When consciousness took over the body's senses again, the white light in front of Wei Ran's eyes slowly dissipated, and he also smelled the unique smell of Chinese medicinal soup.
"Uncle, can you save me?"
Before he could see everything around him clearly, he heard Yang Shiyi's crying question, "If you don't plan to save us, let's leave now. I will also keep my mother's bracelet for you, and you will never think of me as a bandit."
The niece who grew up in the nest!"
"You! You girl! How can you be as stubborn as your mother!"
A man with a loud but melancholy voice said angrily, "My sister-in-law, do you know who they are? If the devils find out, they will be killed..."
"Brother Hu, let's leave now."
Yang Shiyi didn't even wait for the other party to finish speaking before she said, "I'm sorry, I said too much. We have to escort Brother Zhao, Brother Xiaohu and Brother Wei to Shanxi by ourselves."
Just when she finished saying this, Wei Ran finally saw everything around her clearly.
This seems to be a warehouse. Thick quilts are hung on the doors and windows not far away. There are either piles of animal skins or some medicinal herbs such as ginseng, deer antler, and toad oil on the surrounding shelves.
In addition, there are many bulging sacks with medicinal fragrance around.
At this time, he was lying on a bed made up of several sacks, his arms were splinted, and there were bursts of burning pain in his abdomen.
Not dead?
Who was that sighing just now?
While pondering these questions, he turned his head with difficulty and looked around. Lying on his left was Zhao Jinyu, and on his right was Tian Xiaohu.
He tried to sit up and speak to no avail. After some futile attempts, Wei Ran could only look at the rest of the people in the room with the faint light emitted by the oil lamp placed on the table not far away.
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The closest ones were the Sun sisters. One of them was guarding the small stove boiling medicine, and the other was wiping the unconscious Zhao Jinyu's forehead with a towel.
A little further away, on the side of the Eight Immortals table, sat a man wearing a cotton robe and a cotton hat, who looked to be about forty years old.
At this time, he was looking at Yang Shiyi with a confused expression in front of him, who was trying to take off the family agate bracelet from her wrist. The aggrieved expression on the verge of tears was particularly joyful.
Behind Yang Shiyi, Hu Bazhi and Hongxia girl stood side by side. They seemed to be busy packing their luggage.
"I save! I save!"
The man sitting at the table gritted his teeth and pressed Yang Shiyi's cold little hand helplessly. He couldn't help complaining, "Little ancestor! Why did you bring yourself this trouble?"
"he!"
Yang Shiyi raised her hand and pointed at the three people lying side by side, "That's my man! My mother promised me to him before she died! I've been asleep for several years, and I'm pregnant with his child!"
"Pfft!"
As soon as Yang Shiyi finished speaking, Miss Hongxia couldn't help laughing.
"Which...which one?"
The man glared at Miss Hongxia and Hu Bazhi who turned his head in time, and then subconsciously looked at the three wounded men lying side by side.
"All three!"
Yang Shiyi, whose face was already flushed and with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, said fiercely, "Just tell me whether to save you or not! If you save, you are my uncle! If you don't save, you are not my uncle! I will change my name now."
Cao Shiyi! We ourselves..."
"I save! I save! You are my uncle! I am your nephew, okay! Oh, my ancestor!"
Yang Shiyi's uncle, the man suspected to be named "Yang Jibin" seemed to be in a hurry to defecate but could not find a latrine. He stood up and walked back and forth anxiously in the room several times, then picked up an oil lamp and came to the side of the simple hospital bed.
, bent down and looked carefully at the unconscious Zhao Jinyu, Wei Ran who closed his eyes in time, and Tian Xiaohu, whose face was red and embarrassed and could only wave his hands.
With a hard slap on his thigh, Uncle Yang said "Hi!" and said, "Tell me! Where are you sending me?"
"Shanxi!" Yang Shiyi said quickly.
"My sister...Who did your mother promise you to?" Uncle Yang asked.
"You only plan to save one, right?" Yang Shiyi asked with her hands on her hips, "I agreed to all three! Let's live one by one day by day, how about it!"
"I..."
Uncle Yang was so angry that he subconsciously wanted to give his niece, who was worse than a bandit, a hard slap, but in the end, he slapped him on the back of his neck.
Well! I just need to save you!"
"Send to Shanxi!" Yang Shiyi said following the question.
"deliver!"
Uncle Yang put down the oil lamp and patted his thigh again, gritted his teeth and said, "Even if the special code is sent to Guangxi, I will send it to you!"
"Plop!"
Yang Shiyi simply knelt on the blue tile floor, kowtowed three times in a row, and Lihua called out "uncle" with a rainy voice!
"You girl! You are just like your mother!"
As Uncle Yang spoke, he quickly helped Yang Shiyi to pull up. He carefully wiped the bruise on her forehead with his sleeve and asked distressedly, "You silly kid, if this bruise breaks, your grandma and grandpa can't do it."
Beat me to death!"
"Uncle, when do you plan to send us away?"
Yang Shiyi asked while wiping her tears, "The devils have been chasing us for four days and three nights. We have to leave quickly, or we will really have to give you..."
