The Heartless Mage Chapter 195: Uninvited guests

On the morning of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Bai Liuli was wrapped around a bundle of dead branches, shaking her head and shaking her tail. The big owl saw his pain, so it was rare that he didn't sleep a lot during the day. Standing still, he became Bai Liuli's main guard. It's a pity that Bai Liuli couldn't understand the painstaking efforts of a bird at all.

Inadvertently, I put Bai Liuli into the hot water basin, and shed the skin for him personally, while backing away and nagging, all saying to the owl: "Don't feed him every day, look at how much he grows. Quick. If he really grows into a big snake, how can I take him around?"

The owl opened his mouth, really wanting to say something human, but his ability is limited and he really can't say it.

Inadvertently and carefully tore off a long snake slough. Putting the snake slough in front of him and looking at it again and again, he sighed: "Bai Liuli, look at how fat you are now. It turned out that you were as thin as a small water snake, but now you are good, and you are a rolling pin."

Bai Liuli swam out of the water basin and folded up comfortably on the animal skin mattress, unintentionally paying attention.

The 15th day of the first lunar month is also a big festival. Although every family in the village can't make the Lantern Festival, they have to prepare some meals more or less. Xiaoquan walked past the tent holding a piece of mixed noodles, and suddenly saw that the tent curtain was wide open, so he bent down and looked in curiously. He looked in, and Su Tao just happened to look out, the two met each other, Xiaoquan hid the hair cake in his hand ashamed, and said hello: "Sister-in-law, where's Brother Wuxin?"

Su Tao was emitting the heat that had been suffocating in the tent all night. She was sitting on the animal skin mattress with a piece of oil cake. She lowered her head, and also felt that her image was not good: "He went to pick up firewood." /

Xiaoquan was reluctant to leave, and when he had nothing to say, he asked, "Does your family eat pancakes again?"

Su Tao drooped her eyelids and nodded to the red charcoal fire in the fire pit: "Yes."

Xiaoquan straightened up in embarrassment and walked home reluctantly. As soon as he entered the house, he was questioned by his mother: "Did you go to Wuxin's door to talk?"

Xiaoquan didn't expect that his mother had the eyesight of a hawk, sitting at home and knowing the world's affairs: "Yes, I said something, what's the matter?"

The mother was also cold, slapped the snowflakes on her body and scolded: "You are not allowed to get close to his little daughter-in-law! How ruthless are those unintentional hands, there is no one flying in the sky and walking on the ground that he can't catch. If there is a misunderstanding, he must stab you like a rabbit!"

Xiaoquan got angry when his mother talked about the central matter, and became angry on the spot, like a donkey. His mother couldn't control him, so his father came on stage and chased him all over the village with a stick. Wuxin walked out of the forest with a large bundle of dead branches and fallen leaves, and saw Xiaoquan's father and son flying over the eaves and walls.

Wuxin now only has white noodles, and all he can eat is pasta. There was no Lantern Festival during the Lantern Festival, so he cooked a large pot of hot noodles in the evening. The noodles are long and short, thick and thin, and the noodle soup is so thick that it is like glutinous rice, which is so hot that it is impossible to swallow. Su Tao held a white copper spoon and squatted by the pot to fish for meat. She searched for a needle in the noodle soup for a long time like a needle in a haystack. In the end, she collected the spoon for nothing, and put it in her mouth and licked it tentatively.

Inadvertently, his face flushed red from the steam, and he intentionally took off his padded jacket to dry off his sweat, but he was so busy that he couldn't make time. Just when it was hot and hungry, a gunshot suddenly sounded in the distance, and the sound of "Bah" was light and crisp.

Wuxin was stunned for a moment, thinking who would be so daring to play guns in the woods in the middle of the night. Su Tao also raised her head. She was sweaty at first, but at this moment, a layer of hair suddenly stood up on her face: "Who's here?"

Wuxin smiled a little, thinking that Su Tao is the guts of a rabbit, comparable to an owl, but before he could speak, the tent curtain was violently opened from the outside, Xiaoquan's head stuck into the tent, and the Crying loudly, he shouted: "Brother, sister-in-law, run, the militia is here!"

