Chapter 115: A boy in the mountains
Faced with such a pink sweet potato in front of me, I immediately raised my knife with great interest and shoveled at the sweet potatoes in the melon field.
I took a quick breath and scooped up more than twenty sweet potatoes from the sweet potato field, then peeled them with the silver scimitar in my hand, washed them clean, and put them in my mouth with a loud creaking sound.
At that moment, I only felt a burst of sweetness in my heart, and the taste of sweet potatoes was really delicious and sweet. I feel that sweet potatoes are the most delicious in the world. Of course, because my stomach was extremely hungry at that time, I was able to eat sweet potatoes even if they were not sweet.
When people are faced with hunger, where can they be picky eaters?
Just as I continued into the depths of the sweet potato, ready to pick a few more larger and chewier sweet potatoes, I suddenly realized that I had stepped on a soft object under my feet.
I wasn't curious at first, I just thought it was a frog or a toad or something like a field insect. But just as I sighed and looked down, I saw a man lying at my feet, a dead man.
The dead man's appearance was extremely miserable, he was covered in black blood, and when I turned his body over in horror, I found that the man's outfit was exactly the same as the other villagers in Rutana's village.
I know that this person must be a villager from Rutana's village, and the reason why he died suddenly in this misty mountain forest was probably because of poisoning. Because of the black pus and blood on his body, and the marks of being bitten by poisonous insects on the lower right side of his thigh, and there were several small black and purple holes in the place where he had been bitten, as soon as I saw the black pus and blood on his thigh, I immediately guessed that he was bitten by a poisonous snake.
I was short of breath, my chest was breathing violently, and I was afraid that I would be like the villager in front of me.
Just as I was crouching under the dense melon vine leaves in great fear, I suddenly heard a sound of heavy footsteps in my ears, which sounded very chaotic and very hurried.
I slowly stood up, curled up in the thick green vines of sweet potatoes, and stared at the footsteps. The moment I looked up, I saw a young man with a panicked and frightened expression, who was about eleven or twelve years old, with a pale face, and looked as if he had encountered something terrible.
To be honest, I originally thought that the person coming in front of me would be a professional wizard in the depths of the misty mountains and forests who could use the magic of Miao Jiang's witchcraft, but at that time I was still a little nervous in my heart, but now when I saw that the person who came was actually just a young boy, I couldn't help but relax all over.
At this time, I swallowed, flicked the dust off my body, and then walked up to the little boy with my head held high.
I stretched out my huge hands to stop him and said loudly, "Hey, child, are you from this mountain?" ”
When the little boy saw me suddenly appear in front of him, and my questioning attitude was very unkind, he couldn't help but tremble for a long time.
When he saw me and asked him loudly, the young man said, "Yes...... I am a villager in the mountains. ”
After I heard him say that he was a villager in the Misty Mountains and Forests, I couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in my heart, thinking that I could finally let him lead me to the depths of the Misty Mountains and Forests, and I believed that under his guidance, I could easily and without any danger, and reach the depths of the Misty Mountains and Forests unscathed, so that I could calmly and no longer be lonely to the deep forests.
I believe in my heart that under the leadership of this young man, I can even find the Zijin Dao people, the heirs of Maoshan.
When I thought of this, I couldn't help but feel a burst of ecstasy in my heart, but when I calmed down, I suddenly found that the young man in front of me looked like he was shaking all over, and he was shaking all over his body. Faced with his strange situation, I frowned and looked him up and down, frowned at him and asked, "Child, you look very scared, tell me, what are you afraid of?" ”
When the young boy heard my question, he somehow pulled out and ran.
Normally people would ignore the boy in such a situation, but I was a very curious person with a great desire to learn*, and I wondered why the boy had listened to my question and ran away.
So when I saw him pull back and run, I immediately pursued him. He ran in front, and I naturally chased after him.
Just imagine, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy can outrun a man like me who is energetic and has a long foundation in Chinese martial arts?
The boy ran less than twenty meters before I reached out and forcibly lifted him, and I lifted him into the sweet potato field, and then threw him the green vine grass.
I pointed to his nose and scolded, "Little rabbit, what are you running away, what the hell are you doing?" ”
The little boy was thrown so hard by my hand that his snow-white shirt was immediately splashed with wet mud. He gasped for air and muttered, "It's not a ghost...... It's not a ghost......
To be honest, I might have been in a better mood if he hadn't spoken, but when he retorted to me, I was naturally a little annoyed.
I stared at my eyes and snorted coldly, "Do you know the path in this misty mountain? ”
The young man froze for a moment, rolled his eyes, and then nodded heavily.
When I saw him like this, I immediately helped him up from the grass, then pointed to a piece of grass in front of me, and said angrily: "Then you take me to the village in the misty mountains and forests now." ”
When the young boy heard me say this, he somehow immediately burst into tears, "Wow".
Frankly, I am most afraid of women and children crying, and when they do, my mind will immediately go up. I'll be overwhelmed. In order to be able to coax the little boy not to cry, I spread my hands, squatted on the ground, patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.
I comforted me with kind words: "Don't cry! I'm not scolding you anymore, can you stop crying? ”
The little boy was very strange, and as soon as he heard my words, he began to cry even more passionately, and tears flowed from his eyes to his cheeks, and he wiped them with his hands.
Faced with such an embarrassing scene, I was stunned for a moment and began to be overwhelmed.
I could only squat in place, patiently waiting for him to finish crying, waiting for him to calm down.
I'm sure it won't be long before he himself will be quiet.