The strongest dream shuttle

Chapter 31
Yang Fan found a thick piece of wood, and broke the wooden slats on the window with all his strength. Then he pushed it a few more times, and the wooden slats fell off one by one. The thick oil paper leaked, and the whole hand stretched out along the hole, and directly inserted the key into the lock hole. This is not, this is not, and this is not, then the key must be .

When he inserted the fourth key and turned it, it opened, and the lock fell to the ground. He hurried out of the house, threw the key on the ground, and walked a few steps to the door of the woodshed. Looking outside, he saw no one, so he bowed his body and walked out quietly.

A cloud in the sky helped Yang Fan a lot. The bright moonlight originally illuminated the yard very brightly, but a big cloud came from nowhere and blocked the entire moon. The yard was dark, and only Liu Saner was sleeping. The light of candles was still flickering in the room.

Yang Fan looked from a distance, through the light shining on the window, he saw Liu San'er sitting in the room, not knowing what he was doing, this was a good time to escape.

Arched and bent, he sneaked along the outer wall of the firewood house into the reeds beside the ditch, squatted down, and looked around for the terrain.

He saw a small stream flowing into a small ditch. He had an impression of this small stream. When he came at night, he remembered that there was a single-plank bridge over there. If it was correct, he could go down the mountain from there, but... If What should I do if I meet Er Gouzi?
But he has no choice, there is only such a small path to go down the mountain, if he does not go from here, he can only wander in the bamboo forest around the yard.

Yang Fan thought about it again and again, and went down the path first, and if he met Er Gouzi, he would play by ear.

He shook his clothes, slipped away and ran over.

By the way, Liu San'er was drinking tea on the chair he was sitting here. He opened the window and looked at the firewood room. He saw that the light in the room hadn't gone out, presumably Er Gouzi hadn't come back yet?Or are you still drinking when you come back?
Liu Saner put down his tea cup, put on a pair of cloth shoes, threw the straw fan in his hand beside the bed, and walked straight to the woodshed. When he opened the door, he was shocked to see that there was no one in the room. When he saw Liu San'er, he immediately ran back to the main room. When he entered the room, he put on a straw hat and clothes made of straw similar to a raincoat. He took out a big knife from under the bed and carried it on his back. On, hurriedly ran out.

When he ran to the small ditch behind the firewood house, he saw the footprints on the ground extending towards the path, so he hurriedly followed.

On Yang Fan's side, Yang Fan, who had just run a few miles, raised his eyes when he was descending the steps and saw a black figure approaching in the distance, who seemed to be holding something in his hand.

He thought, if it's broken, Er Gouzi must be back, what should we do?I have to hide quickly.

He looked around and found a big rock in the weeds, so he ran over and hid behind it.

Er Gouzi was humming a tune as he went up the steps, holding a roast chicken wrapped in oil paper in his left hand, and a jar of good wine tied with a rope in his right hand.

When they walked past the big rock, Liu San'er, who was carrying a big knife, came running from a distance. The two of them met.

Er Gouzi shouted in fright: "Oh, it's me, it's me."

When Liu San'er heard Er Gouzi's voice, he quickly withdrew his sword, stepped up a few steps and ran to Er Gouzi and asked, "It's so late, you're not watching that kid in the woodshed. Where did you go? Everyone ran away from you." Don't you know?" As he spoke, Liu San'er grabbed Er Gouzi's arm and pressed it down, Er Gouzi bent down and cried out for pain.

"Third Uncle, please forgive me. I have locked him in the West Room of the firewood house. He will definitely not be able to escape if he runs. If you don't believe me, follow me to see him."

Liu San'er kicked him in the chest, kicked him into the grass beside the path, and lay down in front of the big rock behind which Yang Fan was squatting.

"Look at the fart? Everyone has already run away, and the lock has been opened by him. Hurry up and find someone for me. I bought it for dozens of taels of silver. You can't let him run away, and you can't catch it and cook it. Let him go."

Yang Fan, who was squatting behind the stone, was trembling all over. He didn't dare to move, for fear that a slight disturbance would expose him, and his feet felt numb.

Er Gouzi stood up rolling and crawling, and said in a crying voice: "Look, I'll look for it right away." After speaking, he ran down the path.

Liu San'er scolded a trash and followed.

On the ground next to the boulder, a jar of wine had been broken and spilled, but the roast chicken was still intact on the ground, Yang Fan quickly picked up the chicken, opened the package, and bit on it.

"It's so fucking delicious."

He looked into the grass behind him and thought: If I go down the mountain now, I will definitely meet Liu San'er and the two who have returned without success. If I run back to Liu San'er's house, wouldn't I be trapped in a trap?Why don't I go anywhere, just hide in the grass for a night, and I'll make plans when it dawns tomorrow morning.

He hugged a few big rocks and piled them together, creating an open space in the middle. He drilled in. From a distance, he could only see the rocks but not the people inside. He decided to hide here first. Bar.

There was only a pile of bones left over from a chicken. He dug a hole and buried the bones, leaning against a big rock and falling asleep in a daze.

By the way, Liu San'er walked down the mountain for five or six miles and couldn't find Yang Fan. He was also worried that the hard workers at home would take the opportunity to escape, so he decided not to look for it. He went back first, and tomorrow he will find Lao Niu and his brothers to have a good time in the mountains. Do a search.

If Yang Fan in the dream falls asleep, then the night is just a moment to him, and when he opens his eyes, it will be dawn.

The morning in the mountains was foggy, and dew flowed down on the rocks. Yang Fan looked at the path down the mountain, but the mist blocked his sight.

Isn't this a good time?It was foggy in the morning in the mountains, and I had to leave quickly because I couldn't see clearly.

He patted the dirt on his butt, looked around, and went down the mountain along the path.

I don't know how far he walked and how many roads he spared. He looked back, but he could no longer see the yard of Liu San'er's house, and even the long stream was gone. He felt his legs were sore. He sat down on a stone step and wanted to rest for a while, when he suddenly saw a figure approaching not far away, he quickly rushed into the grass and lay down.

The man was carrying a bamboo basket on his back with an ax in it, a straw hat on his head, broad shoulders, strong arms, and a wooden stick in his hand. He climbed up the steps step by step. come up.

Yang Fan held his breath and stared at him as he walked up. He found that the man's feet seemed to be a little limp, and he was limping when he walked.

"stop!"

Yang Fan emerged from the grass and stopped the man on his way.

The man was startled by Yang Fan's sudden appearance. He stumbled and fell to the ground. He looked at Yang Fan with a panicked expression.

"Who are you? Why are you hiding here?"

(End of this chapter)