"If you want to ask me why I didn't kill Ishihara immediately after taking the gun, you're probably going to be disappointed. www.biquge.info Pennington leaned against the window and said with a little sadness, "I don't know what I was thinking. Maybe it's because I'm really tired of killing that day. He lowered his head and looked at his hands.

August 1991.

When Pennington woke up, he found himself lying on a bed in a log cabin. The interior of the house indicates that this is Orion's hut, and that he should have been rescued by Orion.

It seemed to be noon, and the bright sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves and into the small wooden house. Although it was August, the summer heat was blocked from the hut, and a scent of the forest permeated the house.

Everything in the room has a primitive atmosphere: rough wooden tables and chairs, low benches, baskets woven from the stems and leaves of plants. All this shows that the owner of the cottage is not like a "modern person".

Pennington's body was covered in a thick cloth, and in some places it was oozing blood slightly. He struggled to sit up, then tore open a strip of cloth from one of the wounds, only to find that the wound was covered with something brown like plant ash. He frowned, dipped his hand a little, leaned near his nose and sniffed, it was okay, it didn't stink.

"Are you awake?" said a lean man who opened the door and walked in, his Mandarin with a thick accent that Pennington struggled to listen to.

Pennington didn't speak, he subconsciously groped around his body.

"Are you looking for this?" Orion pulled out the dagger from the drawer of the small wooden table. He played with the dagger, "What kind of characters are engraved on the handle? It doesn't look like Chinese characters." ”

Pennington looked at the other party coldly and remained silent.

"It doesn't seem to be a domestic knife. "Orion is very curious.

"Give it back to me. Pennington spoke with difficulty. He spoke like a parrot's scream, which startled him.

"You've been wounded here. Orion gestured to his throat, "I'll get you all the bullets, eleven." ”

Pennington nodded effortlessly, "Thank you, please give me back the knife." He held on to the side of the bed and got out of bed trembling, but as soon as he got out of bed, he fell to the ground, and he grinned in pain.

Orion stepped forward and helped him back to the bed, "If you go now, you'll die." ”

Pennington lay down, panting in pain from the wound. After a while, he felt a little better, and then asked, "Why are you trying to save me?"

Orion frowned, a look of confusion on his dark face, "You're dying, shouldn't I save you?"

Pennington sighed inwardly, he didn't know if the other party was pretending to be stupid or really stupid.

"You can really sleep, you slept for three days. I almost thought you wouldn't wake up. Orion covered him with a thin quilt, "It's cold in the woods, you should be careful." ”

"Where did you find me?"

"Under the cliffs. Orion replied, "But I didn't meet you there. A smile appeared on his thin face, "I saw you when you were chased by two bad guys." But I didn't dare to come out, and only after they were gone did I go down the path to find you. He paused, "You're so hard, you're injured like this, and you didn't fall to your death." ”

"Didn't you see those two?" Pennington asked nervously.

"Of course not. "Those of us who grew up in the mountains know how to hide our tracks. ”

Pennington breathed a sigh of relief, he looked up at Orion, and said sincerely, "But you really shouldn't save me, you might get in trouble." ”

"Are you talking about the trouble, the Japanese-speaking guys?" Orion grinned, "I don't understand what they're saying, but I don't think they're a nuisance when a man's legs are broken, and a man is as stupid as a donkey, and they're not as smart as a hare." ”

Pennington thought silently for a while, and then wanted to sit up, but as soon as he exerted his strength, the wound in his abdomen hurt so much that he almost shed tears. He gasped for breath and took a moment before he spoke, "Sounds like you don't like neon people?"

"My grandfather died at the hands of the Neon Nations. Orion was silent for a moment, and then said slowly, "I only hate myself for being born late and not being able to go to battle." ”

"Then we have a common enemy. Pennington endured the pain, "I hope you don't betray me." ”

Orion's face darkened, and he threw the dagger on the bed, "I want you to fight with me." How dare you insult us Gruzirs!"

Pennington struggled to straighten his arm, finally reaching for the dagger. He grabbed the knife in his hand, then lifted the quilt with difficulty, "Come on." ”

Orion looked at Pennington, then pouted, and said angrily, "You are injured now, and I will not fight you." When you're well, I'm going to have a fight with you. ”

With that, he put the quilt back on Pennington, then turned and went out.

