Section 78 - Bucha

With a crisp sound, a whip shadow was quickly flung over, the stone was volleyed away, and the Kazakh man Baltabok, who accompanied Lin Mo to the town, scolded angrily, and at this time, several children came out of an alley, shouting and throwing stones at Lin Mo desperately.

The little boy who was caught by Lin Mo saw the opportunity to act, kicked Lin Mo's leg, struggled desperately, hissed, the clothes on his shoulders were torn open, and a tear immediately floated in the little boy's tears, obviously the price was not light, and the pain was terrible, but without the slightest hesitation, he disappeared directly into the nearest alley next to him.

Lin Mo, who reacted, only had a rag left in his hand, completely ignoring the stones thrown over, but he didn't catch up, this little ghost was full of tricks, and he actually had accomplices to cover, it was really cunning.

Baltabock shook off the whip, the wrangler played with the whip can be called an innate instinct, he flew several stones in a row, but there were still a few stones flying towards Lin Mo, but Lin Mo did not have any intention of dodging, the stones flew directly against Lin Mo's body, and none of them hit.

In Lin Mo's eyes, it was completely impossible for the extremely slow flight trajectory of those stones to touch him, so he was even more lazy to dodge, this was the avoidance and attack instinct of the dragon knight and the pilot, and the attack envelope of the cannon, missile, flying arrow and magic was far more powerful than throwing stones.

"Forget it, Baltabock! It wasn't stolen, was it?" Lin Mo dropped the rags in his hand, watched the group of children who suddenly appeared to relieve the siege of his accomplices, and pulled Baltabock, who was about to rush over.

Swear words in Kazakh are extremely rare, and many of them are from other language families, and Baltabok is so angry that he can only turn over and over a few sentences, even Lin Mo, who doesn't know Kazakh, can hear what it means.

"These thieves! When you grow up, you won't become a man-eating wolf!"

The steppe herdsmen were extremely resentful of these thieves who had wasted the hard work of others, and Baltabek spat on the ground in anger.

Lin Mo could only go to someone else and ask Baltabock to translate on his behalf, but what Lin Mo didn't expect was that the seemingly loyal and honest grocery store owner did not enthusiastically answer Baltabock's inquiry directly, but stretched out his finger.xzsj8. and rubbed it.

This gesture is the international lingua franca and asks for money!

, it's a dead money to ask for directions!

Lin Mo took out ten yuan from his wallet, and in Central Asia and the surrounding areas of China, the yuan is still a hard currency.

The grocery store owner glanced at the banknote in Lin Mo's hand, and waved his finger quietly.xzsj8., not enough!

Lin Mo took out another ten yuan and shook his head!

Lin Mo was furious, took out a red 100 yuan and slapped it in the hand of the grocery store owner, and didn't even let Baltabock translate, but directly pointed at the shopkeeper and said, "If you don't have enough, I'll tear down your shop!"

It's also a false accusation, what kind of people are these, it's really people's hearts separated from their stomachs.

The expression and movements on Lin Mo's face, coupled with a bluffing Kazakh man, the grocery store owner understood that he knew what it meant to be in such a chaotic town, and he quickly snatched the 100 yuan from Lin Mo's hand, waved his hand in a strange Kazakh language, and pointed the way to Lin Mo and Baltabek.

can do business here, as long as the other party to the transaction is not too weak, there will be no room fraud, the owner of the grocery store who collected the money answered quite carefully, and he still scratched a simple town map on the counter with saliva, and finally let Lin Mo's hundred-dollar bill not be wasted in vain.

Ignoring the instructions of the grocer owner, Linmer and Baltabock found a small courtyard with a broken earth wall on the edge of the town, and the low wall saw everything in the yard, dilapidated and shabby, not even a single head of the livestock could be seen, and the dilapidated house door was half-hidden.

The life of this intelligence informant is also enough to choke, Lin Mo said secretly in his heart, knocked on the door of the courtyard, and said loudly: "Aji, Aji!" Are you there? ”

There seemed to be no one in the house, and there was no response at all, he nudged the courtyard door, which seemed to be unlocked, and with a little force, the door fell open to one side with a creaking moan.

Lin Mo handed the reins of the red horse to Baltabok and walked in alone, shouting as he went.

The strange thing is that there is no reaction, logically speaking, someone should come out to talk to him about the code, why is there not even a sound, but Lin Mo felt that there were people in the house, and there were fluctuations in breathing.

He stretched out his hand directly to the door of the house, and like the courtyard door, it was still unlocked, and there seemed to be a strange smell in the house, which made Lin Mo cover his nose for the first time.

Maybe it was the sound of the door being pushed open, Lin Mo could feel the breathing sound in the room involuntarily speeding up, and he walked directly towards the place where the breathing fluctuated, through the hall, into the small backyard, and the target was directly at the kitchen with the chimney, and the faint breathing sound came from here.

