Chapter 106 Toshihiko

The carriage walked more and further away, crossing the path from the farmhouse, and the road became more and more difficult to walk. The people sitting on the carriage were sad. Qin Shubao leaned on the carriage to pretend to squint, while the driver was forget his worries.

The group walked for three days. From prosperity to the wilderness, Qin Shubao had never been familiar with these people, eating the simplest meals and drinking the most primitive mountain springs. No one took special care of him, and no one deliberately made things difficult for him.

In the past three days, Qin Shubao also thought about running away, but he vaguely felt that someone was staring at him, so he broke the idea, but this colleague, no one paid attention to it, which was really boring.

"Stop, everyone take a break."

Wangyou grabbed the carriage and let everyone rest. Qin Shubao jumped out of the carriage, stretched out, and looked carefree, making several people behind him hate to press the knife.

The braided girl walked to Qin Shubao with a water bag and didn't say anything. She just looked at him quietly. Qin Shubao smiled, took the water bag, picked up a branch and drew it on the ground. She said to herself, "This word is 'child'."

The braided girl watched carefully. At this moment, she lost a little hostility and a little more like to learn. Everyone also followed them. It's not surprising.

After writing one word and staying for half a cup of tea, Qin Shubao wiped it away by himself. This time, the girl was slightly anxious and gave a soft 'a' in her mouth.

"I'll write it to you later."

There are many 'child' calligraphy strokes, and it is justable that the braided girl can't remember it. But when Qin Shubao said this, the girl immediately turned around and didn't want to see him write or learn something secretly.

Qin Shubao was not depressed enough to compete with a child. He smiled silently, withered branches as a pen, and loess as a propaganda, and wrote a word slowly.

Wangyou has been changed into a man's costume, which is less fat powder and more heroic. The only thing that remains unchanged is the silver bell hidden in the cuffs. He glances at the words written by Qin Shubao and asks faintly, "Are you afraid of death?"

Qin Shubao poked what was written on the ground with his foot and said with a natural face, "Aren't you afraid?"

Forget to worry and don't want to say more, he walked to Beipont's carriage with a water bag. Qin Shubao sat on the ground, supported his hands behind his back, and smiled at the sky.

Three water depends on the tongue. You can live with more words, and you can live with less words!

How good it is to be alive!

Like the erased word 'living', the positive frame is the meaning, and the oblique is bent.

After five days of travel, I finally saw people. The people in the car were relieved and eager to return home. Unexpectedly, they didn't rest and got there at noon.

Everyone's faces were smiling, which was the relaxation after returning home. Only Qin Shubao, a 'prisoner' who was not a guest, turned his eyes around and died alone.

The villages in the mountains are not rich. Rows of bamboo buildings are lined up, but they are very exotic. The scattered bananas are full of fruit, green and beautiful. The people who came out to greet them wore colorful short skirts, leggings and embroidered silver jewelry.

Wangyou and the crowd distributed some food and objects to the children around them, and the adults standing behind the children looked at them with a smile.

After a few days of recuperation, Beipont looked slightly better. He leaned against the carriage and did not look at the lively scene. He forgot to worry and saw Beipont get out of the car and walked over to help him. Beckham wanted to break free, but when he inexplicably lowered his head, he was helped by forgetting his worries.

When Qin Shubao saw that Wangyou helped Bei Pang walk towards the village, he hung not far away and did not pretend to help. Along the way, the villagers cast a lot of curious eyes on the outsider, but their eyes were still gentle.

There is a large open space in the middle of the village. There is an independent bamboo building around the open space.

Walking to the middle of the open space, Qin Shubao glanced around, smiled inexplicably, and joked himself, "I hope they don't eat people."

Qin Shubao walked into the bamboo building. Wangyou and Bei Pang had already sat down. A barefoot and messy woman in the bamboo building had a wooden hairpin, curled her sleeves and took out something in a jar.

Women's exposed muscles are also unclean!