By the time the fall was over, Pennington's health was much better, and his broken leg was almost healed. The oriental herbs offered by Orion seem to have a mysterious power that not only saved him from infection, but also helped him rejuvenate.

When he felt he could walk, he stepped out of the hut every day, walked around the hut for a while, and even helped collect some firewood.

Pennington was secretive about his origins, he called himself "Old Pan", and the rest were reluctant to talk about it, but fortunately Orion didn't ask too much.

This hunter, named Bogammon, usually lives in the village and only comes out to live in the woods for a few days when he is hunting.

One evening, probably late October, Pennington was crouching in the open space in front of the cabin sorting out some of the mushrooms he had picked up. Bo Jia Meng went into the city to sell mountain goods, and he wanted to cook a pot of mushroom soup and wait for Bo Jia Meng to come back and eat it together.

Suddenly, a crisp laugh appeared behind him, startling him all over.

Pennington stood up at once, and when he turned around, he saw a petite and slender young woman who was looking at him curiously.

The woman was dressed in a black robe and trousers, and her trouser legs were tucked into boots embroidered with colorful stripes. She wears a headband made of colored silk threads on her head, and four small braids are cocked behind her head, like four playful little tails. In addition to this, there are two small purple wildflowers in her ear piercings.

Even in the dimly lit woods, Pennington could not be difficult to see that this was a girl who was a little pretty. Her skin was so fair that it seemed to glow. At this moment, she looked at Pennington with wide eyes, as if she were looking at an animal that she had never seen before.

"Who are you?" said Penning.

"That's what I'm going to say. The woman took two steps forward, and Pennington immediately took two steps back. The woman's Mandarin was not very good, and with a strange accent, Pennington couldn't tell where she was from.

"Answer my question. Pennington said coldly. He secretly drew his dagger and carried it behind his back.

"You really don't know what to do. The woman pursed her lips and said unhappily, "I should let you die." ”

This made Pennington even more vigilant, "What do you mean?"

"I originally wanted to save you, but if you look like this, forget it. After the woman finished speaking, she turned and left.

"Stop. Pennington stepped forward quickly, blocking the woman's path, "You make it clear. ”

"What do you say?" said the woman sneeringly, "and I don't care if you seek death." ”

"Why did I die?" Pennington furious.

The woman turned around and stretched out her index finger to point at the mushroom on the ground, "This mushroom is called 'hairy ghost umbrella', it is poisonous, and it can be eaten if it is generally handled well." But you can't eat what you've picked anymore. She glanced at Pennington, "The umbrellas of these hairy ghost umbrellas are all open, and the color of the umbrellas is also black, and you have made a lot of them." When you eat them all, you can go to see 'Chamu Jiang Jiang'. ”

"What is Chamu Jiang?" Pan Nington was confused.

"Chamu Jiang Jiang is our ancestor. The woman turned around and said with a grin, "That means you will die if you eat it." ”

Pennington looked at the woman in embarrassment.

"Besides, I saw a small wine bottle on your windowsill, and you were going to use this mushroom for a snack, didn't you?" the woman spoke so briskly that Pennington had to listen intently to barely understand.

"This 'hairy ghost umbrella' with an open umbrella, if you eat it with wine, the toxicity will develop faster. After the woman finished speaking, as if she didn't want to look at him again, she twisted her face to the side, "You let me go, I'll go back to the village." ”

"Thank you. Pennington looked at this young girl who might be his daughter, and felt a burst of gratitude in his heart, "I thought you were ...... just now."

"Think I'm a bad person?" the woman sneered, "Do you have any gold rings on you that are worth robbing the bad guys?"

Pennington was snatched by her, but he was not angry, he smiled slightly, and changed the subject, "I guess, you know the owner of this wooden house?"

"Do you mean Bogammon?" the woman smiled sweetly, "that's my brother." ”

Pennington was stunned, "He told me he had a sister, but he didn't say he wanted to come." ”

The woman grimaced, "My brother is keeping your affairs a secret. Before today, I didn't even know that there were Han people living in the cabin. By the way, you're Han, aren't you?"

