When Meng Fanle was running in the alleys of Zenda at a speed he had never run before, there were cries of death in the temporary base of the Jiqi Pochuan Legion. So Shuoyu knew that Fanle might not be going to see Xiaozui, but to become a deserter.

"Isn't that possible?" Shuo Yu touched his head and looked at Si La Si La, a little bit unconvinced.

"How is that impossible? I've noticed something's wrong with him lately. Didn't you notice it too, Banxianer? Hurry up, that guy shouldn't have gotten far!"

"...But I didn't expect him to run away. It's not worth it..."

Almost all the veterans were dispatched. Shuo Yu said, "Isn't it possible?" but his body moved quickly.

In Yu's army, deserters like Meng Fanle would be shot first, without even a chance to negotiate.

It's not spicy. Ayi and his friends placed their hopes on Dog Meat, hoping that Uncle Dog could lead them to find traces of the rat demon in the alleys of Zenda.

Shuoyu and the others split into two teams, and Shuoyu took Maodou to Xiaozui's home alone.

The simple door was knocked open, and Xiaozui's face looked so flustered. She might be trying to hide something, but she was not a good liar.

"Well, what brings you here?"

"That guy Meng Fanle seems to have run away. He's been here before, right? I asked him to bring you something."

Maodou nodded his little head towards Shuoyu. He smelled the scent of the rat spirit. He had been here before.

Shuoyu also saw the bundle on Xiaozui's table, which he had packed when he came in the morning.

"That guy was here? Did he tell you where he was going?"

Strands of hair on Xiaozui's forehead stuck to her face. Shuoyu looked into her eyes, those eyes that were always moist, but now they were red as if she had just cried, like a rabbit. She shook her head, pursed her lips, and looked at him.

This made Shuo Yu sigh, looking at the edamame in his arms,

"Don't cry, I just want to take him back. He can't survive even a day away from here. He will starve to death."

"No, he's rich!"

"Where did that guy get the money? He couldn't even afford a bowl of street food."

He looked at Xiaozui's face as if he had thought of something, muttering to himself, "What a silly girl!" The watery glow in her eyes was swirling around, about to fall. Shuoyu didn't want it to fall. He had given the handkerchief he was carrying to another guy this morning.

"...If he deserts at this time, there will be only one outcome for him: he will be shot by Master Yu as a warning to others. Do you understand?"

"I……"

Shuoyu left. No matter whether that guy told Xiaozui where he was going before leaving, he didn't want to embarrass the girl here. He couldn't open his mouth. All he could do was leave this place. The dampness and gloom would make him breathless. He didn't dare to look at Xiaozui's face. That face made him feel guilty inexplicably.

Just when he took the last step, the corner of his clothes was pulled by someone, and Maodou meowed, reminding him to look behind him. It was Xiaozui,

"Um... could you please not let him die... He must have encountered something that made him run away. He's quite brave. He's not that kind of person..."

Those eyes cried again, and the round tears slid through the gap between the hair and the face, fell to the ground, and made a puddle. So he agreed and was able to leave this small house. It's over, Meng Fan, you have no food to eat today.

At first, he wanted to figure out where Fanla was going, but he found that he didn't have anything belonging to the rat demon, not even a toe, let alone find his exact location. Moreover, the guy's position kept changing, and he didn't have a satellite GPS that was not that smart and accurate. He had no choice but to give up and thought of trying his luck here at Xiaozui.

He looked up at the sky which was gradually getting darker. The sun was about to set.

"Maodou, smell it again. Aren't you the best at catching mice? Hurry up and find that big mouse for me, or he'll really die."

Maodou stretched out his paw, with a look of "Just trust me", and pointed to the direction of the mouse to Shuoyu, then took Shuoyu to the bank of Nujiang River, the place that Li Liang had just told the three of them that morning, Guijianwan.

A few weeks ago, beside the river bank, there was a trace of blood flowing from the belly of the Japanese soldier who committed suicide by seppuku while shouting "Mom and Dad". The bright red blood was faded to a lighter pink by the river water.

Shuoyu was a little dumbfounded, squatting by the Nujiang River, looking across.

"No, that fellow Fanla doesn't believe it. He wants to cross the river too? What's he going to do?"

Shuo Yu clearly felt that Fanla didn't believe what Li Liang said in the morning, but Maodou brought him to Guijian Bay, so could it be that Fanla really passed through here?

The surging Nujiang River flowed before his eyes. Shuoyu put Maodou down and began to take off his clothes without hesitation. He planned to go down and take a look himself. Fanla, that guy was as thin as a skeleton. If he went down, he might be swept away by the Nujiang River. It shouldn't be too long now. If he was pulled out, he could still be saved.

"Isn't it just the weak water where goose feathers sink to the bottom? What's so great about it?"

He muttered something, made a jump, chanted the water-avoiding spell in his mind, and then went down. With a small splash, he landed lightly in the Nujiang River, and then there was no sound.

Maodou sat by the river and watched Shuoyu disappear without a trace. He started to get anxious, wagging his tail and meowing. He didn't know if the big rat had swam away, but he knew that the guy had been there for a long time. The water would carry away all the information, including the smell.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!