For the first time, Mustache felt a little dizzy. He had experienced a lot and took many things very lightly. However, Jialuorong, this elf-like Tibetan girl, had already lived in his heart invisibly.
He is also a human being, and there are people he cannot let go of. No one can explain clearly, not even himself, how much Jia Luorong holds in his heart.
But he could clearly feel that when the hostess personally said that Jialuorong was missing, he seemed to have lost the most precious thing in his life, and the sky above his head became gloomy and gray.
"I don't know either, I don't know how she disappeared..." Seeing Jin Pu Awang's anxious expression, the hostess also looked very helpless and scared. She waved her hands quickly and took a step back involuntarily.
.
"Isn't she living next to you! How could you not know!" Jinpu Awang knew that the most important doomsday prophecy in the big event was hidden in the consciousness seeds in Jialuorong's mind, and he could see that this
The importance of mustaches to Tibetan girls is because at this moment, the calm eyes of mustaches seemed to be covered with a layer of gray fog.
"Don't be like this." Mustache's body shook invisibly, but he quickly stood firm, stopped Jinpu Awang, and asked the hostess to explain the matter slowly.
The hostess adjusted her mood and began to talk intermittently. Jialuorong lived in the house next to them. She was very sensible and never caused trouble to anyone. The only thing she did every day was to stand at the door.
Looking outside, hoping to see the return figure of Mustache.
It happened last night. There was no electricity in the village, and there were no entertainment activities. After nightfall, every household closed its doors and began to sleep. Everything happened in silence. The host and hostess in their sleep did not notice any sound at all, but
When they got up this morning, they found that Jialuorong was missing and there was nothing missing in the house. The male owner was restless and felt that it was his fault. At that time, he called some people in the village to look for him nearby.
Haven't come back now.
Mustache walked to Jia Luorong's room in a few steps. When he opened the door, he saw that there were some equipment in the room that he and Jinpu Awang could not use for the time being. The room was generally tidy, but upon closer inspection,
You will find very slight traces of struggle. Xiao Hui once again felt that his eyes were darkening. According to his judgment, Jia Luorong could not have run away alone. She was quietly sneaked into the village and then captured.
The person who captured her may be one person or a group of people, but at least there are very powerful masters among these people. They can capture Jialuorong without alerting the host and hostess who are nearby. Mustache is never impatient when doing things, but this
Once, he couldn't wait even a minute longer.
"The person who is looking for her will definitely come back before dark. You can wait." The hostess became more and more uneasy when she saw Mustache's behavior.
"You stay here." Mustache turned to Jinpu Awang and said, "I'll go out and look for you."
"Can you handle it alone..."
Before Jinpu Awang finished speaking, Mustache had already turned around and left the village quickly. Although he walked very fast, he had no target, and there were no clues in the house. The surrounding area was very large, and he could only
Look for it blindly.
This kind of search will make people more and more anxious. It has been more than ten hours since the incident happened. From which direction will those who captured Jialuorong leave? Are they pilgrims? The human world? Or the Saber Corps?
And at this time, that person who looked very much like Wei Tian could not help but appear in Xiaozi's mind. There was no doubt that he was a very mysterious person, and it was impossible to guess a single thing about him.
But no matter who captures Jia Luorong, it will be a fatal blow to Mustache. When the emotions of a very cold person are melted by a certain person, then invisibly, many things about him will follow.
If it changes, it may become fragile and have shortcomings.
Mustache had no clear direction, and he was the only one looking for it. He silently chose a direction and walked all the way. The wound on his chest had not healed yet, but he walked as if he was desperate. He walked
Not too fast, I was looking around carefully all the way to see if there were any useful clues.
However, this search was obviously in vain. The people who captured Jialuorong were very good at it and did not leave any clues. When Xiaohu walked almost a kilometer in this direction, he suddenly saw what Lao Zhao was doing.
The mark left behind is very special, and the mustache can recognize it at a glance.
At this point in the human world, since Old Zhao has appeared, the Saber Regiment must have reorganized its team and come to the vicinity. Mustache already felt that it was very difficult to search alone. When he saw the mark left by Old Zhao, he felt like a lonely man
He suddenly spotted his companion, thought about it briefly, and immediately walked in the direction indicated by the mark left by Lao Zhao, wanting to meet up with Lao Zhao first to see if he could be of any help.
