Travel through the long dream millennium

Walking around a clearing in the forest, the trees that obscured the line of sight suddenly opened up.

Under the bright sunlight, a winding and clear creek flows quietly, and the water surface reflects a piece of dancing light spots like fish scales, which is really clear and gratifying.

Gu Changli hugged the robe that had been stained with dust and stains during this period of time, and walked briskly towards a bluestone block on the shore that he had spotted early in the morning.

Ever since that day when he shirked Nan Wang's interrogation that obviously hoped that he would surrender, although the latter did not clearly express disappointment, the relationship between the two of them has become more embarrassing in the past few days. , Gu Changli's goosebumps all over his body were caused by the gloomy eyes cast on him from time to time, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

Therefore, taking advantage of the rare time of washing clothes, he can keep a distance from Li Chengtong, who has become more and more weird recently. He is in a very happy mood, humming a ditty with a barbaric accent along the way, and finally arrived at the chosen goal land.

In fact, when he said that he would come out for activities, Li Chengtong also earnestly expressed that he could follow along, and even offered to help him do the laundry.

Of course, this obviously malicious proposal made him kill him mercilessly—it was so easy not to mix with you, how could he give you another chance?

Coupled with Li Chengtong's experience of tearing a good brocade robe into pieces last time, it's no wonder that Gu Changli would hand over his clothes to him.

Because I did not expect such a situation at the beginning, the clothes were placed and served by another carriage, and the one they were riding in did not have a few clothes for changing and washing, and if one was destroyed, one would be missing. Keep a distance from Nan Wang, that dangerous product.

Coming to the edge of the stream bank, Gu Changli first soaked the soft fabrics on his hands in the crystal clear water.

At that time, there was no sound in the surrounding area, and the sky was bright. Because it was very close to the water's edge, I could even hear the sound of splashing water when I calmed down.

It is the time of thick spring, green grass is lush, wild flowers are mixed, and as far as the eye can see is the refreshing green and the flowers that are gradually becoming charming, and the mood that has become more and more disturbed due to the recent myriad of thoughts is in such a natural beauty. It seems that they have been comforted and gained the long-lost tranquility.

On a whim, Gu Changli leaned over and took off a pair of embroidered gold boots and white silk socks on his feet, casually threw them aside, rolled up the lower half of his robe, and took a pair of bare feet as white as jade. Soaking in the cool stream water, the icy coolness seems to seep into the bone marrow along the body, and spread to the brain all at once.

He shivered almost subconsciously, his upper and lower teeth clucked and crisscrossed, and he slowly exhaled foul air, only feeling that his mind was clear and his eyesight was clear, and his melancholy and melancholy were all gone.

For a moment, the child's heart arose, and he kicked and splashed water a few times. Gu Changli, who almost wet the rolled-up robe, came back to his senses, and felt a little embarrassed.

After tidying up for a while, after picking up and picking up, he finally remembered the purpose of his first visit, and turned his gaze to the clothes that he held down with a stream stone so as not to be washed away by the stream. Gu Changli's cheeks bulged slightly, his face Do not hesitate.

There is no washing machine and no washing powder here, so what does he use to wash his clothes?

From my mind, I searched out those few ancient costume TV series that I glanced at when I was still in my own world. It seemed as if... those women who washed clothes, they kept knocking with a wooden stick, and knocked on their clothes. It became clean?

For the time being, Gu Changli, who didn't want to delve into the scientific principles contained in it, stood up and looked around. He walked a few meters barefoot and picked up a dry wooden branch as thick as a thumb, and weighed it in his hand.

"This... seems a bit too thin..."

The memory of those people holding laundry sticks as thick as rolling pins emerged in his mind, his face turned bitter, and Gu Changli, who still couldn't find the characteristic target after looking carefully for a while, finally raised his hand and surrendered.

"No matter how small a fly's leg is, it's still meat. It's still a wooden stick. Let's try it."

Shi Shiran turned around, and what he saw in front of him shocked Gu Changli. He subconsciously raised the stick in his hand and swung it down heavily, landing on the side of a strange man who suddenly appeared behind him. on the forehead.

With a "click", the rotten wooden stick inside snapped off at the same time, the long hair was drenched and drenched, the tall man who looked frightening at first glance shook his body, looked up at him as if in a daze , and then fell to the ground with a plop, as if dead.

"!!!!!!"

Gu Changli took a few steps back in shock, only to feel that his legs were as soft as noodles, and he almost sat on the ground with the strange man in embarrassment.

I killed someone?

Even though he already had such a premonition in his heart, Gu Changli still didn't expect this scene to come back so unexpectedly.

This is an era where the weak prey on the strong and the superiority and inferiority are clearly distinguished. Class distinctions and power struggles are sharp and bloody. Now that he has set foot in it and is involved in disputes, he has already had a premonition of blood on his hands, no matter what the reason is. , sublime or humble.

"I did it in self-defense...it was this man who appeared out of nowhere...not my fault..."

Gu Changli, who was working hard on mental construction, kept doing it

Taking a deep breath, pressing his trembling hands, the bone-piercing chill that appeared all over his body was more intense and fierce than when he was immersed in the stream before. It's down, like an unlucky guy who was beaten to death by a stick-then he stared at the culprit who almost frightened his courage with a face of "==".

This guy was closing his eyes and opening his mouth, with a suspicious saliva on his lips, he was sleeping happily, and he was still muttering some broken words of "beauty... son..." in his mouth.

——Gu Changli only felt that his hands were shaking more than before, but it was no longer frightened, it was all due to anger.

Thanks to him still stroking his chest, he poured tons of chicken soup for his soul so that he could accept the reality of murder, reshape the three views and set the bottom line-in the end, this matter was completely unfounded, and he didn't even show the other party's behavior later. Observing, I foolishly thought that I killed someone, it was a big oolong.

However, he has always been adhering to the life principle of "you take my blame, and you take the blame well", so naturally he would not admit that the incident just now was entirely due to his overreaction and overthinking, but it was all his fault On this strange man who appeared inexplicably.

So he turned the opponent over again without mercy, pressed the latter's head hard into the mud, and then walked away clapping his hands.

Of course, before leaving, Gu Changli did not forget to pick up his clothes from the shore, wring them dry and take them away together.

It is not suitable to go out today, and you will see strange people when you open the door. It is better to go back early.

As for the clothes—wet them and then dry them, they should be barely wearable after being dried... right...

Gu Changli, who was hurriedly rushing to the cave where he lived, suddenly felt his leg sink, as if something grabbed his right ankle, and seemed to be dragging it back vigorously.

What the hell! ! ! !

Gu Changli's hair stood on end, and with a strange cry, he kicked his left foot back violently, and hit a soft and flexible ball through the sole of his shoe, which made him terrified and at the same time secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

——After all, this thing has a substance, not that illusory ghost.

The moment his left foot kicked something, the hand holding his right foot loosened. He lost his balance for a moment and was about to fall to the ground, but he never threw himself on the solid green grass.

Opening his eyes inexplicably, Gu Changli found that he was leaning against someone's generous chest with his body propped up, unharmed.

The man under Gu Changli seemed to be aware of his astonished gaze, and stretched out his hand to take the sauerkraut-like clothes in his hand, with a hearty smile full of white teeth on his face that was still stained with dirt.

"I'll help you do the laundry, can you take me home?"