Nanming Engineer

Chapter 4 White Soldier Li Tingyu
"General Candidate Li?" The two were taken aback, their faces blank.

Xu Goudan needs to understand a little bit more, and immediately reacted: "You mean the Qing soldier who rescued you today?"

Wang Huan nodded: "Yes."

When Chen Ergou heard it, he shook his head like a rattle, and said repeatedly: "No, no, no, he is a Han, but he is a soldier who has surrendered to the Manchu Qing. How can he help us?"

Xu Goudan was equally puzzled, and agreed: "Yes, that's Qing soldiers, how could they give us a way out? Wang Huan, don't think that if he saved your life today, he will help us. Think about it." , If he is really a good person, will he surrender? He must have died for his country just like Shi Gebu."

Wang Huan smiled slyly, and said leisurely like a bamboo in his chest: "Don't worry, Shanren has his own tricks. You have never seen my skills, so just wait here obediently and get ready. When the night is quiet, I will go out and go out." You're done!"

Xu Goudan said worriedly: "Wang Huan, they still have to rely on us to work hard to move the bodies. They may not kill us for a while, but if you act rashly, it will be tragic if you cause trouble."

Wang Huan said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter, the worst is that I will die alone. A man has a destiny, but he can't live like this."

After a pause, he added: "What's more, what's the difference between the country's ruin and family death like ours?"

Seeing Wang Huan's firm attitude, Chen Ergou and Xu Goudan knew that it was okay to persuade them, but they didn't know what to say, so they stopped talking and lay down beside Wang Huan to rest.

But their minds were heavy, the two of them tossed and turned on the ground, they couldn't fall asleep, even Wang Huan couldn't fall asleep at all, so they had to keep their eyes open and look at the roof, counting the stars from the hole to wait for the time.

Finally, when the hustle and bustle in the distant hall slowly calmed down, the night was thick, and the surrounding darkness was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers, Wang Huan slowly got up, took off his loose monk robe, and only wore a neat shorts. Shirt, ready to go out.

But he felt that someone was pulling him in the dark, and when he looked carefully, it was Xu Goudan and Chen Ergou.

"You two haven't slept?" Wang Huan frowned.

"How could it be possible to sleep?" Chen Ergou said: "Come on, take this, in case something happens, you can also defend yourself."

Wang Huan lowered his head and saw that what Chen Ergou handed him turned out to be a gleaming short knife.

Wang Huan asked in surprise, "Where did you come from?"

"Hey, I picked it up among the dead people on the street today. I don't know who lost it. I hid it in my clothes and brought it back." Chen Ergou said in a low voice: "You are going to be in many dangers, so I will take it with you. It's more useful than putting it on me."

Xu Goudan also said: "Although I don't know what you want to do, how can you get that Qing soldier to help us so confidently, but you must be careful, if you can't do anything, come back first, don't take any risks."

Wang Huan's heart moved, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he was about to shed tears. He quickly calmed down, nodded his head hastily, turned around, walked softly through the pile of monks sleeping all over the floor, and pulled the wooden door of the firewood room. It was locked from the outside.

Wang Huan cursed inwardly, and just as she was about to get out, she heard someone behind her whisper, "Here."

Wang Huan looked back, but was startled. All the monks in the firewood room sat up, their bald heads reflected the moonlight faintly in the darkness, and everyone looked at him.

Xu Goudanmao was at one side of the wall, calling softly: "There is a hole in the wall here, you can go out from here."

Wang Huan bravely walked through a group of monks and came to Xu Goudan. He looked back at the group of bald heads and gritted his teeth and asked, "Why are they all awake?"

Xu Goudan replied helplessly: "We were too loud just now, maybe they all heard it."

Immediately, a group of monks gathered together and said in a hurry: "Yes, yes, we have all heard it."

"Wang Huan, if you want to escape, take us with you. I can't stay here any longer."

"Don't worry, we all listen to you. We will do whatever you ask us to do."

"Yes, Wang Huan, please don't leave us behind."

"Yuantong is dead, I don't know whose turn it will be next, everyone, brothers and sisters, you must take us with you."

Wang Huan's head was about to explode, and he felt regretful. Damn it, he didn't think things through well. Before the matter was even started, it became a secret known to everyone. The number of people in this group was fifteen. This is how to do?You can carry two or three people with you, but how can you carry so many people?
However, Wang Huan was full of quick wits and was known in later generations for his quick reactions and many ideas. Although he traveled through time and possessed a weak young man, the memory in his mind was not lost at all. At that moment, he immediately moved his hands in the void, regardless of Unable to be seen by others in the darkness, he lowered his voice and shouted: "Everyone, be quiet, be quiet."

All the monks followed his example and immediately quieted down.Then Wang Huan said slowly: "Everyone, don't worry, as long as I, Wang Huan, can escape, none of you will be left behind, but not now, I will go out and think of a way. But there is one thing I want to say first, even if I escape Well, it’s a near-death situation, there is chaos outside, people might die at any time, so everyone must listen to me, wherever I lead you, you must follow me, there is no condition to talk about, do you agree or not?”

