Mustache did not dodge, resist, or speak, and allowed the other party to hit him on the head with a stick. Blood flowed down his face, and he did not even move. He just looked at the teenager in front of him quietly.
young man.
Although his eyes were quiet, there was an aura that made people dare not look directly at him. The teenage boy slowly lowered his head and looked at the broken wooden stick in his hand, as if he was stunned.
Blood flowed across Mustache's cheek, forcing him to squint his eyes slightly. The pain and dizziness came from the top of his head. In this dizziness, he seemed to have returned to his childhood, remembering what his father once said to him.
’s words.
His father is in good health and can lift the young Mustache very high. Mustache has a special dependence and admiration for his father. In his eyes, his father is the gentlest and kindest person in the world.
It is precisely because of his father's gentleness that Xiaozhu often feels unfair for him. Xiaozhu's mother had a bad temper when she was young. Whenever something happened, she would always yell at her husband and beat things. At this time, Xiaozhu's father
He listened to his wife's scoldings with a smile without exception, and then carefully picked up the broken things and repaired them again. He would not refute a word and never lost his temper. The young mustache hid in the corner and witnessed this scene.
, as time passed and the frequency increased, he gradually became dissatisfied with his mother.
He secretly asked his father why he didn't refute his mother's unreasonable rebuke, because it was obviously not his father's fault. His father smiled, hugged his mustache on his lap, and then told him every word.
Said these words.
"Child, you may not understand what I am telling you now. I just hope that you can keep it in your heart. Each of us may be misunderstood, misunderstood, or even abused and beaten. If one day in the future, all this
When it really happens to you, what you have to do is not to refute, but to be calm and silent. Only calmness and silence can show the difference between you and the other person, and demonstrate the nobility and dignity of your humanity. We will not scold you.
It's not that you can't scold him, and if we don't beat him, it's not that we can't beat him, because you are a dignified person."
When Mustache recalled his father's words, the young man threw away the broken wooden stick in his hand, but there were still some people around who refused to give up.
"That's enough!" Jinpu Awang never thought that Mustache would not dodge. He suddenly exerted force and overturned several people surrounding him. He lamely rushed to Mustache and threw him
He blocked himself behind and shouted to the people in front of him: "He can kill all of you with just one finger! If he said he didn't kill someone, he didn't kill him!"
"How can you prove that he didn't kill him!"
"How can you prove that he killed me!" Jinpu Awang took off his hat and patted the top of his head: "Come on! If you can't kill me, it means he is innocent!"
Mustache pulled Jin Pu Awang from behind. He wiped the blood on his face and still said to the villagers in that tone that did not show any anxiety: "I did not kill the person."
The villagers gradually became quieter, and two elders also came out to comfort them. It was not until dawn that the crowd gradually dispersed and prepared to take care of the deceased's funeral. Someone asked the mustache in detail, and from the attitude of the other party
From the looks of it, in fact, he has slowly calmed down from his anger and believed what Xiaozi said. But even so, Xiaohu felt that he could no longer stay in the village.
After explaining the situation, Xiaozi and Jinpu Awang quietly left the village and stood in the endless wilderness of mountains. He still felt at a loss because he didn't know where to go to find Jialuorong. After a while, he
Trying to calm down, I began to analyze. No matter who captured Jialuorong, whether they were pilgrims or human beings, they must have arrived here. If they came here, they would definitely set foot in the ancient ruins.
The only way to find clues is from these people, that is to say, they must go to the ancient ruins they have already walked through again.
"Are you still holding on?" Jinpu Awang looked at his face with a white mustache and patted his shoulder: "I know you won't fall, but people will always get tired."
"I can hold on, I can hold on..."
When they came to the vicinity of the ancient ruins again, the situation was indeed different. It was obvious that more than one force from the human world had come here. There were several obvious signs of fighting around the ruins, but no one could be seen. This was the time.
During the day, the situation was not favorable for Mustache. He and Jinpu Awang lurked for a long time before approaching the entrance of the ancient ruins bit by bit.
