"Hero?" Shura shook his head when he heard the little boy's shout, "I'm not interested. ”

"Hero!" the boy saw that his savior didn't pay attention to him, but just walked away, and couldn't help shouting anxiously, "Hero, you are also injured, why don't you rest and recuperate in the town with me!"

As soon as the words fell, the boy saw the benefactor who had left straight away turn his head and walk back. As he approached him, he looked down at the boy with a blank face and said, "You mean there's a town nearby?"

It was the first time for the boy to be so close to Shura, and he could only feel an emotionless coldness from the other party's body, which made him swallow a mouthful of saliva. But then it occurred to him that it was this hero who saved him not long ago, or he didn't know where he would be taken by those bandits.

Thinking of this, the boy suppressed the inexplicable fear in his heart and said, "Hero, the town is not far from here. My family lives in the town, and it won't take a while to get there. ”

Shura nodded, mumbled and turned to leave. After walking a few steps, he turned his head, looked at the boy who was still stunned, and said, "What are you waiting for? Take me to town." ”

Only then did the boy react, smiled and nodded heavily, and then hurriedly ran to follow. "Hero, stay at my house when you get to town! I'll ask A-Niang and A-Sister to prepare something to eat for you. ”

"Yes, yes. Shura's answer was a little stiff, and after the two walked for a while, he suddenly said, "Don't call me a hero after that." ”

"Hmm......" The boy seemed to have recovered a little from the horror of being tied up before, his eyes rolled and said, "If you don't call you a hero, then call you Engong!"

Shura nodded, which was considered a tacit acquiescence. There was nothing to say all the way, and the boy seemed to feel that the atmosphere was awkward, and he asked again, "Engong, what is your name?"

Shura just glanced at the boy, still cherishing the words like gold. Seeing that his Engong ignored him, the boy was not embarrassed, and said to himself, "Engong, my name is Huang Gui, and the people in the town call me Xiao Guizi." Our town is good, although it is not big, but the neighborhood relationship is good, they are all uncles, aunts and aunts! Our noodles here are famous, and I heard from the merchants who come and go that there is no other place where the noodles in my town are delicious. ”

"Hmm......" Shura listened to Xiao Guizi talking there, and finally felt that it was not good for him to respond silently, but he only squeezed a syllable out of his throat.

However, after hearing this response, Xiao Guizi introduced the customs of their town more energetically, and when it came to the happy place, Xiao Guizi spit out a place, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Shura heard the name of the place very clearly, it was called the Gray Mist Valley. After watching Xiao Guizi finish saying this name, he immediately covered his mouth, making Shura understand that this is obviously a place that cannot be said.

However, Shura didn't care, his destination was the border, and everything on the road was not his concern. Follow Xiao Guizi back to the town, it's just a place to rest.

Xiao Guizi saw that his engong was not interested in the place he accidentally said, and he also relieved his heart at the moment, and continued to walk in front of him chattering, suddenly he saw the blood stains under Shura's ribs again, and hurriedly asked with concern, "Benefactor, is your injury serious?"

"No, I don't. Shura ended the conversation with a short two-word sentence, but this time he finally added, "There's a restaurant in town, right? I'm looking for some meat." ”

"Meat, ah......" Xiao Guizi was finally silent for a moment, and then resumed his previous tone and said, "Why do you want to go to the restaurant? Of course the benefactor is going to my house, and I will treat the benefactor with the best food." ”

Shura just nodded, and then fell silent again.

......

I know from Xiao Guizi that the town is called Fenghe. It was originally a fertile place, but as the war continued in recent years, there were many strong men in the town, which made the people who went to the fields to work less and less, and this treasure land was only empty of fertile land, but there were no more people to do farm work. The output of grains, vegetables, melons and fruits is getting lower and lower year by year.

Listening to Xiao Guizi's complaints about this status quo on the way, Shura also had a certain understanding of this town in his heart. By the time we arrived in the town, it was already dark, and there were no people in the streets and alleys, but judging from the lights on in every house, the residents of the town were at home at this time, or preparing dinner, or having already eaten.

When Shura followed Katsuriko back to his house, the house was very quiet, and there was a faint sound of women sobbing in the back room. When Xiao Guizi's voice sounded, the sound of a stool falling to the ground suddenly came from the back room.

Then two hurried footsteps came, and I saw an elderly woman and a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl running out. When they saw Xiao Guizi standing at the door, they had an incredible look on their faces.

At first, I couldn't believe that Xiao Guizi could come back, but after being stunned for a while to confirm that this was not a hallucination, the woman finally couldn't help crying, ran to Xiao Guizi in a few steps and hugged the boy, and sobbed in a low voice.

On the contrary, the girl was quite calm, she looked at Shura playfully and asked, "Sir, did you rescue my brother?"

Shura nodded, maintaining his usual nonchalant style.

When the girl saw the other party's admission, she hurriedly bowed deeply and said, "I'm Huang Lin, the sister of Xiao Guizi, and Lin'er has thanked her husband here." ”

At this time, the woman also came out of the joy of the child's loss, and she quickly stood up, bowed to Shura, and said, "Thank you for your life-saving grace." ”

"Don't be so polite, that ......" Shura hadn't said yet, his stomach had already spoken first.

