The Era of Game

24 The whereabouts of the villagers

    Wan Jingtian looked at the teenager strangely: "Do you recognize me?"

    The young man had a gray head and face, thin and weak, but he used a loud voice to express his "no balance between good and evil" with Wan Jingtian. He said, "Of course I recognize you! You are the spy who was caught by everyone on the day of the village accident. !"

    Er, Wan Jingtian has forgotten that he has also been a "spies".

    The boy's eyes were full of anger, he stared at Wan Jingtian and said, "After you were arrested, something happened in the village that night! You must do it! It must be you!"

    "What did I do?" Does it matter that he was caught and had an accident in the village? Although not completely innocent, Wan Jingtian can't remember the pot of destruction in this village!

    The young man said indignantly: "It must be you, passing the information of the bandits attacking the village from the outside to the prison! That's why bandits inside and outside can cope with the outside and caught our village by surprise!"

    As the boy said, he kept picking up the stones at hand and smashing them at Wan Jingtian.

    Fortunately, he had been hungry in the rubble for two days. Without much effort, Wan Jingtian dodged a little bit and avoided it.

    But Wan Jingtian really subdued the imagination of this young man. He reluctantly said: "Do you think those bandits still need me to deliver the message? Why don't you doubt that the jailer in your village prison originally has The bandit’s undercover, so the bandits inside and outside originally kept communicating with each other?"

    "It's impossible!" The boy said firmly, "Those officers are all native paddy field villagers. How could there be bandits! How could they help bandits attack their own village? You did it clearly, don't you quibble!"

    When the boy talked about the place of breath, he threw another stone. This one was bigger than the previous ones, probably the size of a fist.

    Wan Jingtian finally couldn't bear it, how can he have the time to talk with this boy? He didn't hide this time, he caught the flying stone and threw it back. So the stone was pressed against the boy's cheek and hit the ground with a whistle. The boy froze immediately and did not dare to say anything.

    Wan Jingtian had a foundation in this move. Although there was no precise assistance and the distance was not that far, most people couldn't handle it so well.

    Wan Jingtian was anxious and angry: "Listen well: I'm not a spy or a bandit! Time is running out, so I can't explain it to you. You tell me quickly, where are the villagers?"

    The young man pouted, although he was scared but not convinced, he tremblingly stretched out his hand, pointed at Wan Jingtian and said, "Why are you not a bandit? The clothes on your body clearly belonged to the bandit on Shirong Mountain. dress up!"

    Wan Jingtian lowered his head to look at his outfit-oh, isn't it? When I came, I was still wearing my family’s T-shirt and shorts, but the clothes were already lost when I was changing and I couldn’t wear them anymore. So these days, I have been wearing such a suit. When I was in the cottage, I didn't care much. Once I went down the mountain, it had the effect of wearing a "uniform" accidentally.

    No wonder this boy ran away when he saw Wan Jingtian. Probably it was the same mentality with the hawker when he saw a person wearing an urban management uniform walking around.

    Wan Jingtian sighed and explained: "This suit is indeed the clothes of bandits; just because I was caught by those bandits as a prisoner, it took a lot of setbacks before I escaped."

    The boy curled his lips to show how he believed Wan Jingtian's statement.

    Wan Jingtian didn't care about that much, and eagerly wanted to convince: "I think you are from Shuitian Village. Do you know? Since the night of the attack, 16 people have died in your village. When I heard the news on Shirong Mountain, I was fidgeting, and then I tried my best to escape, just to save people! If you don't want villagers to continue to die, just tell me where they are?"

    The boy's eyes finally wavered a little: "Are you really not for the Qingyuan Sword?"

    Wan Jingtian frowned and said, "Qingyuan Sword? I don't know what it is! At this time, what are you thinking about? A sword and the lives of the whole village are important to you?"

    The boy was silent, lowered his head as if thinking. Then, he raised his head, looked suspiciously at Wan Jingtian, and asked, "Are everyone really dangerous now?"

    "Of course it's dangerous! Who is that bandit leader Yang Shuo, you from the paddy field village should know better than me!"

    The boy asked again: "But even so, you are alone, how can you save everyone?"

    Wan Jingtian said: "Are you going to sit and wait for death alone? What's more, aren't there already two of us? The car must have a way to the front of the mountain. We act by chance, it is better than doing nothing!"

    The boy's eyes flickered, and finally said: "According to what they said when they left, they should have gone to Giant Mountain."

    "Giant Mountain? Where is that?"

    The boy said: "There is a bottomless cave in the Giant Mountain, and there is a giant beast in the cave. The giant beast is huge and violent. The bandits searched the village and did not see the Qingyuan Sword, so they suspected the Qingyuan Sword. Hidden in the cave of the giant beast. Oops!" The young man clenched his fist and slammed to the ground, "They won't take the lives of our villagers to charge into battle!?"

    Wan Jingtian asked: "How big is a giant beast that more than a hundred villagers have to resist?"

    The boy replied: "The giant beast is as big as a chariot, and as strong as a boulder, and there are seven or eight giant beasts living in the cave! That is a solid giant chariot team!"

    If that is the case, the villagers are ordinary and have no ability to fight. What use can there be more people? Isn’t it still crushed?

    Things are probably not that simple.

    Wan Jingtian looked at the boy and asked strangely, "The bandit seems to have taken all the other villagers, but why are you still here?"

    The boy bit his lip: "It was the village chief who desperately protected me and hid me here. They said that if I die, no one will know the whereabouts of the Qingyuan Sword." The boy said, thinking of the village's trust at that time. Tears came to her face.

    "That means only you know the whereabouts of Qingyuan Sword now?"

    "Yeah," the young man nodded while wiping his tears. He suddenly realized something. He took two steps back vigilantly, opened the distance from Wan Jingtian, and said, "Didn't you say that you are not interested in Qingyuan Sword?"

    In Wan Jingtian's heart, a beast is really galloping, and the one who keeps mentioning the Qingyuan sword is obviously just the boy himself! And he just followed along and asked.

    Wan Jingtian waved his hand and said, "I just want to understand the current situation. I really don’t have much interest in the Qingyuan Sword. Then you are the only one who knows the whereabouts of the Qingyuan Sword. The villagers want to keep the news, so Must save your life?"

    The teenager nodded.

    "Then what's your name?"

    "Song Xiaochuan." The boy replied.

    "Qingyuan Sword is not in Giant Mountain, right?" Wan Jingtian said suddenly.

    Song Xiaochuan looked at Wan Jingtian in surprise: "How do you know? The whereabouts of Qingyuan Sword, clearly only I know!"