But the woman in front of her is not only barefoot, but also pulls her sleeves. If such behavior is put into Bianliang City, she will be punished by immersion in pig cages. Qin Shubao sighed in his heart that the Yi people were open, but he was scared by the scene in front of him.

An ant the size of a little thumb cover was taken out of the jar by the woman, which was black enough to make people feel creepy, but the woman was not afraid at all. She shook all the ants into the medicine jar, jingled and crushed them, mixed with several herbs into a ball.

After doing this, the woman reached in and took out the ant's jar, grabbed a few large ones, and then asked the man lying on the bamboo mat to lift his coat.

The woman looked at the position and pressed the big ant in her hand to the man's affected area. Qin Shubao clearly saw the cold sweat on the man's head, and the ant that bit the man was grabbed by the woman and let the ant's head bite him to death.

An ant makes people sweat coldly. What about ten?

Qin Shubao looked at the man rolling on the bamboo mat and was shocked. This was simply a torture!

The woman in the role of the doctor ignored the man who was rolling on the ground. Instead, she picked up the ball of paste, with changeable gestures and read words that Qin Shubao couldn't understand. When everything was over, the woman fed the ball of things to the man to eat.

Strangely, as soon as the man ate this ball of things, he immediately relaxed, and his face gradually turned red. It was just a matter of time before he wanted to be bright.

After half a column of incense, the man left gratefully and said hello to the woman: "Nacuo, how are you?"

The strangely named Luan directly skipped the forgetful greeting and stretched out his hand to play with Beipont's wound. After seeing Beipont's reaction, he went to play with herbs in his heart.

Wangyou and Bei Pang seemed to be used to the behavior and did not feel dissatisfied. Qin Shubao looked curiously at what happened.

" Apply these herbs to the wound and you will be able to work in a few days."

"Can you talk?"

Qin Shubao focused all his eyes on his body in a word. Seeing Wangyou and Bei Pang's unkind eyes, Qin Shubao lowered his head slightly. The woman smiled and ignored Qin Shubao's unreasonable.

In fact, Qin Shubao can't be blamed for being so surprised. It's just that anyone will be surprised to hear the Chinese words in a different race.

As she talked about the events of these days, tears fell down like broken beads, and Bei Pang, who Qin Shubao thought was a cold-blooded killer, also turned red.

Qin Shubao couldn't help sighing, but in exchange for Bei Pang's cold threat: "Dare to say one more thing, be careful of your dog's life!"

Qin Shubao snorted with a cold face and read loudly, "Aunt Yi, according to the discussion of Yi doctor. The doctor suspected the pancreatic epidemic, the will of Aunt Yi leaning on the chair, moving the aunt's pancreas with a different instrument, 100 million different ants, pancreatic fluid overflowing, ant annihilation, and pancreas for medical treatment. Yi Pancreas Yiyi, a doctor with Yiyi clothes. Medical clothes, Yiyiyiyi. Oh! It's different to treat the pancreas with ants! It's also appropriate to use Yiyi's clothes to Yiyi doctors!"

Bepang only felt irritable when he finished reading Qin Shubao, and he dared not pay attention to him. His heart was so angry that he raised his hand to use a flying knife.

"Bepon!"

As soon as the girl shouted harshly, Bei Pang was like seeing the mouse of the cat. He turned his head and forgot his worries before he woke up. He told it in one tone, which was realistic. How amazing are these thoughts?

After drinking Bei Pang, she turned her head and asked Qin Shubao, "Kid, who are you?"

"Qin Sheng"

A trace of enlightenment flashed in the depths of her eyes, pointing to Wangyou and Beipont and said, "Is it an enemy or a friend?"

"I don't want to be the enemy."

Yan Niang nodded slightly and didn't want to ask more questions, so she asked Wangyou to take Bei Pang back. Naturally, Qin Shubao had no reason to leave.

When several people left, a green-winged mantis fell from above her head. The strange thing was that the mantis had a pair of machetes. The woman gently touched the mantis above her head and let it bite her finger.

After the four-knife mantis turned pink, the lady moved her finger and waved her hand to let it go. She looked at the empty square and whispered, "I hope you can do it."