Chapter 2 I'm good at dealing with the aftermath
The wandering fools and the reclusive guards are all people with stories...... Unfortunately, the fool could not tell his story, and he had already shrunk into the grass and fell asleep sweetly.
Outside the temple, lightning and thunder and heavy rain poured down, which could not disturb him in the slightest.
My body hadn't been adjusted yet, and it was impossible to fall asleep in such an environment.
The Dark Guard must always be vigilant, and will wake up at the slightest noise while sleeping.
For example, someone stepped on a tree branch and the click of departure.
Or the subtle sound of a sword slowly unsheathed, or even the sound of breathing that doesn't belong to me, if you get too close, this body will wake up just as well.
I can't sleep, and I don't have any other entertainment, so I can only watch the fools.
He slept surprisingly well, and his posture was too upright, as if he had been the result of a long period of training.
No snoring, no grinding of teeth, no sleep talking, no chattering.
In the second half of the night, the heavy rain finally turned to light rain, and I used my internal strength to resist the cold, and was about to go to bed while the rain was light, when I heard a noise in the treetops around me.
There's someone in the tree!
I squinted my eyes and felt out the hidden weapon in my arms, the secret guard does not have an exclusive secret weapon, and can use whatever is around you.
When I left the capital, I went to the grocery store and bought a few packs of embroidery needles, which were very cheap and could be bought anywhere.
The people who stepped on the branches and leaves of the treetops went straight to the broken temple, and one of them flew up to the roof and stood on the broken tiles, I was worried about the broken tiles, it was not easy for them to survive, don't be trampled on by this person.
One hid outside the door, and the other went around to the back of the temple and guarded the back door.
The fourth man guarded the window, and he walked on his waist, landed on his toes, and crouched under the window.
These four people are doing good light work, and I adjust my breathing to hide my breathing and presence.
Dark guards are the best at this, and turning themselves into 'air' is the norm.
The four people did not speak verbally, presumably gesturing.
They moved at the same time, jumping from their respective hiding places into the ruined temple.
The steel knife in his hand neatly slashed the fool in the grass, and at the same time stopped, and the knives in his hand fell one after another.
There were no injuries on the surface of the four people's bodies, except for a red spot at the center of their eyebrows.
I lit the fool's sleeping hole, and the four steel knives landed on the ground and didn't wake him up.
I 'gathered' all the clothes of the four men, found a dry place to build a bonfire, and threw the clothes into the fire.
Then he wrapped a rope around their necks, dragged the corpses out of the ruined temple one by one, found a pit in the forest to throw the corpses, and then shoveled mud from the side to bury them.
Because it had rained, the soil was soft and easy to shovel, and as for the four steel knives, I hid them in a random tree in the forest.
The tree has a hole in the center of the trunk, and the knife is hidden in the hollow, and unless the tree is cut down one day, they can see the light of day again.
In the wee hours of the morning, the rain began to fall again, and it did not stop until the next morning, when the rain washed away all traces.
The four Assassins, or killers, had no identification on them.
When the rain stopped, I extinguished the fire, patted the non-existent dust on my clothes, and prepared to leave the ruined temple and continue on my way.
In one day, there are five people who want the lives of fools.
But the fool is not worried at all, even if he is chased and cut with a knife during the day, he still sleeps soundly at night.
The fool wakes up in the morning rubbing his stomach, and his stomach is rumbling endlessly.
The eyes kept looking at me, as if waiting for me to eat.
As soon as I stepped out of the ruined temple, he immediately followed, his eyes shining like a big dog waiting to be fed.
My former boss also had a big dog, some of them were dedicated to taking care of the home, and some of them were fishing, and the fool looked like the latter at this time.
The previous boss named the dog, all of which were picked from the poems, and the caretaker type was called Jinjia and Yuan, and the eating, drinking, and playful type were called Yunjian and Qingzhou.
"What's your name?" I suddenly turned around and looked at the fool who had come up and asked.
The fool looked back blankly, as if he didn't understand what I meant.
"You will be called Yunzhou in the future." I pointed at him and repeated, "Yunzhou." ”
He imitated my movements, pointed at himself, and tried to imitate my speech, but unfortunately it didn't work.
"You know that Yunzhou is calling you." What a poetic name, he wouldn't have known it was the name of a big dog.
And I'm not in a position to laugh at him, as a dark guard, dogs have names, but I only have numbers.
I called 'Yunzhou' a few times in a row, and he finally remembered the word, and when I called, he pointed at himself, and his learning ability was quite strong.
People are sometimes very strange, in the original world, I was not a good person, it was a generation of good people who lived for less than three days.
I also got used to it, and gradually felt that I was a bad person in the first place, and all the good parts of my heart were eliminated.
But suddenly I changed my environment and came to a place where no one knew me, and I had the idea of being a new person.
It's not a life defined by good or bad, it's a life where you can do whatever you want.
At this moment, I want to help this fool and save his life, so I'll do it, don't think too much.
"Yunzhou."
"Ah~"
After a few exercises, he no longer pointed his finger at himself, and when he heard the word 'Yunzhou', he would say yes.
When he doesn't blame him, his voice is very good, at least like a normal person.
"Angel." When he learned to recognize his own name, I began to teach him to remember my name again.
Dark Seven is dead, and it's Angel who is alive now.
And if I want to settle in this world, I have to have my own name.
Yunzhou tried his best to imitate my pronunciation, and after practicing all the way, he finally made a sneezing sound like 'Ache'.
We walked for an hour before we reached the next town, and given that Yunzhou's ghost appearance could still be recognized by the enemy, I didn't think it mattered if he showed his face or not.
So he found an inn in the town and paid a man to bathe him.
The guy doesn't have any martial arts at all, and he's not a practitioner.
I was on the roof while they were showering, and even if the guy tried to kill him, I was confident I could stop him.
There was only a ready-to-wear store in town, and the guy was still a runner who helped me buy two sets of clothes and came back.
Wash the fool and make me tremble.
Not for his handsome and handsome face, but because I know him!
I lifted my forehead and sighed, on the first day of abandoning evil and following good, I was struck and I actually picked up a big trouble......
No wonder he was hunted down, but with his identity, the level of the previous two groups of killers was too low to be qualified to assassinate him as an identity.
If anyone really wants to kill him, they have to ask me for this level.
"Which-which-which" Yun Zhou changed into clean new clothes, stood by the window and pointed to the morning shop downstairs.
I walked to the window, looked at the breakfast stall downstairs, raised the scissors in my hand, and smiled at Yunzhou.
The ancients were too troublesome to wash their hair, and they had to take care of it every day if they didn't wash their hair, and whoever had the kung fu to comb his hair at this time had to get a haircut before going out.
Yun Zhou didn't understand the problem of body hair and skin now, so he honestly asked me to cut his hair short and wrap a headscarf.