Everyone lowered their voices in unison: "It should be so!"

Xu Goudan was in a hurry, fearing that the monks would say more to attract the Qing soldiers, so he said "be careful" and pushed Wang Huan out of the hole in the wall.

Wang Huan fell headfirst on the ground outside the wall, fell and ate shit, got up in a panic, touched his face, hey, there is really a **** stuck to it!He hurriedly wiped his face with the light of the stars and the moon, and groped out along the base of the wall.

Standing under the starry sky, Wang Huan felt a wry smile in his heart. He had just acted cool and arrogant in front of Chen Ergou and Xu Goudan, pretending to be a sure man. In fact, he was equally uneasy. It was a matter of success or failure, but the deal was already done. Why? I also have to bite the bullet.

This temple is not big. It is considered a small temple in the city of Hangzhou. It has a main hall in the front, a circle of monks' rooms in the back, and a vegetable garden and a woodshed behind it.

In the past few days, Wang Huan has already been familiar with this place, and the terrain is clear in his chest. Although the sky is dark, it is not difficult for him, and he walks forward all the way.

Fortunately, the Qing soldiers guarding them have been very busy these days. During the day, because they had to guard the monks to dispose of the corpses, they had no time to grab things, so they had to watch other Qing soldiers make a fortune. After nightfall, they felt itchy. Only a few people were left guarding the gate in the front hall, and the others had already swarmed out.

Wang Huan looked at the night sky as bright as day outside the temple wall. It was the light of a big fire in the city. In the small temple, it was like being in a fire pit, and screams and wailing came from all directions, one after another, It's frightening.

But in this way, it saves the trouble of not being able to see the road clearly. Wang Huan came out of the vegetable garden and came to the monk's courtyard. The circle of houses here formed a "kou" shape, and now it has become the barracks of the Qing soldiers. .

Wang Huan looked around, spotted a monk's room on the west side, and touched it quietly, but just touched the door, and was about to stick to the crack of the door and look inside, when the light that was on inside suddenly went out.

Wang Huan knew that the people inside had found him, and before he could react, a steel knife broke through the door with a "swipe", and put it on his neck impartially.

There was a frightening chill from the sharp blade, almost cutting the skin, Wang Huan blurted out anxiously: "My own, don't do it!"

Of course, this cry had no effect. The knife was still firmly placed on his neck, but it didn't penetrate the flesh. It touched Wang Huan's skin very skillfully, preventing him from moving.

A calm male voice asked in a low voice: "Who is it?"

Wang Huan couldn't care anymore and said hurriedly: "It's me, it's me, the young monk in the temple."

There was silence inside for a while, and there was no movement. Wang Huanxin raised her throat, fearing that the knife felt something was wrong, so she took advantage of the situation and chopped it down.After a long time, the knife was slowly retracted, and the wooden door opened, revealing Li Yan's face.

Wang Huan breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart that had been hanging for a long time finally settled down. Only then did he realize that he was actually covered in cold sweat from the fright just now.

With a straight face, Li Yan asked with killing intent: "Are you a young monk in the temple? You dare to come out without permission, aren't you afraid of losing your head?"

Wang Huan shook his head, cupped his hands and said solemnly: "Master Jun, the little one is here to save Master Jun at the risk of beheading!"

Li Yan's face was startled, seeing that the young monk did not practice Buddhist etiquette, but instead used such a nondescript technique as handcuffing, he thought it was funny and strange, and he didn't call himself a little monk, but a villain, which was even more weird. The steel knife fell a little unknowingly, and said strangely: "You save us?"

Wang Huan looked around: "Exactly, this is not a place to talk, can you let the villain come in and explain?"

Li Yan frowned, and was about to speak, but someone in the room whispered: "Let him in!"

Wang Huan was overjoyed, he could naturally hear that these words came from Li Laosan's mouth, and this general Li Shen was indeed inside.

Li Yan was puzzled, but he still turned sideways and let Wang Huan in. Wang Huan cupped his hands again to express his gratitude and stepped into the room. Li Yan leaned out again, looked left and right, then gently closed the door, turned his Stand by the door.

Wang Huan raised his eyes and looked around, and saw that there was nothing else in this small monk's room. There was a table, two chairs, and then a row of bunks facing the door. That was where the monks usually slept. At this time , that Li Laosan, sitting cross-legged on it with a sword and a golden horse, staring at him with burning eyes.

Wang Huan felt goosebumps all over his body, and Li Laosan's eyes made him feel a sense of killing intent. It was the temperament of a veteran veteran who had killed countless people on the battlefield. kind of instinct.Wang Huan had no doubt that if his response was slightly wrong, the killing god in front of him would cut off his head without hesitation.

General Wang Huan lowered his head, and came up with a big salute: "Villain Wang Huan, I pay my respects to General Li."

Li Laosan raised his eyebrows and said harshly: "There are no generals here, you worshiped the wrong person!"

Wang Huan was not restrained, and said with a long smile: "Liu Liangzuo, the second general, Li Tingyu, commander of the white-armed soldier, who doesn't know who doesn't know who doesn't? How can a villain worship the wrong person?"

(End of this chapter)