Chapter Thirteen Doing with the Little Yellow Bird
Lian Tong and the old ghost were hiding in the house, looking out through the crack in the door. Soon, they felt a tremor on the ground.
"Kid, hurry up, go out through the back door and hide in the back mountain." The old ghost said softly.
"Why should I leave alone?" Lian Tong was puzzled. Why should I be a deserter? Am I such a person?
"Why are you staying here? You will only cause trouble for me. Hide in the back mountain. Do you hear me?" The old ghost's voice was low and inaudible, but his tone was full of orders.
Lian Tong looked at the old ghost, then gritted his teeth and walked to the back door. The old ghost's shabby house was built against the mountain. Lian Tong walked out of the back door and saw a steep slope in front of him. Then he worked hard and used his hands and feet together,
Soon we climbed to the back mountain.
Standing on the top of the mountain, you can clearly see through the branches and weeds that a team of about 2,000 people is walking towards us in the distance. The leader is riding a tall horse and is covered in armor. Only a round face is exposed. But it can still be seen.
, this person is very fat, very fat, and his limbs are very short.
Because although this person's mount is a tall horse, it is still very difficult to walk, and the horse takes a step and takes a breath, whining from time to time. Looking at this person's feet, they are just hanging in the distance.
There's still half a foot of air above the ground. I don't know if it's because I'm too fat, my feet can't be clamped tightly, or something.
Just when Lian Tong was lost in thought, a small yellow bird appeared two meters away from Lian Tong, and it kept chirping.
Lian Tong made a "shh" gesture.
But the little yellow bird still kept chirping.
Lian Tong glared at it and said, "Don't make any noise. If you make any more noise, I will roast you and eat you."
The strange thing is that Lian Tong's threat actually took effect. The bird stopped chirping, and just jumped from one branch to another, as if looking for a suitable place for itself.
Lian Tong looked at the little yellow bird and said calmly, "You, stop running around so naughtyly. Go home quickly, otherwise your mother will be worried about you."
The little bird didn't understand Lian Tong's words. He just looked at Lian Tong sideways and then called out.
"Hey, I tell you, you don't understand, and I don't understand your bird song either." Lian Tong simply sat on the ground, pulling up a piece of grass at any time and putting it in his mouth.
"I said, little bird, why are you always following me? You looked at me when I was practicing my swordsmanship, and you are looking at me now. In fact, I also want to make friends with you, but I don't understand bird language. To be honest
, In this society, my only friend and relative is the old ghost. But I dare not say many things to him for fear of making him angry." After saying that, Lian Tong took out a silver bracelet from his arms and said with a bitter smile.
"Friends, haha. Maybe I will never have friends in this life."
The little yellow bird chirped a few times, and then cautiously approached Lian Tong.
Seeing this, Lian Tong stretched out his hand and said, "Haha, are you willing to be friends with me?"
The little bird looked very cautious and looked at Lian Tong without blinking. After hesitating for a while, it finally jumped onto Lian Tong's hand. But it seemed more cautious and might fly away at any time.
"Are you afraid of me? Haha, don't worry, you are so big and cute, I won't bear to eat you," Lian Tong said with a smile.
When Lian Tong retracted his hand, the bird was so frightened that its wings spread out and fluttered slightly. If it felt something was wrong, it would immediately flap its wings and fly away.
Then Lian Tong gently stroked the bird's feathers, which calmed it down.
It is said that the old ghost was hiding in the house. After Lian Tong left, the old ghost sneaked into the room and searched for it. When the old ghost came out again, a shocking scene appeared. The old ghost was no longer the old ghost before, but
The old ghost, who had aged for decades, had ravines all over his face and looked like he was about to die. He hobbled out with a cane.
When Lian Tong, who was squatting in the back hill, saw the old ghost, his eyes almost popped out of his head. Is this the old ghost he knew? If he hadn't lived with the old ghost for more than two months, Lian Tong would have thought he was an old ghost.
There are other people at home.
At this time, accompanied by a burst of dust, the army arrived in front of the old ghost's house.
After a burst of horses neighing, the army stopped, and the fat man at the head shouted coldly, "Old man, do you know a boy named Lian Tong?"
The Chaoyang Gang is considered a local snake in Xincheng, with their spies spread all over the city. Lian Tong also reported his name at the market, so it's not surprising that the Chaoyang Gang knows about him.
The old ghost looked "hardly" at the speaker and said "surprised": "Oh, isn't this Mr. Zhang Deqiao? The old man's eyesight is dim and he recognized it now. I'm really sorry."
The fat man at the head was Zhang Deqiao from the Chaoyang Gang. Originally, he received the order to act secretly, but according to reports from the scouts, it was difficult to find a single family in Longgugou within a hundred miles. Zhang Deqiao knew that there was no power here at all, so later he
He just hurried over quickly.
"Stop talking nonsense and answer my question," Zhang Deqiao said coldly.
"Who is Liantong? I don't know him. I'm the only one within a radius of ten miles. I don't know Liantong." The old ghost said in a surprised tone.
"Old man, I advise you to be more sensible. I have killed countless people in my life, but for an old man like you who has been buried up to his chin, I don't even bother to do anything. That's why I talk so much nonsense to you. If you don't know how to recognize someone, don't blame me.
Cruel and ruthless," Zhang Deqiao said in a serious tone. Apparently he felt that the old ghost was too wordy and was a little impatient.
"Oh, old man, I really don't know. Sir, you are aware of this," the old ghost begged hurriedly. That was really pitiful and aggrieved.
"Old guy, I think you won't shed tears until you see the coffin." Zhang Deqiao snorted coldly. Then he shouted, "Team No. 1, search for me! Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to search it out for me."
"Yes." A team of two hundred people rushed towards the old ghost's house. There was a loud clanking sound, and pots and pans were thrown all over the floor.
The old ghost's face twitched, suppressing his anger. Then it turned into a look of pain, and he begged, "Sir, I really don't know you, please don't fall again, old man, my family only has a few things that are worth it."
Already."
"Let me ask you one last time, where is Lian Tong?" Zhang Deqiao said indifferently.
"I really don't know, I don't know him," the old ghost said.
Zhang Deqiao said no more, but quietly waited for the results of the search team.
Soon, the search team completed the search, and the team leader came to Zhang Deqiao and whispered a few words softly.
Zhang Deqiao nodded, his eyes moved to the old ghost again, and said, "Old man, you really don't know Lian Tong?"
"Well, I really don't know him." The old ghost replied sincerely.
"Oh, then let me ask you, is there anyone else here?" Zhang Deqiao said calmly, with a little disappointment.
"No more," the old ghost shook his head.
"Old guy, you are talking nonsense. According to reliable information, Lian Tong lives in this ravine, and you are the only one living in a shabby hut here. If he doesn't live here, why can't he live in a cave? You said you are the only one here, then why
My people found two beds in your house. Look again, the clothes hanging out there clearly belong to two people. Do you think I am stupid?" Zhang Deqiao said with foaming at the mouth.
Then he slashed with a broadsword, and after a flash of sword light, the old ghost's thatched hut suddenly reached the top, and everything inside could be seen clearly. It was indeed a room with two beds.
The old ghost's heart sank. After all, paper could not cover the fire, and his lie was exposed. The hand holding the cane couldn't help but hold it harder.
"Would you say it or not?" Zhang Deqiao shouted angrily.
The old ghost suddenly became relieved and straightened his rickety waist. He smiled and said, "Yes, I know Lian Tong, but he has gone far. I just delayed you for a while. Hahaha."
"Old guy, there is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell but you rush into it. I can't blame you. You should die," Zhang Deqiao said with a cruel smile.