Wanjie takeaway

However, maybe the village was really small back then, so small that even if the king went crazy, the sky would be too high for the emperor to reach that area at all, and the villagers gradually relaxed.

He also said: "The king must be assassinated every day, we must be careful not to be killed and arrested as an assassin!"

This time, the village was still very peaceful, and there were only those villagers who talked about the king every day, and the king did not come.

Later, the villagers said: "The king will definitely not come, we can just go on as before."

It was not long before the news that the King had ordered a search for the Assassins came like waves lapping against the spreading tide.

The villagers were unimpressed at first.

The news is getting closer.

Wangcheng, small towns, villages are approaching.

closer.

"Have you heard? The village next door has been searched!"

"Will people who search this kind of place really come?! What should we do? The neighboring village is so close!"

"Did they say anything else?"

"Well, they said that the king was assassinated by a man with blue eyes. He must find that man and kill him."

"Blue... eyes?"

"In our village—that's right, let's tie him up and hand him over now, shall we? This kind of thing can't be delayed. If we get caught, we'll be finished!"

Just like that, Wu Shuyun was chased and intercepted by the villagers.

Of course he wouldn't want to be tied up and handed over.

No one wants to die helpless in a nasty place and in a nasty crowd.

This is the case with Wu Shuyun.

He rejected the villagers' proposal and started hiding everywhere.

When the searchers came, the villagers were nervous and panicked.

"My lord has worked hard!"

The villagers groveled and said flattering words.

The searchers left without taking a second look, and were not prepared to say a word to the villagers.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the searchers, nothing else matters except the mission, and the same is true for these people.

The villagers were sweating profusely and sent the searchers away. Seeing them leave their village, they breathed a sigh of relief.

The people who searched turned a blind eye to all suspicious points. It was understandable. After all, they had never seen a person with blue eyes here. Perhaps, they hadn't even released the information that blue eyes were assassins.

never mind.

They just took money to do things, took money, and did things. As for whether the things were completed or not, it had nothing to do with them.

They've been there anyway.

It's been done, so what's there to blame?Fishing in troubled waters, one day at a time.

The sky is falling and the tall man is holding it up, and these little people will not be affected.

Although there is no reason for this confidence, each of them thinks this way, otherwise, they would not act that way.

For Wu Shuwan, that was really a day that is still fresh in his memory.

Suffering is of no benefit to him, it develops his character, that's all.

He doesn't even want to remember, and he doesn't plan to think about it again, but in the dead of night, or when there is no need for such a good environment, even when there are people, he may be distracted at any time, recalling the original things uncontrollably. Youji was pulled back again and again, ups and downs in pain, no one can help him in the memory of the past, he can only suffer.

There are many things that no one can help you except yourself.

That period of time was like that, Wu Shulan remembered many fragments, but every time he wanted to think about it carefully, those things began to break up again, like one after another colorful bubbles floating around in the air, when he didn’t need it, Eyes are everywhere, when needed, in front of him, let him watch them, they are broken and broken one by one, and they can't be found.

He seemed to remember it clearly, it was true, those unhappy things were all in his mind.

Sometimes I still think of it myself.

He didn't seem to remember clearly, and there was nothing wrong with it. The time that connected the gaps between things slipped away unconsciously, and he couldn't catch it and couldn't get it back.

It’s like a house, where there are things, they are always there when I look for them, but when I look for them, there is nothing there, I thought it was stolen, but I found it suddenly, I put it aside, I tried to find it again, but it disappeared again.

that's it...

The villagers sent away the searchers, and it was getting late.

The women cook at home, and the men light torches and look for him all over the mountains and wilds outside.

They tried to call Wu Shuyan's name, but at that time, Wu Shuyun didn't have a name, and others didn't call him formally.

He almost can't remember clearly, what was it called at that time?The villagers were shouting, shouting over and over again, walking from one side of the mountain to the other.

Wu Shulan closed her eyes, hugged herself tightly, shivered a little from the cold, didn't make a sound, didn't go out, and hid in the corner.

His position is constantly changing, he is very scared, worried that if he stays in one place all the time, he will be discovered by accident, when he breathes, his whole body trembles, when he moves, his fingertips are completely out of control, accurate Speaking of it, it is not stable enough, like a mourning top that is about to fall to the ground, and stubbornly insists on not wanting to accept this result.

