Qishan's eyes swept over the eleven corpses one by one.
He thought about it for a while and found no doubts.
I simply didn’t want to and just copied the answer directly.
"Who's missing?"
"A man." After Shen Tang answered, he added some details, "A man about seven feet four inches tall."
"A man about seven feet four inches?"
Qi Shan murmured once, and a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind.
He knew who Shen Tang was talking about!
"Yes, there is indeed such a person missing."
This person may still be alive!
Qi Shan fixed his gaze on the hands of the eleven corpses.
The hands of these corpses are rough, with dark skin and many calluses. Even the old lady wearing silk and satin has a pair of hands that have been working all year round, but among these corpses there is only one pair of hands that has been writing all year round. Long-term writing sessions
The knuckles are deformed, and the degree of deformation is related to the age and length of calligraphy practice. There is no such feature on the hands of these corpses.
But the side room where they were staying just now had several bookshelves, and in front of the window were two bookcases, one large and one small. The bamboo slips on the bookcases were for the enlightenment of children. If the enlightened child is Ayan, then the person who enlightens him,
Where are you at this moment?
Of course, these alone are not enough to prove anything. It is possible that Mr. Enlightenment teaches children during the day and goes back to his own house to live at night. However, the bandit who opened the door to the two of them before was courageous but wore a brown Confucian shirt that did not fit well.
Interesting.
The most likely guess is that this piece of clothing does not belong to a bandit, but that its owner is the gentleman who enlightened the child.
Qi Shan said: "Then what? What's the use of finding it?"
Shen Tang said: "At least I can know some inside information."
Qi Shan couldn't help but laugh and reminded Shen Tang.
"Does Mr. Shen Xiaolang still remember his identity at this time? Not to mention that this matter has nothing to do with you, even if it has something to do with you, you are involved now. Once it is investigated, you may be gone forever.
When the road is rough, draw your sword to help, and take care of anything when something happens. This is the way of a knight-errant and a wealthy person."
Shen Tang: "..."
Although this doesn't sound good, it's the truth.
She should be clinging to it right now instead of being frivolous.
The entire Zhuangzi was searched, but there was no one alive except the two of them. With no clues, Shen Tang had no choice but to put on his raincoat and bamboo hat again, and returned to Qianjia Village with Qi Shan. Through the rain curtain, he saw the villagers waiting at the head of the village.
Masaru. It happened that Muramasa also saw the two of them and hurriedly came to greet them: "You two are finally back——"
Shen Tang regretted: "We still haven't found it..."
Unexpectedly, Muramasa said: "Ayan has been found."
Shen Tang and Qi Shan were both surprised: "Found it?"
Qishan asked again: "Where are the others?"
Shen Tang also asked: "Where did he go before?"
Muramasa was happy that Ayan was safe. Seeing the two strangers being so enthusiastic, the smile on his face became even brighter.
He made a special trip to stay at the head of the village and wait for the two men to come back to tell them the good news: "Ayan was called out by his teacher earlier, and the gentleman said he would take him away to go north to find his relatives. Because something unexpected happened, he had to leave immediately. This time Already on the road..."
Shen Tang and Qi Shan looked at each other.
"Ayan's teacher?"
"Why is it so urgent that you have to set off overnight in the rain?"
Muramasa doesn't know either, and it's hard for him to ask too much.
Shen Tang asked: "Ayan left with him voluntarily?"
Muramasa asked strangely: "What are you talking about, Xiaolang-kun?"
Shen Tang laughed awkwardly.
Muramasa added: "Don't worry, that gentleman is a good person."
Even if he is not a good person, he is not a kidnapper. Children these days are worthless, let alone a stupid one with a brain disease.
Why go to all the trouble to abduct him?
This heavy rain showed no sign of stopping.
Qianjia Village is more than ten miles away.
The horse, all red in color, shuttled through the dense forest despite the heavy rain.
There were two people, one large and one small, on the back of the horse.
The older one had gray hair and looked quite young. He was wearing a crescent-colored Confucian shirt, a raincoat and a bamboo hat. The younger one didn't bring any rain gear and was holding on to the reins with both hands.
Look carefully, isn't this child with pursed lips and a serious expression the same as Ayan who everyone has been looking for in the middle of the night?
"drive!"
The horse's hooves fell and mud and water splashed.
The red horse jumped out of the dense forest like a ball of flame. Without any hesitation, it jumped two feet and crossed the rushing stream before stopping.
"Ayan, yes, it's okay..."
A weak voice came from behind.
Ayan controlled the horse to half kneel, and helped the weak old man to get off the horse with one hand. Blood and water mixed with rain gathered at the old man's feet. He sat on the ground helplessly, his face white and green, and his right hand was always covering the lower part of his right rib, and the wound There is constant blood flowing out.
The old man took several deep breaths to calm down and suppress the severe pain of the wound, but the veins on his forehead were still beating uncontrollably.
Ayan looked at the old man sadly, raised his hand to help him straighten the crooked bamboo hat, and the old man smiled uglier than crying: "It's okay, luckily it's not deep, so he probably won't die..."
After a while, he saw Ayan take out a thumb-sized piece of sticky candy from the wet pouch, stained with blood and wet by rain, and most of it had melted away. He handed it to the old man's mouth and said: "Teacher, eat."
The old man smiled and did not refuse.
The taste of caramel is really not that good.
He tore off the sleeves of his clothes and pieced together a simple bandage to wrap around the wound. After doing this, he stood up with Ayan's help and said to himself: "Let's find a place to shelter from the rain first, and then go Replenish some dry food and go to Xiaocheng..."
Ayan murmured: "Xiaocheng?"
The old man said: "Yes, go there first and then make plans."
I was able to escape the chase this time, but what about next time?
Luck will not always come to him, so he must prepare in advance.
It's just a pain for the child Ayan. At such a young age, he has to run for his life with this bad old man. I wanted to keep him here, but - the child has his own ideas when he grows up.
Ayan nodded: "Well, let's go to Xiaocheng!"
"Does Ayan know where Xiaocheng is?"
"I don't know." Ayan pointed to the horse, "There is a big red horse."
The old man couldn't help laughing: "You are still too young. The big red horse will not last long. Forcibly maintaining it will cause a big burden on you... Ayan, put your big red horse away. The teacher's situation is better, let's find him first.
A place to take shelter from the rain for a night..."
Ayan nodded vigorously.
This night was extremely difficult.
When Shen Tang woke up, the rain had stopped.
The soil outside the house was muddy, with potholes filled with mud and water. Muramasa had already packed the dry food he had prepared for the two of them.
While the sun was still not bright, Qi Shan decided to set off early.
The two of them drove for an hour before they came across a roadside tea shop, and decided to stop and have a rest, drink some tea and take a breather.
The sound of horse hoofbeats came from far and near. There were about a hundred people, all dressed as soldiers, and several prison cars were escorted behind the team.
Qishan glanced out of the corner of his eye and said, "Don't be nervous, Mr. Shen Xiaolang, I'm not looking for you. This group should be Geng Kingdom soldiers."