Chapter 4 Bo Shang Deng · Three

Gu Shengrong stretched his hands behind his back to hold the basket, clutched the long spear used as a stick, and looked back at the room: the wine was boiling hot, and several soldiers fell on the bunk, making him feel even more lonely.As if feeling Gu Shengrong's gaze, Dai Liting sat up suddenly, and said vaguely: "Leaving?" Without waiting for an answer, he collapsed down again.Gu Shengrong grinned, not knowing whether he wanted to cry or laugh. Only Lan Ziyong followed him with a lantern. "Just now the military academy forgot." He stuffed a small object into Gu Shengrong's hand, "You bring it to him."

"What?" Gu Shengrong spread out his hand, an old gold whistle.He let out a "huh" and said, "Who repaired it?" Lan Ziyong nodded slightly: "The whistle can also be blown. If you fall on the road, blow it and I can hear it." This is the whistle of the fog whistle on the tower. It was a low growl that shocked the heart and lungs.When the sea is foggy and the lights cannot be seen, the tower guards will blow the fog horn regularly.Yan Zibo's fog horn has been broken for almost two months. The craftsmanship of this thing is very special. There are not many people in Qingshi City who can make it.Seeing that the rainy season was coming, the city guards were upset several times, but Lan Ziyong repaired it quietly.

If you want to listen to the whistle, you must also use secret techniques. Lan Ziyong said this because he meant to wait for him to return safely. Gu Shengrong's heart felt hot, but he said: "You can even practice this, you can really do it." As he spoke, he looked up at Boshang—it was just a dim yellow mass—and stepped out the door without looking back. The rain was pattering, without the manic momentum before.After all, it was already midnight, even if there was a big hole in the sky, it would be almost the same by this time. But Gu Shengrong became more and more frightened as he walked, and he had already begun to regret his impulsiveness after leaving the barracks for more than twenty steps.Although the rain was light, the water flowing down from the river was so heavy. The small stream in front of the house that usually could only reach the back of the feet was roaring and rushing like an anaconda that had broken free from its bondage.

Everyone knows that Gu Shengrong is timid, he is afraid of the dark and thunder, and the most intolerable thing is that he is afraid of spiders!This is simply a woman's style, Haihu thinks that it is not honorable for Yan Zibo to have such a soldier. "Anything with more than four legs is disgusting," Gu Shengrong explained. "Bah," Haihu said angrily, "Why didn't I see you shiver while eating crabs?" "Crabs don't count..." Gu Shengrong naturally knew his faults, and after a long time, his face became invulnerable.Haihu's sarcasm is only deaf to his ears, and he never takes it to heart.If oil and salt do not enter, the city guards don't bother to talk about him.

Turning around and looking back, it took less than a cup of tea to walk out, and the warm lights in the barracks were almost invisible.Apart from scolding him for being lazy, the city guards really wouldn't do anything to Gu Shengrong.But Yanzibo is different, even in the daytime, the whistling wind can make people frightened, let alone at night like this? Gu Shengrong spat hard on the ground, and walked a dozen steps up the board, his heart beating violently.It's not all because of fatigue, although the road is steep, it is also familiar with it on weekdays.But in the vast rainy night, even the familiar mountain roads became hideous.Although the ground was extremely muddy, the black shadows of bushes and thorns on the side of the road looked strange and terrifying, reminding him of all kinds of monsters.Before he took a step, he had to stab the road in front of him twice with the spear before he dared to take a step.The city guards usually go to the blog for a meal, but Gu Shengrong walked so step by step, and he didn't know how long it would take to get to the blog.The wind lamp can barely illuminate the hazy area in front of my eyes, and I can't see clearly the corners a few steps away, only the roar of the water can be heard.

Duoluoxi is right, there are two ways to go to Yanzibo. The one coming out of Nanmu Mountain is the flattest, with a gentle slope all the way down, and suddenly stops in front of the gate - a crack in the ground that doesn't know when it opened blocks the way, and it's not too wide, but people and horses can't jump over it.The Chamber of Commerce paid for the repair of a wooden bridge on the ground, and the soldiers from Qingshi could send the full cart of supplies all the way to the tower.Yanzibo faces the Huaishui River mouth, which is almost straight up and down the cliff, just facing the wind. The small shrubs do not grow up to the height of the thigh, and the weeds grow crookedly. There is a big hole at the bottom of the cliff, and the pebbles are only exposed when the tide is low. .There are many such white pebbles on the seaside in this area, and they are paved all the way to the mouth of the Badhui River.It's a Jedi, and monkeys can't climb it.

Only in the direction of Damengzui is there a second road, which is the way from the barracks to Shangbo.This side of Yanzibo is leeward.The two houses under the lighthouse were blown so badly that the city guards from Qingshi went down the leeward path to the bottom of the cliff and built three more barracks.This road is actually a waterway washed out by mountain streams during the rainy season, winding all the way to Boxia.This path was also very steep. At that time, Zong Jiwu rode his horse down the mountain. After all, the charcoal-fired horse was not a healthy mule used to walking on mountain roads. The hardships come.In the dry season, the mountain road is only steep and can be walked, but in the rainy season, it is difficult-it is impossible to walk in the creek.The city guards then dug deep new waterways along the road, and people walk by water and walk by water, it doesn't matter.

