He gnashed his teeth with hatred! Enemies really met on a narrow road! He unexpectedly met his old rival here!
He remained calm, slowly turned around, and walked back. Under the cover of the fleeing crowd, he ducked down as if he was sick, quickly ducked to the side of the road, and then hid in the bushes.
Through the branches and leaves, he saw the guy named Qiang Hu, searching for him in the crowd! Damn it, he almost fell into the hands of these old rivals!
Kawakami understood that he had come to the end of this road! He had no other choice but to go into the mountains!
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However, once Kawakami entered the mountain, although he escaped the most dangerous person, he encountered another danger that was difficult to solve!
No one has a porridge shed in the mountains! Not only is he hungry, he may even starve to death!
On the first day, he walked very fast. He could identify the direction, as long as he walked west! As he walked on the road, he kept looking around. Not to avoid enemies, but to find everything to eat!
Fortunately, he found a wild persimmon tree, and there were still two persimmons from last year on the tree. The persimmons were already ripe, and after a winter of wind and sun, they seemed to have shriveled. But they were red and attractive.
The ground hangs on the branches.
As soon as he shook the wild persimmon tree, a persimmon fell down. He didn't catch it, and the ripe persimmon smashed to pieces on the ground! He didn't care about this, lying on the ground like a dog, licking the smashed persimmon.
He looked up at the only remaining persimmon on the tree and had to think about how to catch it.
He untied the luggage roll and spread the quilt under the tree. He kicked the tree trunk. But the unlucky persimmon swayed and refused to fall. He kicked it a few more times, but it refused to fall.
Come down.
Kawakami felt that his eyes were in chaos, as if the surrounding mountains and trees were shaking. He bent down and tried to let the blood return to his head. At this time, the persimmon fell on the quilt like a puddle of dog shit.
He pounced on it and licked it like a dog again. He licked it cleanly and even ate the skin of the persimmon.
He sat down and looked around blankly, hoping to find another persimmon tree like this. But there was no one.
He put the radio in the quilt and bundled it up again. He picked up his luggage and continued walking west.
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In the next few days, his memory was a little blurry. He never ate anything again. He occasionally drank a few sips of water in the creek, then carried his luggage and continued walking westward.
At night, he unpacked his luggage, wrapped the quilt around him, and fell asleep in a daze.
When the sun was dazzling, he got up with difficulty, bundled his luggage again, and continued walking forward.
He could no longer look around because he was too weak to even raise his head!
His last memory was of the earth rushing towards him and the branches hitting him in the face like a whip.
His last feeling was that it was all over! There would be no tomorrow!
But in the deepest part of his brain, there seemed to be some feeling left.
The blurry Teacher Sato roared at him, possibly ordering him to get up! He vaguely saw Teacher Sato's mouth moving, but could not hear his voice. He hoped that Teacher Sato could see his appearance clearly and know his current situation!
There was another burst of confusion before his eyes, and after a flash like a kaleidoscope, he vaguely saw the transformed Qiu Jin leaning towards him, the sarcastic smile on her face swaying like water waves.
She swayed like a willow in the wind, raised a spoon to him, and put it to his lips.
He felt the warmth of the spoon and even smelled the aroma of porridge. He instinctively opened his mouth, and a fragrant and slightly sticky substance flowed into his mouth. He guessed it was porridge. He was very hungry, so he tried his best to Swallowed it hard.
He lost consciousness again and fell into the darkness around him.
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When Kawakami felt something again, he saw the warm spoon again. He opened his mouth again and swallowed the warm and fragrant porridge in the spoon. After that, he saw a thick, dark and old face behind the spoon.
Thank God! He's not Akitsu!
Kawakami's heart was filled with gratitude. He was grateful to this old-looking man for saving him.
In the next day, the old man brought him a bowl of porridge almost every hour. At first, the old man fed him to drink. Later, he was able to drink from the bowl by himself.
"Fleeing?" the old man asked as he watched him drink porridge.
"Yes." He just drank the porridge from the bowl and answered simply.
"Where to go?"
"I want to go to Wuhan and join a relative."
"Why are you walking in the mountains? Walk along the road and there will be people giving porridge."
"I'm lost, that's all I can do." He swallowed and smiled at the old man, "I'm stupid, right?"
The old man smiled and nodded and said no more.
That night, the old man finally gave him a dry meal. He saw the old man take down the basket hanging on the beam, take out a pancake and hand it to him. He also took out a pickle dumpling from another bowl.
Kawakami kept nodding to the old man and kept saying: "Thank you, thank you."
He held the pancake and pickle lumps in both hands and ate like a wolf, one bite after another. The pancake was very dry and hard, and if any crumbs fell, he would pick it up and stuff it into his mouth.
The old man said: "You eat more slowly, there is still more."
Kawakami stopped talking and asked, "What's the date today?"
