mei doesn't like the feeling of her breasts being squeezed on Shen Ming's back, the gravity makes the two 34E meatballs change their shape, the thin clothes, the feeling of friction makes her face blush in the dark. She tried her best to use her hands to support her body, but the wounds on her hands and the incomplete removal of snake venom from her body made her unable to exert herself.
"Don't move around, okay? You'll fall." Shen Ming finally "couldn't bear it anymore", moved so violently, it felt like putting on clothes and pushing oil, "Little Shen Ming" stood up shamefully.
"Why do you want to save me?" Mei gave up her resistance, and honestly lay down on the solid back of the man in front of her, feeling so solid, like her father.
"Because you are a companion."
"But I'm the companion who was sent to death, your duty is to kill him." Mei blamed mercilessly.
"My fatal shot was blocked, and he has fled. If I chased him at that time, maybe I could really kill him, but you must die. If I choose to save you, you will definitely live. Why don't you think it would be more cost-effective to stay? "Shen Ming analyzed calmly.
"It's not worth it at all. We old Feng's family slaves were meant to die from the moment we were born. Fate is not important to us, but obeying orders is important." Mei sighed softly, "People like me House slaves, old Feng's family is as numerous as a cow's hair, if I die today, tomorrow there will be new people who will become Master Feng Quan's four ghosts, death is not a pity."
"Fate is the fairest existence in the world. Whether you are a dragon or a phoenix or a beggar on the street, the heart, brain... all the vital points are the same. Others may think that you are not sorry to die, but if you even yourself If you think so, then death is really not a pity." Shen Ming stepped over a rock.
"So what about life? Damn it, don't you have to die? I was naked by you, and I lost my virginity... When I go back to the old Feng's house... I will only die a worse death." It was strange, when Mei talked about this again There was no anger at the beginning, but a little more relief.
"Don't worry, I know the family rules of your old Feng's family, and the matter of the hot spring pool. If you don't tell me, I won't tell anyone. I swear to the moon." Shen Ming said so intimately.
"Do you think that I won't hate you? The Nirvana and I have a hatred for killing my parents. Even if you have kindness to me, I will kill you." When Mei said this, she regretted a little. Because she knew that this kind of anger was venting anger, just like a little girl's unreasonable troubles, and only on Shen Ming's back, she didn't want to be treated as a little girl.
"I don't think I'll die with 1000, but with 800. You're not bad. If you like to hate me, hate me, if it can support your survival." Shen Ming smiled lightly.
"You are such a strange Nirvana. Everyone in the family says that Nirvana is the god of death, a group of monsters who kill people like hemp, but you always want people to live?" Mei's understanding of Nirvana comes from the elder's description. The house slaves who love love hate the Nirvana people the most. They are very skilled and good at all kinds of firearms. If the task overlaps with the person you want to protect, I'm sorry, they don't know how to communicate at all, and they will just kill them all the way.
"I'm no longer a Nirvana. I should be called a Nirvana now. Maybe it's because I'm a bodyguard? It's my instinct to let people live. Thank you to the guy just now for wearing this, otherwise maybe I really broke the precepts and killed people today." Already." Shen Ming held up the round card whose center part was distorted.
"This is?!" Mei saw an icon at the corner of the round card and her eyes widened.
"You know him?" Shen Ming was startled.
"I only know this seal, which is a special symbol of the Prince's Mansion." Charming pointed to a small mark in the corner.
"It seems that my prediction is correct, the mountain ghost comes from the Prince's Mansion." Shen Ming sighed softly, "Do you understand Manchu?"
"A little bit."
"Help me translate this." What Shen Ming showed was a small photo of Manchu lettering next to the gate of the Prince's Mansion.
"'I'm back, I'll take your dog's life'." Mei Zhao literally translated.
"Do you know who else exists in the Prince's Mansion besides Zhen Ting and Butler Tai?"
So Mei told the following story...
It has been 40 years since Zhen Ting succeeded the village head. He has been committed to bringing Baylor Village in line with the modern society outside the mountains, while maintaining the original tranquility of Baylor Village without being disturbed by noise. It was almost impossible to accomplish this, and it took all of Zhenting's energy. It was not until Zhenting was in his 40s that he had a son in his later years, and he was carefully trained as the next village chief.
In order to prevent Baylor Village from being abandoned by the times, Zhenting pioneered sending his children and grandchildren to study abroad. At the age of 18, Zhenting's son was sent to an American institution of higher learning with excellent grades.
But only two years later, bad news came from abroad that his son died in an armed robbery, and the prince's mansion, which had lasted for hundreds of years, was cut off. Mrs. Zhenting's Si'er became ill and died of tears within a few years. From then on, only Zhenting and Butler Tai remained in the mansion as companions.
Stumbled and stumbled, but when Shen Ming returned to the Prince's Mansion through the deep mountains and dense forests with Mei on his back, it was almost morning. Shen Ming knocked on the door and asked Steward Tai to call in a doctor late at night. After treating Mei's hand injuries and snake venom, he walked straight to the village chief's guest room with unwashed greasy sludge and gunpowder smoke on his face.
"Shen Ming, what's the matter with you?" Xiao Yi who rushed over had no time to be thankful that Shen Ming was alive, looking at Shen Ming's cold expression, she felt that today's homicide was a big deal.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Feng Quan came to Zhenting's door first, he didn't like Shen Ming's eyes at the moment, and he didn't like his direction, so he instinctively stood in front of him.
"Feng Quan, I haven't forgotten my identity, and I don't want to be a bodyguard who hurts my employer. I just have some questions I want to ask my employer." Shen Ming calmly communicated.
"I have something to say tomorrow, the village chief is asleep." Feng Quan refused to back down, and the situation was tense.
At this moment, the lights in the room came on, and Zhen Ting's old voice greeted, "Is Mr. Shen Ming back? Please come in!"
Just like that, the three of them walked into Zhen Ting's bedroom. Zhen Ting, who was wearing pajamas and a coat, was pouring water for them.
"Has Mr. Shen Ming seen the mountain ghost?" Zhenting asked with his back turned to Shen Ming.
"seen."
"Is he... okay?" Zhen Ting's voice trembled slightly.
"It's not very good, I was almost going to be beaten to death." Shen Ming said as he threw the twisted and deformed breastplate on the table, "Senior, I know that bodyguards are hard work, so talk less and do more. It's our professional ethics. If the employer doesn't want to say it, I will never press... But, if my employer is more inclined to protect the killer, even the Buddha will be angry, right? You know everything about the mountain ghost, but you refuse to talk to him I share information, let me and the person who protects you become the ghost of the mountain ghost, it's too dishonest."
"Oh, it's all my fault. Selfishness cost the lives of several strong men who protected me. Today, Mr. Shen Ming and Mei were put in danger again. This old man has committed a heinous crime." Tears flashed.
"Who is the mountain ghost?" Shen Ming only wanted to know the truth.
"Actually, the mountain ghost... is the rebellious son of the old man—Yaozu."
"Isn't it? Uncle! Yaozu has been dead for a long time, hasn't he?" Feng Quan still remembered that his father came here to pay his respects.
"In fact, Yaozu has never died, but for Baylor Village, he has already died and turned into a ghost..."