Chapter 13 I can't go back, I have to go back
Yingzhou City Street
"Dad, mother, we have a lot of silver taels at once, and we can buy dozens of cows, then Brother Chunguang and I won't be able to let them go."
"Put, put, put, put you a big watermelon, although my Li Chunguang's family was poor when I was a child, and I let go of the cow a few times when I was studying, it was all a matter of the Year of the Monkey and the Horse Month, I rely on it, big brother, I came all the way to put dozens of cows for you, I show off, I still have to hurry up and think about how to go back is the king" Li Chunguang can only do this at present.
I muttered in my heart when I had something, I can't help it, no one else knows what I'm talking about, and I can't ask why, grandma's, at a critical time, I have to rely on myself.
"Uncle Liu, Aunt Liu, you have this silver, I can't go back with you, I can't follow you anymore, I don't actually belong to you, I have to find a way to go back to my own home, back to my real home.
"And you'd better not go back to Liujia Village, the man in black will definitely come back, you can do some business here with this silver, oh, just do some business, or go to other places, you must not go back to Liujia Village" Li Chunguang explained one by one.
"Sanniu, we don't go back to Liujia Village, we are looking for a place to live in the city, you are alone, no relatives and no reason, even if you want to go home, you have to eat a full stomach, take your time, or follow us first" Uncle Liu said.
In fact, Li Chunguang knew in his heart that the reason why Liujiacun was slaughtered must have nothing to do with him, but Uncle Liu's family didn't know about it, and staying with them any longer was afraid that it would affect Uncle Liu's family, and the goal of separating a person was small, and it was relatively not easy to be discovered, even if he was discovered, Li Chunguang would get out cheaply alone.
After separating from Uncle Liu's family, Li Chunguang wandered aimlessly on the streets of Yingzhou City alone, and he was not hungry.
In other words, it has been more than three months since he came here, and Li Chunguang has not yet felt the customs here, let alone gone to the city to go shopping.
In the first two months, he was basically seriously injured and bedridden, and he was barely able to walk on the ground, and he was dragged to Uncle Liu's house to herd cattle, do farm work, and compensate for the loss of stoned cattle.
"Damn, wait, I almost missed such an important information" Li Chunguang had a flash of inspiration, and his whole body was excited.
"That big witch stick, obviously calculated that Lao Tzu was from Zhongguo, but said that Lao Tzu was not, is it a mistake? Or is there someone else in Middle-earthγγγγγ
Li Chunguang tried hard to recall the night when he was drunk, "My friend celebrated his birthday, drank together, and was already drunk when he broke up, who still remembers who was with whom, could it be that someone has also crossed over here like me, and the people of Middle-earth that the big witch stick said are not me?" β
It must be like this, Li Chunguang felt that he could cross over, and the person who was with him that night must have also crossed over, who was it that night?
Li Chunguang never remembered.
The only hope now is the big turtle.
Eh, isn't it a big witch stick, why did it become a big witch turtle again?
You call him whatever I want.
Looks like he has to go back, as long as he finds that big witch stick, he should have a way.