Entrepreneurship in a different world

dark night blood moon lone star remnant wind

The front is pitch black, and the direction is unclear, while the back is flickering fire, dancing figures and noisy shouts.Wen Rong dragged his body, which was already reaching its limit, staggered onto a half-collapsed wall pillar by the side of the road, took a few breaths vigorously, wiped the hot sweat off his face, and twitched his back by the way. With the 'burden'.

He quickly glanced around, taking advantage of this short rest time to think about how to run next.

As soon as he passed through, he was on the way to smear and escape, and was chased by the group of people behind him for at least three or four miles, and finally let him run to a populated place.

With the faint fluorescence emitted by the huge red moon in the distance behind him, Wen Rong vaguely saw a large area of ​​low-rise houses appearing in front of him, and the undulating land area was not small.

There is a foul smell of human and animal excrement left over the years nearby, indicating that there are indeed people living here.Although there was no sound of people or fire in the house that could not be seen at a glance, he decided to run in.

At least the terrain there is convenient for him to hide.

A voice came from not far behind: "I found footprints, not far ahead, hurry up! Chase him quickly, don't let him hide in the slums!!"

Wen Rong gritted his teeth, held his breath in front of his chest, and ran forward.

Running along the only main road into the town, Wen Rong hadn't had time to look at the specific environment inside, when a black shadow suddenly jumped out from the side and hit him fiercely.

Being knocked to the ground, Wen Rong didn't care about the pain, got up from the ground and looked at the shadow warily.

Judging from the tactile sensation it just bumped into, it should be a person.

The black figure didn't fall to the ground, but swayed unbalanced, and then disappeared towards the left hand side of the street in a flash.

Out of the corner of Wen Rong's eyes, he caught a quick glimpse of the other party's 'swoosh', where is he?People are missing?

No, he opened his eyes and looked hard, and it wasn't that he didn't see him—the other party got into a narrow alley that was one person wide.

native? !

Wen Rong's eyes lit up, okay, hang out with the locals, that's right.

Looking back at the torches that were gathering behind him shaking, he followed without hesitation.

Entering the narrow alley is like entering a maze, Wen Rong can only stare firmly at the blurry figure in the dark night ahead, not daring to blink for fear of losing track.

Then he went around several bends and turned a corner again. In the dimness ahead, a big cold hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed his neck fiercely.

"Why, follow, follow me?" A muffled and hoarse voice sounded in Wen Rong's ear, but the breath was a little lacking.

If it's not enough, it's not enough, the opponent's strength is really not small, he pinched his neck and pressed against the wall next to him, his feet were off the ground.

Wen Rong kicked his feet twice, grabbed the back of the other's hand with both hands, and patted him several times in a weak manner.

brother!You are pinching me so tightly, how can I answer you?

After understanding Wen Rong's meaning, the other party's hand loosened slightly.

"Brother! Help!" Wen Rongneng immediately asked for help with the most sincere tone and the lowest posture after opening his mouth.

The faces of both parties are hidden in the shadows, and they can't see each other clearly. They can only communicate with words.But obviously, this 'local' who appeared suddenly didn't want to communicate with Wen Rong, and there was no reaction.

"I was hunted down, brother, I'm not a bad person, I came here out of nowhere, I was hunted down by someone out of nowhere, I ran with you when I had nowhere to go... just do good deeds and help me." I'm afraid the other party will misunderstand me , Wen Rong explained without stopping.

At this time, the entrance of the town was illuminated by a large area of ​​fire, and the sound of footsteps and voices broke the silence before.

Faintly heard someone arguing.

Then, someone lit a torch and got into every alley on both sides of the main road.

"They're catching up!" Wen Rong said anxiously.

The hand that had been stuck on his neck fell down, and the 'local man' on the opposite side turned and left.

Wen Rong only hesitated for a second and chased after him again.If the other party didn't refuse, let's just assume that he agreed.

People's voices came from the nearby rooms one after another. Someone opened the window, and someone lit a candle and asked what happened.

Wen Rong bent his waist, pulled the cloth strip on his chest, and tightened the drapey 'baggage' on his back, always keeping up with the footsteps of the person in front.

Soon, most of the town woke up.The surrounding fire was getting brighter, seeing many residents came out of their homes to investigate the situation, and when he was about to have nothing to hide, the "local man" in front stopped, pushed the door open and entered a low, dilapidated room. Inside the small house, and gently closed the narrow wooden door.

Wen Rong leaned against the door and hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand and pushed the door, which was easily pushed open with a 'creak' sound.

Standing at the door, Wen Rong didn't dare to step in rashly, and looked inside with the slight light outside.The space inside the room is only about ten square meters, the light is darker than outside, and the eyes can't see anything for a while.

After his eyes got used to the light inside, he found the figure of the 'local man' just now, and the other party unexpectedly fell down not far from the door, his body was still shaking violently.

Wen Rong didn't think much about getting in, helped the man half up on the ground, and touched the man's forehead, it was so cold.