Hearing this, Uncle Yang couldn't help but panic again, but soon he said, "I'll leave tonight, but there's one thing."
"Which one?" Yang Shiyi asked warily.
"I will arrange for a trustworthy man to send them away."
Uncle Yang pointed at Zhao Jinyu, Wei Ran, and Tian Xiaohu, and then pointed at Hu Bazhi, Miss Hongxia, and even the Sun sisters who looked shocked and wary, "The four of them went another way."
As if he guessed what Yang Shiyi was going to ask, Uncle Yang continued without a pause, "We can't go together. They will all have to separate by then. If they can't keep it together, the Japanese will make dumplings."
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Yang Shiyi asked, "Who should I go with?"
"Go wherever you go, you stay!"
"What did you say?"
"You stay!"
Uncle Yang said, "If you want me, my uncle, to save them, you have to stay. There is no need to discuss."
"If you secretly take them..."
"How can I do such unconscionable things? What do you think I am!"
Uncle Yang slapped the table and said, "When spring comes next year, I will take you to Shanxi to find them and take you there myself!"
"I want to be with..."
"Sister Shiyi"
But at this moment, Miss Hongxia spoke up, "You can stay."
"Yes, you can stay."
Hu Bazhi also said at this time, "We can trust Shopkeeper Yang and will not betray us. Besides, Shopkeeper Yang doesn't have to arrange for me. I have no plans to go to Shanxi. I have to go back to fight the Japanese."
"Me too, we don't plan to go to Shanxi either." The Sun sisters followed, "We also have to go fight the Japanese."
"I don't plan to go to Shanxi or Hexi," said Miss Hongxia, "I also want to fight the Japanese."
"Then I also..."
"You're not allowed to go anywhere!"
Uncle Yang interrupted Yang Shiyi's words and said, "After we send them away, you will come back with me and let your grandma and grandpa take a good look at you."
"I don't plan to go to Shanxi either, so I won't bother Shopkeeper Yang."
Tian Xiaohu, who didn't seem to be in good condition, also spoke at this time and said, "I have to go back."
"It's all nonsense! You boys and girls! It's all nonsense!"
Uncle Yang felt like his head was going to explode. However, he had no choice but to face his niece Yang Shiyi, who had red eyes in front of him and was looking at him eagerly. She was ready to take off the bracelet at any time.
"You guys really don't plan to go to Shanxi?" Uncle Yang asked, rubbing his temples.
"Don't go!"
Hu Bazhi and others, including the conscious Tian Xiaohu, asked in unison.
"And you?"
Uncle Yang asked his niece Yang Shiyi beside him.
"I..."
Yang Shiyi glanced at the three injured people lying side by side, then looked at Hu Bazhi and others, thought for a while and said, "If you don't go, I won't go. I have to go, I have to go to Shanxi, I at least have to do it myself."
They can only be sent to Guanli."
"You little girl..."
After hearing this, Uncle Yang gnashed his teeth angrily, "You don't believe me? I'm your uncle!"
"They are still my men!"
Yang Shiyi blushed and said loudly, she is not such a aggressive character, but she is a smart girl.
She knew very clearly that only if she lost all face and dignity at this moment could this uncle, whom she had just met for the first time, really help them, instead of just burying the three wounded men in a mass grave.
After taking a few deep breaths, Uncle Yang rubbed his temples tiredly, "Well, you go home with me first and kowtow to your grandma and grandpa. I'll take you with me, and we'll take care of the three of them in person."
Send it to customs..."
"I'm not going"
Tian Xiaohu said stubbornly, "I'm not seriously injured, so I won't go. Shopkeeper Yang, please do a good job and just send them two away. I won't go, I have to go back. I really have something serious to do!"
"What's your business?" Uncle Yang asked irritably.
"Fight the devil!"
Tian Xiaohu said seriously, "Fighting the Japanese is business!"
Hearing this, Uncle Yang opened his mouth, and finally said again, "Then send them both away first. Since you don't plan to go to Shanxi, if you can trust me, I will find a place to hide you first. This noise
If you yell, it won't do anyone any good if the devils are attracted here."
"Then I'll bother shopkeeper Yang," Tian Xiaohu said gratefully.
"Send them away first"
Yang Shiyi did not relent, "Send them into the customs first, and I will follow you to see grandma and grandpa. If you don't send them away, I won't see anyone!"
Before Uncle Yang said anything, Yang Shiyi suddenly took out a five-beetle that belonged to Cui Dabeard and pressed it against her chin, "They can't survive if they can't leave, I... I'll just die here
That counts!”
"Send! Send! Send them away first!"
Uncle Yang, whose ears were about to explode, was startled by the pistol at first, and then gave up the struggle completely, "You guys can hide it here for me, I'll go make arrangements right away, but you can't
Get out of the house! Keep your voice down!"
With that said, he glanced at the translucent agate bracelet on Yang Shiyi's wrist again, and left the room that made him sweat all over as if running for his life.
"Where did that gun come from?" Miss Hongxia asked in surprise.