The rain tonight is unusual. The streams of Nanmu Mountain converge, and the water is powerful, rushing down all the way.The turbulent stream constantly washed the waterway beside the road, and the sound was especially loud at the turning point, almost like a mountain torrent.The dim wind lamp can only illuminate the water channel at the foot, and the yellow and black mud is rushing in it, and the depth cannot be seen, and it is dirty and rushes straight down the mountain.When this stream of mountains and rivers came down, there was no relief for a while.Gu Shengrong watched the mud mixed with branches and grass flowing down his feet, and his heart beat, fearing that the road above would be drained of water.

After turning the corner, he poked his head out and looked up, and he could already see the spire of the lighthouse, and a group of dazzling golden light shone on it, which made people feel warm in their hearts.He was certain in his heart: it turned out that he had already gone half way!Only after he breathed a sigh of relief, his feet suddenly went limp, and before he could yell, one leg was icy cold, and his body fell straight into the stream.This incident started hastily, and the long spear missed in a panic, and there was nothing to support it.When Gu Shengrong closed his eyes, the cold feeling rushed up his throat instantly, and his whole heart was empty.The waterway is not deep, even if it overflows, it will only reach the thighs, but the current is so fast, if you fall, you can't stand up, if you don't know what to do, you will be drowned in this ditch.

Gritting his teeth and waiting for a moment, his face was still warm. When he opened his eyes, his face was less than an elbow away from the water.Half of his body was in the water, and he was swayed by the water, but he was pulled by something, so he didn't fall into the water.It turned out that the water at the corner rushed hard, and a hole was dug out under the mountain road.Gu Shengrong lost his balance by stepping into the pit.The pit was probably half as deep as a person, and he would have drowned if he fell into it. Fortunately, the back basket behind him was long and big, and it got stuck on the boulder on the side.

Gu Shengrong heaved a sigh of relief, struggled to crawl out, and sat down far away from the side of the road, feeling sore and weak all over, unable to take another step.Looking at the white light on the screen, he couldn't help feeling sad, angry and sad, and burst into tears while sitting. A pagoda, seven soldiers, every day they look at each other, even the wrinkles on each other's faces are clear, and almost everyone has talked about the past and present lives dozens of times before and after meals and drinks.But there is one thing, if you don't want to say it yourself, none of the city guards will deliberately ask about it.Most of the people who are willing to serve as soldiers in Wanzhou have reasons that are not humane, especially when they are city guards in Qingshi. Gu Shengrong mentioned: He used to work as a weigher in the fish shop in Hezhen, which was considered a good job. Who knew that he offended the villain and couldn't stay in Hezhen, so he had to go all the way north, and finally came to Qingshi City to settle down. .This process is vague, from Hezhen to Qingshi City, across the entire Wanzhou, Gu Shengrong, who can write and count, will eventually come to be a private soldier, and the fool knows that there are a lot of strange things.He refused to tell the truth, and no one bothered to ask him. It's just that no one ever thought that among the seven people stationed in Yanzibo, only Gu Shengrong had a life on his hands.Even a veteran like Dai Liting has only dealt with bandits and pirates in a small way. With Gu Shengrong's cowardly temperament, who can believe that he has killed more than one person?Back then, Gu Shengrong's father owed a huge amount of debt for medical treatment, and he died by himself, and his mother was forced to hang herself by the creditor.Gu Shengrong held his breath in his throat, locked the door of the creditor's house at night, and burned down the house with six people. There are two kinds of reactions after killing people: one is unrestrained, thinking that killing someone is nothing more than that, and can do anything; the other is guilty conscience—the killing is just a bloody courage, and the incident is over. Thinking about it over and over again, I always feel that everything is wrong, and it seems that the shadows behind me have ulterior motives.Gu Shengrong is obviously the latter.He was originally cowardly by nature, but he frightened himself year after year, and became more and more like a snake, and he really became a real coward.He also felt quite distressed, no matter what, it was unreasonable for such a big man to be afraid of a mouse.But there is nothing cowardly can do about it, even a sudden appearance of a mouse can make his limbs cold and numb, and he can't control it at all. Serving as a soldier in Wanzhou is a Taiping soldier.The Qingshi City guards were paid extremely low, not as good as ordinary wild soldiers, he didn't care about it, he just wanted to avoid disaster and feel at ease.When he came to Yanzibo, Gu Shengrong was very satisfied with the complaints from others——living such a peaceful life, the chances of shadows in his heart are much less.How did he know that such a dangerous job was entrusted to him. Originally, walking such a mountain road at night almost exhausted his courage, but the fall where life and death were hanging by a thread completely threw the last bit of patience into the vast night. Gu Shengrong cried for a while at the top of his voice, scolding Haihu and Zong Jiwu several times in his mouth, and his mind gradually cleared up.The lights on Bo Shang were still incandescent and dazzling, but he knew that it was impossible for him to walk up tonight.He slowly stopped sobbing, reached out his hand to touch the basket, Lan Ziyong packed it carefully, and the blue crabs were still warm.Gu Shengrong took out the blue crabs one by one, and threw them into the rushing stream together with cursing. "Let you eat!" he said bitterly, "Eat fart!" When the last blue crab was swallowed by the dirty mud, his hands also warmed up.There is no doubt that these crabs will be washed to their hometown by the mountain stream, but now, Gu Shengrong's empty pannier tells him that he can go back to the barracks.As for the future, he can't think about it now. "It's pretty fast." Lan Ziyong was still waiting for him in the kitchen, "I guess the road is not easy to walk! How about it, what do they say?" Even Zong Jiwu can eat such a delicious blue crab Are you smiling? "I'm exhausted." Gu Shengrong replied irrelevantly, "Slept asleep." He didn't even change his wet clothes, and fell headlong on the bunk.