The feeling of heavy legs and burning throat, mixed with the irritating voice, and the inner fear of being chased and avoided, constantly impacted him. It was under such circumstances that Ji Changying regained consciousness.

His already exhausted spirit was once again worsened by the fact that his legs seemed to be his own but not like them, because they did not obey him at all. He felt that his whole body was so hot, as if he was being steamed in a steamer, and as if he was being burned by a fire.

Same as roasting inside.

"Where is that boy from the Ji family hiding? If we can't find anyone to hand him over to the soldier in two days, won't we have to send our son away?" The words coming from the woman's mouth were filled with a trace of worry.

It’s a common accent for Northern people, Ji Chang

Ying listened to the familiar accent but did not relax. He kept asking himself in his mind, who is he? Where is this? Why are the two chasing him? The people of Fukou can come out and wander around at this time.

Has North Korea sent troops to Fukou?

"You bitch, stop nagging. Where can that boy go? He won't be able to escape from this village. If you find him today, tie him up and gagged him, and put it in the hands of the soldier, our Ding will do it."

Well. Huh, even if he enters the camp, his body will have to shed layers of skin, and he will die without proof." The more Ji Changying listened, the angrier he became. How could such a troubled man say such insulting words?

"What about Ji Da? If Ji Da can't find his nephew, will he not pursue the case?"

"Who knew it was us? Oh, look, isn't this kid here?" When the pile of firewood was opened, the bright moonlight at night shone on the face, but it didn't bring hope. He seemed to feel

The despair in my heart, this strong emotion seemed to reach straight into the sky. What came next

It was a pair of big iron-like hands and a rag stuck in his mouth. Ji Changying's vision gradually blurred, and all that could be heard intermittently in his ears was the woman's whisper: "Why did your child run away? Why did my aunt give you food?"

After a while, no one was seen. I'm going home. I asked my aunt to find her..."

The rest could only vaguely hear two people talking, "Master Bing, this is a member of my family, and I leave it to you. This is my hard-earned money to honor you, buy some food and drinks, thank you for your hard work, Master Bing."

It was Ji Si's voice. The flattering and apologetic sound made Ji Changying feel disgusted.

"I've taken him away. Just keep your mouth shut and don't let this matter slip through my eyes." This was probably the soldier who came to this town to recruit soldiers.

"Yes, yes, soldier, walk slowly." After Ji Si carefully said with a smile, Ji Changying completely lost consciousness.

When he regained consciousness, he heard the sound of someone speaking. When he opened his eyes, his whole mind was confused. He turned his head and looked at the person in front of him. He was a man in his thirties with a beard and eyes.

He was quite spirited. He stood there tall and straight, with five or six people standing beside him, all looking respectful. It was not difficult to guess that he was a powerful person. His face did not look like someone from a foreign country, so he felt at ease.

A lot.

However, what shocked him was that when he was about to stand up and speak, he was hit hard by his tired body. There was a constant itching in his throat. He coughed, and his voice was soft and green, not like his own voice. He was already old.

Now the sound is definitely not like this, so what is going on?

"Is this the recruit who was brought back yesterday? The one who was scared out of his wits?" Zheng Su looked at the sick man in front of him and was a little bit distraught. With his small body and pale face, he was dressed in women's clothes.

I'm afraid some people will believe it when I go out, but it looks familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it before.

"Yes, Lieutenant." The man behind him replied solemnly, and gestured to the trembling soldier on the side to talk to him. When the soldier saw it, he had a look of jealousy on his face. Why did he have to do this to himself?

Besides, why is a new recruit so valued? I don’t know how short-lived this barracks is. What kind of evil wind did Captain Zheng have? It’s really... during the day.

He was so unlucky that even if he drank cold water, his teeth would get clogged. The soldier's name was Zhang Shiying. He had been coming to this barracks for many years, at least seven or eight years. Of course, he was still a bit brave, so he took a sneak peek.

Zheng Su replied respectfully: "Report to the captain, this boy is a newly captured soldier. We don't know why he is so weak. He just brought him here and he fainted before he reached the tent."

Zheng Su nodded and looked at the person lying there and asked, "Are you awake? But do you still know your name, where you live, and who you are?"

"Ji Bo'an, the little man, is fourteen years old. I can't think clearly about my home." The memories of Ji Changying and Ji Bo'an kept hitting and mixing in his mind, making him a little confused, and he didn't think about it in a daze.

When he got up, where was his home? Such a dazed state made Zheng Su, who was waiting for an answer, a little helpless. He thought that it was probably due to excessive shock that caused some confusion in his memory. It was better to take it slow and wait until he remembered before sending him home.

Bar.

That's because Zhang Shiying, who looked a little unnatural when he asked the question just now, already had some concerns in his mind.
Chapter completed!