When Wang Yong woke up, it was already three poles of the sun, Wang Yong stood up and shook his head a little drowsy, feeling that his head hurt very much, but he only remembered that he drank too much with a few buddies last night, and he couldn't remember anything else.

Wang Yong knocked on his swelling and painful head, and secretly decided: "In the future, you can't drink so hard, and if you drink to death, you won't be considered a martyr, although the wine money is paid by others, but if you drink something wrong, you have to pay for the medicine yourself, and you still feel uncomfortable if you drink too much." ”

Wang Yong looked around in a daze, and was surprised to find that he was on a small hill, and after a long time of careful observation, Wang Yong always felt that something was wrong. "Why am I in the woods? Why is this tree so tall? I've been to the mountain near my house many times, but I haven't found such a tall tree. ”

Wang Yong looked into the distance with a blank face, and couldn't help but scold: "Damn, where the fuck is this?"

As far as Wang Yong's eyes could see, there was a verdant green, and there were no people or buildings at all.

"Could it be that you drank too much yesterday and walked too far and got lost?" Wang Yong guessed in his heart.

Wang Yong was stunned for a long time, and finally sighed, put aside the messy thoughts, looked at the direction of the sun, and decided to walk east along the looming mountain road, hoping to find his way home before dark.

Wang Yongshen wandered through the forest alone, and saw many strange things, such as a tall and colorful mushroom, wet and slippery, and slimy blue moss, and a rabbit that ran faster than a rocket launcher, and so on.

All morning, Wang Yong spent the whole morning in amazement and exploration, but when he looked up, he still did not get out of this sparse forest, nor did he see the road and other pedestrians, which made Wang Yong have a very bad premonition.

Occasionally, when he lowered his head, Wang Yong saw that the clothes on his body had somehow been changed, and they had become jet black, and there were still burning marks on them. Because of the morning walking on the mountain road, the clothes on my body have been scraped by tree branches and vines, turning into irregular strips of cloth, which looks very unusual, and you can do performance art without special makeup.

Spat and continued to walk, and by the end of the evening, Wang Yong was already too hungry to walk. But what made Wang Yong excited was that not far in front of him, a small village appeared, and a figure could be vaguely seen.

The village is not quite the same as what I have seen before, much like the European-style village seen on TV, but it is very different. From a distance, there is a castle-like building in the middle of the village, which is not very large, but it is the tallest building in the entire village.

The castle is surrounded by an open space surrounded by many thatched huts, and occasionally a few stone houses in between, which looks so simple and back to basics.

In the distance, Wang Yong saw a figure shaking in the village, and the excited Wang Yong ran to the village as fast as he could, planning to ask for directions and then go home, or call home to report safety. "I haven't been back for a day and a night, and I guess my family will be very worried. ”

Wang Yong walked into the village in a daze, looking at everything in the village with a dull face. Wang Yong found that all the people here were foreigners, because they had different hair colors, including red, yellow, and green, and those who did not see black hair.

Wang Yong couldn't understand what these people were saying, and he didn't know what he was talking about. Wang Yong stood on the side of the road in a daze, looking at the groups of villagers at a loss.

The villagers who found Wang Yong also looked at the gray-faced Wang Yong curiously, and some of them said something to Wang Yong, but Wang Yong couldn't understand a word.

Wang Yong forced a smile on his face, waved his hand and asked with an unnatural expression: "Hey, hello everyone, hello, where is this? How to get to the police station?" Wang Yong was very eager to communicate with people, so he greeted the villagers in his own language, hoping that someone would understand.

As for why he went to the police station? That's because Wang Yong was a little scared, and the linen dresses that the women wore were nothing, but Wang Yong saw that many of the men were wearing hard leather armor and big swords on their backs, and they were very big, nearly two meters long and more than ten centimeters wide. Wang Yong believed that if he was hit by such a sword, even if he couldn't be cut to death, he would have to be slapped into a meat patty.

