SFS Chapter 195 Like Brothers
Chapter 195 Like Brothers
Cui Dazhu's words and actions were exactly like those of a clueless peasant.
His attitude did not arouse suspicion. The man with the scimitar still needed him to lead the way, so they tolerated his foolishness for the time being.
Upon discovering that he was being followed, the man with the scimitar immediately instructed his men to keep a close watch on the grain and ensure it was transported out.
They weren't speaking the Central Plains dialect, so Cui Dazhu couldn't understand them, but he could tell what they meant from their actions.
Having survived, Cui Dazhu, trembling, led them to the other side.
It was a narrow path, and a very difficult one to walk on. Apart from the path leading down the mountain, it was the only one.
Just as it passed, the wheels behind it got stuck in the mud, fueled by the scimitar's burning rage.
They were already struggling to move the grain, and this situation slowed them down even further.
He grabbed Cui Dazhu and said, "Cui Dazhu, is there no other way down the mountain besides this one?"
"My lord, there's no more, really no more. There's no other way down the mountain except for this one path. Why don't we go back?"
His idea was to fight back directly and take the wide downhill road so they could get down the mountain quickly.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the man with the scimitar threw him to the ground and put the scimitar to his neck.
"Central Plains man, are you courting death?"
He stopped calling him by his name and simply called him "Central Plains Man." Upon hearing this, Cui Dazhu didn't dare to move.
The expression on his face was one of utter terror.
"My lord, I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me! I don't want to die! I'm not married yet, I haven't had a son yet, I don't want to die, please forgive me..."
"If you don't want to die, lead the way properly and find an easy path, otherwise the knife in my hand will send you on your way."
"Okay, okay, I understand. I'll go look for it right now, I'll go look for it right now..."
The moment the curved knife was removed from his neck, Cui Dazhu immediately scrambled to his feet and ran away.
The man with the scimitar didn't care at all when he saw it. He believed that Cui Dazhu had no chance of running away because that Central Plains man simply didn't have the guts.
But the truth is that Cui Dazhu really did run away and found Gu Zhan, telling him that he could take action now.
After Cui Dazhu finished speaking, he lay down on the ground and said, "Damn it, what a bunch of barbarians, they just throw knives at the drop of a hat."
"Then you should stay away from them, hide when you see them, and they won't attack you with a knife."
Upon hearing this, Cui Dazhu sat up and looked at Gu Zhan. Just as he was about to ask something, he heard a rumbling sound.
He was startled, then looked towards the source of the sound: "Will this really work?"
"Won't they blow up the whole mountain?"
If this mountain is gone, where will they live?
Gu Zhan did not answer him upon hearing this. He listened to the rumbling sound coming from not far away, followed by screams of agony.
Gu Zhan silently closed his eyes, and only opened them after all the sound had completely disappeared.
Gu Nan returned, bringing with him a considerable amount of grain.
"Master, it's all rice."
Grain shops in Longxing County have been looted recently, and it seems that these people were responsible.
They carried curved swords, their ranks were very orderly, and they obeyed orders in everything they did.
It seems there's a food shortage, which is why they've set up this scene. But this kind of thing usually happens during wartime.
Thinking of this, Gu Zhan also looked sharply at Gu Nan.
Gu Nan kept his head down and didn't speak, not daring to look up at all.
Gu Zhan didn't say anything, just glanced at him twice and left. Cui Dazhu, completely bewildered, didn't even realize that the car was full of pure white rice.
He counted them and found there were more than twenty trucks in total, each with four bags of rice. That was enough to feed them for a year.
He was still thinking about what to do with the rice, and before he could come up with a solution, he was gone.
Cui Dazhu looked at Gu Nan, who was still there, and asked, "How exactly did you offend your master?"
"I still had something to say to him, and he just ran away like that. What should I do next?"
Gu Nan turned to look at Cui Dazhu after hearing this: "Can you shut up?"
Gu Nan left as well. Watching his departing figure, Cui Dazhu couldn't help but shout, "Neither of you, master and servant, will tell me what to do, will you?"
"Then I'll keep all of these for myself. If you regret it later, don't come asking me for them. I won't give them back to you."
Gu Nan, who hadn't gone far, heard these words and instantly appeared in front of Cui Dazhu.
Immediately afterwards, Cui Dazhu felt a chill on his neck. Looking at the sword close to his neck, Cui Dazhu felt a chill run down his spine.
Fortunately, Gu Nan was just trying to scare him, and after he finished, he put the sword away.
Having been frightened twice in one day, both times on the neck, even the most patient Cui Dazhu couldn't hold back any longer.
"Gu Nan, are you fucking crazy? You keep putting your hand on my neck all the time. If you want to kill me, then do it."
"I burned this place to the ground to cooperate with you, and now that I want some food, you're slitting my throat? Do you have any humanity left?"
All the houses in the village were burned down. Although there were no casualties, they no longer had a place to live.
It's the dead of winter and so cold. If we don't get them some food, are we just going to let them freeze to death?
"You can keep the rice, but not all of it."
The person who left came back, but Cui Dazhu was still a little unhappy. If he had said those words earlier, wouldn't everything have been fine?
Gu Zhan tossed a bag to Cui Dazhu: "Rebuilding the house will take time. Find a place to stay first, and then build the house slowly."
Cui Dazhu had just taken the bag when he heard these words. He opened the bag and saw that it was full of silver.
Besides the silver, there were also silver notes inside. He looked up at Gu Zhan and asked, "Where did these come from?"
He didn't know Gu Zhan's identity, but he knew that this person lived in Gu Family Village below.
How could someone living in Gujia Village have so much silver? And if he really had so much silver, why would he be living in Gujia Village?
Upon hearing the question, Gu Zhan looked at Cui Dazhu and said, "No matter where it comes from, you can use it without worry. It won't cause you any trouble, nor will any trouble come your way."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left!
Gu Nan lifted his foot but did not follow. Although they were nominally master and servant, their interactions from the moment they met were like those of brothers.