Fujita Tsuyoshi was very angry and was arguing with the defenders on the city wall in Japanese. A bright car light swept behind him. A military truck drove over and stopped beside Fujita Tsuyoshi. An officer jumped out of the car and saluted Fujita Tsuyoshi.
He saluted, said a few words, and then shouted to the defenders on the tower.
Lang Shuoyang muttered: "Why are there so many kinds of languages? They all look the same but can't understand a word they speak."
Li Fei said in his ear: "If you don't understand, this official must be here to escort Watanabe out of the city."
Lang Shuoyang didn't believe it: "You don't understand Japanese, so what are you guessing?"
"What I said must be right. After listening to them talk for so long, even if you don't understand them all, you can still guess that they are inseparable. Do you think they are all as stupid as you?"
Lang Shuoyang still didn't believe that she could understand Japanese, but at this moment the city gate opened loudly. The officer stretched out his hand and asked Watanabe to get in the car. Li Fei smiled and said: "What are you doing, little handsome guy? Your sister is even better with her eyes covered."
You can see clearly. Otherwise, you can worship me as your master, I am much more powerful than your female master!"
Fujita Gang said to Lang Shuoyang: "General Hisao Tani gave us permission to leave the city. You and this little girl sit in the back carriage. Don't play any tricks. If you are caught by other imperial troops, you will die. I will take you back to Japan for actual practice."
The purpose is to save your lives, do you understand?" As he said that, he ordered his samurai to take Lang Shuoyang and Li Fei into the back of the truck, let them sit back to back, tied their hands together with ghost ropes, and then
Eight samurai holding samurai swords sat aside and guarded them.
Tsuyoshi Fujita sat next to the driver in the cab. The car started and drove out of the city gate.
The car drove all the way east, and the villages it passed were desolate, and it was difficult to see people. A few hours passed, and the road was bumpy and swaying. Several warriors huddled together and fell asleep. Seeing that the opportunity to escape had come, Lang Shuoyang tried his best to escape.
I struggled with the rope. After struggling for a few times, I realized that it was futile. The ghost rope was tougher than beef tendon, so I couldn't stop struggling.
He recited the unlocking spell silently, but it was of no use at all.
Li Fei chuckled and said: "Silly boy, don't be so awesome. Just give me a few days to cultivate myself, and it will be easy for you to escape." After speaking, she twisted her body, gently pulled her hand out of the ghost rope, and put it on the back of Lang Shuoyang's head.
It bounced up a bit and then inserted back into the rope sleeve.
Lang Shuoyang was overjoyed and said in a low voice: "It turns out you still have this ability. If you tell them they are unprepared now, let's run away."
"Why are you so anxious? I haven't recovered my skills at this time. It would be dangerous to escape. It's better to let this stupid Fujita Go protect us."
Lang Shuoyang thought the same thing. At this time, there was smoke all over the place, and it was not safe wherever he went. Even if he escaped temporarily, there was no guarantee that he would not encounter other Japanese again.
At this time, he was somewhat convinced of Li Fei. Knowing that there was a hope of escape, he was not so angry and was not so bored with Li Fei. He said: "My golden blanket is on Fujita Tsuyoshi. If I can remove it,
Once we get the gold thread blanket back, we can try to use it to make ourselves invisible and take refuge."
Li Fei said: "I hope that blanket is still useful and we can travel through time and leave this era. I don't want to stay in this smoky era."
Lang Shuoyang said: "That won't work, I still have to find Sister Zixuan and Miffel!"
Li Fei snorted softly, stopped talking, leaned on Lang Shuoyang's back, and hummed softly.
"You and me, we have so many passions, so many places, and they are as hot as fire. Take a piece of mud, twist it into you, and mold into me. Break the two of us together, mix them with water, and twist into you, and mold into me.
.I have you in the mud, and you have me in the mud. You and I were born in the same quilt, and we died in the same coffin."
The singing was soft and melodious, not like a prisoner being held captive, but clearly the girl who was having a secret affair with his lover. The Japanese samurai who were guarding them all clapped along with them.
At dawn, the car entered a city. There were Japanese soldiers guarding the city gates. All Chinese people coming and going had to be searched. Regardless of men, women, old or young, they had to let the Japanese soldiers touch them from top to bottom. Look at these.
The soldiers took the opportunity to molest some young women. Even if the women's family members were nearby, they dared not speak out. Lang Shuoyang gritted his teeth angrily, but his hands were tied, and he could do nothing despite the injustice.
Fujita Tsuyoshi's car is a military vehicle, and he has a pass, so he can enter the city without any hindrance.
Driving into the city and walking on the street, Lang Shuoyang looked down. Although it was not like Nanjing where corpses were everywhere, the passing people were trembling as if they were walking on thin ice when they saw the Japanese soldiers walking by. The bustling flow of people did not make much noise.
Quietly lifeless.
The group of people rested all morning at a post station, took a nap, ate something, and then set off eastward again. Concubine Li remained silent the whole time, recuperating her inner breath and using her energy to gather her true energy.
Fujita didn't say a few words to Lang Shuoyang. He just told him that he could take a boat instead in two days. He didn't say much, but he was still polite to Lang Shuoyang. He ate and drank with him, but Li Fei was not allowed.
Take off the blindfold.
This city is called Fulin City. When he came out of the city gate, Lang Shuoyang saw a large concentration camp, surrounded by barbed wire. Countless Chinese men were building plank roads inside, and many Japanese soldiers were patrolling back and forth with guns.
Holding a whip in his hand, when he saw someone working slowly, he would hit the workers with the whip. The workers would be beaten to raw skin and flesh. Lang Shuoyang was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Damn, we Chinese are being treated like cows and horses!
After leaving the city and walking for several hours, the sky was getting dark. As we were walking on a country dirt road, with a forest approaching in front of us, Fujita suddenly leaned out of the car window and said to the samurai in the car behind: "You guys
Please be more energetic, the terrain ahead is steep, and I can feel murderous intent ahead." The eight warriors immediately cheered up, with their hands on the hilts of their swords, standing on the carriage and looking ahead.
Li Fei smiled and said: "You should be careful. I also feel murderous intent ahead. There must be a large group of Chinese soldiers ambushing you there. Be careful that they shoot you."
As soon as these words came out, several warriors immediately lowered their bodies, turned around and looked at Li Fei's covered eyes and upturned corners of her mouth, and realized that she was playing tricks on them.
The truck entered the forest, and halfway through the journey, it suddenly heard a "pong" sound. The eight warriors were so frightened that they all fell down in the truck.
The car stopped, and the driver got out and cursed a Japanese curse. It turned out that the tire had burst.
Tsuyoshi Fujita also came down, and asked two samurai to go down and help the driver change the tire, while Tsuyoshi Fujita himself held the handle of his knife and walked around.
Concubine Li asked Lang Shuoyang: "Is this a wilderness?"
Lang Shuoyang nodded, but then he remembered that she was blindfolded and couldn't see him nodding, so he hurriedly said: "Yes, it's very desolate."
Lang Shuoyang whispered: "Then how about we escape?"
Qin Yao glanced at the few warriors in the car and knew whether they understood Chinese, so he asked in a low voice: "Your injury won't heal so fast, will it?"
"It's not all healed, but I have enough strength to escape."
"Fujita is just under the car, how can he escape?"
"I need to call some friends to help."
Lang Shuoyang was surprised: "You said you have friends here?"
"I don't know if there is one, but let's call and see." After Li Fei finished speaking, she moved her nose to loosen the blindfold, exposing her eyes, then pursed her lips, and a melodious whistle blew out, echoing in the forest.