The Last Mecha

Chapter 132
Wu Gou scratched his head, groped all over his body with five fingers, and then threw three silver dollars from a distance.

"That's all I have on me. It's enough for you to have a good meal. Find a big bathhouse to wash off, change into a clean outfit, and don't go to the tiger stove. Although I don't know who is chasing you, the smaller the place, the more they will I will look for it. Then, if you want to get out of Jiangsong, don’t go by land. If you can swim, the best choice is to carry some dry food and swim along the tributaries of the Huangping River. If it’s not good, give the fisherman a piece of the ocean and hide it in a sampan , Wrap in a coir hat, and remember to cover your hands, your skin is too conspicuous."

After finishing a long list of words, he turned around and was about to leave without looking at the girl's reaction.

Nan Zhiyun was confused, and it took him a while to realize what the boy meant, as if he wanted to help her.

gone?really gone?Don't you want to do something to yourself?

After hesitating for a moment, she was about to bend down to pick up the coins on the ground, but she didn't want to feel relieved, but before her eyes, there were big groups of black and white ideas popping up.

"Boom-"

When Wu Gou heard this sound from behind, he let out a long sigh without turning his head.

He turned his neck and saw Nan Zhiyun lying on the ground, breathing heavily from his pale lips, and the long gray clothes covered with mud spots and blood stains overwhelmed a piece of lush water bamboo.

"Fate."

He muttered something, his body froze in mid-air for several seconds without moving, and finally turned his feet backwards.

"History is a long river, and everyone is just a grain of sand, a pebble in it. You think you have the ability to change the direction of the flow, tossing left and right, rolling up and down, but in the end you end up at the end of the river. This is not fate, but Everyone's power is so insignificant that it is dispensable. It is so insignificant that you can see the end of a hundred years from the moment he is born—but, to resist and change, there have been such people for thousands of years, right? "

Wu Gou didn't hear such a long passage, which was said to him a long time ago by a strange old man who only wore Taoist robes and hung half of his body from a tree in his memory.

"Crack, crack—"

Minute noises made Nan Zhiyun open his eyes, and what caught his eyes was black smoke and flames. On the stilted building, which combines Sichuan style and Champa style, the crimson lights and shadows flickered on and off, and countless people were crying. Shouting, the dark figure jumped up from the window where the fire spread, and fell to the ground in one piece, without any movement.

In the hazy and stretching green hills in the distance, gray and black torrents converged, groups of soldiers in armor straddled their horses, and the sound of gunshots and interlaced sounds of cold soldiers came like mountains and seas, almost engulfing her.

That is her home.

But for some reason, she didn't feel sad, but a little at a loss.

Someone patted her on the back, and she turned her head, only to see a familiar and reassuring face reflected in the firelight.

"What are you doing in a daze? Go now."

"Where to go?"

"It doesn't matter where you go, live! Don't talk nonsense!"

She was held by the hand and ran all the way. The sea of ​​fire, the green hills, the army, and the building that was once called home, everything was retreating rapidly, until nothing could be seen, only a tiny spot of light remained.

Everything disappeared, only the person who was holding her hand was still there, the person kept moving his lips and teeth, and told her many stories along the way, such as the old man who moved the mountain, the water and fire god who fought, the monkey who protected the monk, the hundred There are eight sworn men. There are all kinds of strange things.

She was fascinated by it, and couldn't help but feel relieved.

"This is it, there are good people here!"

The man's hand suddenly pointed forward, and he saw the towering city wall with double eaves and Xieshan, and three large characters written on the top of the gate tower with red walls and blue tiles.

Tonghai Mansion.

Nan Zhiyun took a deep breath, arched his body and sat on the head of the bed in shock, only then realized that he was already in an unfamiliar room.

Simple, small, and clean, a straw bed and a simple frame made of wooden strips are all in the house. There are a few yellowed newspapers scattered on the wall, and the smell of sunlight permeates the room. Inexplicably warm.

And she herself was still wearing the long gray dress, but the blood and mud on it had been scrubbed a little.

"Are you awake?"

Nan Zhiyun was startled by the unfamiliar voice, she turned her head suddenly, only to see Wu Gou sitting on a wooden bench near the corner of the door, with a calm expression on his face.

She reached out to reach her waist, and then groped for nothing as usual.

"Looking for this?"

Wu Gou waved his orchid finger, swaying a flickering mother-child knife between his fingers, and winked at her.

"What are you doing?"

Nan Zhiyun subconsciously stretched out her hand to protect her chest. Without her weapon, she was no different from an ordinary person, and she had no power to resist.

"No." Wu Gou sighed, and with a flick of his wrist, pressed the Zimu knife into the sliding wooden board under his feet, "I spent a lot of effort to climb half of the roof of the concession with you on my back, risking a lot of trouble." The risk of being discovered by family members will be suspicious in the end."

The girl on the opposite side didn't believe the words in her heart, she remembered Wu Gou, the boy who was on the first floor of Jiangsong that night also left some impressions on her, people who can eat in that kind of place are not of ordinary status, This plain Shikumen room seemed more like a play to her.

Most importantly, there was no one in this city she was willing to trust anymore.

Wu Gou rubbed his scalp with his fingertips a few times, he was really not good at doing such things.

If he had left it alone at the time, the girl might have died. Now that someone picked her up and brought her home, the consequences would still give him a headache.

Sure enough, it's more convenient and refreshing to knock the bones and suck the marrow and then destroy the corpses and traces.

Thinking of this, Wu Gou couldn't help laughing, then shook his head.

At this moment, in his eyes, this weak girl was a yellow hot potato.

I brought all the belts back, and regretted that I didn't get the medicine. Why don't I think about how to stabilize her, and then earn the compensation I deserve from her.

The demihumans of the Liuli species may not be able to find a second girl in the entire Xia Kingdom, except for the girl in front of them.

How should I stabilize it?
Speaking of which, he is also a young man of the same age as her, and his skin and bones are good. A few words should be able to break the ice and melt the water.

Thinking of this, Wu Gou pinched his chin with his fingers.

He hadn't paid attention to this kind of thing for a long time. In the post-apocalyptic period of his last life, he always said whatever he wanted.

Going forward, in the prime of life, how can I still remember the sweet words to the little girl.

Or maybe his memory made a mistake, and he has never mastered any sweet words.

What topics do girls generally like to talk about?

A weather-beaten Valkyrie suddenly ran into trouble at such a time.

Speaking of which, it seems like this happened more than once.

"Cough" Wu Gou pondered for a moment, and finally said with a resignation on his face, "You are from Annan."

This sentence was like a flying stone falling into the sea and stirred up a thousand layers of waves. Nan Zhiyun's face suddenly turned pale. She jumped off the bed and huddled in the farthest corner at a loss, her waterfall-like black hair sticking to her back. I can't help but tremble.

He knew that Nan Zhiyun would react in this way. A foreign Asian was pointed out of his origin, and it could be anything other than someone else's conspiracy.

But since it has been brought back, sooner or later this matter has to be discussed, and it is better than any time to take the initiative to speak up at the very beginning.

The girl's fierce eyes were full of frightening brilliance, and she seemed to be ready to die at any moment.

But at this moment, a strange voice melted the cold atmosphere of the scene.

"Goo-"

(End of this chapter)