And these people looked at him very unfriendly, and he felt very much about drawing his sword and cutting people, which made Wang Yong very insecure, so he wanted to find the police to come over and calm down these fierce men.

After the two sides said a few words and found that they could not communicate, the villagers glanced at Wang Yong, and then did what to do. A few fierce men looked at Wang Yong's thin little body with contempt, thinking that Wang Yong was not harmful, so they ignored it anymore, and warned Wang Yong with their eyes not to cause trouble before turning around and leaving, leaving Wang Yong alone on the side of the road in a daze, not knowing what to do.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Yong felt someone pat him, and when he looked back, he saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy looking at him curiously.

The young man had blond hair and blue eyes, he was very thin, and his little face was dirty, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly. The young man was also wearing a linen shirt, but there were many big holes in the clothes, and they were also broken and couldn't be broken anymore, which was the same as the clothes on Wang Yong's body.

The young man said a few words to Wang Yong by gesture, and when he saw Wang Yong's dazed look, he grabbed Wang Yong's arm and walked aside. Wang Yong saw that the young man should not seem to have any malicious intent, and he still had a good chance of pinching himself with him, so he did not resist, wanting to see what the kid was going to do.

As soon as the two of them arrived and walked out, Wang Yong saw the heavy gate of the castle slowly open, and then a dozen people on horseback rushed out, wearing metal armor, leather armor, and spears in their hands, and galloped eastward along the only main road in the village, bringing up smoke and dust along the way.

Wang Yong looked around with his eyebrows and rat eyes, and thought to himself: "Is this a movie?" But it's not like it, I didn't find a camera or anything, and those villagers look real, not like they're filming." ”

At this time, Wang Yong saw a burly man, resisting an animal corpse that he didn't know what it was, anyway, Wang Yong had never seen it passed by Wang Yong and the boy. The unknown animal had a long wound on its body, and the wound was dripping with the remaining blood in its body.

Wang Yong was sure that these were true, because the big man had said something to the young man when he passed by Wang Yong, and the blood of the animal happened to drip on Wang Yong's arm. When Wang Yong trembled and wiped away the blood droplets that were still a little warm and sticky and full of fishy smell on his arm, he was sure that the blood was definitely true.

Wang Yong looked at the back of the big man in a daze, his thoughts fluctuated in his heart, looking at this strange village and these strange people, Wang Yong was almost able to confirm that this was definitely not a familiar hometown.

The young man pulled Wang Yong, who was still in shock, and walked far away, and after a while, Wang Yong probably understood that the young man wanted him to help carry something.

Wang Yong thought to himself: "In this unfamiliar place, it's not bad to help this kid make a good fate, maybe I will have to ask him for help in the future." ”

So Wang Yong said with a smile on his face: "Your sister, you can't speak Chinese." ”

While gesturing, he followed the boy away. The boy dragged Wang Yong to a construction site where houses were being built, and there were many people busy with their work, some carrying stones, some chiseling stones, and carrying them to the walls.

And the young man pulled Wang Yong to run in front of a blue-haired middle-aged man, babbled a lot of things, and then pointed at Wang Yong. The middle-aged man looked at the two of them, finally nodded, and said something more.

The young man waved his hand excitedly while pulling Wang Yong to run out of the village, which made Wang Yong feel a little inexplicable.

Out of the village, the two came to the foot of the hill not far away, where the strange rocks were craggy, and the young man gestured to Wang Yong with the consciousness of two people carrying stones. Wang Yong nodded depressedly, picked a small stone, but there were also a hundred catties, and the two of them bent over and carried the stone back with all their strength.

Wang Yong struggled to carry the stone, and said to the young man with a smile on his face: "You are trying to pull Lao Tzu's dry hair? If it is not good, don't blame the buddy for turning his face." ”

The young man couldn't understand what Wang Yong was saying, because he was carrying a stone and couldn't express it with body language, so he also smiled and said a few words to Wang Yong, with a simple and sincere face.