The location of Lao Zhao is not very far from the village. In about half an hour, Mustache found Lao Zhao and Duoji who were hiding. Lao Zhao was still the same, but Duoji was different. He was hit hard in the Hexagonal Wooden Building.
, has not recovered until now. When the two sides met, Lao Zhao briefly introduced some situations, but he said that the Saber Regiment was almost wiped out and suffered heavy losses, so this time the team organized more rigorous operations, and he could not figure it out.
There are too many situations.
Lao Zhao shook his head as he spoke, indicating that there was nothing he could do this time. Duoji was still huddled in the big robe, only showing a dark and thin face, coughing constantly. But Mustache no longer cared about this at this time, and he immediately and
Lao Zhao told the story about Jialuorong's disappearance and asked if it was someone from the Saber Regiment who did it.
"It's hard to say." Old Zhao shook his head again: "After the death of the army, the Germans are completely in charge of everything in the team. I can't possibly know what they are sending people out to do."
"Help me look for it, we'll look for it separately."
A lot of time had passed since the incident, and Xiaozhu knew that the chance of finding Jialuorong so easily was definitely slim, but he didn't want to give up, and he couldn't give up.
"I'm afraid not." Lao Zhao smacked his lips regretfully and said, "Lao Duoji and I have been waiting here for a while, just to meet you and exchange information. We have to return to the team soon. The Germans are very vigilant now.
, everyone doubts that it is not so convenient for Lao Duoji to come in and out."
"Okay." Mustache felt a little disappointed, but he suppressed his emotions and told Lao Zhao to let them return to the team. After that, the two parties communicated with each other using markers.
The mustache did not stop. He took a deep breath, turned around and walked in the other direction. Originally, he was walking very fast. Although he knew there was little hope, he still wanted to fight for every second he could, but when
When he walked out for about ten meters, he suddenly felt something strange.
Rather than saying it is a strange thing, it is actually more of a danger. If there is a very strange person behind him, lurking in the dark, it may be difficult for the mustache to detect it, but he and Lao Zhao are very familiar, and it is this kind of familiarity.
, making his premonition more acute.
He stopped immediately and turned around slowly. When he turned around, his eyes were filled with an indescribable emotion. He couldn't explain this emotion clearly. He didn't know what it was.
Surprised, angry, puzzled, or something else.
Lao Zhao held a gun in his hand and pointed it at his mustache. Duoji stood behind Lao Zhao, coughing and coughing. There was no expression on their faces, and they were as stiff as two stones.
Mustache looked at Lao Zhao with a questioning look. Is this person Lao Zhao? Is he the Lao Zhao who grew up with Mustache? If he was really Lao Zhao, how could he raise his hand to Mustache?
gun?
"People will change." Mustache didn't have much anger. Such a blow could be said to make things worse. Although he was not angry, there was a sadness in his tone, like a hero abandoned by the world, at the end of the road.
Saying final farewell to former companions: "You are no exception."
It was just a simple sentence, but it contained all the emotions of Mustache. With this sentence, Mustache recalled the days when he and Lao Zhao practiced martial arts, played, chatted, and slapped together when they were young.
He doesn't have many friends, and those who can get into his heart are absolutely trustworthy. Just because he has no friends, there is no betrayal. These two words have never been in Mustache's dictionary.
Once, he secretly regretted Wei Tian, feeling that he was too naive, too immature, too weak, and too sensitive to interference from the outside world and from others. Wei Tian was in pain because of others' betrayal, and he wanted to die in pain. This
In the eyes of Mustache at the time, it was completely incomprehensible.
However, at this moment, he finally felt the pain. When a person has just lost his most beloved woman and was betrayed by his best friend and partner, who can understand his feelings?
Mustache suddenly wanted to cry. He felt that he had lost everything in an instant. There was nothing left, including his heart, which was empty.
Lao Zhao still showed no expression, pointing the gun at Mustache, but when he saw Mustache's expression, the hand holding the gun trembled slightly.