Looking at the expression on Lin Manliu's face, Jiang Yanlin also understood that his words were unclear.
He explained: "Brother Liu, I just suddenly remembered..."
The young man in short shirt did shake his head and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, since Yanlin has seen it before, it means that this medicine is real and not a virtual thing!"
Then Jiang Yanlin nodded in response, and Lin Manliu also informed him to take a rest early.
After he fell asleep, the boy in a short shirt carefully got up and went to change for Shen Muchao, who was responsible for guarding the first half of the night.
Looking at the young man walking towards him, Shen Muchao asked softly, "Have you two finished talking?"
Lin Manliu said: "Well, Nuxia Shen should go to bed early. I'll come and watch in the second half of the night!"
"I'm not too sleepy yet. Can we chat for a while?"
"good!"
Seeing Lin Manliu's simplicity and crispness, Shen Muchao also became straightforward.
She said: "Is it probably because of him that I concealed my whereabouts along the way?"
Lin Manliu no longer concealed anything and spoke out: "From the soldiers blocking the road before, Miss Shen must have guessed that Yanlin and I are being hunted right now..."
"Stop it...stop it! Don't say any nice words at this time..."
As Shen Muchao spoke, he glanced at the boy in a short shirt beside him.
It was obvious that she was a little disgusted and even speechless.
Previously I felt that I could do things neatly and speak crisply, but when it came to these things, I started to do it again.
Lin Manliu could also see the look in the other person's eyes, so he had no choice but to explain awkwardly.
"The leader of the siege that day killed an old friend of mine in order to find our traces..."
As he spoke, the boy in the short shirt took out a blood-stained cloth roll from his arms. It was a severed finger he had cut off from Zhao Xiang's hand when disposing of the corpse.
He wanted to take this thing back to Hehua Bay and bury it personally in front of Brother Dong’s grave.
Shen Muchao also looked at the piece of cloth, and then after snorting, he raised his head to the sky again.
"So you are afraid that you will kill others on the way back?"
"Well, this is just a matter between Yanlin and me. We shouldn't drag others down anymore..."
He originally thought that as long as Haosheng warned and exhorted, the people who knew him and were acquainted with him would not be harmed.
But the death of Brother Dong was indeed like a bolt from the blue, which completely woke Lin Manliu up.
His calculations, thoughts, or some so-called "strategies" will become meaningless without the most ideal environment in his mind.
Because at that time, when he said those admonitions, he never thought about what Brother Dong was like and what kind of position the village chief of Xujia Village was in.
All "strategies" only remain in his imagination, and this approach is undoubtedly just talk on paper.
If Chong Ying or the old liar heard this, he would probably be able to curse him again. The contemporary Zhao Kuo must be him.
Shen Mu Chaoyan said: "Then you have calculated, how sure are you two that you can make it to Jiangnan alive?"
Even if he escaped the pursuit of Yanyang's military and the invasion of mountain bandits on the road, he would not even be targeted by some local sects...
For Lin Manliu, he was only 20% sure.
The boy in a short shirt told Shen Muchao the answer in his heart.
Shen Muchao was not surprised, because their current situation was already very difficult.
She said: "If you were the only one, with your previous experience in the world, you might be able to come and go freely throughout the Southland, but now you have to take him with you..."
Lin Man said in six words: "I understand this..."
Before the young man could continue, Shen Muchao said again: "You don't understand!"
The young man in a short shirt was interrupted by this and was a little confused.
Shen Muchao didn't care what Lin Manliu was thinking, he raised his hand and pointed at a star in the sky.
The star suddenly lights up, then dims. If it takes a while, it will be covered by clouds and can no longer be seen.
"On the way forward, you won't be able to get through it safely just by being cautious and cautious. There are still many things you need to consider..."
"And these things, if you have someone else to help you, it will be easier for you..."
"When I lived in the mountains, I once saw an old woman going into the mountains alone to collect herbs. When she had children and relatives and friends with her, she could collect more and return home earlier..."
"When your manpower is finally exhausted, if he is captured later, what will you do at that time?"
Shen Muchao's words entered Lin Manliu's heart word for word.