"Brother! Brother?!" Wen Rong called him twice, but the other party didn't respond.

"You were so domineering just now, and you're getting discouraged so soon." Through the clothes, Wen Rong felt the chills coming from the opponent's body, and a faint blood energy quickly spread in the air.

There were small footsteps around the house one after another.Wen Rong glanced at the half-open wooden door, thought for a while, reached out and gently closed the door and buckled the latch.

After running for most of the night, anxious and panicked, now hiding in such a cramped and narrow place, with a 'local' lying beside him for some reason, Wen Rong actually felt a sense of security.

That's right, compared to the state of just being chased and panicked with nowhere to go, it's not bad to be able to sit on the ground to catch your breath now.

I don't know how long it can last like this?

Wen Rong touched the head of the 'local' again, feeling the cold sweat on his hands, which was icy cold.

"Could it be that you just ran out of the freezer?" Wen Rong took off his coat while slandering and teasing the other person, and wrapped it tightly around the person.

The voices and footsteps outside gradually became quieter, and the scene that Wen Rong was worried about did not happen: no pursuers broke in to search the house.

After a little relaxation, Wen Rong quickly fought with his upper and lower eyelids, lying on the 'local' in the current position, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

The strange thing was that he was not affected by the chill unleashed by the 'native' and slept soundly.

Before his consciousness completely fell asleep, Wen Rong was still explaining to himself: Maybe all of this was a time-traveling dream he had, and he must be lying on the big bed at home when he woke up.

However, he was again disappointed.When he opened his eyes again, he was still lying in the narrow, dilapidated room. At this time, the room was already a little bright, and a small transom was opened on the roof, which was the only source of light in the whole room.

Wen Rong sat up and found that he had moved from the door to a wooden board in the left corner inside, the clothes he took off yesterday were randomly placed beside him, and the owner of the 'Iceman' was sitting on a sheet opposite him. On the bed, he was staring at himself with probing eyes. "Brother, you're awake!" Wen Rong rubbed his neck and exchanged a greeting in a rather embarrassed way.

Hopes are dashed, it seems that he really wore it, and put it on someone with unknown origin in an unknown place.What happened last night was not a dream.

The 'native' didn't respond to him, and still stared at him with emotionless eyes.

Wen Rong raised his face flatteringly and smiled at the other party.Only then did he see clearly the face of the 'local' for the first time.

Whoa!mummy? !

Don't blame him for making a fuss, the 'local man' across the way has bandages all over his face, covering his whole body, with only a pair of eyes exposed. Isn't this look like a 'mummy'.

But he clearly remembered that the other party was able to breathe, talk, and have a heartbeat, so he must have suffered a serious trauma to make it like this.

Wen Rong quickly put away his surprise just now, and continued to talk to the other party: "Brother, thank you very much last night, if it weren't for your shelter, I still don't know whether I am dead or alive. By the way, my name is Wen Rong, what's your name?"

The 'local man' finally withdrew his pressured gaze, slid along Wen Rong's face to his body, and stopped on his chest.

"You took other people's things, and if you get caught, you will die." The 'local' spoke in a hoarse voice.

Wen Rong's attention has been on his face, and he is still distracted: the bandage even covers his mouth, no wonder he has a strange voice when he speaks, is it so tight that he doesn't need to eat and drink?

By the way, what did he just say?

"Me? Take someone else's things?" Wen Rong reacted and pointed at the tip of his nose with a dazed expression.

"The cloth tied on your chest is not something you can afford, and the things on your back are probably not yours." The 'local' said sharply.In fact, when Wen Rong was transferred, he noticed that he was carrying a 'baggage' on his back, and he probably had some guesses about Wen Rong.

Wen Rong looked down at the cloth tied to his chest, it was actually a large piece of cloth, wrapped from his back to his chest, in order to firmly wrap around the burden on his back '.When Wen Rong ran away all the way, he didn't think about throwing away this burden, obviously it was very important to the original owner.

"You say this! This is a burden, who doesn't have a luggage to pack a few clothes..." Wen Rong stood up and unbuttoned the two pairs of dead buttons on his chest, and pulled the piece of cloth off.

"Look...it's just a burden..." Wen Rong turned his head and looked behind him, waiting for the burden on his back to fall... But, there was an air.

Eh?

Like a puppy chasing his own tail, he twisted his neck to look at his back, turned around twice quickly, and jumped up and down, "What's going on? Where did it go?"

The 'native' saw something clearly as he circled, his brow furrowed slightly under the bandage.

"It's still on your back." He reminded Wen Rong who was still planning to continue spinning.

It seems that this person's head is not very good.

Wen Rong stopped to feel it carefully, no!This feeling...is bad.

He backhanded up and down and touched the obvious protrusion of the spine on the back... The tentacles touched a lump of soft, warm, elastic and raised skin tissue, and immediately his calf softened and he half-kneeled go down.

"No, no, no, isn't it... a burden?" He stuttered in fright.

"It's a tumor."