Even though he knew that his final ending would not be very good, he was unwilling to accept it so quickly.

The trapped beast is still fighting, that's exactly what it is.

What's more, Wu Shuyan is not a trapped beast.At that time, he was younger than now, so it can't be counted.

The mountain was full of flying flames, and the flames jumped on the torches like the eyes of a huge monster.

The monster has a body as large as a mountain, with countless eyes, each eye is subtly different, but at first glance they look the same, these eyes are bright and majestic, ready to turn night into day, to find out the secrets hidden in oneself. Bugs on the body.

Monsters cannot bear to have their dignity challenged.

Wu Shulan was having difficulty breathing, his mouth was open, his chest was heaving, his eyes were wide open, and his vision was frightened. Sometimes it was as clear as a mirror, and sometimes it was blurry like fog. In a trance, it was almost impossible to be sure what it was that he saw.

He is afraid to see people, especially crowds, and he will definitely be taken back.

That is beyond doubt.

The villagers did not find him that night.

"Too late, not worth it for a brat."

"Go back to eat. You can look for it tomorrow."

"It's nothing if you can't find it tonight. The mountain is not big. When it dawns tomorrow, there is no room for him to run away. Even if he runs out, there is nothing he can do. Don't you know the news from other places? Other places will be fine." Is it time to let him go? I'm afraid that other places are more nervous than us. Go back, go home."

"It's just an unwanted beggar..."

The villagers turned and went home cursing.

Wu Shulan was dazed and hid in a hiding place only a few meters away from them. Hearing these words, he felt his heart beating like a drum.

Afraid of being discovered, he covered half of his face with his breath, and lay motionless on the ground.

The villagers finally left.

Wu Shulan's body was a little stiff. He tried to get up from the ground, and it was difficult for his limbs and joints to move.

Maybe it was for safety, maybe it was for peace of mind, Wu Shulan found that he couldn't stand up easily, so he didn't get up.

Wu Shulan was in the dark, looking for a safe foothold.

However, no matter how he walked, he felt that it was not safe enough, so he walked all night unknowingly.

He didn't sleep all night and was very sleepy. He usually had nothing to do and slept for a long time, much longer than ordinary people.

However, when Wu Shulan thought of those villagers who were holding torches, their eyes seemed to be bloodshot, he couldn't help raising his spirits again. The eyes are closed, and the eyes are not sleepy at all.

The drowsiness in my heart gradually dissipated.

Wu Shulan thought to himself: I have to go a long way.

He didn't know where he was going, but he knew he couldn't stop at this place. For those villagers who were recharging their energy, working all year round, exposed to the wind and the sun, eating and drinking enough, the next morning For the so-called bounty or just the imaginary honor that can be brought by capturing the assassin and handing it in, it is enough to make them stride forward excitedly.

Can't stop here.

Can't rest here either.

to go on.

Still have to go further.

Where do you go?

I don't know... let's go.

Anyway, that village is just a place to live, if one place can't live, just change it.

If you can't live in a place with crowds, find a place without them.

There is always a place to live...or, die early and be reborn early.

Wu Shulan continued to walk, he didn't dare to stop, and when he thought about it, he still felt scared.

He was tired, sleepy, hungry, cold and hot.

He couldn't quite tell if he was walking or not.

It doesn't matter, it's good to die on the road.

Wu Shulan walked forward mechanically.

He fell to the ground.

When he woke up, he was still alone on the ground.

Wu Shulan smiled, got up and continued walking.

He was trying to find some food, he found a small new village, he looked behind him, it was far away.

This is a place far away from the previous village.

It's okay...it's okay...really?it is true.

Wu Shulan was suddenly very sleepy, and this sleepiness came suddenly.

He fell to the ground again, maybe this is the aftereffect of traveling day and night, but it was not serious, he fell asleep, and when he got up, he confirmed that his position had not been moved while he was asleep.

Wu Shulan breathed a sigh of relief quietly, got up from the ground, stretched his neck, felt a little stiff neck, it was not a big problem, his wrists and ankles, and his walking posture finally became normal.

He walked to the village.

He found a place to live.

He is ready to rest.

He found food.

He heard the sound of wind and rain in his sleep.

He dreamed that he continued to hide in the mountains and was discovered by villagers, and he knew it was a dream.

The clearer footsteps in the wind and rain approached.