This was still discovered by the dragon knight's keen senses, if it weren't for this, Lin Mo really didn't know that there were still people in this courtyard that seemed to have been abandoned for a long time and seemed to be uninhabited.

Lin Mo pushed open the kitchen door directly, but saw a thin figure cowering in the dilapidated and rotten woodpile next to the earthen stove, the hidden clothes and limbs trembled slightly, the door was pushed open, and the sunlight outside suddenly illuminated into the kitchen, Lin Mo clearly heard a suppressed exclamation from behind the dusty pyre.

"Come out! See you!" Lin Mo leaned against the tattered wooden door cover for a long time, looking at the pyre.

At this time, a young and frightened face stretched out from behind the pyre, and greeted Lin Mo.

"Ahh You!" It was a little boy's face, and his frightened expression became extremely surprised when he saw Lin Mo, Lin Mo was also deeply surprised, very unfamiliar, and very familiar, I am afraid that he was also his first acquaintance in this town, it was the little boy who had just picked up his wallet.

"You!" Lin Mo was also surprised, it was really a narrow road, and a hole in the shoulder of the little boy's clothes was the one he scratched when he escaped from Lin Mo.

"You, what do you want to do! Did you get your wallet back? The little boy seemed to be greatly frightened, lost his balance and fell to the ground, and hurriedly retreated away from Lin Mo, ignoring the dirt and shrunk into a corner.

Lin Mo laughed, this gray-faced little guy was really as timid as a rabbit, he laughed, squatted down, raised his hands and said, "Hehe, you don't have to be afraid, I'm not here to find you, why are you here?" ”

"This, this is my home!" The little boy sniffed and wiped his nose, his brown pupils stared at Lin Mo with horror and vigilance, and his hand unconsciously scratched at anything that could protect him on the ground, even if it was a piece of grass.

"Your home? Who are you? Lin Mo seemed to want to find out the short, chubby, and small-eyed physiognomy of this little boy and Aji, but no matter how he looked at it, he didn't think that Aji and this alien little Zhengtai had any genetic characteristics.

Lin Mo forgot that he was an alien here.

"He's my Abba!" When the little boy heard Lin Mo say "Aji", his heart that had been mentioning it relaxed a lot, at least it shouldn't be an enemy.

"You, Abba? What about the Aji? I'm here to find him, I've made an appointment with him to meet here, what about people? Lin Mo was a little surprised, just a short, fat and ugly guy like Aji could give birth to such a child, could it be a genetic mutation.

"I, my Abba is dead!" The little boy's eyes suddenly turned red, and tears rolled down his eyes.

"Where's your grandma?" Lin Mo remembered that Aji also had a Uyghur wife, and this yard and this house should not look like no one lived in it.

"Dead, beaten to death!" Lin Mo's words seemed to touch the little boy's sadness, and he couldn't help but cry loudly, his dirty hands full of dust wiped his tears, and in a blink of an eye, he turned into a flower-faced cat.

"Killed!" Lin Mo was taken aback, how could this be, it was only a few days, when the action plan arrived, there was no news that the jointer's life was in danger, how could he find out that the connector had already had an accident as soon as he arrived.

What the hell is going on here?

"When did it happen?" Lin Mo stood up, walked over and pulled Aji's son up from the ground, cleaned the dust off his body for him, and asked in a gentle tone.

"Half a month ago, a group of people rushed into the house, my grandma was outside to block them, my father just hid me, they dragged me away, even grandma was gone, the next day, the town's horse team Uncle Batyrhan found my father and ** corpses outside the town, woo" The little boy cried and his face crisscrossed.

"Okay, stop crying, what's your name?" Lin Mo remembered that he hadn't asked the name of the little boy yet, but the accidental death of the connector made him feel that this operation was not so simple, and he had to contact the twin stars of the intelligence group as soon as possible to report the situation (the latest chapter of the martial arts Qiankun 81zw).

Suddenly lost his parents, the little boy was extremely vigilant against anyone, and his sense of self-protection was extremely strong, just because Lin Mo called out his Abba's name and talked to him softly, the little boy's vigilance suddenly dropped to the lowest, and he obediently reported his name: "My name is Bucha!"

"Your Abba and Auntie are gone, how are you living?" Lin Mo looked at the little boy who was black and thin, and seemed to have not taken a bath and eaten a full meal for a long time, as if he remembered his childhood, a small city in another world that exuded ** smelling garbage, a thin figure turned hard, just looking for a mouthful of food that could satisfy his stomach, or scuffling with wild dogs, regardless of the skin and flesh, just for a piece of meat shredded on a bone.

"It's just by" Bucha's face turned red, he paused in tears, and said in a choked voice: "I rely on stealing something to make a stutter, and I also rely on Terek, Gamanbai, and Turson to help each other live, and their Abba and Aunt are also dead." ”。

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