017: Shame (Part 1)

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Qishan's eyes swept over the eleven corpses one by one.

He thought about it for a while and found no doubts.

Just don't think about it and just copy the answer.

"Who's missing?"

"A man." After Shen Tang answered, he added some details, "A man about seven feet four inches tall."

"A man of about seven feet four inches?" Qi Shan murmured, and a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind.

He knew who Shen Tang was talking about!

"Yes, there is indeed such a person missing."

This man might still be alive!

Qi Shan locked his eyes on the hands of the eleven corpses.

The hands of these corpses are rough, with dark skin and many calluses. Even the old lady in silk and satin has a pair of hands that have been working all year round, but among these corpses there is only one pair of hands that has been writing. Writing with a pen for a long time will deform the knuckles. The degree of deformation is related to the age and length of calligraphy practice. There is no such feature in the hands of these corpses.

But the side room they just stayed in had several bookshelves, and two desks, one large and one small, in front of the window. The bamboo slips on the desks were for children's enlightenment. If the enlightened child is Ayan, then where is the person who enlightened him at this moment?

Of course, these details alone are not enough to prove anything. It is possible that Mr. Enlightenment teaches children during the day and goes back to his own home to live at night. But the bandit who opened the door for the two of them was brave but wore a brown scholar's shirt that didn't fit well. This was interesting.

The most likely guess is that this piece of clothing does not belong to a bandit, but that its owner is the gentleman who enlightened the child.

Qi Shan said: "Then what? What's the use of finding it?"

Shen Tang said: "At least I can know some inside information."

Qi Shan couldn't help but laugh and reminded Shen Tang: "Shen Xiaolang, does he still remember his identity at this time? Not to mention that this matter has nothing to do with you, even if it has something to do with you, you are involved now. Once found out, I'm afraid It's like a mud cow drowning in the sea, never to return. Drawing a sword to help when there is an injustice on the road, and taking care of something when something happens, this is the way of a knight-errant and a high-roller."

Shen Tang: "..."

Although this doesn't sound good, it's the truth.

She should be holding on to herself right now instead of being frivolous.

The entire Zhuangzi was searched, but except for the two of them, there was no one else alive. With no clues, Shen Tang had no choice but to put on his raincoat and bamboo hat again, and returned to Qianjia Village with Qi Shan. Through the rain curtain, he could see Cun Zheng waiting for someone at the head of the village. It happened that Muramasa also saw the two of them and hurriedly greeted them: "You two are back -"

Shen Tang regretted: "We still haven't found it..."

Unexpectedly, Muramasa said: "Ayan has been found."

Shen Tang and Qi Shan were both surprised: "Found it?"

Qishan asked again: "Where are the others?"

Shen Tang also asked: "Where did he go before?"

Muramasa was happy that Ayan was safe. Seeing the two strangers being so enthusiastic, the smile on his face became even brighter.

He made a special trip to stay at the head of the village and wait for the two men to come back to tell them the good news. He said: "Ayan was called out by his teacher earlier. The gentleman said that he would take Ayan away and go north to find his relatives. Because something unexpected happened, he had to leave immediately. This time I have already hit the road and left..."

Shen Tang and Qi Shan looked at each other.

"Ayan's teacher?"

"Why are you so urgent that you have to set off in the rain all night?"

Muramasa didn't know either, and it was hard for him to ask too much.

Shen Tang asked: "Ayan left with him voluntarily?"

Muramasa asked strangely: "What are you talking about, Xiaolang-kun?"

Shen Tang laughed awkwardly.

Muramasa added: "Don't worry, that gentleman is a good person."

Even if he wasn't a good person, he wouldn't be a kidnapper. Children these days were worthless, let alone a stupid kid with a brain disease. Why did he go to all the trouble to abduct him?

The rainstorm showed no signs of stopping.

Qianjia Village is more than ten miles away.

The red horse was shuttling through the dense forest in the heavy rain, carrying two people, one large and one small, on its back. The older one has gray hair and looks quite young. He is wearing a crescent-colored Confucian shirt, a raincoat and a bamboo hat. The younger one didn't bring any rain gear and was holding on to the reins with both hands.

Look carefully, isn't this kid with pursed lips and a serious look on his face the same Ayan that everyone has been looking for all night?

"drive!"

The horse's hooves fell, mud and water splashed.

The red horse jumped out of the dense forest like a ball of flame. Without any hesitation, it jumped two feet and crossed the rushing stream before stopping.

"Ayan, it's okay..."

A weak voice came from behind.

Ayan controlled the horse to half kneel, and helped the weak old man to get off the horse with one hand. Blood and water mixed with rain gathered at the old man's feet. He sat helplessly on the ground, his complexion white and tinged with blue, and his right hand was always covering the lower part of his right ribs, and blood was flowing out of the wound.

The old man took several deep breaths to calm down and suppress the severe pain of the wound, but the veins on his forehead were still beating uncontrollably.

Ayan looked at the old man's wound sadly, and raised his hand to help him straighten the crooked bamboo hat. The old man smiled an uglier smile: "It's okay. Fortunately, it wasn't deep enough, so he probably won't die..."

After a while, he saw Ayan take out a piece of sticky candy about the size of his thumb from the wet pouch. It was stained with blood and wet with rain, and most of it had already melted away. He handed it to the old man's mouth and said, "Teacher, eat."

The old man smiled and did not refuse.

The taste of caramel is really not that good.

He tore off the sleeves of his own clothes and pieced together a simple bandage to wrap around the wound. After doing this, he stood up with Ayan's help and said to himself: "Let's find a place to shelter from the rain first, and then go to Xiaocheng to replenish some dry food..."

Ayan murmured: "Xiaocheng?"

The old man said: "Yes, go there first and then make plans."

I was able to escape the chase this time, but what about next time?

Luck will not always come to him, so be prepared in advance.

It's just a pain for the child Ayan. At such a young age, he has to run for his life with this bad old man. I wanted to keep him here, but - the child has his own ideas when he grows up.

Ayan nodded: "Well, let's go to Xiaocheng!"

"Ayan, do you know where Xiaocheng is?"

"I don't know." Ayan pointed at the horse: "We have a big red horse."

The old man suppressed a smile: "You are still too young. The big red horse will not last long. Forcibly maintaining it will cause a big burden on you... Ayan, put your big red horse away. The teacher's situation is getting better. Let's find him first. A place to take shelter from the rain for a night..."

Ayan nodded vigorously.

This night was extremely difficult.

When Shen Tang woke up, the rain had stopped.

The soil outside the house was muddy, and the potholes were filled with mud and water. Muramasa had already packed the prepared dry food for the two of them.

While the sun was still not bright, Qi Shan decided to set off early.

The two of them hurried for an hour before they came across a roadside tea shop, so they decided to stop and have a rest, drink some tea and take a breather.

Before he finished drinking, the sound of horse hooves came from far and near.

There were about a hundred people, all dressed as soldiers, and several prison cars were escorted behind the team.

Qishan glanced out of the corner of his eye and said, "Don't be nervous, Mr. Shen Xiaolang, I'm not looking for you. This group should be Geng Kingdom soldiers."