Chapter 107: A Small Path
"They, they're refugees with nowhere to go." Number 1 shrewdly picked up the topic.
"Refugees?" A big mouth on Hebo's shriveled old face turned to the right, "What refugee?" ”
"That, Lord Hebo, here's the thing." The buzzing vocabulary in No. 1's mind gushed out like a volcano, "It was a dark day, and we Turtle Tribesmen, under the leadership of Captain Ji, who were abandoned by man and god, carried out a brutal massacre against the poor Rabbit Tribe, staining the beach red, staining the sea red, and staining the pitch-black rocky ground on the Dice Stone dozens of nautical miles away. ”
"Hmph, it's not a good thing you bastards did!"
"Yes, although not voluntarily, we are all sinners. Therefore, no matter how much you suffer when you come to serve this time, you will only treat yourself as two hundred and five, and no matter how many sins you suffer, you will grit your teeth and face it. But these three refugees are not like us. No. 1 pointed to the three people beside him and continued, "Pai Gow told us that if we want to be human again, we must first salvage the bodies of all the people who cross the rabbit. It was really an eye-opener for Lord Washiami, and just when we were sorting out the scene with a heavy heart, we actually found three survivors of the Bunny Clan, who were them. ”
"They're from the Bunny Clan?" He Bo said suspiciously.
"Yes. We have destroyed their people, destroyed their homes, and we are ashamed of them! Number 1 cried out in anguish, "We are willing to give everything in order to lighten the sins in our hearts, but who knows that they don't want anything." They don't want our care, their gold, they just want to leave the sad place of the Water Realm forever. ”
"So you took these three refugees in and took them with you?" Hebo's big mouth skimmed from the right side to the left again.
"I didn't dare to take it in, and it just so happened that we were going to leave the water realm permanently, so I invited them to go on the road together. At first, of course, they were reluctant, and I can understand that, so we have been secretly protecting them. But who knew that everyone's goal was the same, they all came to the Wind Turbine Bureau, and with our continuous sincerity, everyone gradually came together. So we have two hundred and one people. ”
"I see." Hebo looked at Lord Poker, Ziqi and Lingling said, "Then can you tell me why you want to target the Wind Turbine Bureau?" ”
"Because we've got nowhere to go, and because we've got ......" Poker Master didn't know what to say.
When he saw the towering walls and the tight gates, Lord Poker knew that it might not work to explain his intentions directly. This skilled janitor wouldn't let himself in easily.
"Because of what?" Hebo's expression was obviously a little more serious.
"Because I'm afraid that only a great organization like the Wind Control Bureau is willing to accept us refugees in this world." Lingling took over the conversation.
"Oh? So the name of our Wind Turbine has spread to the realm of water? Hebo's expression was still serious, but it was obviously deliberate, and even though the expression on his face hadn't changed in any way, the smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden.
"Why?" Lingling continued, "It's like thunder. The little clan taught us that if we encounter a disaster in the future, then we should not hesitate to go to the Wind Control Bureau, which is the most trustworthy place in the world. ”
"Yes, that's it, so the three of us refugees didn't even think about it, so we rushed to the Wind Turbine Bureau." Ziqi also chimed in.
"Okay, that's a good point." Hebo's grim expression gradually thawed, and his two thin legs like withered branches slowly squatted down on the city gate.
"Would you like to let us all in, then?" Number 1 said excitedly.
All eyes were on the shriveled old man crouching on the pink gate.
At this moment, he was shirtless, wearing a pair of black and gray shorts, as if he didn't know what the cold was. He was so thin that every rib was clearly visible, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.
"Say a few more words." Hebo spoke, "Say a few more words and I'll let you in." ”
"Huh?" No. 1 looked at the strange old man at the city gate, and his brain began to run rapidly, "We heard that the Wind Turbine Bureau is an organization that is deeply loved by the people of the Wind Turbine Port, and it manages the entire market in an orderly manner. The fact that the Great Wind Port is as prosperous as it is today is due to the Wind Control Bureau. ”
"Hmph, that's good." He Bo said lightly, not very satisfied.
"The captain is right." No. 2 also came up, "I've also heard that the Wind Turbine is the foundation of the Ice Realm, and without the Storm Authority, there would be no Storm Harbor. ”
"That's right." Hebo pursed his lips, still not satisfied.
Hmph, these people are really stupid, it's nothing more than the fact that the Wind Turbine Bureau built the Wind Turbine Harbor, what is there to say?
The most important thing is that Lord Ben is sitting here, can't they see?
