imperial psychologist

Chapter 660 I'm Better at Running

It was getting dusk, and the "seven or eight li" smoke road in the mouth of the travelers was almost completed at dusk.

The team stopped to rest and changed shifts again.Those who drove the car for a whole day went back to rest on top of the grain car, and changed it again tomorrow morning.

Bo Ling jumped out of the car and sat with Li Yiru and Mu Cheng who were already sitting beside the car.

Li Yiru had cotton stuffed in his ears, and his complexion seemed worse than during the day.

"Does it work, this?" Bo Ling pointed to his ear.

Li Yiru shook his head.

"Usually it works," the boy sighed weakly, "but it's so noisy, especially at noon, it's so noisy that I'm getting a headache now."

"... What did you hear?"

"I don't know how to say it..." Li Yiru crossed his arms with both hands, "Ah, just thinking about it makes me uncomfortable."

"The smell of smoke doesn't smell right either." Mu Cheng whispered beside him, "It's not crop straw, it's more like quarrying and smelting."

"I also heard people talking about this during the day."

Berlin repeated the conversation he had heard.

"That's right, that makes sense." Mu Cheng looked towards the tail of the grain team, "I'm also wondering today, we walked down this road... We didn't meet any other passers-by along the way. Huizhou and Although the number of merchants traveling between Jiangzhou has decreased in the past few years, it is not impossible to run into any one of them."

"Ah..." The dry food in Li Yiru's hand fell to the ground, and he covered his ears with both hands, "It's started again!"

"What started again?"

"That voice." Li Yiru bent down.

Bo Ling and Mu Cheng held their breath, listening intently to the sounds in the distance—but the torches were burning all around, the low neighing of horses, and the laughter of people...

Other than that, Bo Ling and Mu Cheng heard nothing.

Just as Bai Ling and Mu Cheng were at a loss, three burly young men stood in front of them.

Mu Cheng raised his head and looked at the three people, "Are you...?"

"Old Xu calls you over," one of them raised his thumb and pointed in the direction of the rear of the car, "It's our turn here! Hurry up!"

Mu Cheng glanced at their directions, "Where is Old Xu?"

"The last car!" The visitor was not very polite, "Where the hell can it be? Isn't Lao Xu always watching from behind?"

Mu Cheng nodded, "Don't worry about it for a while, when we finish eating—"

Before he finished speaking, several visitors had noticed Li Yiru who was squatting on the ground.

"What the hell are you covering your ears when I'm talking to you?" The young man became angry, "I tell you guys to go over now! Can't you understand people's words?"

Li Yiru was about to forcefully stand up, but the other side had already kicked him, and the young man instinctively blocked the door with his hands—but the other side hadn't settled down for a long time.

He opened his eyes hesitantly, and saw that Mucheng had already picked up the man's collar with one hand, and carried him to the side like a rabbit.

The young man hanging in mid-air kicked his feet in vain, and let out a series of "ehhhhhhhhhhh—?"

"Don't be so angry when you go out." Mu Cheng threw him on the ground with a cold face, and then clapped his hands, "You should be more polite to people."

Li Yiru breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can you go?" Bo Ling looked at Li Yiru.

"Yes." Li Yiru nodded, "I feel that the voice is a little softer now."

The three of them walked towards the end of the grain team together.

"You should get in the car and rest at the end of the car later." Mu Cheng lifted Li Yiru's shoulder, "After this period, you can find a secluded place when you get to Jiangzhou."

"Yes." Li Yiru nodded, "Thank you, Brother Mu."

"polite."

Bo Ling looked back from time to time, and the three young men were already sitting in their previous seats.

"It seems that this old Xu's words are quite powerful," Bai Ling said softly, "If you get close to the people below, you can talk to the head of the escort."

"En." Mu Cheng responded, "Let's proceed carefully."

Bo Ling glanced at Mu Cheng again, "By the way, like the situation at the gate of the city last night, if Old Xu didn't save us, would Brother Mu be sure to break out?"

"It's hard to say." Mu Cheng looked forward and said in a low voice, "If it's just me, maybe it can be done, but if it takes a long time..."

"If you encounter that kind of situation again today... you two can run away by yourself," Li Yiru said with difficulty, "I'm fine if I'm arrested by the government... At most... I'll just go home and get beaten up."

"Let's not mention this for now," Mu Cheng looked past Li Yiru and looked at Bai Ling, "What about you?"

"I can't beat it," Bo Ling said softly, "There are spearmen and archers on the city wall...I'm not very good at dealing with this kind of situation."

"Then what are you good at?"

"I'm better at running." Bo Ling replied, "I'm better at short distances and long distances."

The pale Li Yiru laughed.

They quickly found where Xu was—but not at the end of the team, but at the fourth and fifth cars from the bottom.

As night falls, the moon rises in the east.

The moon travels through the clouds, and the earth is flickering.

The convoy walked forward for another half an hour. Taking advantage of the time when the grain team was drawing water, Lao Xu led a team of seven to inspect the condition of the last ten grain trucks.

When the food team set off again in the dark, Lao Xu disappeared.

The people in the middle thought he had gone to the end, and the people at the end thought he was still ahead. In the dim torches, no one noticed that some companions had completely disappeared.

At this moment, the three of Bo Ling were flying eastward with Lao Xu and his companions.

They also gradually heard some noises—it sounded like a big hammer hitting an iron cone, but this didn't seem to be the cause of Li Yiru's pain.

The smoke and dust all around was getting heavier and heavier, Lao Xu stopped on the way and distributed wet cloth covers to everyone.

Everyone listened to Lao Xu's command and stopped and stopped on the way forward.

Along the way, Li Yiru and Mu Cheng understood what Bai Ling meant by "good at running".

Once it appeared, the voice that tortured the young man disappeared for a long time. Whenever it appeared again, Bo Ling ran forward with Li Yiru on his back.

During the period, Mu Cheng alternated with Bo Ling several times, but finally gave up. He is not an endurance player. In this smoky environment, the consumption caused by long-term running with heavy loads is almost visible to the naked eye.

But Bo Ling has been running until now, although he is also sweating profusely, but his breath has never been disturbed.

"Songqing...you can let me down." Li Yiru whispered on Bo Ling's back.

"Has that voice disappeared?" Burling asked.

"No...but I think...now it doesn't sound as...uncomfortable as before." Li Yiru said in a low voice, "I should...be able to keep up with you now."

"Then you can store up your energy for a while." Bai Ling whispered, "I don't know what Lao Xu wants us to do in a while, you should gather your energy and store up your energy, just in case."

(End of this chapter)