The boy in the short shirt remembered something for no reason. It was in Yijian Villa that he first learned that the old liar was Ye Dang's listener.
At that time, he was still a little childish, or rather pretentious.
When he learned that the master was not Ye Dangting, the young man did not understand why the master would lie to him, nor why he would do this.
If Miss Yue hadn't been there at that time, he didn't know what would have happened to him.
In fact, I have been receiving help from others, and it was only with the help of others that I was able to become what I am today.
Lin Manliu said: "In the future, I will change my views on these things and become more female heroes!"
Looking at the young man in a short shirt, Shen Muchao didn't say anything more, turned around and went to rest.
After only the boy in the short shirt was left, he sat down cross-legged and looked at the vast starry sky.
Yanyang can rule the north and south with the power of a country. In addition to the majestic cavalry, there are also counselors to advise, calculations and speculations, and heavenly creations to help.
The various sects in Wenjian Lake have been able to stand at the top of the world for a long time. In addition to their reputation and heritage, they also have the ability to assess the situation and coordinate vertically and horizontally to complement each other.
The same is true for Yijian Villa. It was not only Master Lu who could reach the point where it is today.
If Villa Master Lu and the old liar are worried that secretly investigating the Sword Appreciation Conference will affect other people in the Villa, then when will they be able to catch Xun Hanshan?
I'm afraid I can't even get through the Maple Leaf Forest at the beginning.
Thinking of this, Lin Manliu slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling peaceful and free of distracting thoughts.
...
The next day, early morning.
Shen Muchao woke up from his light sleep and looked at the young man sitting cross-legged not far in front of him.
She said, "But is it time to continue on our way?"
Lin Man said in six words: "Well, I'll call Yan Lin, and we can continue our journey later!"
When he spoke just now, the boy in short shirt did not look back.
It wasn't until he went to the tree stump to wake up Jiang Yan that Shen Muchao vaguely realized that Lin Manliu was a little different from last night?
The fatigue hidden between the eyebrows seemed to be swept away, and even those eyes were much brighter than before!
Maybe you really want to understand?
They didn't delay much, and soon continued their journey north without any trace of rest.
Further along the mountain winding road, Lin Manliu became less sad and more joyful.
From time to time, he would take the initiative to shout a few times, which made Jiang Yanlin, who was riding the same horse, laugh.
Following the two teenagers, the slightly older Shen Muchao would sometimes join in and say a few words.
The scene in the mountains is a self-contained painting, as if the three of them are really here to enjoy the mountains and rivers, and have no other thoughts or concerns.
This atmosphere lasted for five or six days, until Lin Manliu and others arrived at the Lotus Bay near Rongcheng.
The boy in a short shirt reined in his horse and stopped, looking at the houses scattered in the fields in the distance.
Jiang Yanlin was still talking and laughing before, but now he couldn't laugh at all.
Shen Mu Chaoyan said: "Is this here?"
Lin Manliu responded and said: "Well... for the sake of safety, Nuxia Shen should stay here with Yan Lin, or wait in the cave in the mountain..."
However, Shen Muchao spoke up and rejected the young man's proposal.
"You also said that you need to get out of seclusion as soon as possible. Don't waste time on these things. Just go directly!"
Lin Man said in six words: "That's fine..."
"Brother Liu, let's go together!"
"Um!"
Under the leadership of Lin Manliu, the three entered Hehua Bay again.
When he walked to the door of the inn again, he found that shopkeeper Yang was already standing in front of the door.
The latter spoke up: "Ever since you entered the village, I knew you would come to my place..."
The young man in a short shirt bowed and said, "I came here because I want shopkeeper Yang to show me the way."
"You still have some damn conscience...come with me!"
After Shopkeeper Yang finished speaking, he first spat at Lin Manliu's feet, and then went to close the door of the inn.
After finishing all these things, he walked towards the entrance of another village with his hands behind his back.
Since Dong Laoer left, he has never hired a permanent worker.
There were actually quite a few young and strong men in the village who came to ask, but in his eyes they were all lazy people.
If he leaves the livelihood of the inn in the hands of those people, can his business improve?
It's better for him to work alone and save some wages. Wouldn't it be better to go next door to make a pot of soju?