When the voice fell, he turned around and rushed towards his woodcut. Wuxin knew that he didn't have time to ask in detail, so he and Su Tao looked at each other, and the two of them didn't need to communicate.

As if in an instant, the village was in chaos. Not everyone can be as free and easy as Wuxin. They have worked on this land for a year, and their houses and food are all here. If they run out empty-handed, they will be at a loss and unable to find their way. Moreover, they thought that they were lucky enough to think that it should not be a big crime if they worked hard to eat and eat on the land without owners?

Before they could sort out their thoughts, the militiamen entered the village.

When the militiamen entered the village, Wuxin had just put out the charcoal fire in the fire pond with a pot of water. In the desolate tent, two pairs of eyes shone beside him, one pair were owl's eyes, they were born so bright; the other pair were Su Tao's eyes, Su Tao was carrying a schoolbag and a backpack, with a sigh in his chest. The strength seems to be able to give birth to sharp teeth and claws at any time, and die with people.

The unintentional small tent is located on the edge of the village and is the first stop for the militiamen to arrive. However, because it has a strange shape with a pointed top and a round bottom, and it is silent inside and out, the militia does not regard it as a house at all. Go around it and enter the village. The sound of kicking the door rang out, and the women and children also cried high and low; along with the sporadic gunshots, the militiamen began to scold and scold loudly, causing the blind strays of the whole village to roll away. Come out and gather.

Wuxin put on a rucksack, and for the sake of safety, tied it to himself with ropes. Pulling Su Tao to his side, he wanted to whisper a few words to her in a low voice, but before speaking, a voice suddenly came from outside the tent: "Hey? What is this?"

Someone laughed: "Can't see it! Tent?"

"How can there be such a tent? The tents are like yurts, haven't you seen a yurt?"

"What the **** is this? Look, there's a curtain here, isn't it a warehouse?"

The answer to him was a gasp: "No, you smell it, it's very fragrant around here, it seems that the meat has just been stewed."

Under the temptation of the smell of meat, two young militiamen walked to the tent, bent over and pulled a corner of the curtain. At the moment when the curtain was lifted, a large pot of hot noodles flew straight out, splashing the face of the militiamen. The lethality of the boiling noodle soup should not be underestimated, but when the two militiamen covered their faces and screamed, the two shadows rushed out one after the other and disappeared into the woods in a flash. The militiamen wiped their faces with smashed noodles and cried and howled. They were just paralyzed on the ground and struggling to get up. Suddenly, a big owl with fierce eyes flew out of the tent. The big owl circled up with a white snake in its mouth, and flew towards the forest in the face of a bright moon, leaving only an unpleasant howl to the militiamen.

Wuxin and Su Tao are about to run wild.

He moved the rucksack to his chest, he carried Su Tao and ran up and down. After a while, he couldn't carry it anymore, he put down Su Tao and ran with her. After running for a while, she couldn't keep up, so he picked her up again. The two escaped for a few miles in one breath, and then they both stopped when they guessed that the militiamen would not be able to catch up.

Su Tao leaned over a big tree, panting for breath. Wuxin didn't mean to breathe, but not breathing was not good, so he had to accompany her to take a few deep breaths. The big owl landed precisely on the branch beside them, holding the twisting white glaze in its mouth. Wuxin was afraid that Bai Liuli couldn't stand the cold, so he reached out to grab him; the big owl was still reluctant, and turned his head left and right. It wasn't until Wuxin slapped a chestnut in his head that he obediently let go and put Bai Liuli back into Wuxin's hands.

Putting the heavy Bai Liuli on the meat, I shivered unintentionally, feeling like I was carrying a large piece of ice. What to do next, he had no idea for a while, but fortunately he was used to mixing in the woods, and he would never let himself freeze to death. At the risk of exposing his target, he gathered branches and made a fire. The fire warms the chest and the wind blows the back cold. A fire alone is not enough, so he hugged Su Tao to his chest and let her sit on his lap and wait for the dawn.

