When the Sand Sculptures penetrated the crematorium literature [Quick Transmigration]

He Heng first took a closer look at the three people in front of him, and saw that they all had big and thick faces, with hideous scars on their faces, and there were big machetes that could be used to chop bamboo pinned to their waists.

Seeing that He Heng stood there and looked at them up and down like a piece of wood, the leader couldn't help feeling angry, pointed at He Heng's nose and cursed:

"Where is the person who walks without eyes? Asking you?"

He Heng looked at the big man standing in front of him and then at the little mermaid standing in the corner. He told himself in his heart that he must endure, hold back, and never speak.

He hypnotized himself in his mind,

Hold back, can't speak.

to endure

Although Wang Da was tall and strong, he was half a head shorter than He Heng, so at this time the other party's condescending look at him and not speaking became a kind of naked contempt in his eyes.

When did Wang Da, who was used to being domineering in the village, ever suffer this kind of grievance? He immediately took a step forward and shouted at the other party:

"Ah, are you dumb?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and slapped He Heng's face twice, his gestures were full of provocation.

He Heng was annoyed immediately, he hated people touching him for no reason, let alone touching his face, and who knew if this person had washed his hands?

Next second,

"Ow!!!"

Wang Da let out a scream like killing a pig, and at the moment just now, He Heng raised his leg and kicked him in the crotch, completely unexpected that Wang Da was in severe pain and his center of gravity was unstable. Then he fell and fell to the ground.

"Big brother?"

Seeing that this man dared to attack his elder brother, the two brothers around him immediately drew out the scimitar from their waists and swung it at He Heng.

The moment He Heng swung the scimitar head-on, He Heng turned sideways to avoid it. The sharp blade just brushed against his raised hair, and then it was deeply embedded in the bamboo stem behind him. middle.

Due to excessive force, the machete was inserted very deeply, and Wang Er was unable to pull it out of the bamboo for a while.

So, having lost his weapon, He Heng cut his arms back and threw him onto the ground full of gravel in a split second.

"Grass!"

Wang Er cursed in pain, and when he was struggling to get up from the ground, he was kicked on the back by He Heng, and he screamed out in pain.

"Big Brother, Second Brother, there's another one over there!"

Seeing that none of them were He Heng's opponent, Wang San immediately changed his target, trying to tie Qiao Ran who was in the corner as a hostage.

It was too late to say it, but He Heng sensed Wang San's intention the moment Wang San moved. He immediately pulled Qiao Ran into his arms, and then kicked the fat man several meters away with his long legs.

"Well!"

The little shark was suddenly caught by someone's wrist, and fell to the side unsteadily, but just when he thought he was about to fall, someone hugged him into his arms.

Immediately afterwards, Qiao Ran felt his back pressed against the opponent's strong and powerful chest. Because of the close proximity, he could still feel the hot breath sprayed by He Heng on his side.

I don't know why, but at this moment, my heart was beating very fast.

But at this moment, the bandits sprawled on the ground saw that He Heng was just holding Qiao Ran in his arms and looking at them with a half-smile, and didn't make any further moves. They were afraid that the other party would chase them, so they hurried Taking advantage of this gap, he got up and patted his ass and left.

Looking at the backs of those bandits fleeing in a hurry, He Heng smiled speechlessly.

Really, is this trick still robbing?

Isn't this free?

Thinking of this, He Heng turned around confidently. Just as he was thinking about how to get the praise of a hero who saved the beauty without being seen by the little shark, a tragedy happened.

Because this place is located in a remote urban-rural junction, the rough road is covered with many gravels. He Heng turned around very gracefully, but he was very embarrassed when he stepped on the gravel and stumbled with his left foot and right foot.

Grass!

At the moment when he lost his center of gravity, his heart was very desperate. Why did such speechless things always happen to him?

In the next second, He Heng turned around and fell forward, due to inertia, he jumped out, and finally fell to the ground with Qiao Ran in his arms.

With the other party reaching out to protect him, Qiao Ran didn't feel any pain from the fall, but he subconsciously thought that the other party was trying to protect him, but he was beaten down by the bandits, and asked worriedly for a moment:

"Are you ok?"

Hearing this, He Heng almost blurted out subconsciously, "It's fine."

But at this critical moment, he remembered that once he uttered his voice, the other party would see through his identity as a "scumbag".

In desperation, the phrase "it's okay" was blocked in his throat by He Heng. He felt like the speechless Little Mermaid in Atlantis, dancing on the tip of a knife every second. Why can't I speak.

Facts have proved that the script of the scumbag crematorium is not the most aggrieved thing in the world.

Even more aggrieved than it is Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale - "The Daughter of the Sea".

When he heard that the other party was silent at all, Qiao Ran became even more worried. He recalled the fierce fighting just now, and then thought of the large number of people on the other side, and wondered if He Heng was injured in order to protect himself, right?

Thinking of this, he asked eagerly:

"Are you hurt?"

He Heng, who had been trying his best to keep silent for half an hour, finally couldn't help but let out an "ah".

Just after uttering this monosyllable, the alarm sound of the system "Didu! Didu!" suddenly sounded in my mind,

【warn!warn!Once you speak, you will be recognized by the other party~】

hateful!

In desperation, he had no choice but to block the following syllables in his throat. In the end, he "ah" for a long time without saying "ah", and coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment.

