Pick up a dead man and bring him back

Chapter 8

My first words when I woke up were, "Damn 89!"

Then I saw the smiling public face almost touching the tip of my nose, "27, you missed me when you woke up?"

"..." I found that I was born unable to communicate with some people.

I turned my head and looked around, only to see the dense green grass, 89 squatting next to me with a look of great interest, and [-] sitting next to the campfire, sitting still with eyes closed, like an old monk in meditation.

It seems that at least away from Xuzhou, here is completely a suburb.

"Do you have any pursuers?" I asked, remembering the conversation I heard before I fainted.

When I stood up, I realized that I was actually leaning on a single tree. I said it was a single tree because, at a glance, it was green and lush, as high as my chest, just like a tall wheat field.

The grass near the tree has been cleared away, revealing a clearing.

"Are you talking about the emperor's people? Or the Mu family?" 89 showed distress, "The emperor's people were dumped by us three days ago, and now it is the Mu family who are chasing us."

I was a little surprised in my heart, I didn't expect that I was in a coma for three days.

But thinking about the other party's identity and behavior style, I feel relieved. If the other party wants to keep me from waking up, there are plenty of means.

It's just that I squinted my eyes and looked at 89, thinking about what he said before I fell into a coma, and felt that this person would definitely not be as simple as he appeared on the surface.

"Who is the Mu family?" I rubbed my neck and stretched my muscles, but I really didn't have a clue.

"A man of the Seventh Prince!" 89 said with a face of course, watching me gradually show a worried expression, "27 why have you forgotten, can't it be amnesia?"

I silently answered the sentence: I am not 27 in the first place.

The current situation is obvious, at least three people are chasing this medicine, one is the Seventh Prince, and the other is the Seventh Prince and the emperor.

Now that the Seventh Prince has got the medicine, the other two parties will inevitably fight for it.

It's just that I wonder why no one chased me before entering Xuzhou?

Of course I can't figure it out.

"When will we start again?" It was clearly daytime, but they didn't leave, their behavior was a bit ambiguous.

"Eighteen said, rest during the day and leave at night, we have the advantage at night." 89 laughed.

I was about to ask some more questions to get more information, but something hard was stuffed into my mouth, and then I saw a pair of silent eyes, Eighteen, calm under my surprised expression Confession: "After eating, take a good rest and talk less."

He continued to say to 89 next to him, "Shut up too!"

89 showed a very aggrieved expression, "You bully others, I will tell Fifteen when I return to camp!"

Eighteen ignored him, let go of me, jumped up an unknown big tree, leaned against the leafy branches, and remained motionless, like a big black bird resting on a tree.

I took out what was in my mouth and coughed suddenly. Shiba’s strength almost pierced my throat. I looked at Shiba on the tree in annoyance, and comforted myself silently: those who come out to mess around will have to pay back .It's not that I didn't report, the strength has not yet arrived!

He secretly planned, no matter what, he must learn the things of this world, including martial arts, it would be good if he could learn a little.

Otherwise, it really can only be slaughtered.

89 groaned, then raised his head and yelled at a certain one in the tree, "Eighteen! 27 doesn't know martial arts! Are you trying to choke him to death on purpose!"

Of course, Shiba ignored him at all.

But that tone, that look, made me pat him on the shoulder: "We are all brothers! Know how to be considerate!"

89 said a few more words, smiled and took out a piece of yellow orange from his bosom and stuffed it into my mouth, it turned out to be a piece of chicken leg.Exudes an attractive fragrance.

I thanked me kindly, and just about to take a bite, I suddenly and keenly felt something coming through the air from above. Of course I couldn’t dodge it. I was fine, but the chicken leg in my hand was stuck in the mud by a green leaf. land.

89 glanced at me in a daze, and said stammeringly, "27, did you forget that the throat was sealed with blood inside this thing?"

I glanced blankly at the chicken leg on the ground, and I didn't know whether I was frightened by the poison or by the leaf that was as fast as a knife, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on my back.