The old man said: "It's the twenty-eighth of the first lunar month."
Kawakami raised his head and looked at him with some confusion.
The old man asked: "What?"
Only then did Kawakami slowly remember that the twenty-eighth day of the first lunar month, converted to the Gregorian calendar, was the twenty-seventh day of February. He had been walking for six full days since he entered the mountain! Time flies so fast! The teacher may be impatient! He guessed so.
He put his legs down from the bed, but there was only one shoe on the ground. He looked up at the old man, "My shoe?"
The old man said: "When I carried you back, I only saw that you had one shoe. Maybe it fell on the ground halfway."
He got up and walked to a broken box, rummaged around for a while, and took out a pair of cloth shoes. He walked back and said, "My son wore them. He has big feet, so I'm afraid you can't wear them. That's all."
Without saying a word, Kawakami took the shoes and put them on his feet. They were a little tight, so they had to make do.
He bowed to the old man and said, "Uncle, thank you for saving me. I'm leaving."
The old man said: "You will feel better if you rest for two more days. It will be nothing if you stay for another two days."
Kawakami picked up his luggage from the corner, put it on his shoulders, and said, "Uncle, please excuse me, I'd better go."
The old man sent Kawakami to the door and said, "Go straight along the path, then along the ravine to the south, and you'll find the highway. Oh my, if you stay here for two more days, you're still weak."
Kawakami turned around and bowed to the old man again, "Thank you very much. Thank you."
He straightened up and when he turned around, he raised his wrist and waved at the old man's neck.
The old man said "Oh", took two steps back, bumped his body against the door frame, and fell down softly.
He knocked over the bamboo basket at the door, and the hot red peppers spilled all over the floor like blood.
He covered his neck with one hand, stared at Kawakami in shock, and kicked his feet up and down.
Kawakami paused for a moment, then turned back to the house. He took off the basket from the beam, put the only two pancakes in it into his arms, and walked straight away, never looking at the old man again.
He just muttered in his mouth: "I'm sorry, uncle, after breaking five, there are no taboos! Today is the 28th day of the lunar calendar! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Kawakami walked along the path down the mountain.
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The twenty-eighth day of the first lunar month is also the twenty-seventh day of the second month in the Gregorian calendar.
The next morning, Chen Zifeng and others found the dead ranger on the mountain.
The small wound on Lin Ren's neck aroused their alarm. Did Kawakami really arrive in Wuhan?
They drove all the way to Wuhan and kept asking questions along the way. Finally, in the evening of that day, Chen Zifeng led his brothers to the investigation office of the Security Headquarters on Yunqiao Road in Wuhan.
The truck stopped in front of the front door of the two-story building.
Chen Zifeng jumped out of the truck and stretched hard. At this time, Qiao Yanfang jumped out of the cab like a civet cat, pulled him aside, and stared at him with alert eyes.
She twisted her lips and said, "Zifeng, have you thought clearly? What will happen if we go in?"
At this time, Xiao Ancheng and Qiang Hu also came over. As soon as they saw Qiao Yanfang's face, they guessed what she meant.
Only Leng Yue stood by the car in the distance, looking at them with cold eyes. She didn't even bother to come over!
Chen Zifeng grinned at the people around him, and his scalp felt numb, as if he had been electrocuted.
"I wonder if Luo Jiang is here?" He tilted his mouth toward the upstairs.
"Whether he is here or not, we will have to see him sooner or later! There is no way to escape!" Qiao Yanfang still whispered, looking very scared.
"Then there's nothing we can do. There's a mountain of swords and a sea of fire inside, so we have to jump in!" Chen Zifeng said in a low voice.
"I mean, what attitude should we have! Damn it, we have already broken up with him! We can't kneel down and beg him! That would be too frustrating!"
"Xiao Qiao, we are under his control! If we conflict with him again, will we have a good life in the future?"
"Let me tell you, Chen Zifeng, if he dares to show his teeth to me, I will never be polite to him!"
"Stop causing trouble for me! What time is it now!" Chen Zifeng said harshly, but his scalp was still numb!
As soon as he turned around and saw Xiao Ancheng next to him, he said, "An thief, tell me! What's going on!"
Xiao Ancheng looked around and whispered: "I think, let's go up together. Call Leng Yue and let's go together."
Qiao Yanfang looked at him, showed a strange smile, and said slyly: "Brother, you are getting more and more cunning now! At least he won't say harsh words to Leng Yue! Okay! Let's go!
Come up together!"
As she spoke, she turned around and walked to Leng Yue, as if she was afraid she would run away, took her arm, then turned back and waved to Chen Zifeng and others.
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Following the instructions of the sentry at the door, Chen Zifeng and others quickly found Luo Jiang's office on the second floor.
He straightened his military uniform and motioned to the people around him to straighten it as well. Then he raised his hand and knocked on the door gently.