After the initial panic, Su Tao has gradually calmed down. She raised her head and rested her unintentional shoulder on the back. Because she had already experienced a lot in the past year, she was insensitive and not desperate at the moment. Originally, this place was not their permanent home. Originally, they would continue to wander after the spring. As long as they did not fall into the hands of the militia, other problems would not be a big problem. She tucked Wuxin's hand into the cuff of her padded jacket, she was still very at ease and content.

The two sat around a fire for a while and walked for a while to keep their bodies from freezing. When it was dawn, Wuxin took out two frozen oil cakes from the backpack. He baked the cake on the fire, and he and Su Tao devoured their stomachs. Finding a piece of untrodden snow, Wuxin leaned over and brushed off the top layer of white snow, then reached out and grabbed the clean snow ball and sent it to his mouth. Seeing that Su Tao followed suit, he opened his mouth and said, "Eat less, be careful not to spoil your stomach."

Su Tao, holding a mouthful of snow, stood up and asked him, "Wuxin, where are we going next?"

Wanxin bent down and picked up a handful of snow, rubbing his head and face: "I plan to go back to the village to have a look. If the militia leaves, we will return it."

Su Tao said immediately: "I'll go with you."

Wu Xin also did not feel relieved to leave Su Tao alone in the woods. Leading her on the road, half a mile away from the village, he found an old tree with a crooked neck and stuffed Su Tao into the tree hole.

Then he moves on. He touched the edge of the village quietly, climbed on the tree and looked down, and found that in an open space in the center of the village, teams were disbanding in batches. The team is made up of all the men in the village. Every three people is a group, tied with a hemp rope into a small string. In the team, Wuxin saw Xiaoquan.

Half of Xiaoquan's face was covered in blood, apparently from a severe beating. He, his father and Carpenter Wang were grouped together. The waistbands of the three of them were confiscated, and they carried their trousers into a wood-carved hall together. The militiamen patrolled back and forth with their rifles, as if they wanted to stay in the village to fight.

Wuxin stared at Xiaoquan's back without saying a word, wanting to save him. He didn't believe that the county revolutionary committee really had the patience to "repatriate" these illiterate people to their hometowns. Wuxin could almost imagine the fate of Xiaoquan and others—their lives were already in the hands of the militia.

Su Tao heard that Wuxin wanted to save people, and immediately agreed.

Although she has no interest in Xiaoquan and others, she is happy to fight against the militiamen. In her eyes, the militiamen who went into the mountains to sweep on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month were no different from the young revolutionary generals who were associated with them. For them, Su Tao has been disgusted and hated to the point of indescribable.

The two spent a day and a night in the woods. On the morning of the next day, Wuxin returned to the village, only to find that the militiamen escorted the entire village's male laborers, leaving only a group of old and weak women and children. After following the footsteps of the militiamen for dozens of miles, Wuxin and Su Tao finally stopped outside a large farm. It turned out that the county revolutionary committee only asked the militiamen to catch the blind stray, but they did not give any instructions on what to do after they were caught. It was impossible for the militiamen to stay in the mountains to guard the blind streamers for a long time. The militia captain was so blessed that he even sent the blind streamers to a nearby farm. The wages earned by the blind streamers on the farms were naturally distributed privately by the militiamen.

On a cold day, it's impossible for Wuxin to wander around the farm all the time. After dark, he found a place to settle Su Tao, and single-handedly wanted to sneak into the farm to find Xiaoquan. Bringing his hunting gear, he sneaked into the farm boundary, taking the secluded path. Seeing that he was about to approach a row of bungalows in front of him, he crawled into the grass and was about to make a secret advance, but he had just climbed less than a foot when suddenly four claws hit his calf, and he trotted all the way up. the back of his head. He slumped down unexpectedly, stepping on his claws again on his calves. Rolling his eyes and looking forward, he was so angry that he wanted to scold the street—he saw a white fox!

The white fox acted majestically as a striker, with a row of five red foxes and a small weasel, and walked straight to the farm chicken shed with its head held high.