Hearing such a loud sound in the other party's stomach, Xiao Guizi hurriedly said, "Mother, hurry up and cook for my benefactor! Take out all the best things in our family, I promised Engong to give him the best food in our town." ”

Huang Mu nodded hurriedly, and then quickly went to the kitchen to clean up. Xiao Lin'er cleaned up the dining table, set up the stool for Shura to sit down, and brought white water to quench his thirst first.

After a while, the smell of rice wafted out of the kitchen, and Shura couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva as she asked about the taste. Xiao Guizi looked at Shura's appearance and said proudly, "The noodles in our Fenghe Town are quite famous, and among them, the noodles are the façade of our town. I don't dare to say anything else, but as a child, my mother is also the number one in the town. ”

"Don't listen to my brother's nonsense, other people's cooking is delicious. At this time, Xiao Lin'er walked out with a large bowl like a basin and leaned on the wooden table in front of Shura.

Shura looked at the large bowl in front of him and showed a look of surprise. Xiao Lin'er looked at him, covered her mouth and said with a chuckle, "Every foreigner who comes to our town has such an expression when they see this sea bowl for the first time." But don't worry if you can't finish it, look at the bowl?"

Shura nodded and looked at it, only to see that although the bowl was large, the noodles and noodles only accounted for half of it.

Lin'er explained, "It's our custom to eat noodles in a sea bowl, which is easy to mix evenly, and it can also make the noodles cool faster and better in the mouth. ”

Shura nodded, he sniffed and smelled a tempting aroma of meat, and he couldn't help but move his index finger at the moment, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

After taking a bite, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Mmmm!"

Looking at the benefactor who had been cold and silent, it was difficult to hold back his admiration at this time, and the two brothers and sisters were still busy clearing the yellow mother who was leaning against the kitchen door, and they showed a satisfied smile.

At night, Shura naturally stayed at Xiao Guizi's house. In the room arranged for him, Shura carefully took off his clothes, and suddenly grinned, it turned out that the knife wound under his ribs had broken a little open, and some blood flowed out.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Shura hurriedly put on his clothes and opened the door. I found Xiao Lin'er standing there outside the door, holding a large wooden basin and a clean towel in her hand at this time.

"Something?" asked Shura.

"Benefactor, I saw that you had been in the dust all the way, and I definitely wanted to clean my body, so I specially boiled hot water for you. Xiao Lin'er stood at the door, a little shy, but she couldn't bear to run away.

"Oh, thanks. Shura nodded and reached for the basin.

This action made the strong muscles inside his original clothes exposed, and this scene made Xiao Lin'er's face red and transparent. But then she saw the wound under her benefactor's ribs, and after passing the basin of water, she covered her mouth and whispered, "Benefactor, do you have an injury?"

"Ah, it's okay, it's a small injury. Shura said indifferently, and then walked to the house with the basin.

Xiao Lin'er hurriedly said, "Benefactor, wait for me." ”

After saying that, he ran out, and soon ran back. This time, there was no shyness on her face, as if it was the wound on Shura's body that made her unable to care about the shyness of men and women for a while.

I saw her walk in with some strips of white cloth and a bottle, pressed Shura to the bed, picked up a towel and wiped his upper body without saying anything, and then took out some of the medicinal powder in the bottle and wiped it on the wound, and then wrapped the wound with a white cloth.

After getting this, Xiao Lin'er let out a sigh of relaxation, wiped her sweat and suddenly thought of something, her face turned red, she said good night, and hurriedly ran out with a wooden basin.

Shura didn't feel anything wrong, just moved his body, and then sighed, "It seems that I am still far away, but the mountain bandits I met on the road can hurt myself, if I go to the battlefield now, can I kill all the Luo dogs and avenge my parents and everyone in the village?"

With such a question, Shura lay on the bed and slowly fell asleep.

By the next day, everyone in the town knew that Xiao Guizi had been rescued from the bandits. Everyone came to visit Shura and insisted that Shura stay in the town for a few more days to thank him for his kindness.

Shura, who hadn't experienced such enthusiasm for a long time, didn't know how to refuse for a while, so he stayed for two more days half-pushed. However, in the past few days, he knew that because most of the men in the village who were in the prime of life had gone to the front, there was not much stock in every household at this time, let alone meat.

For taking out the only meat to entertain his Huang family, Shura felt a little more guilty in his heart. He simply took out some money from the entanglement and put it under the pillow, and when he left, the Huang family would definitely be able to find it when they cleaned up.

In addition, in the past two days, he heard everyone talk about the most in the streets and alleys is the Gray Fog Valley, and when it comes to it, people have fear in their tones, it is said that the Gray Fog Valley was not called this before, and it was only after it was suddenly covered by a thick gray fog in the past two years that it got its name.

None of the people who went in came out, as if there were some man-eating monsters inside. This made Shura interested, thinking that his strength was not as strong as he imagined, and if he had the opportunity to fight before going to the battlefield, it would be good to let himself experience more.

So Shura made a note of this somewhat mysterious valley in his heart, and prepared to go there to temper himself after leaving the town.