Chapter 222

Meng Yi takes Princess Yushu and walks in the mountains. Along the way, Meng Yi is silent and thinks about his own thoughts.

He felt that his memory was like pieces that couldn't be put together. He didn't know why this happened. He couldn't even remember how he appeared on the battlefield.

Protect the princess back to Xianyang?

A voice in his mind told him that this was his mission.

However, another voice said, it's none of your business!

He didn't know how this contradictory idea came into being. He didn't know how to choose.

He was thinking, if he really wanted to restore his memory by killing, should he do so?

Meng Yi only walks with his head down, but he doesn't know why. His hearing seems very sensitive. For example, in the previous siege, he can hear the footsteps of those soldiers a mile away from him.

Now, he suddenly heard a "pop" sound behind him. He immediately stopped and turned back.

It was Princess Yushu who fell.

What trouble!

Meng Yi frowned and was upset, but he immediately felt that he despised his Majesty's concubine, which was simply treacherous.

Along the way, he always has this kind of contradiction.

He still chose to go back and looked at Princess Yushu, who was sweating and suffering.

"I, I can't walk..." Princess Yushu said in a low voice with a mist rising in her eyes.

Meng Yi sighed in his heart. It's so delicate. He's only gone less than 20 miles.

His eyes turned and he suddenly found that the princess had blood stains on a pair of embroidered shoes, and his heart trembled slightly.

After a half silence, he had the idea of carrying the princess on his back, and then thought that he could not touch his Majesty's woman.

Filled with confusion, he looked left and right and found a stream at the other end of the mountain forest.

"I'll fetch some water." Meng Yi said, and without waiting for the princess to reply, he turned and walked over there.

Through his fragmentary memory, he learned that he had to cross the mountain to see the Great Wall. Only when he got there, he didn't have to go on.

But it will take at least a few more miles.

Maybe we should find a horse nearby.

But the princess is so delicate. Can she ride a horse?

I'm afraid they can't ride together. It's bumpy all the way. Don't wear the princess's bald skin again

Treachery, treachery

You can't think so!

We have to get a carriage.

But where did the carriage come from in the wilderness?

Meng Yi thought in a mess and came to the stream. He took off his helmet and asked the princess to wash the wound on her foot.

But just then, his heart suddenly moved, his eyes were fierce, and he turned and looked back.

Seven feet away, the princess was still sitting in place.

But not far behind her, a big insect with white eyes is quietly approaching her, less than three feet away from her!

Meng Yi was startled. He didn't want to turn around and rush back!

However, only half the way, the big bug suddenly began to run fiercely.

When Princess Yushu heard the news, as soon as she looked back, the big bug suddenly roared and jumped up into the air and rushed at Princess Yushu!

It's too late!

Meng Yi is anxious. The air flow in his body starts to run by itself again. He raises his helmet and smashes it!

Hoo - bang!

The helmet directly hit the big bug's head, made it slightly deviate from the direction, wiped Princess Yushu's left shoulder, flew over, fell to the ground, and immediately rolled up.

Before it could move again, Meng Yi took advantage of a short opportunity to come to the big bug. With a kick under his feet, he suddenly soared into the air and rushed at the big bug.

In the mountain village.

Saito finally convinced the villagers that he and Fisher were foreign missions from Japan and came to see his majesty.

The villagers were also flustered and immediately went to check Fisher's injury.

Although Fisher looked very miserable, they were all skin injuries, but they were not very serious. After discussion, the villagers decided to take the "foreign mission" back to the village. At the same time, they sent a man to the village to report to the pavilion head.

Although they believed the "foreign mission" temporarily, the villagers still sent more than 20 strong men to put the dream stealing team under house arrest. They were locked in a yard, while Fisher was carried into the room by the villagers.

Andrey watched some villagers go in and out of the house with some herbs and said curiously, "they are treating Fisher. Is it Oriental witchcraft?"

"God bless poor Fisher," Ames gloated. "Fortunately, the natives didn't treat him with insects and poisonous snakes."

"This is traditional Chinese medicine!" Saito looked back, "it has a history of thousands of years. Even now, 1.3 billion people in China still rely on traditional Chinese medicine to treat diseases. This is not witchcraft!"

After refuting a sentence, Saito said seriously, "I can be sure now that this is ancient China more than 2000 years ago! The villagers just said "the first emperor". In Chinese history, only one great emperor was called "the first emperor"! The question now is, why are we here? Whose dream is this? "

The dream stealing team was silent, and no one could answer this question.

"Maybe Fisher knows something." Ames whispered.

"It's clear that Fisher, like us, is a victim." Arthur said, "otherwise he wouldn't be so miserable."

Cobb suddenly stood up. "I'll talk to him."

"Are you going to confess to him?" Saito frowned. He would never do so, because it means that his company will be completely exposed to the behemoth of tomorrow energy.

"No," Cobb looked at him, "we are in sympathy with him. If this is really a trap, maybe we have just suffered a reckless disaster. I think we have a basis for cooperation with him. "

Saito looked a little slower and nodded slightly: "yes, he is now our 'Prince'."

After a pause, Saito said, "but I'm going with you."

He didn't trust Cobb. In fact, he regretted following Cobb into a dream now. He underestimated the danger of entering the dream world.

Five minutes later, they persuaded the villagers and saw Fisher wrapped like zongzi.

"Thank you for saving me." Fisher trembled all over. He didn't know whether it was painful or frightened.

"The doctor says you have great physical fitness," Cobb smiled. "You'll recover soon."

"I hope so," murmured Fisher.

Cobb stared into Fisher's eyes and said, "who are you? Why are you here? "

Fisher's mind was full of thoughts. Since he recognized Cobb and others, he had been thinking about how to get along with them.

He certainly won't expose them, but he has something to do in this dream.

He wants to find Meng Yi, but the experience of dying and still alive just now tells him that the world is dangerous. If he fights alone, he is likely to die without seeing Meng Yi.

Therefore, with the help of the power of these dream thieves, it is his only choice.

But should you disclose your purpose?

Finally, facing the subtle eyes of Cobb and Saito, Fisher said slowly: "I'm Robert Fisher. I was dragged into my dream. I'm a Chinese named Meng Yi. I don't know what he wants to do. Maybe he wants to hurt me, maybe for something else..."