The answer Shi Song wanted came to him not long after.
Today was very unusual. Coral didn't come to deliver food to him, and the air near the woodshed became very tense, as if some crisis was brewing.
Shi Song trembled all over and shook his head, trying to get rid of the ominous premonition.
But his sense of crisis is always accurate. About a moment later, a thunder sounded in the heavy air, shining lightning tore through the gray sky, and heavy rain poured down.
With the help of electric light, Shi Song could clearly see the scene outside the woodshed——
A dozen pairs of glowing blue eyes floated in the tall weeds like will-o'-the-wisps in midsummer. Each of those eyes was filled with a wandering chill.
Biting murderous intent.
Shi Song was horrified for a moment - those people were lying in ambush in the grass and stood still, obviously they were well prepared. Shi Song leaned his eyes against the crack in the back wall of the woodshed and observed carefully for a while before he saw that the man's waist was shining with silver light, most likely with a saber.
The village is actually so rich in martial arts?
Shi Song was still working hard, calculating the number of people based on the number of knives. The front door clicked, and Coral pushed the old wooden door swaying, almost falling.
"Shan..."
"Shh!" Coral covered Shi Song's mouth with one hand, "Don't make any sound! Come with me."
Shi Song nodded, his eyes signaling Coral to remove his hand.
Coral didn't understand his look, but frowned, holding Shisong with one hand, and desperately pulling out the firewood with the other.
It didn't take long for her to tear out the pile of firewood and make a narrow hole the size of a person.
"Go in." Coral's words were very brief and her tone was extremely stiff, "Meichuan, you are not allowed to come out before I call you."
Shi Song nodded, thought for a moment, and then asked: "Then what if you forget to call me?"
Coral showed no interest in joking. She frowned, thought over and over again, and said, "If I don't come to call you, you will stay in there until you are extremely hungry before you are allowed to leave."
Seeing that she had no intention of joking, Shi Song felt nervous and asked worriedly: "Coral, what happened? I can help you."
Coral stared at him for a while, and her eyes actually glowed coldly.
"You can't help me." Coral's every word was ringing.
"Staying here and not going out is what helps me the most."
Saying that, Coral took the initiative to push aside part of the firewood and let Shisong get in.
The cave is so small that it is almost impossible to turn around. Shi Song stretched out his hand and pushed the firewood above his head. Coral didn't stop him, but quickly pushed the firewood in front of Shi Song back to block the entrance of the cave.
"You are absolutely, absolutely not allowed to go out until I call you."
After she finished speaking, she put the wooden door back into the frame and left without looking back.
It's a bit like Zhu Chen, Shi Song huddled in the cave, thinking silently.
He stayed in the firewood cave, and for some reason, the tension disappeared. The body relaxes and the person becomes a little sleepy.
Shi Song hugged his legs and thought silently: What is Coral doing now?
Coral in Meichuan's house must have just woken up from her nap, rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat down at her desk to practice calligraphy. He knew his sister. Shi Hualu inherited her mother's "dead-headedness" and had to complete everything seriously. Even if she had a fever, she must copy ten copybooks every day.
What are the corals in Nha Ha Village doing?
To strengthen the door to block those murderous people?
Are you going to boil hot water and drive away those people with ulterior motives?
Or should she use her small body to "spar" with those holding weapons?
But no matter which one of these things, is it more appropriate for Shi Song to do it?
Shi Song knew that Coral under the cliff had never learned martial arts, nor had he studied much. He didn't even know which dynasty or era he was in now. Her world was just under the cliff, so she never even thought about going out.
Therefore, her sister who is determined to witness the north and south of the Yangtze River is a truly great person.
But why does her sister believe that she can take Coral away?
At that time, they did not know Shi Song's identity, nor did they know anything about Shi Song's martial arts. Just because he is a "foreign" man with a broken arm and a coma, can the "Pearl" girl make such a conclusion?
No, that's not right. Shi Song thought.
One thing proves his identity - his two knives.
knife?
What knife?
His knife?
Where is his knife?
Countless noisy sounds sounded in Shi Song's mind at the same time, giving him a splitting headache. Shi Song tried desperately to think about where her knife had gone, but no matter how she thought about it, her mind was blank.
There was a wave of irritability in his heart, and strangely, in the endless irritation, Shi Song fell asleep for some reason.
He woke up at midnight.
The sky below the cliff turned completely dark at some point, and there was no light in the cramped woodshed. The ringing in his ears has stopped, and his body has become numb from staying in one position for too long.
"what happened?"
Shi Song tried his best to shake his shoulders and knocked down a few firewood. He stared at the firewood for a while, then remembered the cause and effect of hiding in the firewood pile.
"What are the causes and consequences?"
Shi Song always felt like there was some voice in his head that was going against him. He knew it was because it was too dark. Ishimatsu in Mishide Meikawa has a weakness: he has been afraid of the dark since he was a child.
"Hungry."