Later, Wang Yong learned that what this product said at the time was: "You stupid X with a mouth full of birds, and then be careful that Lao Tzu sold you as a slave." ”

Because the two of them don't understand each other's language, they both think that they have taken advantage, and although they both maintain a smile on their faces, they threaten and insult each other one by one, and they all want to take advantage of each other.

Along the way, Wang Yong also saw many strong men doing the same work, but they were all strong and strong, and one of them easily strode back against a big stone, looking very leisurely.

When these people saw the struggling appearance of the young man and Wang Yong, they all smiled and said a few words to the young man, and then strode away.

Wang Yong could see the ridicule in the tone of those people, but it was definitely not ridicule, and then looked at the young man's unconvinced look, Wang Yong smiled knowingly, feeling that the people here were very good, and they were also very simple and kind.

The young man was very unconvinced, so he also sped up, but Wang Yong hadn't eaten for a day, and he had walked the mountain road for a day.

The young man looked back at Wang Yong's sweaty appearance, smiled slightly and said something, (You are a turtle, you know that you are a coward, hurry up, or you will be killed in a while.) Then slowed down.

When Wang Yong and the others carried the stones back to the construction site, about an hour had passed, and the other strong men had already run several times during this time, which made Wang Yong, who was already tired and out of breath, extremely depressed.

After putting away the stones, Wang Yong and the boy drank a few sips of water, and then went to carry the stones outside the village again. Wang Yong has already seen that the young man is probably looking for himself to work and make money, and he can't lift it alone, so he is looking for himself.

Wang Yong thought sadly along the way: "I really have a hard life, people are either a prince or a rich man, but I came here to be a coolie." ”

Wang Yong was depressed for a while and then returned to reality, he didn't have the money of this world, and he didn't have dinner, but in order to fill his stomach, Wang Yong could only pout his ass and work with the teenager.

When Wang Yong and the others carried the stones three times, it was already completely dark, there was no street lamp or anything in this place, there was no road outside the village, and it was inconvenient to hold torches, so the two ended their work today.

The young man took Wang Yong, who was almost out of strength, to find the blue-haired middle-aged man, and after a burst of bird talk, the middle-aged man came to the person in charge of bookkeeping, picked up the notebook and looked at it, and then asked Wang Yong to take them three black and black breads.

The young man happily took the bread and gave half to Wang Yong, who said weakly: "You still have a conscience." ”

Wang Yong was so hungry that he didn't care whether his hands were dirty or not after the bread was in his hands, he grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth, and killed one in a few bites. Wang Yong muttered to himself while smacking: "What is this, it looks like bread, but it has no sweetness at all, and it is basically the same as steamed bread." ”

After a loaf of bread was put into his stomach, Wang Yong found some water and poured a few mouthfuls, and was about to eat the remaining half of the bread, but saw the young man carefully wrap the black bread with a piece of linen cloth and carry it in his arms.

The satisfied young man was about to leave, but he saw Wang Yong looking at him, and after hesitating for a while, the young man walked up to Wang Yong and gestured for a while, probably asking Wang Yong if he had a place to live. Wang Yong shook his head, the young man thought about it, and finally sighed, and pulled Wang Yong to follow him home.

Wang Yong knew what the boy meant, so while following the boy, he kept thanking him for taking him in.

The young man saw the gratitude that Wang Yong wanted to express, smiled slightly, enthusiastically hugged Wang Yong's shoulders, and taught Wang Yong a few simple words as he walked. Maybe Wang Yong's pronunciation is inaccurate, or maybe those words have other meanings, but Wang Yong's words often cause the teenager to laugh.

When the young man took Wang Yong to the edge of the village, the young man took Wang Yong and turned into a very remote path, although Wang Yong still smiled, but his heart was more vigilant.