"Uncle Cui secretly gave it to me before he left," Yang Shiyi said with a sigh of relief. Then her pink face turned red again, and she explained in a panic, "Don't misunderstand, those things just happened.
I made it all up, I'm afraid...I'm afraid..."
"Hi! It's not too late for us to thank you. Let's see who dares to laugh at you!" Hongxia girl, who was obviously the first to laugh just now, was the first to say yes.
"No! If anyone dares to laugh at you, we will tear his mouth apart for you!" the Sun sisters said.
"No one laughs at you"
Tian Xiaohu, who was also blushing, said gratefully, "In order to save us, you didn't even give up your reputation. We are only grateful, how can we laugh at you."
"Sister Shiyi"
Hu Bazhi said at this moment, "I'm going to leave now, and they'll leave it to you."
"You...what did you say?" Yang Shiyi panicked, "Now...leave now?"
"Leave early, I have to go back to fight the Japanese."
Hu Bazhi said, "Lest the Japs come to your uncle, sister Shiyi, your uncle seems to be a man of his word, so you should trust him."
"Brother Hu, can you take me with you?" Sister Hongxia said before Yang Shiyi could speak, "I also want to fight the Japanese."
"We want it too!" the Sun girl followed.
"Brother Hu, if it's convenient, please bring me with you." Tian Xiaohu pleaded, "I want to go find the captain and the others."
"this..."
Hu Bazhi looked at everyone in embarrassment, scratched the back of his head and said, "I can't take so many people with me. I'm thinking about riding a mule and going directly into the forest later. I don't even plan to bring a sledge with me. With so many of you following, I
..."
"We finally escaped to Ice City, what are you doing?"
Yang Shiyi wiped her tears and asked, "Didn't we agree to go to Shanxi together? Why do you all keep your promises?"
After a long silence, Hu Bazhi picked up a few things and threw them on his shoulders, and walked out and said, "I'm just hanging out near Langcaozi ditch."
Before he finished speaking, Hu Bazhi had already opened the door and left the shop that was filled with the scent of medicine.
"You can't leave!"
Yang Shiyi reacted and rushed to the door before Miss Hongxia left. She closed the concierge door and blocked it with her thin body. She cried and said, "You will die, you will die!"
“Good girl”
Hongxia gently took Yang Shiyi into her arms and hugged her, "I'll leave them to you to take care of them."
"You will die, you will die." Yang Shiyi choked up.
"Yeah, a lot of people will die."
Hongxia and the Sun sisters who followed behind her looked at each other and smiled, and gave an extremely cruel, yet extremely simple answer, "Maybe if we die, our parents, brothers and sisters will survive. Maybe
You can survive, and someone has to do this thing of dying."
While talking, Miss Hongxia directly picked up the slender Yang Shiyi and moved her aside. Following closely behind, the Sun sisters also opened the door.
"Stop the little tiger"
Hongxia glanced at Tian Xiaohu, who was staggering and trying to get up. She whispered instructions in Yang Shiyi's ear, then gently helped her smooth her loose hair, and then followed her out of the wooden door that blocked the wind and snow.
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In the white light rising again, Wei Ran, who could do nothing at all, watched Yang Shiyi sitting on the ground, like a helpless child, tightly hugging one of Tian Xiaohu's legs, looking at her
The cries and Tian Xiaohu's struggle were gradually swallowed up by the white light.
When the white light faded again, Wei Ran was shocked to find that he did not return to the basement of the Time Library this time, but instead entered the farm in Edelweiss's dream. At this time, he was sitting on the sofa beside the table.
Just when he was trying to look around, the metal book suddenly appeared on the table and slowly opened it, allowing the metal quill to write lines of blood-red text on that page:
act 2
Role identity: Cavalry Guardsman
Return Mission: Death Battle
No...no more?
When the white light rose, Wei Ran couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then he saw the props that could be used this time.
Among the things that appeared during this round of flipping were the anti-Japanese sword, Pelikan pen and Robert's camera bag that appeared in the previous scene, as well as the British Army P44 kettle and the Long March shoulder pole.
In addition, there are also a rowboat from Baiyangdian, three oil barrels from the North African desert, and even...the big red food box that has countless connections with the Li brothers.
In his anxious expectation, the white light gradually dissipated and his vision gradually recovered, but everything in front of him seemed to be covered with a thick layer of water vapor.
It was indeed a layer of water vapor, and the water vapor that hit the face was also mixed with the aroma of pancakes, beef offal and freshly fried spicy seeds.
"Gulu..."
Wei Ran swallowed involuntarily, and his...his stomach also began to growl.
"Xiao Wei! Add more fire!"
Just when he was in a daze, a rough voice came from the side, followed closely by a man wearing a white apron and a little white hat. He looked at a man who was over fifty years old and was holding a tray of dough with his other hand.
He also came over with a handful of shiny iron pieces.
After coming back to his senses, Wei Ran also noticed that there was a large pot in front of him, a large pot with boiling water constantly churning.
Not a cavalry? Why did you become a cook?
While Wei Ran was muttering, the uncle had already walked over and started slicing noodles with one hand flying up and down.