My heart sank to the bottom, I looked at 89, and emphasized again, "I am not 27!"

"Then who are you!"

"Jun Mo asked!"

"Ah? Tell me, okay 27?" 89's expression was confused.

"Jun Mo asked!" I answered again patiently.

"Why didn't you tell me?" 89 looked at me with sparkling eyes, gradually showing sadness.

I touched my forehead in frustration, and finally realized that there was something wrong. The kid in front of my feelings directly understood the three words "Jun Mo Wen" as "Don't ask."

As if venting, I took a bite of food that was suspected to be a hard sesame seed cake, which was the first food I ate when I came to this world, and replied absent-mindedly: "I mean, my name is Jun Mowen."

Suddenly flashed across the bottom of my heart was the figure dressed in black, whose wrists were deformed by my pinching, and gradually fading away in the twilight.

At the same time, I was thinking, since he is not 120 Seven, then I don't know what kind of person the real 120 Seven is.

It was safe and sound at night, and there were so many insects in the wetland. Even I, when I saw Shiba jumping down from the tree and preparing to leave, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The fire had long been extinguished, and 89 chattered by my side for a long time, until I was too lazy to talk to him anymore. This man decisively shifted the battlefield, jumping around lively and catching bugs, as if he had inexhaustible energy. When he set off, he still had more than enough energy Said, "Let me play for a while."

Shiba naturally ignored him.

At the beginning of the eighteenth, among me, and the rear of 89, a group of people fumbled, and finally walked out of the grass in the middle of the night amidst the chirping of 89.

The scenery suddenly opened up, but at the same time the sound of 89 stopped abruptly.

The ground not far from us was covered with bloodstains, a dozen people were lying on the ground, big and small, all motionless and lifeless, a few broken wheels rolled on the side, and the knife glowing with cold light was broken in half , fell sporadically next to the corpses, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air. The two people were lowering their heads and dragging these corpses into the cart with great effort.

Since the wind direction is to the west, we didn't smell it at all when we walked in the grass.

Eighteen, like a normal person, took the lead and walked to the front.

89 also rushed to the side of Shiba quickly, and turned to greet me, "There is nothing to be afraid of, 27 come quickly!"

Silently pointing the middle finger, I am too lazy to emphasize my name, this Sb can't communicate with him at all.

I frowned, not knowing what happened.

"Who is it!" 89's voice alarmed the two corpse collectors over there, and one of them shouted loudly.

"Passers-by." Shiba walked ahead and replied gently.

"Fart!" Another person cursed, "When will Jueji Ridge..."

The man didn't say the second half of the sentence, because Shiba had already pinched his neck, and the other man reacted very quickly, and immediately ran away, but within two steps, his head was in a different place, and his body was still moving forward due to inertia After taking two steps, a large amount of blood gushed out from the neck, and the scene was very bloody.

I don't know if it's my illusion, but when I saw Shiba finish these things, he gave me a fluttering glance, his cold and temperatureless eyes brushed against his skin inch by inch, making people stand upside down with chills.

"Why do you want to kill innocent people?" I frowned, a little confused about the mentality of killing people without knowing the situation.

"These two are bandits. Every bandit in Jueji Ridge has at least three lives in his hands, and there are only bandits here." Shiba explained indifferently, and then said, "For hundreds of years in Jueji Ridge, few out of the living."

My heart was shocked, the meaning was obvious, they were all killed by the people on the mountain, or taken away to make up the number of people, and these people who died before were just the meat of the bandits.

"Actually, I'm afraid that my word will be leaked." 89 yelled, "Eighteen has always been very thoughtful in doing things!"

I feel cold instantly.

The other party obviously doesn't know...

This is completely different from the education I received in my previous life. Their behavior is exactly the same as that of terrorists and has no humanity.

"Hurry up, it's still half a month away from Yongzhou."

Eighteen finished speaking, no more words.

89 pushed me, and I was forced to follow.

When passing by a corpse, he was suddenly grabbed by the ankle!