Chapter 52 The Bride of the Ghost Clan (14)
With the map brought back by the ghost soldiers in his hand, Jiang Beichen looked at the steep terrain on it and walked left and right.
His confidant stood in the room and watched their lord have been thinking about something. Although he was a little curious, he only waited quietly for instructions.
Jiang Beichen spread the brown paper map on the table, moved his fingers back little by little along the route of the cave, and asked:
"But find out where the brides are locked up?"
"If you return to your excellency, the brides are all imprisoned separately, and the lord asked us to find the girl... The brother who sneaked in said that there was no girl called fortibi."
"No?" Jiang Beichen repeated in a low voice, thinking that the fort may have used a pseudonym... This is troublesome. The field of greedy women does not mean that they can break through. There is only one chance, and they can only succeed.
Thinking about the problem, he habitually held the clamshell clock hanging in front of his chest with his hand, ticking, ticking, ticking... The sound of the second hand moving came clearly. Jiang Beichen listened, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Call the brother to inquire about the situation."
"Yes."
After a while, his confidant entered the house with a ghost soldier, and Jiang Beichen asked directly:
"Have you seen the appearance of those twenty girls?"
"Your Excellency, I have seen all the little ones." The ghost soldier replied respectfully.
"If you read it again, you may pronounce the name?"
"It's capable. This time it was a special order from the adults, so the little one carefully remembered the situation of each girl.
When Jiang Beichen heard this, a smile appeared in his mouth. He took off the pocket watch hanging on his chest and came to the ghost soldier.
"Then take a look. Do you know this girl?"
"Well." The ghost soldier raised his head and saw that the lord had come to him and opened the silver-white round lid. He saw something strange inside that he had never seen before.
The side that the ghost soldiers are looking at is the clock. At this time, it points to four o'clock in the afternoon.
Jiang Beichen's finger gently pointed to the other side, and a woman's head suddenly appeared.
The ghost soldier was extremely surprised.
- spell?
"Do you have any impression of this girl?" Jiang Beichen asked.
At this time, what he was pointing to was the photo of forsian. This pocket watch was also a gift from for the foreia. When he got it, there was already a big head sticker on it.
When he went to the amusement park that day, his watch just broke. He took it out of the drawer and hung it on his neck, so he followed him to the world.
The ghost soldier looked at the picture and only felt that the color was very bright and vivid. He had never seen such a thing before, but now he forgot to reply.
"Cough!" Jiang Beichen's confidant standing aside coughed fiercely and reminded him not to forget to return to the lord's words.
"Well, this girl..." The ghost soldier looked at the foreared photo and began to think hard.
The forterry in the big head sticker is tied with the most common ponytail for girls in the 21st century. Because of summer, the bangs are all tied up and fixed with black hairpins. There are also some fluffy hair on the forehead, because it is too short to gently stick to the cheek.
That was specially taken by Forgingia for Jiang Beichen two years ago.
On her birthday that year, she fell in love with a pocket watch, which was expensive. So secretly, she saved her daily meals and pocket money, and it took her a semester to approach the high-end gift shop with this money. You know, it was the first time in Lithia's life to buy luxury goods.
The silver-white clock body is engraved with elegant texture on the shell. When opened, the finely crafted numbers and hands make people like it at a glance. Forthia, who had not yet graduated in the third year of junior high school, carefully held this treasure and ran out of the gift shop. When she went to bed at night, she put her pocket watch next to the pillow and could hear a clear ticking sound.
Why don't you wrap up your pocket watch and send it to him on his birthday? ... Lian Jian is very late, but he still can't sleep. He tossing and turning, as if he feels something missing.
She thought about it, and her pupils lit up in the night - photo!
Yes! She can also take a big head sticker, take a big head sticker of about the same size, and trim it slightly, just to paste it in!
So there is this big head sticker.
The fortear in the photo looked at the camera and smiled. Her eyes showed a serene color, which made everyone feel very comfortable.
The ghost soldier has been watching and thinking that there is a shadow in his mind that slowly coincides with it.
