We stared at each other, angry, sparking, ready to explode.
The two of us were more ferocious than the other, glaring at each other. I should have strangled him to death immediately. What’s amazing is that my accomplices were still able to act shamelessly as fools and mutes. No one helped me, including Brother Gui.
He was actually carefully wiping his precious machete.
I called: "Brother Ghost!"
Brother Gui, the one who respects me the most among us, took on the posture of running towards me to help me fight.
Niu Ba pulled his clothes and whispered softly: "Brother Gui?"
"Ah?" Brother Gui was discouraged when he understood what he meant. Because Na Mian Tang Shi Tang and I were quarreling like a couple, and it became natural for them to get used to it.
I have to admit that Na Miantang is more capable of acting as a leader among this group of people than I am, and the people behind him have become his die-hard loyalists.
Na Miantang looked like he was about to explode, but he suppressed it, and finally succeeded. He surrendered first, smiled and gently slapped his mouth with his hand. I laughed, and the two of us laughed together. From what we experienced yesterday to now,
How can we not resolve grudges?
Under his threats and inducements, I practiced for another half an hour before he let me go, but I missed once and missed all my shots. He was no longer angry, "Sooner or later I will become a sharpshooter."
At night, we slept together around the fire. I slept alone under a tree, and Gui Ge and Na Mian Tang were sleeping ten meters away from each other. They protected me on the left and right, and I was still very grateful.
.
In the middle of the night, I had another dream.
I found that Brother Gui and Na Miantang came back one after the other, and Na Miantang was actually injured on his foot.
Everyone wore the simplest clothes, but I still kept the skirt. I lifted up my skirt, which was the last intact piece of clothing I had. I went to the woods to untie the petticoat of the skirt. This was what I spent a day on.
This petticoat was sewn last week. Now I didn't hesitate to grab the hem of the skirt and pull it off. I even put it in my mouth and bit it until the material cracked and a long strip was torn off. I bit hard,
After biting hard, the petticoat straps finally turned into many strips in my hands. I handed these strips to Na Miantang and helped him wrap the wound.
I said in a gentle tone: "Thank you for helping us. I'll wrap up your wound."
Na Miantang's eyes sparkled mischievously.
"These words sound sweet and feminine, Maomao. You are not as domineering as you usually are. Well, as long as I treat you properly, I can turn you into a woman who is dependent on men."
I frowned and became angry again.
"I have to chop you up this time, and I won't bandage your wounds. Why should I try to be polite to you? That's what you are like."
He pulled me to sit down and grinned teasingly at her: "I just want you to tie the wound so that it doesn't bleed." I had no choice but to bandage it for him and couldn't help but smile at him.
Yes, he is a rough and cunning man, and dealing with him is dangerous, and you never know, a blunt weapon you put in his hands without warning may turn out to be a
The extremely sharp knife comes. However, no matter what, he is always exciting.
I did not become a sharpshooter. Under the envy of the other six, he gave me the gun. I put the gun on my waist and held it next to my dearest kitchen knife.
We continued to drive endlessly, and the pursuers were indeed biting us. The occasional beasts and birds coming from the woods were enough to scare us to death. Na Miantang arranged for him, Xiao Ma Liu and Ah Wu to
The donkey acted as the vanguard, which means that he walked ten meters ahead of us, that is, the vanguard was the vanguard who hit the gun with his head. Xiao Ma Liu and Ah Wu immediately looked like hapless people when they learned about this treatment.
We were numb, tired and hungry. Ergouzi walked more slowly, and Niuba, Zhutousan, Yousiji took turns carrying him.
I'm very surprised that the dignified young master Miantang knows the mountain roads better than the mountain people like Gui Ge. The messy mountain roads are really difficult to distinguish except with specially trained eyes. He is actually here.
Zhongshan Road will not lose its way. Without any markings, he will walk deep into the forest without hesitation and always find the exit.
There is less and less time to rest, and everyone is as tired as a dog.
"How far is it?" I asked Na Miantang loudly.
"It's still a little far away. Let's take a break in half an hour." Na Miantang glanced at me.
"I believe you, ghost. You told me two hours ago that it's not far away." I reminded him that this was the third time he was still a little bit close. His ears were so good that he walked back to me in three steps and two steps.
Side: "Are you complaining again?"
"I heard a whistle in the woods, and I didn't think it was like an ordinary bird. Master, I must know the truth of the matter. You are hiding it from me."
"It's okay. You were in a bad mood this morning."
I watched that guy pretending to be stupid. Not only was he mocking my emotions, but he was also mocking my intelligence and wisdom.