Lin Manliu and the others followed Shopkeeper Yang out of Hehua Bay and then walked up a mountain road. They didn't stop until they saw a low hillside.
The boy in a short shirt looked around and saw that this place was full of graves.
Shopkeeper Yang didn't even need to raise his hand to point. He saw the grave where the paper money was still new and the tombstone had not been eroded by too much rain.
Shopkeeper Yang looked at Lin Manliu and couldn't help but spat at the boy's footsteps again.
"The second brother's family is poor... I deducted these from his salary. If you want to pay it back, remember to pay it back with interest next time! Let's go!"
Without waiting for the young man to reply, Shopkeeper Yang put on an extremely bored expression and returned to Hehua Bay with his hands behind his back.
Lin Manliu walked towards the grave, looked at the tombstone and slowly knelt down on the ground.
He took out the severed finger from his arms, then dug a small hole in front of the grave and buried it in it.
Although the boy in a short shirt didn't say a word, his face was filled with tears. He stared at the name on the tombstone for a long time.
It wasn't until Shen Muchao who stopped in the distance coughed lightly that Lin Manliu wiped the tears from his face and looked around.
He found a woman walking from the mountain road. She was dressed in simple clothes and looked to be as old as him.
When the woman saw someone kneeling in front of Brother Dong's grave, she was a little surprised at first, then seemed to be thinking about something, and finally passed Shen Muchao very carefully.
Until the woman slowly approached and looked at the boy in a short shirt who was kneeling on the ground.
She spoke out: "Are you Shaoxia Lin?"
Lin Manliu nodded in response, his voice still choked with sobs.
"Well, I came here today to take a look at Brother Dong..."
"Thank you..."
The young man in short shirt looked at the changes in her expression from the beginning to now and guessed the woman's identity.
Not surprisingly, she is the little girl from the Zhang family that Brother Dong mentioned before he was alive.
Lin Manliu said: "I guess the girl is Uncle Zhang's daughter, right?"
The woman looked a little shocked, but quickly calmed down.
She patted her chest lightly and said, "Yeah, but Brother Dong mentioned me to Shaoxia Lin?"
The boy in a short shirt said: "I heard it before when I was chatting with Brother Dong, so I have some impressions..."
Did he mention me to others?
Zhang Xiaomei raised her hand to hook the hair on her temples to her ears, glanced at the tombstone, and then looked away again.
"May I ask Brother Dong... what did he and Shaoxia Lin say?"
"I said that Uncle Zhang's daughter is a good girl, very kind-hearted, and very kind-hearted."
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaomei began to look nervous, and her hands were tightly clasped on the backpack behind her.
"Then...did Brother Dong ever say that he has a girl he likes?"
Lin Manliu paused and did not respond immediately, but when he looked at Zhang Xiaomei, the boy in short shirt shook his head.
"Never..."
"Thank you, Shaoxia Lin. I just saw shopkeeper Yang leading people out of the village and came here, so I followed him... I hope Shaoxia Lin can forgive me..."
The young man in a short shirt stood up, cupped his fists and saluted Zhang Xiaomei.
The latter was a little alert, and his eyes were beginning to be at a loss.
Lin Manliu hurriedly spoke out: "Brother Dong and I were like this before. There is no need for the girl to be nervous. We have to continue on our way, so I say goodbye to the girl!"
Zhang Xiaomei nodded frantically, imitating Lin Manliu and returning the salute.
"I want to stay here for a while... Lin Shaoxia can just leave on his own..."
The boy in short shirt nodded and quickly walked in the direction of Shen Muchao and Jiang Yanlin.
He didn't look back at the little girl from the Zhang family, got on his horse, informed the other two, and continued heading north along the mountain road.
Because the scene before the tomb and the change in the man's expression already had consequences.
Even if she doesn't ask and he doesn't answer, their thoughts are connected.
Finally, when only Zhang Xiaomei was left in front of the grave, she squatted alone in front of the tombstone.
After placing the straw sandals in the basket beside her, she glanced at the tombstone, and two lines of tears flowed down uncontrollably.
Why do you say those complimentary things, right?