After being reminded by the voice in his head, Shi Song realized that he was already hungry. Coral didn't come to bring him food, so Shi Song didn't eat for a whole day. His stomach and intestines contracted, screaming about his emptiness.
"So hungry."
After not eating or drinking for a day and a night, Shi Song's lips were a little chapped. He licked his lips, climbed out of the pile of firewood, and went to find something to eat.
"fragrant."
Shi Song asked, took a breath, and indeed smelled a strong aroma.
"It smells so good."
The aroma, rich and thick, lingers on the tip of Shisong's nose and lingers for a long time. The aroma was so strong and fresh that it seemed to have transformed into a physical entity, attracting Shi Song to move forward.
"I am so hungry."
As Shisong walked, he was carried around several times by the scent. The small hut seemed to have no end, and the hungry Shisong was suffocating.
"I want to eat."
Shi Song followed the fragrance out of the door and walked into the small courtyard of another family. The door to the small courtyard was wide open, and the room was completely silent. Only a faint light could be seen.
"I want to eat……"
Pushing open the door, Shi Song saw that the light came from the crack in the kitchen door.
"I want to eat……"
He swallowed, took a deep breath, and put his hand on the door.
"I want to eat...I want to eat!"
Shi Song used his left hand to push open the kitchen door——
He saw Coral standing on a small bench, holding a long wooden spoon in his hand, staring intently at the cauldron in front of him.
This pot is so big and tall that corals need to stand on a bench to reach the edge. It takes more than a dozen corals to fill it.
Fill it up?
Shi Song was shocked by his thoughts, and at this moment, Coral turned to look at him.
"Meichuan, why are you here?"
As she spoke, she twirled the spoon in her hand. Shi Song looked at her, and the fragrance captured his consciousness again, making him move forward involuntarily.
"I want to eat," Shi Song said, "give it to me."
Coral didn't retreat, she just stared at Shisong and asked: "Shisong, are you hungry?"
Shi Song didn't answer, he just walked forward blindly, not even wiping away the saliva.
"Okay, okay." Coral sighed, scooped a spoonful of soup from the pot and poured it into the wooden bowl.
"Eat slowly and don't burn your mouth, brother."
The sky is very good today. The sun is bright but not dazzling, and the sun is bright but not hot. Shi Song pushed open the door, stretched out, and smiled unconsciously at the colorful flowers and green willows in front of him.
"Coral!" he shouted into the house, "Come out and bask in the sun!"
The door creaked again, and a petite girl walked out of the room. As soon as she touched the sun, she frowned and said dissatisfied: "It's such a big sun. Brother can just bask in it by himself. Call me out. What if I get tanned?"
Shi Song laughed loudly: "How could it be? Our little coral can't be tanned. Among our whole family, dad, grandma, me and you, who can be tanned?"
Coral laughed too. She hid in the shadow of the stone pine, stretched out her muddy little hands, pulled out two pieces of dogtail grass, and dexterously knitted them together with her hands.
"Brother, look!" Coral put the knitted bunny into Shisong's hand, "Isn't it cute? The two long ears are up and trembling."
She said, grabbing Shi Song's hand and shaking it. Shi Song saw how cute she was and couldn't help but rub her head with his left hand.
"Okay Coral, no more playing, we are going out!"
Coral looked at Shisong, her eyes sparkling, and she shouted excitedly: "We're going out!"
"Go and do chivalry!"
"Be a hero and do justice!"
Shi Song looked at the cute way Coral followed him word by word and couldn't help but laugh: "Then let's get ready. Take your sister and set off now!"
Coral nodded vigorously, ran back to the hut, hugged her sister, and held Shi Song's hand tightly.
The three of them walked forward, walking through meadows, woods, and low valleys. Along the way, Shi Song was singing. His voice was very nice, but when he sang, he was really incoherent.
"Hey, hey, let's go on a journey. I'm a hero and I'm the best at it."
"La la la~ Riding a horse and holding a sword~ Walking to the end of the world~"
He sang all the way and Coral laughed all the way.
When they were about to leave the mountain pass, Shi Song was singing "Riding Horses and Fighting Swords". This was already the number of times he had sung this song, but this time, when he looked at the bright sky outside the valley, he was suddenly startled.
Riding a horse and wielding a sword?
No, no, he wasn't using a sword.
Who wields the sword? It's Zhuchen.
So what did he use?
What did he use?
knife?
Shi Song trembled all over, as if he suddenly remembered something:
Where is his knife?
Some memory slowly emerged from the cocoon and came to his mind. Shi Song brought two knives with him when he went out this time, one of which was called Pearl, and the other...
But Coral tugged on his sleeve, and Shi Song lowered his head and laughed involuntarily.
"What are you thinking about, brother?"
Shi Song shook his head: "With Little Coral by my side, my brother doesn't think about anything."
He held Coral's hand and walked out of the valley, not seeing the scene reflected in the pool behind him——
It was a man with a broken arm, a long knife covered in blood, and a broken knife.
