The Emperor's Run-Away Lover

Chapter 21: Stronghold

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　　"Yu Ge?"
　　
　　Fu Yucheng opened his eyes suddenly, and the room was dark and silent, leaving him alone.
　　
　　He hasn't dreamed for a long time. He just dreamed that he and Bai Mo had just entered Hurricane Fort two years ago.
　　
　　The little devil, who has been scheduled for wind turbine maintenance, has been away for three months.
　　
　　Fu Yucheng was lying on the lower bunk, staring at the dark upper bunk bed.
　　
　　Suddenly, Zhi Nao's harsh voice rang: "Didi Di-now time: 6:30 in the morning. There are still thirty minutes before the start of the work, please ask the master to wash and prepare as soon as possible. Didi Di-now Time..."
　　
　　"Okay, I woke up a long time ago! Xiao Bai, you mute me!" Fu Yucheng couldn't help but sit up, "turn on the lights!"
　　
　　"His--" With a slight current noise, an old incandescent lamp on the roof flashed twice and turned on.
　　
　　Under the dim light, it is an extremely close double dormitory.
　　
　　In the narrow room, there was a rusty double-layer iron frame bed against the wall, beside the bed were two shaky broken chairs, and there was a chest of drawers with missing legs in the corner-the missing one The legs were paddled by Bai Mo with bricks.
　　
　　Other than that, there was nothing, not even windows.
　　
　　Fu Yucheng sat on the hard bed of the lower bunk for a while, then rubbed a mess of hair, and then pulled the slippers, picked up the sink and towel under the bed, and walked out the door slowly.
　　
　　After going out, there was a long circular corridor in front of him. An iron door was distributed on both sides of the corridor. The dim light pulled the shadow very long, just like a prison.
　　
　　At the end of the far corridor, there is a large public washroom and toilet.
　　
　　This is the time to get up, the bathroom is very lively, a long sink is crowded with grandpas who wash their faces and brush their teeth.
　　
　　"Let let! let let!" Fu Yucheng finally squeezed in. While holding the washbasin to receive hot water, he looked at himself in the mirror confusedly-his hair was comparable to a chicken nest, and his face was like a zombie.
　　
　　"Acheng, make some place!" Suddenly, a big man squeezed him.
　　
　　Fu Yucheng's waking breath hadn't faded yet. He lifted his eyelids and glanced at the other person with great discomfort: "Along, don't fuck him!"
　　
　　This big man turned out to be a bald Along.
　　
　　Two years ago, the stupid Along wanted to steal water, but Fu Yucheng pitted him fiercely, and there was inevitably some discord between the two. Later, Ai Long's boss He Lei had something wrong, and everyone went into the underground factory together again. It became a difficult brother and brother, and the relationship finally got better.
　　
　　"I heard, your family is coming back, Bai Mo?" Along asked while wiping his shiny bald head with a towel.
　　
　　Fu Yucheng casually "huh" uttered. He grabbed two messy hairs and glanced at Along sideways, feeling that it seemed fine to shave his head.
　　
　　"Ah, in a blink of an eye, Bai Mo's boy is 16 or 7 years old, almost as tall as you in Acheng." Along muttered while wiping his face, "How long will it take us to leave this damn ghost Where!"
　　
　　Fu Yucheng squeezed his toothpaste expressionlessly: "
　　
　　Be patient , there will be another year." Along froze for a moment, then grabbed the toothpaste and glared at each other with wide eyes: "Fu Yucheng Why are you fucking using my toothpaste again! I only have a little left!"
　　
　　"Well, there is no way, I used up the toothpaste Xiao Mo bought last time." Fu Yucheng stuffed his toothbrush into his mouth, Vaguely said.
　　
　　"Don't you buy it yourself? Why use mine?"
　　
　　"Don't be so stingy. You have stolen the water in my water tank before, why didn't you buy it yourself?" Fu Yucheng spit out a white sip The foam shrugged, "Is the water in my house particularly delicious? Haha."
　　
　　Along said that he couldn't but he remembered the embarrassing events of that year. His face was red with anger, and he could only scold at the end: "When I see Bai Mo is not there, you can't take care of yourself as a mother! Where are you raising? Children, it's the children of other people who support you! I think you are already raised!"
　　
　　Fu Yucheng picked up the blade next to him, and while shaving his face, said lazily: "Oh, I think you are jealous. " "
　　
　　Fuck you! "Aaron with his elbow fiercely pushed him," next time I brought you even think about the bread! Had you asked my family white desert, I am too lazy to care about you! "
　　
　　Fu Yucheng smiled, picked up the basin and left.
　　
　　He returned to the room, took off his vest and shorts, and put on blue overalls. The rough cloth rubbed his cheeks, and suddenly felt a tingle.
　　
　　Fu Yucheng sighed softly, reached out and touched it, and there was a little red blood on his fingertips. It turned out that when he just shaved, Aaron pushed him a little, with a small cut in his face.
