"Brother, why not?" I frowned.

"It's not that I won't let you go, it's just that some women have come during this time, and the place has become chaotic. "He expressed something very vaguely, but it made my expression solemn.

"What's the mess?" I clenched my fists.

"How can it be messy, women are bullied. He said it casually.

I immediately pressed his shoulders and pressed the weight on his shoulders.

"What are you doing?" he said, looking flustered.

"Take me there. As I spoke, I took a knife from my cuff and pressed it to his neck. He was obviously frightened by my behavior, and his tone suddenly panicked:

"You are calm, these are all people from the Fucha family, you moved me, and you can't get out yourself. ”

"Take me, don't make me say it again. I said to him, and pulled a large bag of silver out of my pocket.

"This is your reward. I shoved the bag of silver into him, and, ignoring his reaction, put the knife behind him. He was so held against me that he had no choice but to take me to that place.

I watched him all the way, fearing that he would tell him secretly. But he apparently didn't want to cause trouble, but quickened his pace, and avoided people as carefully as I did.

After a long time, I was taken by him to a row of gray and dark rooms.

"It's right ahead, I'll say okay first, we've never seen each other, you broke in on your own. If you want to go out, there is a high wall at the back. He whispered in my ear, and then pointed to the rows of rooms. I let him go and watched him run away.

I didn't ask him to stay, and from my brief analysis of him, this is a man who doesn't want to cause trouble. It's unlikely that such a person will take me to a fake place or send someone to arrest me. The survival rule of this kind of person is to live with your eyes closed.

I thought so, looking at the rows of gray and dark rooms in front of me. I was standing more than ten meters away from these houses, but I could already smell the sour smell on my face. The thought of Sakura living here makes me feel a little angry.

I pressed my nose and slowly approached the rooms.

The house was the oldest stone and mud wall, and the walls were covered with black paste. I leaned against the dilapidated doorrail of a room and looked inside.

There were many straw mats on the dirty floor, on which the poorly dressed refugees were lying like this. There was still some dried blood on the ground, and in the corners there was something stinking and there were many flies and insects flying on it on such a cold day.

I made a brief judgment to make sure there was no Sakura here, and then went to the second room.

The same mess, the same bad smell. I didn't stop after looking at the second room, and continued to walk to the third and fourth rooms. And my mind is tangled, I wish I could find Sakura, but I don't want her here.

By this time, the moon had begun to dim, and the clouds in the sky had begun to glow slightly. I knew that it was going to be dawn, so I had to speed up the search. I had to get back before dawn so I wouldn't get too much attention.

And when I looked at the last room, I still didn't see Sakura. At this point, I breathed a sigh of relief—the refugees in every room here were in dire straits, and many of them had torn clothes to cover their bodies, let alone cotton wool to protect them from the cold wind. Many had blood scabs on their bodies and injuries of varying severity...... Everything here is so shocking.

Looking at the gradually brightening clouds, I decided to withdraw for the time being. So I walked up to the high wall, and sleepiness haunted me, and I could only fight hard.

Just as I was walking to the place where I went out, and was already about to climb the wall, I suddenly heard some commotion in the distance. I hurriedly squatted under the wall, listening to the movement over there, and I could vaguely tell that someone was chasing something.

I don't want to cause trouble, so I'm going to hide here and wait for them to go away. But soon I realized that something was wrong, because it was a girl who was being chased, as if she was trying her best to suppress her cries, for fear of provoking the Fucha family. Being chased after people in such a place and at such a time is the kind of thing that "women are bullied". I don't think I'm a person of high moral character, but that girl's crying always reminds me of someone. Finally I sighed, climbed up the wall, and hurried in the direction of the sound.

Fuchaino, you play yourself to death sooner or later, what kind of hero? I yelled at myself in my heart.

I searched for the direction of the sound and quickened my pace. In the distance, a few men were chasing a woman, which seemed to be similar to what I had guessed.

I took the knife from my cuff and ran at them, not daring to shout. After all, this is the place of the Fucha family, and I don't want to cause any trouble yet.

"What else are you running, can you outrun us?" the men's voices were uncontrollable, so I could hear them clearly. I continued to quicken my pace, and soon I was behind them.

"Who?" a man shouted to me as he sensed me behind him.

I was speechless for a while. This guy's clothes don't belong to the Fucha family at first glance, doesn't he know that this is the territory of the Fucha family? If he speaks so loudly, isn't he afraid of disturbing the people of the Fucha family?

I was still thinking about it, but I saw the girl's face. At this moment, my mood changed abruptly and rushed directly towards them.

"Who are you?" they were still asking, but they met my fist.

Punches, retreats, detours. It took me very little effort to shake the three men in front of me. They probably didn't realize that I was going to be so aggressive, trying to break their joints. It took a lot of effort for me to keep myself from killing. Even at the last moment I had already taken the knife in my hand and aimed it at the carotid artery of one of them, but at the last moment I withdrew my hand and only kicked him unconscious.

I was so irritable because I saw the woman's face.

She looked at me with tears in her eyes, and everything was as it had been when I first met her, except for a vague emotion in her eyes.

Wei Lengluo.

I walked up to her, dropped the knife in my hand, tried to say something, but couldn't say a word. There have been many brave moments in my life, and there have been many moments of weakness and cowardice. At this time, in the face of her, my nervous heart was cowardly, and all my previous bravery seemed to lose color.

"Ino. But she spoke.

"Are you Wei Lengluo, or Sakura. I asked.

She looked at me with emotion in her eyes that I couldn't guess. Finally she walked up to me and muttered, "Sakura is also Wei Lengluo." ”

"Oh. I wanted to say a lot, but I could only say "oh". At this moment, I seemed to have lost the ability to speak, and could only look at her blankly, what was the emotion in my heart? For the first time, I lost my judgment of myself.

"Now the whole country is looking for me. She said, her eyes darkening.

I looked at her, at her shabby but cleanly washed clothes. Looking at the slight wound on her right hand, looking at the silence in her eyes, I don't know where a fearlessness came from, and said to her:

"If the emperor wants you, I will help you fight against the emperor. If you are wanted by the world, then I will bear the world. ”