In the hazy mist, Wei Ran looked around blankly, but was shocked to find that Luke, who had been clearly killed by him, slowly walked out of the small cave, holding a fighting dagger in one hand, and the other hand stretched out towards him.
.But there was clearly a bullet hole on his forehead that was still bleeding out with blood and brain tissue.
"Are you scared?"
Luke asked with a smile. Then, without waiting for Wei Ran's answer, he turned into Squad Leader Liang who also had a bullet hole in his forehead and was shot to death by Wei Ran. The surrounding scene also turned into the spacious cave.
.
"Are you scared?"
Squad Leader Liang asked the same question with a smile. The skin on his face and body also rotted, expanded, shrunk, and fell off at a speed visible to the naked eye, and eventually turned into white bones that could be seen almost everywhere along the way.
"Huh..." Wei Ran took a deep breath and woke up immediately. He saw the low beams above his head and smelled the unique smell of burning protein.
Subconsciously looking down at himself and then around, he realized that he was lying on a bed, but his hands were tied with leather ropes to the wooden shelf beside the bed. There was only one thread all over his body.
The British army shorts were still there, but some unknown herbal medicine was smeared on the visible wounds.
Not far away, there was a child who looked to be in his teens, but only had a piece of tattered linen around his waist. He was sitting next to the bonfire, seriously roasting a piece of paper wrapped around a stick.
catfish on.
Looking around, in this small thatched house, apart from himself and the child, there was also a brown-red red panda lying on the floor on one side of the door!
But compared to this cute little guy who was tortured until he had no friends in the future, there are too many things related to the expeditionary force hanging on the bamboo walls of this thatched house. Rifles, helmets, pistols, even broadswords, water bottles and even military boots can be described as
To name a few!
Could it be that he is a savage from the Savage Mountain?
Wei Ran forced himself to calm down and clenched his fists. Seeing that he still had strength, he quietly took out the Mauser bayonet from the metal book and easily cut the leather rope on his left wrist, and then cut it again.
The leather cord coming out of the right wrist.
After listening for a moment, Wei Ran suddenly turned over and got out of bed. Before the child could react, he had already wrapped his arms around his neck with his left hand holding the bayonet, and at the same time pressed the broad, cold but still smell of blood to the ridge of the knife.
She put her hand on his neck and covered his mouth with her other hand.
When he took control of the child, the red panda that was lying on the side of the door was frightened and stood up. However, in the end, this little guy with no fighting ability just pressed his two fat paws in embarrassment.
On the door made of bamboo slices, after sniffing hard, he took the grilled fish that slipped out of the child's hand with a bang in his mouth, slipped under the bamboo bed, stuck out his butt and started eating havoc.
.
This funny scene also made Wei Ran couldn't help but laugh, but the young man controlled by him was struggling angrily, as if he didn't care at all whether Wei Ran would kill him, but instead made the little panda even more angry.
Instead of saving him, they took away the uncooked grilled fish.
However, before Wei Ran could figure out how to communicate with the other party, a lean, shirtless man wearing a coarse cloth around his waist also walked in carrying something on a banana leaf.
After a brief eye-to-eye contact with Wei Ran, the man immediately started shouting in panic. Then he knelt down without thinking, clasped his hands and said something in a language he couldn't understand at all.
The child under Wei Ran's control finally realized the danger belatedly, so that even though Wei Ran covered his mouth, it didn't delay his wails and the tears that fell on Wei Ran's hands.
After a brief stalemate, Wei Ran sighed, and finally let go of the child in his hand, walked up to the lean man, and put a sharp bayonet on his neck.
In just a short while, a group of people came rushing over outside the open bamboo door.
But what Wei Ran never expected was that among these people not only was the young master Sehao who put on the dark red monk's robe again, but there was also a man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties, but was wearing a uniform.
The suit neither fits the scene, nor should it be used for the occasion, and should not even appear. It is a Mingqing-style official uniform. Even on his head, there is a weiran. I don’t know what to call it, but in the costume drama
I've seen almost the same thing here.