　　
　　He frowned and looked around: "What about Band-Aids? I clearly remember some..."
　　
　　Fu Yucheng looked for a while, but he didn't find Band-Aids. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he seemed to remember something, and hurried to the door.
　　
　　Behind the door, there is a piece of A4-sized white paper with the correct block letters written on it: "Striped instant coffee: the first drawer of the chest of drawers; red potion: the second drawer of the chest of drawers; band-aid: Wudou The second drawer in the cupboard..."
　　
　　Fu Yucheng opened the second drawer and found the Band-Aid.
　　
　　He was sticking to the band-aid while secretly saying, Bai Mo, the little creature with a hairy and clean habit, was a little troublesome, but he did work. Speaking of which, this guy has been away for two or three months, he is not used to it.
　　
　　Damn, it wouldn't be like Aron said, he has already been fed up.
　　
　　Fu Yucheng thought frantically, couldn't help but shook his head ridiculously, and looked up at the empty bunk.
　　
　　There was a little ghost coat beside the bed.
　　
　　Recently, Hurricane Fort has a shortage of manpower. Although Bai Mo is still young, his work is very stable. A while ago, he was arranged to maintain the wind turbines for a period of three months. Crew maintenance is a chore, and it is necessary to climb up and down, and generally arrange for young people with no background to do it.
　　
　　Suddenly thinking of something, Fu Yucheng reached out and turned over the perpetual calendar over the bed-this Saturday, a heavy red circle was ticked, and a line of correct small heads was written next to it: "The maintenance work of the generator set is expected to be Ends on September 14.".
　　
　　Bai Mo, this little devil, is a good day to return when he leaves. He was reminding himself secretly that he was ready to catch the wind and the dust.
　　
　　And the next day the little ghost came back, it was exactly September 15, his sixteenth birthday.
　　
　　On Bai Mo's fifteenth birthday last year, Fu Yucheng was imprisoned for a whole week because he went to the wrong work area, and he just missed it. In any case this year, it's time to give this little devil a decent birthday.
　　
　　Fu Yucheng thought about it, and turned out a slap-sized wooden box from the bottom drawer of the chest of drawers.
　　
　　He opened the box, which contained ten trading coins.
　　
　　"One, two, three..." Fu Yucheng counted the trading coins, feeling a little worried.
　　
　　Such things as cakes are also rare in the Hurricane Fort trading area. Thirty trading coins are required to buy a small six-inch cake with a pack of inferior candles.
　　
　　"Forget it, I'll talk about it later."
　　
　　Fu Yucheng murmured, and carefully uncovered the sponge pad at the bottom of the wooden box-under the sponge pad, a sheet of stacked drawings was pressed.
　　
　　This is a hand-drawn map, crumpled and crumpled, and seems to have been flipped through many times.
　　
　　Three-dimensional map of Hurricane Fort.
　　
　　Although the painting is very rudimentary, the specific structure of the twelve peripheral fortresses is clear, and even the extremely mysterious central fortress "Mojiabao" also has a rough frame.
　　
　　Even in some key positions, annotations such as "corner camera", "hour change", and "patrol every quarter hour" were also marked with red pens.
　　
　　Fu Yucheng stroked the map he had drawn with his own hand, and sighed in a loss.
　　
　　For almost two years, he secretly turned the entire Hurricane Fort upside down, and he still couldn't find "that thing"-"that thing", which was his real purpose for coming to earth.
　　
　　His former best friend, now the princely regent prince in the White Rose Palace, he would never have thought that he would take the initiative to leave, not to give up the struggle, but to survive the Jedi.
　　
　　... Rong Yuan.
　　
　　Fu Yucheng closed his eyes and chewed hard again in the bottom of his heart countless times, a name he couldn't be more familiar with.
　　
　　Rong Yuan, I will make you pay for everything you have done.
　　
　　Heavy price.
　　
　　Fu Yucheng picked up a red pen and drew a heavy circle in the northeast corner of the central fortress. According to the various materials he has successively collected over the past two years, "that thing" should be in this extremely guarded place.
　　
　　The private study of the owner Mo Ziwei.
　　
　　In his study, no one but himself is allowed to enter. It is said that even his beloved deceased wife gave him supplements sometime in his life, which caused Mo Ziwei to furious.
　　
　　Fu Yucheng glanced at the calendar again.
　　
　　Bai Mo's birthday is September 15th... and not long afterwards, September 30th is the traditional festival in the twilight zone-"Sky Lantern Festival".
　　
　　This day is a rare time to relax, and the defense of the central fortress should be the weakest.
　　
　　What's more, the perpetual calendar clearly states: September 30, it is appropriate to travel and enter the house.
　　
　　"It is advisable to travel, it is advisable to enter the house..." Fu Yucheng looked at the yellowed perpetual calendar and couldn't help raising his eyebrows. "Old ancestors, I really believe it. Don't pit me."
　　
　　Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the door was kicked open!
　　
　　Fu Yucheng was frightened and shuffled the map under his pillow.