[Kung Fu Panda] On the stupidity of Lord Shen

[A feast, even without myself, is still very lively. ——Lord Shen]

"Chi...boom!"

"My lord, wake up!"

"Chi...boom! Chi...boom!"

"My lord... my lord, wake up, I beg you..."

"Hey... bang bang!"

It's so noisy, what's the sound...

Um?Who is that calling, the voice is really ugly, it seems to be crying, and the surroundings are so noisy, I can't hear who is talking, ah, the noise is so loud, who is making trouble!Believe it or not, I wake up and hit you with a cannon!

Shen Wangye was very depressed, but his body was too tired and painful. Before he even opened his eyes, Shen Wangye fell into a black abyss, like a quagmire, sucking his remaining consciousness deeply. net.

……

It hurts and it's cold.

After a long time, the breeze swayed across the water surface and created ripples, gently patted the body and cheeks of the young man in white on the shallow bank, slowly regaining clarity from his drowsy mind.

The surrounding area was very quiet, only the sound of water hitting his body continuously, the young man finally gained some strength, struggled to open his eyes, the sky was dark, but there were many shining stars.

The boy moved a bit and tried to get up from the water's edge, but the tingling pain from the wound on his body made his movements stiffer and made him feel very irritable.

After dawdling for a long time, he only moved less than an inch, and his entire lower body was still submerged in the water.

After taking a few deep breaths and wiping off the cold sweat from his forehead, the young man supported his body with his hands, reluctantly resting for a while to recover the physical strength he had just tossed away.

His injury looked serious, the bruises on the pale and blistered skin looked the scariest, but fortunately, the amount of bleeding was not much, because it was only a serious trauma, the young man thought so.

"Chi Chi... Boom! Boom!"

The loud voice that was always in a coma was still ringing, the young man raised his head with difficulty and looked towards the source of the voice.

In the distance, on the other side of the river, over a pile of broken driftwood that looked like ruins, there were people setting off fireworks. There were a lot of them, as if they were celebrating something.

What to celebrate, the boy frowned and thought in distress, but a blank memory told him that he could not remember anything.

Having lost his memory, the young man felt very uneasy, and the feeling of not remembering anything made him feel a little indescribably panicked.

Confused, he turned his head and stared at the surface of the water. He looked at himself in the water through the flickering lights of the fireworks.

His skin was so pale that it was frighteningly pale, and there was still a wet bloodstain on his forehead, which passed through the little cinnabar between his eyebrows and fell into his long wet hair and white feathers.

The luxurious but flimsy rags left traces of light blood stained by the water, and they were crumpled and clinging to the body at this moment. The night wind blew, and the boy shivered from the cold, and his brain ached.

"Ahem." The voice was a little hoarse, and there was a burning pain in the throat, and the uncomfortable feeling was so strong that it could not be ignored.

What happened, why did I come here, why did I get hurt.

Looking at the scene on the other side that looked like a celebration after a victory in a battle, the boy thought, what kind of role would he be playing here?Looking at the clothes, he must be a decent person!However, his sensitive instinct like a small animal told him not to go to ask for help, the bustle on the other side made him feel very dazzling.

The young man guessed what he might have experienced, time passed unknowingly, his body temperature was also very low, not only did his physical strength not recover much, even his eyes were a little white.

I can't wait any longer. I'm probably running away or being hunted down or something. Otherwise, how can I explain my current situation? The teenager always thinks habitually in a very pessimistic environment, which seems to have become a profound problem. In the imprint of the soul, even if he lost his memory, he could not change his habitual thinking.

"Cough cough." Occasionally, there was another cough, which caused a sharp heaving and dull pain in the chest, making the boy's already pale face even more pale.

The boy pressed his chest, and after feeling better, he picked up a somewhat thick broken branch in the water with one hand, and struggled to stand up. During the whole process, he showed no emotion other than his frowning at the beginning.

Now, where should I go? There is no road in the forest, and the young man can only walk according to his own feelings.

