Farming in space: the struggle of peasant girls

Chapter 50 050 Long knife and jade pendant

Mu Yu watched Yang Erlang get closer to the boulder, feeling nervous and anxious, especially when half of his figure disappeared behind the boulder and stopped still.

That should be talking to the man in black.

In fact, she wanted to do it herself, and let her directly negotiate with the man in black, but Yang Erlang disagreed.

Moreover, her face was too obvious, even if she couldn't cover it completely, it was really difficult to show her face, so she had to give up this idea.

This matter is not difficult to say, Yang Erlang promised to do what she said, and it is not necessary for her to go in person.

She stared at the figure of Yang Erlang behind the boulder, observed his movements, and secretly judged how far the matter had progressed.

The distance was neither far nor close, and the voices of the two of them were low, so naturally they couldn't hear anything.

Everything can only be guessed, or, wait for Yang Erlang to come back and tell her.

……

Yang Erlang walked to the boulder and carefully looked at the man in black.

The man in black was still lying there with his eyes closed as he had seen a few days ago, holding a bloody long knife in his hand.

This time he leaned closer than the previous few times, and the distance between the two was only ten feet.

He smelled a strong bloody smell, and it should take a few days for the blood to dry up and the smell would fade away. The strong bloody smell now only shows that this person has deep wounds that are still bleeding.

The man's face was covered by a black cloth, and the upper half of his face exposed by the lining was even whiter, and the whiteness didn't quite look like a man's face.

Yang Erlang frowned, trying to pick up the cloth towel with the wooden stick in his hand.

When the stick was about to brush the man in black's face, the man in black suddenly opened his eyes.

This person's skin was abnormally white, his eyebrows were narrow and long, but his pupils were pitch black. It should have been a soft and beautiful face, but when it appeared on this person, it appeared sharp and sharp for no reason.

It's just that this person's current situation, this sharpness is much weaker.

Yang Erlang is not afraid of him, as long as this person can move, he will not stay here for so many days.

The sharpness that this person forced when he opened his eyes gradually dissipated after he looked at Yang Erlang, and his eyes stayed on the cloth strip on Yang Erlang's face for a long time.

If you intend to kill someone, you don't need to cover your face, since dead people can't speak anyway.

Moreover, he is a killer, and he can tell the depth of Yang Erlang with just one glance.

Not enemies, not officers and soldiers, just beggars who don't intend to kill people and want to get some benefits.

The two looked at each other and judged, but they didn't move for a while.

In the end, it was Yang Erlang who broke the deadlock first.

"You're dying..."

……

Mu Yu didn't know what kind of suffocating conversation Yang Erlang had with the black-clothed killer, she only felt that after an extremely long wait, she finally saw Yang Erlang walking towards her.

She felt that Yang Erlang was walking very slowly, and when he was about to arrive, she still walked a few steps forward, her tone was urgent and she still kept her voice down,
"How about it?"

Yang Erlang couldn't see anything from his cloth-wrapped face, he just handed her the long knife in his hand.

It was a simple and low-key long knife, very thin and long, it could reach her chest height when placed on the ground.

She took the long knife and was surprised, surprised by the appearance of the knife, and even more surprised by the weight of the knife.

It was unexpectedly heavy, and the weight made my wrist a little sore.

The moment the sword was drawn, the cold blade appeared under the scorching sun. The sharpness of the blade could be seen at a glance. If you look closely, you can find a word engraved near the hilt.

She felt strange, and when she looked closely, she saw that the characters had elegant shapes, which should be in cursive script, but she could only vaguely discern the character "Ling".

What does it mean?
The name of the knife?Or the name of the knife owner?
She put the knife back into its sheath with a serious face, and examined the knife again.

This is different from what she thought, this knife looks unusual, it doesn't seem like it can be used by any murderer, this person is probably not the boss of those killers...

Hiss, it's not impossible.

After all, judging from the fact that only one person came here alive, and no one came to meet and respond to this matter for many days, most of the others were cold.

As the only one among a group of people who survived, either he was lucky, or he knew the most, or he had the best martial arts, or he was protected by others.

Looking at it now, it may be the latter.

She and Yang Erlang were a bit unlucky, originally they just wanted to "change" something safely, but ended up with someone with an abnormal identity.

But things have come to this point, it is useless to say these things, just put it away, anyway, all the preparations that should be done have been done.

She put away her long knife and said,
"The knife is very good. This person's status should be unusual. Unfortunately, it can't be sold, otherwise it can be exchanged for a lot of money."

If it’s civilian kitchen knives and machetes, that’s all. Just holding such weapons and long knives is a big problem. If you sell them in a shop, you’re afraid that they will be sent directly to the government. The master came to the door.

However, she didn't intend to sell it at all. It is more cost-effective to use this knife for self-defense and life-saving than to exchange it for money.

She nodded her head in satisfaction, and then remembered that she was only focused on seeing and ignored Yang Erlang, so she quickly looked up at him,
"What did he say? Just gave you the knife?"

Yang Erlang shook his head, nodded again, and before she got dizzy, he reached out and handed her something.

She took it over and took a look, her eyes widened immediately, it was actually a jade pendant, and it was the kind of jade pendant that could be seen to be of good quality!
Now it can be confirmed that there is indeed a problem with the identity of the man in black, and it is still a big problem!

Mu Yu glanced at the jade pendant, then at Yang Erlang, and put the jade pendant away silently.

All right, take it all, it's too late to think about it.

"What about this guy?

I brought some water and food here, you can bring them to him. "

No one would leave food in the ruined temple. Every day when people starved to death, let alone stealing, there were a lot of things that were robbed, and Boss Zhao and the others couldn't restrain them well.

Yang Erlang took a jar of water and two cornbreads and said,

"He was seriously injured. His abdomen was directly pierced, and there were also large wounds on his thigh and shoulder. The bleeding barely stopped, but the wound did not heal much. The condition is not very good."

Yang Erlang was not in a good mood when he said this, and finally shook his head slowly, obviously thinking that this person would not live long.

That's right, the injury has been like this, and it has dragged on for so long, Hua Tuo has to weigh it while he is still alive, how could the two of them who have no medical skills save it?

It is not so much about saving people as it is about comforting them, that is, giving them some water and food, and then helping to stop the bleeding and simply bandaging them up.

However, it was better than just leaving him here to fend for himself.

Yang Erlang took water and steamed buns and went to the boulder, while she stood there and waited in a daze.

Not long after, Yang Erlang came back, nodded to her, and said,
"Okay, let's go back."

(End of this chapter)