After a while, the young man stopped in front of a grass hut and signaled that Wang Yong had arrived. By the moonlight, Wang Yong saw a small courtyard in front of the grass house, and the fence of the small courtyard was surrounded by dead branches, which looked very simple.

In the middle of the small courtyard was a very dilapidated grass house, crooked, the corners of Wang Yong's mouth twitched, and he even suspected that a gust of wind could blow the house away.

The young man dragged Wang Yong into the courtyard, and Wang Yong saw that although the ground in the courtyard was land, it was clean, and there were five unknown trees planted side by side on the east side, and each of the two trees was tied with ropes, and a lot of clothes that had just been washed and dried were hung on the ropes.

There are all kinds of clothes, adults, children, black and gray Wang Yong looked at the dozens of clothes, and muttered to himself: "Why are there so many people in this kid's family, can you live in such a grass house? It seems that I may have to lay the floor today." Also, since they have so many clothes in their house, why is this kid still wearing so torn? Is it because he is afraid that he will break it while working?" Wang Yong secretly guessed as he looked at the small courtyard.

The young man hurriedly took Wang Yong into the grass hut, and as soon as he entered the house, Wang Yong saw a girl about the same age as the young man, squatting in front of the stove to boil water.

When the girl saw the boy and Wang Yong coming back together, she first nodded slightly to Wang Yong, and then happily ran over to talk to the boy.

And the young man said something to the girl with a serious face and a slightly reproachful tone, and pulled her to sit down on the chair beside her, gently touched her forehead with his hand, and then nodded, with a pleased smile on his face.

The boy took out the bread in his arms and handed it to the girl, who took the bread, smiled sweetly at the boy, and then took a big bite.

The girl ate a few bites of bread, looked up and asked the boy what he was, and the boy nodded and motioned for the girl to eat quickly.

The girl looked at the young man's somewhat dry lips, and her eyes were a little hazy, and she picked up the bread and handed the large piece to the young man, while she herself held the small piece of bread and chewed it slowly.

With a smile of relief on the boy's face, he handed the bread over again, but the girl turned around and did not take it. The boy could not help it, he himself was very hungry, and he had to continue to work tomorrow, so he no longer gave in, and ate slowly without a bite of bread.

Wang Yong saw all this in his eyes, and was very moved in his heart, looked at the half piece of bread in his hand, and then looked at the little bread left in the girl's hand, and then handed it over with a smile.

The girl glanced at the boy suspiciously, as if asking for advice. The young man looked at Wang Yong and smiled, then nodded to the girl. The girl smiled at Wang Yong and took the bread handed by Wang Yong with a red face.

Wang Yong also took the opportunity to look at the girl in front of him, she was not very beautiful, but she gave people a very beautiful feeling. With a well-defined melon seed face, blonde hair and blue eyes like a teenager, her long silky hair is like a golden brocade, gorgeous but not dazzling. The long and dense eyelashes are slightly upturned, covering most of the blue eyes, making the big eyes more and more blurry.

Lingxiu's little nose is like a lonely snow peak, tall and playful. The ruddy little mouth, because of eating bread, the lips are slightly dry, but like Lan Zhi, it is more and more charming. Her skin was fair, like clotted fat, which added a bit of delicate and moving.

The girl's body is relatively thin, and at first glance it looks like the kind of long-term malnourished thinness, but her temperament is so firm. Her hands are like soft wattles, her fingers are slender and slender, and the fly in the ointment is that her weak little hands are covered with calluses, which are the emblems that only those who work often have.

A washed white linen dress, although there are a few patches sewn on, it looks a little tattered, but it is very clean, and it seems that the temperament of the whole person is so pure and simple, and there is a natural taste like water and wood Qinghua.

The two chatted while eating, and the young man occasionally pointed to Wang Yong, probably talking to her about Wang Yong. At this time, Wang Yong would smile at the two of them and express his kindness.