The road from the entrance to the abyss was very quiet. Even when standing on the edge of the abyss, you could not see any light or movement below. However, Mustache found more ropes hanging down, indicating that there had been many events during this period.
Few people had been in and out here. The two of them went down the most remote rope, and the light could only be turned on to the weakest. They passed the huge tree and walked to the altar. Only when Mustache noticed some noises.
The sound came from inside the altar. Although it sounded very faint from this distance, the inside of the altar must have been in chaos. Mustache wanted to capture some people alive and asked them if they had arrested anyone in the village. He and Jinpu Awang confronted each other.
I still have memories of the topography inside the altar, and I wanted to go in after a while.
But before they could take a step, the noise suddenly became much louder, and soon after, many people emerged from the door outside the altar. It was obvious that one of the two parties fighting inside the altar was exhausted.
, wanted to escape, but the other party wanted to eliminate the root cause, and immediately pursued them, and the two parties started a melee outside the altar.
Bubba…
Mustache, who was secretly hiding nearby, heard a very familiar voice, which he had heard when Lao Zhao ambushed him. Mustache originally did not intend to participate in the melee, but this voice made him unable to sit still.
It's stable. Lao Zhao is obviously an important suspect in the arrest of Jia Luorong. If he is really suspected, then no one who hangs out with him will be able to escape his involvement.
This human voice came from inside the altar. As the sound echoed around, a tall figure emerged from the altar. The figure was very tall, but very agile. At first glance, it was a difficult opponent to deal with.
Bang......
This tall figure was like a ferocious beast in the dark night. His body flashed quickly and he immediately rushed into the fighting group. He raised his hand and punched, and the fist seemed to be filled with some kind of magic power, bursting out a ball of dazzling sparks.
, and knocked a person upside down in one fell swoop.
Obviously, this was the person who made the sound. The moment after he appeared, Mustache secretly thought that based on the skill of this person after he appeared, Mustache would have to have no physical damage at all before he could have sex with the other party.
He couldn't even think about it. It wasn't because he was afraid. If Jialuorong was really captured by these people, how could he rescue them?
This tall figure was like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep. No one was his opponent, and the fleeing party was quickly beaten to pieces. Originally, there was a distance between Mustache and Jinpu Awang and the battle group.
But the people who were scattered panicked and didn't choose their way. Some ran towards them, and the pursuers behind them immediately chased after them, exposing the two people with mustaches at once.
Mustache and Jin Pu Awang each knocked down an opponent. In this brief moment, the tall figure had already rushed over, and his eyes immediately focused on Mustache and Jin Pu Awang.
This is a man about forty years old. His face is not as dark and red as many other people living in Tibetan areas. It seems that he has been in a dark place all year round and has been covered in white. There is a patch on his cheek.
The tattoos are obvious, and the light in the two eyes has an attractive aura.
The rest of the people chased each other and ran away, leaving only the tall man and Mustache facing each other. There is no doubt that this is an unpredictable and terrifying opponent. Mustache did not move.
He looked good, but there was something strange in his heart. When Lao Zhao ambushed him from behind, this terrible person must have been there. However, Mustache escaped, and only the brown hat Tibetans chased him. If it was really this person who was chasing him, Mustache
The ending is hard to predict.
The tall man stared at the mustache and moved slightly. He had many hangings on his body, which jingled. This man's aura was quite strong. Although he didn't do anything, he already put a lot of pressure on people.
"Some people are unforgivable." The tall man slowly stretched out a hand and made it into a fist, as if a ball of fire was beating and burning around his fist.
Jinpu Awang pulled his mustache back. He also saw that this person was difficult to deal with. If a fight broke out, he and Mustache would most likely suffer disaster based on their current condition.
The tall man was slowly approaching. At this distance, it was very difficult to escape. He had already regarded Mustache and Jinpu Awang as prey. He walked very slowly, as if he was deliberately giving each other
Creating psychological pressure. As he walked step by step, the air around him seemed to stop flowing, and Mustache felt strong pressure.
At this moment, the tall man who was approaching step by step suddenly stopped, and the light in his eyes suddenly increased. At the same time, the mustache also vaguely felt that there was an invisible person lurking very close to them.