The white tail feathers dragged wetly on the ground, and the shoes were gone when he woke up. They must have been thrown in the water. The boy didn't stay in place for long, so he decisively picked up the temporarily used crutch The wooden stick, with bare feet, staggered into the dense forest behind him.

There are many small broken stones on the ground, and they always inadvertently draw a deep or shallow wound on the boy's white feet like jade carvings, but the pain can't stop. If the boy wants to live, he must walk out of here .

The black clouds gradually dissipated, the bright moon was in the sky, and the mottled tree shadows fell on the top of the head. The young man who had been walking for more than half an hour was already too tired to care about his own image, so he lifted up the dirty rag Wipe off the sweat from his forehead with the thick sleeves, and the half-dry clothes that had been blown by the wind were a little wet again because of the sweat.

The young man leaned against a tree behind him with a tired face, and he couldn't stop panting heavily. It wasn't that he was pretending to be reserved, and he didn't want to be rude, but sat and lay comfortably on the ground, just because he felt that the standing posture When encountering sudden danger, it is better to defend and escape by yourself.

But now the young man doesn't really care about this posture problem. What he cares more about is another more realistic problem. He regrets it a bit. Why didn't he fetch some water by the water before leaving? His throat is really dry , I'm dying of pain.

Fortunately, the young man is lucky. A few meters in front of him is a forest path. As long as you walk along that path, you can always reach a place where there are people. As for food, will there be any shortage of wild vegetables in the mountains? Although it is strange, He actually has this common sense, but he didn't struggle with it for too long.

"Shut! Shout!"

On the trail ahead, two carriages suddenly drove up, and following the clear and short sounds of the coachman reining in, the two seemingly ordinary carriages stopped not far in front of the young man, and an old man came out of the front carriage, Dressed in butler clothing.

The young man looked startled, and subconsciously grabbed the only weapon in his hand, which was a somewhat thick wooden stick, and dodged to hide behind a denser bush beside him.

According to the worst guess of his situation before, the ghost would know if the other party came to chase and kill his enemy. If he didn't hide, he would be stupid, the boy thought.

However, the action just now seemed to be a little rushed, and the clothes on the arm were cut by a sharp broken branch. The young man frowned, not caring about the wound on his arm, but looked at the shaking man with a solemn expression. The branches of the trees were so tense that they almost held their breath.

The branch only shook a few times and then stopped quickly. It probably didn't alarm anyone not far away. In the carriage behind, the candlelight flickered, and a vague figure was printed on the curtain of the carriage.

"Jiuye, the Phoenix City is just ahead, and after this stop, we will arrive at the old man's Hundred Birds Capital after a few more days." The person who appeared before looked around, then turned around, respectfully Said to the person in the car behind.

This person should be the servant of the person in the back compartment, and judging by his age, he might be a housekeeper or something.

After a long time, seeing that they were simply resting in place, the young man let go of his vigilance. Unexpectedly, a deep but frivolous man's voice suddenly reached the young man's ears.

"Hehe, are you afraid of me? Why do you keep hiding from little things?"

"Ah!" The young man was startled by the sudden heat coming out from behind his ears, he raised his hand and hit the back, but was caught immediately.

It was the man on the carriage just now!Why is he here!The boy's heart turned cold, and he thought that it was over, that he would die a miserable death if he was found out!

"At first, I was troubled. The old man didn't have any good gifts for his birthday. I really wanted to find a reason to run away. Now...you seem to be quite interesting, so let's use you to make up the number."

Before the boy could react from the shock of being exposed, he was startled by the content of the words and jumped up again, run away!This is the boy's first reaction, but how fast can he be when he is injured.

I saw this man who was half a head taller than himself, with a wicked smile on his face, and when he raised his hand, the young man felt his eyes darken and the back of his neck hurt, and he passed out.

"Damn you!" the boy cursed before he fell into a coma.

The author has something to say:

Don't laugh at that, when you have a pain in the back of your neck, you can attack the giant and you will see the sense of sight QAQ really, it's the most cruel to play in a second, okay!