The figure hurrying through the forest was Wan Tang carrying Brother Liu on his back, and the stone following him, holding a woodcutter and carrying a bamboo bow.

Because of Brother Liu's injury, after a few casual greetings with Zheng Weimin and others, Wan Tang pointed out the direction of the forest for them, and then picked up Brother Liu, who was still unconscious, and rushed to Dongfang Village.

Along the way, Wan Tang was glad that the conflict just now was just a misunderstanding, not because he was afraid of the conflict, but because he was afraid that after the conflict, it might lead to a series of changes.

Since regaining his sense of self and staying in Dongfang Village for more than two years, Wan Tang has become more and more fond of life here.

Although occasionally peeped by the fat sister, she will be entangled by the little fart child of the girl, there are sometimes so many mosquitoes that the sky is obscured, there is no air conditioning in summer, no heating in winter, no TV, no games, no novels, no ......

Wait, what's the deal with the more you think about it, the more uncomfortable it gets? Wan Tang hurriedly shook his head.

In any case, life here has brought him an unprecedented peace of mind, without the existential pressure that he had to face every day when he opened his eyes in the previous era, and there was no seemingly never-ending killing and being killed through the world.

The rain and dew rise from the sun, listen to the wind and fall asleep, if he can, he is willing to live like this forever.

"Brother Tang." The sound of the stone next to him sounded, interrupting Wan Tang's thoughts.

"Hmm."

"I'm in the village."

"Huh?"

"Clothes."

"Ahh

Only then did Wan Tang realize that he was not wearing clothes again, glared at the stone, quickly put Brother Liu on the ground, pulled his legs and ran back, and dropped a sentence:

"You go to the village and call someone, or you can just soak in the urine and wake him up first!"

......

Ask yourself, Wan Tang is really not a pervert, even if he returns from the hellish world, he has never seen any distorted thoughts, and even he cherishes the people and things in his daily life more than ever, but this always remembers the problem of wearing clothes...

Maybe it's because the battles in the traversal world are too brutal, and he can fight unclothed every time, and over time, he gets used to the feeling of having no clothes.

Wan Tang, who was standing on the edge of the quagmire, could only explain to himself like this.

He picked up the pendant on his clothes, held it tightly with his hand, and then concentrated, feeling the slight tingling sensation in his palm brought by the edges and corners of the pendant, and reminded himself like self-hypnotic that the clothes could not be worn, but the pendant must not be lost.

Uncle said that it was a relic left to him by his mother.

The style of the pendant is relatively simple, that is, a silver wire wrapped around a fusiform, transparent material, I don't know if it is crystal or plastic, it can be said that it is a bit ugly style.

When Wan Tang was a child, he took it off for fear of being ridiculed by his classmates, and his uncle, who had never blushed, was furious that day, and Wan Tang has been wearing it since then.

In today's "White Night Age", this is the only item he can connect with the past, so he must cherish it even more.

And the life here has long been accepted and accustomed to him, and it can even be said that he has sunk into it, and he no longer wants to leave here to see what kind of world is outside.

Only occasionally before falling asleep, he would ask himself: Where is uncle, is he still alive? How's it going?

And her......

......

After getting dressed, Wan Tang found the bamboo basket that he threw on the shore at will--- naturally there was nothing in it, but he didn't want to go back so empty-handed, he always felt that it was a bit unpleasant for the pig brothers and sisters.

He decided that it would be better to get some young leaf plants back, but the woodcutter was taken back by the stone, so he could only forcibly pull it with his hands, during which many cuts were made in the palm of his hand, and Wan Tang didn't care, because he knew that before the bamboo baskets were piled up, those openings would be restored to the point that they were invisible to the naked eye.

After two or three hours passed, the bamboo basket was finally full of all kinds of young leaves, mixed with some tubers with visible juice, tender tree roots, and three or four toads.

Wan Tang was satisfied with the bamboo basket on his back, imagining the picture of the pig brothers and sisters eating happily, while stepping on a relaxed pace to return to the village.

Before entering the village, I saw the girl standing at the mouth of the village from a distance, tiptoeing, stretching her neck, looking around anxiously, as soon as she found Wan Tang's figure, she ran back excitedly, while shouting: "Brother Tang is back!" Brother Tang is back! ”

Then the sixth master walked out of the house and greeted Wantang.

This performance is incomprehensible to Wan Tang, is there something urgent to find me? Could it be that I am commending my bravery, sacrificing my life for righteousness, and desperately trying to save Brother Liu?

Don't dare to be! Don't dare to be!

A modest smile gradually appeared on Wan Tang's face.

"Why have you been doing it for so long? You've become an idiot again? What are you smiling at?! Tell me what happened! The sixth master's face was also full of anxiety.

A series of cannons that split his head and covered his face suddenly knocked Wan Tang into a state of confusion, and the curvature on the corner of his mouth couldn't be soothed for a while, causing it to look like he was twitching...

What happened? Wait, why are you talking about idiocy again? I'm so like an idiot?!

Without waiting for Wan Tang to reply, the sixth master grabbed his hand and rushed to the house, and before entering the door, the sixth master took off the bamboo basket on Wan Tang's back and threw it out.

"Hey, my pig food!"

"Leave your pig food alone! Tell me what happened to you as much detail as possible. The sixth master entered the house, pulled a chair and sat down, and said to Wan Tang.

Wan Tang realized that there were other people in the house.

showed his white teeth, looked at the stone with his smile, and Brother Liu, who was still unconscious lying on the bed with a bandage on his head.

"What happened before? Isn't it okay for you to just ask the stone? Wan Tang knew that the sixth master was asking about the misunderstanding.

"You don't know the stone yet? His words are indistinct, and it sounds hard to hear, but you should say it again, the more detailed the better. ”

Wan Tang had never seen the sixth master's expression so serious, although he felt that it was nothing, but he finally realized that something must be wrong, so he put away his casual appearance and carefully explained the ins and outs of the things he encountered before.

From the time he heard the gunshot, to the determination that Brother Liu was injured in a fall, and then to the process of finally separating from Zheng Weimin and others, including the person who stunned the other party, as well as everything he said to Zheng Weimin, as well as the other party's expression, Wan Tang recounted it one by one.

It's just that when it comes to stunning the windbreaker, he modified it slightly, only saying that it was his luck, and the woodcutter he threw happened to stun the other party.

The sixth master, who was listening quietly, saw that his brows were getting tighter and tighter, and in the end, it condensed into the word "Sichuan".

Wan Tang hurriedly asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

The little old man didn't say a word, and after a long time, his brows soothed, but he said with a solemn face: "We may meet Commander Yang." ”