"I've heard that the Wind Turbine will open its doors to all the unfortunate people in this world." Ling Ling spoke, "Because there's a kind janitor in the Wind Turbine Bureau. ”
"Well said!" Hebo finally reacted, "You little girl is quite smart, you can say a few more words." ”
"I know that this well-wisher who has been praised is you, Lord Hebo." Lingling said as she winked at a few people around her.
"Yes, Lord Hebo has always had a compassionate heart to help the suffering." Ziqi echoed on the side.
"And the wisdom to discern good from evil." Number 1 also chimed in.
Very good, very good, Hebo closed his eyes very much in enjoyment.
At this time, the crowd exploded.
Because all the people of the turtle tribe have understood, it turns out that this strange old man wants to sing praises. That's what they do best.
"And the majestic figure."
"yes, look at the people, these strong muscles?"
"It's a strong body that isn't afraid of the cold."
"This elegant posture when drinking tea."
"Lord Hebo, you are our idol."
"Yes, not only our idols, but also ......"
"It's still the idol of thousands of girls!"
"Yes, the idol of thousands of girls!"
He Bo opened his eyes in an instant, his shriveled cheeks were flushed, and even his entire upper body was red, not because of the cold, but because of excitement.
The idol of thousands of girls? They say I'm the idol of thousands of girls?
"Hahaha!"
He Bo squatted on the city gate, laughing as if no one was around, and his shriveled body trembled violently.
The praise died down, because everyone knew that the purpose had been achieved.
The idol of thousands of girls? What a wonderful sentence, I really should let that dead fat man Jiang Lang listen to it.
"Hahaha!" Hebo was still laughing presumptuously, his small body trembled even more, and the ribs were clearly visible up and down, which really made people worry that his old man would fall apart for a while.
The laughter became more and more exaggerated, and He Bo seemed to be holding a bad breath in his heart, and he needed to laugh unbridled to release it.
Because squatting on top of the pink gate, the vibration was transmitted through the pink gate to the largest black gate, and then to the majestic city wall through the black gate, and finally the entire city wall actually shook with it.
"Knock, knock, knock."
The three unlucky strange birds were shocked down one after another, and they were bleeding profusely, and they seemed to be even more miserable than the bird that had just been shaken to death by the doorknock as a drive.
Finally, Hebo was tired of laughing, and the source of laughter stopped, but the whole city wall was still making its final shakes......
In the midst of this remaining laughter, Hebo's squatting legs suddenly exerted force, and his shriveled body flew straight up like a flea.
Everyone only felt that the white light flashed in front of them, and Hebo, who was squatting on the pink gate, disappeared.
"Boom!"
A louder noise appeared, dispelling all remaining laughter.
The pink door slowly shrank back until it was in its original position, close to the large, black door.
"Listen to me."
Hebo's voice came clearly from the top of everyone's heads.
"I will not allow three refugees to serve in the Wind Turbine."
"Hey, you guy, are you playing with us?" Master Poker yelled angrily at the seemingly tall wall.
"Hmph, don't get excited, listen to me first." He Bo said unhurriedly, "The people of the Turtle Crossing Clan are completely to blame for coming to serve in the Wind Turbine Bureau. But you're different, you're already refugees, you're victims, you're homeless and wretched, how can I still let you serve? ”
"And you, what do you mean?"
"As you said, the Storm Authority is a trustworthy place that will open its doors to all those unfortunate. So naturally, I would like to welcome you three refugees. I hope you can live happily in the Wind Turbine instead of serving hard. ”
"What, what?"
Just when the three poker adults were at a loss, a door opened in front of them.
It's the little pale blue door that is more than a person tall.
A path opens through an open door.
It is a grass-paved path, and the sides of the path are full of colorful flowers. From time to time, there are also beautiful butterflies dancing among the flowers.
It's like a road to heaven!
"Three, please come in. On behalf of the Wind Control Bureau, I would like to welcome you. Hebo's voice was full of enthusiasm.
"We, shall we just go in like this?" Lingling looked at Master Poker.
Master Poker stared intently at the path.
Because of the huge city wall, the place where everyone was located was relatively dark, and the world inside the door looked very bright, everywhere seemed to be bathed in sunlight, and from time to time you could smell the refreshing fragrance of flowers.
"Let's go." Master Poker finally made a decision, "It's important to save Ah Zao." When passing by Ziqi and Lingling, Master Poker added in a low voice.
"Okay."
Ziqi and Lingling also followed behind Master Poker and walked towards the small pale blue door.