Looking at the people around him, they were all the same as the men controlled by him. They were all barefoot and had coarse cloth around their waists. A few of them were wearing coarse cloth jackets and holding bows and arrows in their hands. Their faces seemed to have unclear meanings.
tattoos.
"Master Sehao, where did Guochang and Shouzheng go?"
Wei Ran slowed down his speaking speed and asked loudly. After spending such a long time together, this little master Sehao not only learned a few commonly used Chinese words, but also could distinguish who was called by what name, and could better understand whether someone was calling someone.
He did.
Hearing this, little master Sehao immediately said something to the old man wearing "official uniform". Immediately afterwards, the old man nodded extremely politely, raised his hand to greet the people around him and took a few steps back. Even that
A few of those holding bows and arrows took off the bamboo quivers from their waists and threw them away from the distance.
Upon seeing this, Wei Ran slowly took away the Mauser bayonet in his hand, and let the lean and short man pull the child who looked quite similar to him and ran behind the old man.
At the same time, the little panda that had finished eating the grilled fish came to Wei Ran's feet with its head and tail wagging, and rose up again, holding Wei Ran's scarred thigh with both hands, sniffling and asking for
Holding food.
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This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Perhaps it was precisely because of this cute little creature’s actions that the originally tense atmosphere was broken, and several women who were watching even whispered to each other and snickered.
Before Wei Ran could pull away such a shameless but good-looking little guy, the little monk Sehao first clasped his hands towards Wei Ran, and then pointed to another bamboo and wooden stilt building not far away.
After a moment's hesitation, Wei Ran took the little panda by its collar, took it off his lap, threw it behind him, closed the bamboo door, and went downstairs to follow the young monk Sehao to the stairs of another stilted building.
Seeing the young monk cupping his hands towards him, Wei Ran walked up the steps vigilantly, bent down and got into the low door.
As soon as he entered, he smelled the unique smell of fresh herbs.
When his eyes adjusted to the slightly dim light in the room, he finally saw that Tan Shouzheng and Zhou Guochang, who were covered with injuries, were each lying on a bamboo bed. Their large and small wounds were also smeared with various kinds of paint.
Plant herbs.
Looking back at the little monk who was looking up at him quietly with his head raised, Wei Ran stepped closer to Tan Shouzheng and reached out to touch his forehead. Fortunately, his fever finally subsided.
After leaning to the other side and testing Zhou Guochang's breathing, Wei Ran finally relaxed completely. In any case, at least the two of them were alive.
"Why did you put me in a separate room with my hands tied?" After thinking about it, Wei Ran muttered in confusion, turned around and walked out of the room.
Seeing that there were only two or three steps away from the old man in "official uniform", after the old man said something, he actually bowed and gave an ancient gift that Wei Ran didn't know how to respond to.
, and then said in Chinese that was seriously off-key and stammered, "I...I'm spicy...Qingqing...Qin Hong Hong Hong, Hong Tu Tu Tu... Tosi"
As if he didn't notice Wei Ran's wide eyes, the old man added another dialect that he didn't understand.
Seeing that Wei Ran did not respond, the old man repeatedly bowed and worshiped again, saying like a repeat machine, "I ... I am embarrassed, embarrassed Qingqin ... Qin Bang toast ..."
Still talking about this, the old man once again said something very fluently behind that Wei Ran couldn't understand.
"Am I the chieftain of Da Qing Dynasty?"
Wei Ran was stunned. How many years has it been since Daqing died? What happened to Tusi? In other words, is this still Savage Mountain in 1942?
It's a pity that no matter how many questions and puzzles he has in his heart, the old man, no, the toast seems to only know this Chinese sentence like a raw melon and egg, even if he turns it over and over again.
As for the young monk Sehao who seemed to understand what he was saying, without Zhou Guochang's help in translating, the only thing he could do was look at each other with big eyes and small eyes with Wei Ran.
Thinking of this, Wei Ran could only imitate the appearance in the costume drama, and hugged the old toast master with an embarrassed look as a return gift, then turned around and walked upstairs, thinking that no matter what, he must give Zhou Guochang as soon as possible.