Xiao Yuren, who has lost his eyesight, has a particularly keen sense of hearing. He immediately felt He Heng's difficulty in pronunciation.

How can any normal person talk like that?

Then the only possibility is

The other party is actually a mute!

Feeling that the truth was gradually surfacing, Qiao Ran was stunned for a moment, and came up with his own guess.

"You can't talk?"

Hearing this, He Heng almost subconsciously retorted "no", but he opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

At this moment, an inspiration struck into his mind like lightning

Why can't I pretend to be dumb?

dumb ok

Dumb is wonderful,

The dumb don't need to speak.

Wouldn't this save him the effort of explaining?

Just do it.

In the next second, He Heng choked out "Ah, ah" several times, imitating the way of a mute, and these "ah, ah" can be said to vividly interpret the helplessness and hesitation of that kind of mute.

Seeing He Heng's reaction like this, Qiao Ran immediately realized that the person who saved him might really be a mute.

He thought again of the insulting tone of those bandits calling him "dumb" just now, thinking that those people must have poked each other's sore spot.

And now I keep reminding He Heng of the fact that "he can't speak", isn't this adding salt to other people's wounds?

Thinking of this, Qiao Ran immediately shyly shook her head with a shy face, "Sorry, I don't know."

"The one you can write on my palm, and I can read it."

Seeing this, He Heng grabbed his hand and wrote on it, "I'm fine, those bandits have already run away, you don't have to worry."

Feeling the slightly itchy touch of the other party's slender fingers across the palm, Qiao Ran pulled back the hair scattered on his sideburns, unintentionally revealing the pointed mermaid ears like elves, and whispered in the direction of He Heng. Said "Thank you."

Then he seemed to remember something again, and asked with great concern: "Are you really not injured? How did you fall just now?"

"I have medicine at home. If you are injured, don't bear it alone. You can go back with me and I will help you get some medicine."

He Heng was not injured, and the moment he got up from the ground, he confirmed that his handsome face was still intact, but looking at the little mermaid's concerned look, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with going to the other party's house.

After waiting for a long time for the other party's response, Qiao Ran's voice softened a bit, "It's fine if you don't want to go, maybe I made my own decision."

As his words fell, the atmosphere suddenly fell into silence, and then a slight sobbing sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

It sounded like the kind of sad cry.

Hearing that the other party was crying, Xiao Yuren immediately panicked, "What's the matter with you?"

Seeing that He Heng didn't respond, Qiao Ran, who thought he had poked the other's sore spot again, apologized incoherently.

"I'm sorry! I won't say anything, don't cry."

"Hmph, hum." He Heng pursed his lips and covered his face, pretending to sob a few times, then he took Xiao Yuren's hand and wrote on it:

"Not just because no one has ever invited me to their house."

The opponent's knuckles were slender and powerful, and the moment they passed over his palm, they felt itchy, which distracted Qiao Ran for a moment, and then he came back to his senses and said "ah?"

He Heng immediately started his improvisation. He unfolded his rich imagination and described the tragic experience of a mute vividly.

"People in the village don't like me. They all think I'm dumb. Although everyone doesn't say it, I know it very well. They not only think I'm dumb but also think I'm stupid."

"There was a strong wind in the village a while ago, and my house was blown down. I have nowhere to go, and no one is willing to take me in. I can only sleep in the bridge hole by the roadside every night."

After writing this, He Heng couldn't help but groaned twice.

Although his deep and magnetic voice made Qiao Ran a little sluggish, Xiao Yuren still couldn't help but sympathize with the tragic experience of the person in front of him.

Obviously, he and I just met by chance, but he saved his life from those bandits. The mute in front of him obviously has a good heart, but he was neglected in the village because he couldn't speak. I couldn't help but suggest:

"It's okay, don't be sad. If you have no place to go, you can go home with me and stay for a few nights. Although my house is not big, it's not a problem to squeeze two people together."

Hearing this, He Heng immediately wrote on the palm of the other party: "Really?"

"Don't you think I'm dumb?"

"How could it be?" Qiao Ran shook his head, "If it wasn't for you, I would have been robbed by bandits a long time ago. How could I despise you? Besides, I can't see. Would you despise me for being blind?"

He Heng: "No."

Qiao Ran smiled at him, and when he smiled, he showed the sharp little tiger teeth of the mermaid.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet?"

"My name is Qiao Ran, what should I call you?"

He Heng was stunned for a moment when he heard what the other party said. At this moment, his brain started to work rapidly.

First of all, you must never tell the other party your real name, otherwise all this will be revealed. Furthermore, the name "He Heng" seems too educated for the unloved mute in the village.

So, after repeated thinking, he broke the opponent's hand and wrote seriously on it,

"My name is Da Zhu, you can also call me 'Zhu'."

What a good name, down-to-earth and smooth, with few strokes in writing, and the most important thing is that Xiao Yuren will never associate him with the scumbag of the original owner.

After all, how could the hero in the script of Chasing Wife and Crematorium be called Da Zhu?

Thinking of this, He Heng couldn't help but secretly admire his cleverness in his heart.

So when He Heng's accompanying ministers rushed to the scene, what he saw was such a scene,

The little shark in front of him pulled the man who was nearly half a head taller than him, and patted the man's brocade suit embroidered with the third-grade peacock pattern on his back comfortingly, and comforted him softly:

"It's okay, Dazhu, if you have nowhere to go, just go home with me."