Jiang Beichen did not urge, just waiting for him to think about it, but his mind seemed to gradually remember something in the past.
When he was a child, Forsia was always used to following him. Because of his timid personality, he seemed to be often bullied by others. He is two years taller than the for fortification, but since primary school, he has been running to the forkyan class from time to time. When he meets someone bullying the for fortification, the fist must be waved.
His father's profession is special, so he rarely goes home. He and his mother are the only ones at home. When he was 12 years old, his mother had an accident just after graduating from primary school.
My father once called him and asked him if he wanted to go to his place.
He refused decisively.
The young teenager stood in the bedroom with closed curtains and doors, holding the receiver and straightening his back.
"I'm not going."
“......”
"I don't want to go your way."
“......”
"I don't want to live under your wings."
“......”
"One day, people will say that you are my Jiang Beichen's father, not that I am your Jiang Zhongliang's son."
Jiang Zhongliang was silent for a long time on the other end of the phone, and he had no objection to his son's words. Although his son is only 12 years old, he believes in his son.
Suddenly laughing, Jiang Zhongliang respected Jiang Beichen's choice.
"It's my son, Dad is waiting! One day, your name can come to New York!"
Hanging up the phone, Jiang Beichen knew that from today on, he was the only one in the long and empty room.
Slowly retreated, his legs touched the edge of the bed, and he simply fell back.
He forgot whether he had shed tears that day. He only felt drowsy. As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep.
I don't know how long I slept, the sound of heavy objects falling down and the sound of a little girl breathing in the living room.
His consciousness gradually woke up, but he did not open his eyes. He knows that it's forthia.
"Why didn't you lock the door?" Lian Jian turned on the light in the living room to herself. As soon as she came in, the whole living room was very dark. The door of the balcony was tightly closed and she couldn't see clearly. She just touched the stool and fell to the ground.
"Jiang Beichen, Jiang Beichen? ..." Lian Jian walked to his room as he called, gently pushed the door open, and found that the bedroom was darker.
The corner of his eyes glanced at the boy lying in **, and walked towards the window with a smile and opened the curtains.
"In broad daylight, why are you pulling the curtains!"
The dazzling light came immediately. Now it's noon, and the sun is very dazzling. Jiang Beichen put his back on his head and opened his eyes a little.
Ten-year-old fortear stood in front of the window in the goose-yellow children's clothes sold in the building, and the sun outside was all sprinkled on her.
"Jiang Beichen is gone. Lunch is ready. Mom asked me to call you to dinner."
"...eat?" The boy's voice was a little hoarse.
Fortight fortight walked slowly to the bedside and took the opportunity to pull his arm.
"Get up! How can you sleep at noon in winter? Mom is still waiting! Hurry up!"
"Eating..." The boy repeated crazily.
The girl's eyes suddenly dilated in front of her eyes, and her forsythia pupils were bright and smiling.
- dementia at the beginning of the year!
If you don't ask for nothing, Lian Jian asked quickly:
"Jiang Beichen, cough, let me ask you - where is your digital baby collection painting?" That's the baby she has been thinking about for a long time!
His eyes slowly focused. Jiang Beichen looked at the thief's eyes of the girl in front of him and suddenly moved gently somewhere in his heart.
Jiang Beichen suddenly jumped up from **, opened the door and walked out.
"Hey! Answer me! --" Lian Jian shouted and chased after him.
She found that Jiang Beichen did not go out, but opened the balcony door. In this way, all the sunlight outside poured in and the whole house suddenly became bright.
Forsythia ran to his side and heard a little words. She asked doubtfully:
"What are you talking about?"
The little boy raised his arm and stretched his waist, with a faint smile on his mouth.
"I said, the sun is so warm."
Well, the cold winter sun is really warm.
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"Lord! I remember! - Yes, there is this girl!"
The ghost soldier shouted in surprise, and he was absolutely right! Although that woman is more mature than this, he can be sure that it is definitely her!