I deliberately said it clearly to stir up hatred: "How can you understand my mood? I find that everyone knows everything, but you make up a lie that even a three-year-old child would not believe, and treat me as a fool; do you think we are
You look down upon us as a bunch of people who are ragged, dilapidated, weak, on the verge of despair, carrying rags on their backs and wearing rags.”
Na Miantang was unmoved and laughed again: "If we are not in a hurry now, if we are suddenly hit by bandits, can you fight? We are all helpless, is it useful to mock them and spit on them?"
He blocked me to death, but I still looked at him suspiciously, "Why did you and the gangsters appear at the same time? What exactly did you do?"
Mian Tangrong looked at me defensively, quietly and seriously, causing me to look away, "Maomao, let's stop arguing, okay? I'm about to beat you. I usually don't beat women, but you
Always makes me angry."
"Hit me!" I stretched out my head, "The thing I'm carrying on my neck is called my head. Do you dare to shoot me if I hold it out for you?"
Mian Tang touched my head and my face ambiguously: "Smile, smile."
I quickly wiped away the half-bright smile on my face and said, "Only the bastard laughs!" I held his shoulders with concern, put a knee on his stomach, and then let him go, which showed that I was very angry.
He was lifeless and hunched over.
But it didn't affect the crowd of them watching, the six ponies were laughing, the three pigs were laughing, the cows were sizzling, and the four chickens were laughing - the five donkeys rushed over and shouted happily: "No!
Yes! Hitting is kissing, scolding is loving! Not hitting or kissing is not loving!"
Today, as usual, the woods were full of unusual noises. We had been free of this strange sound for two days, but now it was coming back, leaving us shuddering and uneasy. Every bird call, every bush murmur.
We were all frightened by the sound. The blind worship of the Six Little Horses made them lose their ability to judge, and they would just stand helpless beside Mian Tang and me.
Miantang's expression was no longer lazy, nor was he chatting or laughing like usual. He was in a nervous state. He looked around from time to time and looked back, his eyes showing gloom and severity. He remained silent and tense.
He walked closely against me, not in front of me as usual.
Around the afternoon, Na Miantang finally said to stop and rest for half an hour, and then he said nonchalantly to all of us that we would not take the mountain road today and take a shortcut that was easier to reach. We hurriedly drank water from the creek.
"Is someone following us?" I didn't want to talk too much nonsense to him.
"We haven't found anyone following us yet, but - I found their tracking mark, the red rope." Na Miantang hesitated, pretending to be nonchalant, covering up everything. He looked at my calm look and was stunned.
eyes. He finally made up his mind to continue speaking, his voice was very gentle.
"I have to be honest with you, Maomao. I conclude that the gangsters have discovered our traces. They may be one or two people exploring the road ahead. He did not dare to fight against all of us, so he had to leave a mark and wait for him.
The accomplices are coming, and--I suspect that their accomplices are not far from here."
"So - your injury?"
He looked at me and frowned. He was still considering whether to tell me the truth or not. He sighed, but remained silent.
"Did you kill him?" I continued to ask him, "I'm not a child, I have the right to know."
"We killed him. That's how I got injured." His voice was a little tired.
He described to me the thrilling scene last night: "Gui Ge and I saw him near where we were sleeping, and I heard him sneaking into our camp. He made almost no sound at all, and almost deceived me, like a shadow.
Standing there as if he must be a master. I fell asleep on purpose and lay motionless. Watching him walk in, I picked up the gun and prepared to shoot him if necessary."
"Then, did he come in?"
"He stepped on the wooden stick I placed before going to bed, and then Brother Gui woke up. Brother Gui impulsively went up to him. The man turned around and ran into the woods. Brother Gui was led into the woods by him. I followed them."
"Leave us here," I complained to him, "You say you are a master, what if you two are killed? It's too stupid to take risks, why don't you call me? I can help you too."
"When they arrived in the woods, the man and Gui Ge were already wrestling on the ground, fighting each other. He slammed Gui Ge's wrist down on a rock and tried to stab him with a knife," Na Miantang said.
Then he said, interrupting me. "It was getting dark at this time. Although I had a gun, I didn't dare to shoot for fear of alerting his accomplices. I fought with him and found out that he was the Thirteen Taibao in the Jianghu.
One of black, gray and white is impermanent."
"Then, Brother Gui suffered internal injuries, and I pounced on him. He was very strong, and he slammed my wrist on a stone, pressing it so hard that he pulled out the knife and stabbed my hand. I pushed it hard
He fell over and threw him with his own knife. He was wounded and ran away, and I could not kill him."