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Instead, he fell into a deep coma or became a brain-dead vegetative person.

By the time Wu Yuanqing left after three more days of recuperation in the woman's house, he still showed no signs of waking up.

Originally, Wu Yuanqing wanted the woman's family to tie up Wang Junkuo to receive the reward, but he was worried that if Wang Junkuo's remnants or cronies found out about it, they would find a family to take revenge.

Moreover, the man's thigh was injured, and it was impossible to get Wang Junkuo down the mountain, and the woman and the wood did not have the courage.

It is impossible for Wu Yuanqing to take such a Wang Junkuo to Chang'an, not to say whether he is willing or not, the key is that he can't take it. After thinking about it, Wu Yuanqing simply chopped off Wang Junkuo's head with a knife, and decided to take his head back.

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"I'll go, starve him to death," Wu Yuanqing squatted on the side of the road, drooling as he looked at the cake stall not far away. There was a round rumbling package beside him, as well as Wang Junkuo's treasure knife.

It was the seventh day since he left the woman's family, and he spent two days wandering around the mountains alone.

On that day, the man could not go down the mountain because of his leg injury, and the woman had to take care of him, so the responsibility of sending him down the mountain was handed over to the wood.

Mu didn't dare to go down the mountain too far alone, so he sent him to the side of the path at the bottom of the mountain, pointed out the direction and turned back.

Wu Yuanqing walked in the direction of the wood for a long time and found that he was lost again, so after more than two days in the mountains, he finally came out, and the food that the woman brought had already been eaten.

originally thought that when I got out of the mountain, I would encounter the team searching for me and Wang Junkuo, but I didn't see any suspicious people after walking on the road for a long time.

I looked for a passing question on the road, and only then did I know that my location was already in Lantian territory, and I didn't know how far away it was from Weinanyi.

Now that he is blind, the search and rescue pursuer is completely in the opposite direction to the place where he is, and it is impossible to meet him at all.

But the stomach is empty, the hungry are dizzy, and it is not possible to eat without eating.

Wu Yuanqing thought that he should get some money to spend, although he and Wang Junkuo had no idea where to throw the money and valuable things they carried when they ran away, but the dagger and Wang Junkuo's treasure knife can always be sold for some money, it's really not good, Wang Junkuo's head can always get a reward from the government, even if he doesn't give a reward, as the eldest son of Ying Guogong, the little grandfather, the government should always get some food and report a letter to the family or something.

As a result, it turned out that Wu Yuanqing thought too well.

He is not even as good as a beggar now, who believes it when he says that he is a little grandfather, who believes it when he says that he has Wang Junkuo's head, the news has already spread all around Chang'an, Wang Junkuo has fled to the Turks, how can it appear in Lantian in the south.

So when Wu Yuanqing met a servant, explained his identity, and showed Wang Junkuo's head to others, the official took out a knife and put it on Wu Yuanqing's neck, saying that Wu Yuanqing was the murderer of the murderer and broke the corpse, and he wanted to take him back and put him in prison for trial.

Wu Yuanqing understood when he saw this posture, with his current appearance and without any identity credentials, it was difficult for people to believe his words, he was going to be arrested and put in prison, and he didn't know how to concoct torture to extract a confession. I didn't wait for my identity to figure out, and I was killed.

In the end, Wu Yuanqing used all his skills to escape from the hands of the officials.

Later, Wu Yuanqing wanted to sell daggers and knives again, but because of his current beggar, he was almost robbed several times in a row.

After several times, Wu Yuanqing was desperate.

If you can't get money and food on the right path, then you can only follow the crooked path.

So in the next few days, in addition to hurrying, Wu Yuanqing spent the rest of his time trying his best to cheat and steal, if he could, if he could, if he couldn't, if he couldn't steal, if he couldn't steal, then he had to rob it.

This guy once snatched a rice cake from a little girl of four or five years old on the side of the road and ate half of it.

The rice cake was still biting in the little girl's mouth, so he snatched it up, and ran away when he was done, stuffing it into his mouth as he ran.

The little girl's mother in the back, a well-dressed woman, chased after her with a stone.

Anyway, in a few days, Wu Yuanqing has done everything that has nothing to do.

Finally, on the seventh day after being sent down the mountain by wood, Wu Yuanqing came to the outside of Chang'an City.

Looking at the majestic Qixia Gate in the distance, Wu Yuanqing was so hungry that he didn't want to take a step anymore, so he squatted on the side of the road and drooled at the cooking cake stall.

"Do you want to rob a few of his mother's ones," Wu Yuanqing secretly pondered.

But looking at the soldiers patrolling back and forth in the distance and the shining weapons in their hands, Wu Yuanqing immediately dispelled this idea.

"No, you can't mess around while victory is in sight"

On one side was a screaming stomach, and on the other side was the risk of being caught, just when Wu Yuanqing was caught in the battle between heaven and man, an angry voice sounded in his ears.

"The eldest grandson of the dog day, if you don't do anything, you have to hold a poetry meeting, and you have to hold a poetry meeting, why do you want to call Lao Tzu. In order to please the princess, why should he let Lao Tzu make a fool of himself, Lao Tzu will not be this foil for him. ”

"Childe, it's okay to complain a few sentences, but this should go back to you, who let this be asked by the grandfather, if you don't go, let the grandfather know that it is time to beat you again" A fourteen or fifteen-year-old young man smiled bitterly to dissuade.

"Hey, it's a shame to not be able to write a poem, what else to do, I really don't know what my father thinks. If he can show his face, Ben Gongzi is willing to play," the man known as Childe sighed.

Wu Yuanqing looked up when he heard the sound, and saw the two people who spoke, one was burly, dressed very beautifully, but he had a long beard, but he was not very old when he heard the voice, and the other was obviously dressed as a young man, fourteen or fifteen years old, who was the one who had just opened his mouth to persuade him.

The two were resting and drinking water at the tea shop next to the cake stall, and Wu Yuanqing came over with a smile.

"This son, did you just say that you are going to attend the poetry meeting?"

"Lao Tzu participates in the poetry meeting or not, it's your business" This son didn't give Wu Yuanqing a good face, and scolded in a rough voice.

Although he spoke ill of him, he only questioned Wu Yuanqing, but he did not show any ill feelings towards Wu Yuanqing's outfit.

On the contrary, the little guy next to him covered his nose and glared at Wu Yuanqing with disgust.

"Hehe, if you don't want to lose face but show your face, it's naturally my business," Wu Yuanqing smiled disapprovingly.

"Show your face, what do you say," the boy asked eagerly.

(To be continued.) )