Chapter 102: Childish rhetoric (1/2)
In the small village, all the villagers have gathered here because of the arrival of the purple sable. Looking at the existence, they looked worried and asked about the injury of Zi Yan.
”Citizens, Shaoxia is seriously injured, being chased by the enemy, afraid to hurt us, to leave immediately, what do you think?”
The village head stood at the door and said to the villagers holding chickens and ducks.
”What, Shaoxia wants to leave, this can't be done.”
”What is this shit, Shaoxia saved the lives of all of us. Now someone wants to kill him. How can we watch the young man go to death, we have to help him.”
”You can't let the young man go. He has been seriously injured. He still has a comatose woman and let him go. Isn't he let him die?”
”Our people in Qingshui Village are not ungrateful guys.”
”We can't let the young man go.”
A group of villagers have opened their mouths, righteous words, and some have to go in and visit Shaoxia.
”Chairman, if you let Shaoxia go, you have to burn your house today.”
”My Li butcher will not let you go. Although we are mortal, ordinary people, but we do not do that ungrateful villain.”
”Yes, we have to save the young man.”
A lot of villagers shouted, even some women did. No one agreed that Ziyan left, the villagers were very simple, and they knew that they would report it.
”Okay, good!” The village head stood in front of the door and nodded again and again. His eyes were full of gratification and excitement. ”You are not my Qingshui village, I have not lost our face to Qingshui Village, and I have not lost face to our ancestors in Qingshui Village.”
”Xiao Xia saved the lives of all of us, how can we do that ungrateful person, now we will discuss how to save the young man.” Old man.
”Since it is the enemy's pursuit, when the Shaoxia is unhealed, naturally can't leave, can't be found, we can let them hide.”
”Yes, my family has a kennel, it is very secret.” There are villagers.
”Big dog, go to your fucking, you let the young man hide in the kennel, I see you are still there.”
The other villagers laughed loudly.
”I think it's hidden in the cellar. Every family in our family has a cellar, so deep, and it's absolutely safe to hide it.”
”Yes, this is a good suggestion.”
Everyone spoke up and talked freely, and they all rushed to hide the young man in his own home, as if this was a glorious thing.
”Citizens, hiding in the cellar is a good thing, and it is absolutely feasible, but what we have to do is to keep this secret. You can't say anyone, you have to manage your mouth.” The old man said again.
”Do not worry, when the village head is closed, I can't even open the iron shovel.”
”As for confidentiality, the village chief is also assured.”
Everyone has promised.
The head of the village waved his hand and said: ”I certainly believe in you, but you have to know that children are ignorant. Many children today have seen Shaoxia return. Once someone asks, it must be a bad thing.”
”This village head please ask for directions. We must go back and explain carefully, and we won't be bad on this.”
”I must teach my dog well.”
“The village head is assured that we will go back and explain it carefully.”
Everyone promised again.
”Well, let's go back with your things now, and do the same as usual, don't show any horses.”
When everyone heard the words of the village head, they went back and told their children over and over again. Do not talk indiscriminately.
When the old man came in, Zi Yan was sitting on the edge of the bed and looked at Wang Xianer. He had already heard it outside. He was very moved. The simplicity of these villagers deeply touched the purple.
”Young man, you brought this lady to come with me. There is a cellar in my backyard, very deep, you can hide it inside.”
”Thank you, old man!” Zi Yan grateful, then holding Wang Xianer, walking toward the backyard.
Wang Xianer is still in a coma, Ziyan is leaving now, and the two will die. If you stay here, there is still a chance to live. No one will guess that they will be hidden in such a village.
The head of the village is still relatively large. There is a backyard of tens of square meters. In the corner of the backyard, there is a cellar, and the wooden door of the mantle is opened. The old man walks in first.
The cellar is very humid and very dim. The purple cicada follows the old man down the steps. This place is a place to store some things, or there are dangerous Tibetans. It is large and contains more than two people.
Among the thousands of gratitudes, the old man left, and after a while, he brought two quilts to the purple enamel, and a few pieces of clothes, took some food, and let the purple scorpion rest assured, after the old man left.
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The pursuit of the soldiers is faster than the imagination. Only when the purple scorpion is placed for less than one hour, there is a Peng bird falling from the sky.
Dozens of meters of body shape, more than many houses, covering the sky, with a huge shadow, falling, with a burst of wind, almost to blow down some houses.