MTL - Back Off, Let Me Come-Chapter 17 0: Shame (Part 1)

  Chapter 17 017: Shame (Part 1)

  Qishan's eyes swept over the eleven corpses one by one.

  He thought for a while and found no doubts.

   Simply don't want to, just copy the answer.

   "Who is 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 muttered again, 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 man may still be alive!

  Qi Shan fixed his eyes on the hands of the eleven corpses.

  The hands of these corpses are very rough, their skin is dark, and they have many calluses. Even the old mother in satin has a pair of hands that work all the year round, but these corpses do not have a pair of hands that hold pens all year round. Long-term writing with a pen will deform the knuckles, and the degree of deformation is related to the age and length of calligraphy practice. These corpses do not have such characteristics.

  But the side room they stayed in just now had several bookshelves, and there were two books, one large and one small, in front of the window. The bamboo slips on the books were for children to enlighten. If the enlightened child is Ah Yan, then where is the person who enlightened him at this moment?

  Of course, only these are not enough to prove anything. It is also possible that Mr. Enlightenment teaches children during the day and lives in his own home at night. But the bandit You Wudan who opened the door for the two of them before was wearing a brown Confucian shirt that didn't fit very well, which is interesting.

  A more likely guess is that this dress did not belong to a bandit, but its owner was 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 laughing and reminded Shen Tang.

"Mr. Shen Xiaolang, do you still remember your 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, if you are involved at the moment, once you find out, it may be a muddy cow into the sea, and you will never return. See you Draw your sword to help injustice, and take care of something when you encounter something, this is the style of a knight-errant."

  Shen Tang: "..."

   Although this statement is not pleasant, it is the truth.

  She should be hanging on now instead of wandering.

  The whole Zhuangzi has also been searched, and there is no one else alive except the two of them. Without any clues, Shen Tang had no choice but to put on his coir raincoat and bamboo hat again, and went back to Qianjia Village with Qishan. Through the rain curtain, he saw the villager who was waiting for someone at the head of the village. It just so happened that Muramasa also saw the two of them, and rushed to greet them: "The two of you can be counted back—"

  Shen Tang regretted: "We still haven't found..."

  Unexpectedly, Muramasa said, "A Yan has been found."

  Shen Tang and Qi Shan were both surprised: "Found it?"

  Qi Shan asked again: "What about others?"

  Shen Tang also asked: "Where did he go before?"

  Cun Zhengzheng was very happy for Ah Yan's safety. Seeing the enthusiasm of the two strangers, the smile on his face was even bigger.

He made a special trip to stay at the head of the village to wait for the two to come back to tell the good news: "Ah Yan was called out by his teacher earlier, and the gentleman said that he would take him away and go north to find relatives. Because of some accident, he had to leave immediately. This time Already on the road..."

  Shen Tang and Qi Shan looked at each other.

   "A Yan's teacher?"

   "What's so urgent that you have to leave overnight in the rain?"

  Muramasa didn't know either, and he couldn't ask too much.

  Shen Tang asked: "Did Ah Yan leave with him voluntarily?"

  Cunzheng said strangely: "What are you talking about, Mr. Xiaolang?"

  Shen Tang laughed awkwardly.

  Cunzheng said again: "Don't worry, that gentleman is a good person."

  Even if he is not a good person, he will not be a kidnapper. A child is worthless these days, let alone a fool with brain disease.

   Why did you go to such lengths to kidnap and sell him?

  The torrential rain has no intention of stopping.

  It is more than ten miles away from Qianjia Village.

  The red horse is running through the dense forest under the heavy rain.

   There are two people, one big and one small, on the back of the horse.

  The older one has gray hair and looks quite young. He is wearing a crescent-colored Confucian shirt, coir raincoat and bamboo hat. The younger one didn't wear any rain gear, and was holding the reins tightly with both hands.

  Look carefully, isn't this child with pursed lips and serious face the A Yan whom everyone has been looking for in the middle of the night?

   "Drive!"

  The horse's hooves fell and muddy water splashed.

  The red horse leaped out of the dense forest like a ball of flames, without the slightest hesitation, leaped two feet, and stopped after crossing the rushing stream.

   "A Yan, yes, yes..."

   A weak voice came from behind.

  A Yan controlled the steed to half-kneel, and helped the frail old man get off the horse with one hand, blood and water mixed with rainwater gathered under the old man's feet. He was unable to sit on the ground, his face was pale and blue, and his right hand was always covering the position below his right rib, and the wound kept bleeding.

  The old man took several deep breaths and took a breath to suppress the severe pain of the wound, but the blue veins on his forehead were still throbbing uncontrollably.

  A Yan looked at the old man sadly, and raised his hand to help him straighten the crooked bamboo hat. The old man pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying: "It's okay. Fortunately, I didn't enter deeply, so I shouldn't die..."

   After a while, he saw Ah Yan take out a piece of sticky caramel, the size of a thumb, stained with blood and wet by the rain, from the wet saber bag. 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 good.

  He tore off the sleeves of his clothes and pieced them together into a simple bandage to wrap around the wound. After finishing this, he stood up with Ah Yan's support, and said to himself: "Let's find a place where we can shelter from the rain first, and then go to Xiaocheng with some dry food..."

  A Yan murmured: "Xiaocheng?"

  The old man said: "Yes, go there first and then make plans."

   You can escape the chase this time, but what about the next time?

  Luck will not always patronize him, so prepare early.

   It's just a pain for the child, A Yan. At a young age, he wants to run around with this bad old man. He wanted to keep him, but—the child has his own ideas when he grows up.

  A Yan nodded: "Well, go to Xiaocheng!"

   "Does Ah Yan know where Xiaocheng is?"

   "I don't know." Ah Yan pointed at the horse, "There is a big red horse."

The old man smiled: "You are still too young, the big red horse won't last long, forcibly maintaining it will cause you a lot of burden... A Yan, put away your big red horse. The situation is better as a teacher, let's find a A shelter from the rain for the night..."

  A Yan nodded vigorously.

  It was a particularly difficult night.

  When Shen Tang woke up, the rain had stopped.

  The soil outside the house is muddy, and the potholes are full of muddy water. Villager Zheng has already packed the dry food prepared for the two of them.

   Taking advantage of the still light, Qishan decided to leave early.

  The two of them drove for an hour before they came across a roadside tea shop, so they decided to stop and rest, drink some tea and catch their breath.

  A sound of horseshoes came from far and near. There were about a hundred people, all dressed as soldiers, and a few prison cars were being escorted behind the team.

  Qi Shan glanced at him from the corner of his eye: "Don't be nervous, Mr. Shen, I'm not looking for you. This group should be Geng soldiers."

   _(:з」∠)_This chapter has been changed several times.

   I always felt that the previous plot was not going well, so I hesitated a few times and changed the person who was hunted down to Ah Yan's teacher.

  (end of this chapter)