Pennington hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"He used to hand over the money he used to pay for mountain goods, but in recent months, I have found out that he has paid the wrong amount. The woman pursed her lips, "I thought he had a crush on a girl from a certain family, and he didn't want to tell me about this sister." She looked at Pennington and smiled, "My name is Fan Long, and this name means 'season of flowering' in our language. ”

Pennington nodded, "My name is Old Pan." ”

"Are you old?" asked Fan Long curiously.

"It's like your father. Pennington knew that many ethnic minorities were married and had children at an early age, so he said casually.

"Are you fifty-five?" Fan Long's eyes widened, "Chamu Jiang Jiang! What medicine have you taken, why can't you see it?"

Pennington couldn't help but laugh, "I said about the same, but I didn't say the same big." He looked at Fan Long's big vibrant eyes, and suddenly thought of his wife, Yunji. His heart was filled with grief, and he couldn't help but say, "I'm forty-nine years old. ”

"That's not too old. Hey, are you married?"

Fan Long's straightforward question made Pennington feel a little funny, "You're a big girl, isn't it okay to ask others this kind of question?"

"What's this? Fan Long turned around and walked towards the wooden house, and as she walked, she said nonchalantly, "You can also ask me, I will tell you anything you ask me." ”

"I don't want to ask. Pennington chased after him.

"I'm eighteen years old, and I don't have a family or a relationship. "By the way, I like hunting, singing, and swimming, and I hate it when people tell me big things." ”

Fan Long walked around the cabin and nodded with satisfaction, "It's cleaned up well, it's much cleaner than my brother used to." ”

"Do you want to stay and eat together?" Pan Ningdong thought of those poisonous mushrooms, and his heart began to worry, "What should I do for dinner? The air-dried meat left over from before has already been eaten, so you can't always eat wild vegetables." ”

"I'm not interested, you can see that you can't open the pot here. Fan Long pouted, "It's dark, and you can't hunt, what do you eat?"

Pennington smiled bitterly, "The forest is full of food, and I can't be hungry." Besides, your brother might be back later. ”

"Today is the God Hunting Festival, so he can't take care of you. Fan Long jumped out of the cabin, and the heartless appearance made Pennington feel angry and amused. "Look at your ability! May Chamu Jiang bless you!" the little girl's crisp voice faded away.

That night, Pennington ate some wild vegetable porridge and went to sleep. While he was sleeping in a daze, someone knocked on the window, and he was so frightened that he immediately bounced out of bed.

Penning looked at it and saw a small face staring at him through the window. He sighed, lit the lamp, opened the door, and walked out, "What time is it?

"Here you go!" Fan Long handed him a large string of hares, and handed him a small package, "Inside is beef jerky, which is spicy, but it is very delicious." You should be able to eat spicy food, right?"

"You don't sleep at night just to bring me food?" Pennington asked in surprise, "how did you come here because the village is so far from here?"

"You forgot, I grew up in the mountains. Fan Long looked at him and suddenly asked, "Don't you thank me?"

Pennington looked at her and said, "The Han people have a saying, great kindness is not grateful. ”

Fan Long blinked, obviously not understanding.

"In other words, a very big kindness can't just be said 'thank you' and it will end. Pennington said solemnly, "You remind me of a Han legend, the snail girl." ”

"What does that mean?"

"I'll explain it to you when I have time. It's too late, do you want to stay here? I can sleep on the floor. Penning hesitated for a moment, "My leg hasn't fully recovered yet, and I can't take the mountain road to take you home." ”

Fan Long shook his head, "If my brother knew that I was sleeping in the same room with you, he would kill me." She smiled and said, "I can come, and of course I can go back." After speaking, she seemed to suddenly remember something, and added mysteriously, "Also, you can't tell my brother that I have been here, I came to check on him secretly, and he will be angry with me if he knows!"

Pennington nodded, "Then you wait a minute." He went back to the cabin, found a torch, and lit it. But when he walked out of the hut with the torch, Fan Long had already left.

"Plop", the grey forest owl standing on the branch above Pennington's head flapped its wings and flew away. In the mountains, only its cry of laughter and crying echoed.