Chapter 221 This copy is a bit strange (Part 2)
The man holding firewood walked very fast and covered most of the forty to fifty meters in a short time.
As this person approached, Xu Yun gradually saw his face clearly:
This is a young man in his mid-twenties with a beard.
Blond hair, deep eyes, and a handsome nose.
How to say it
There are vaguely six images of what Christopher Lee, the actor who played Saruman in "Lord of the Rings", looked like when he was young.
Xu Yun tried hard to recall JJ Thomson's appearance, but racking his brains he could only recall black and white photos of the man in his fifties.
But if I remember correctly.
After middle age, JJ Thomson should have grown a mustache, which is very different from a full beard.
Of course.
No one can say for sure whether JJ Thomson has had the experience of changing his beard style, so this judgment can only be used as a reference.
After a while.
The young man named Thomson finally came to the two of them.
He put down the firewood, straightened his body, and stood in front of Will.
He first looked at Xu Yun with suspicious eyes and asked directly:
"You're not dead?"
He did not use honorific titles such as 'sir', which shows that this person is somewhat wary of Xu Yun.
Xu Yun didn't care much about this.
Judging from the muskets beside the carriage, traveling in this era may be somewhat risky, so caution is advisable.
Then he took the initiative to put the sword in the package on the ground and said:
"Sir, thank you very much for your willingness to show mercy to me, a 'dead person', and to allow me to have a destination after death."
"But God bless me, I just fainted temporarily and my life is fine."
Thomson glanced at the sword on the ground and asked:
"Why did you faint here? Were you attacked by bandits?"
Xu Yun originally wanted to answer yes, but as soon as the words came to his lips, he remembered his package.
So he shook his head and changed his words:
"If it was a robbery by robbers, my luggage would have been lost long ago. No matter how bad it was, it wouldn't have been preserved so completely, don't you think?"
"Actually, I am a lost traveler. Maybe I was too tired and passed out while walking."
After listening to these words quietly, Thomson's expression softened slightly, but there was still a suspicion in his eyes.
When he was burying Xu Yun before, he had checked the other party's body, so he could be sure of one thing:
At that time, Xu Yun had no breathing and heartbeat.
Faced with a dead man, Thomson naturally couldn't bear to see his body exposed in the wilderness.
So he and Will dug a hole together, intending to make a simple grave for Xu Yun, at least to keep a complete body.
But now Xu Yun suddenly 'resurrected' - this can be regarded as a mistake he made during the examination. After all, he is not a professional medical student, and his understanding of the human body in this era is relatively limited. Misjudgment is not impossible, but it is not impossible. accept.
But this way.
Some situations are more subtle.
As the saying goes, the general trend of the world must be divided for a long time, and it must be divided for a long time.
Since the merger in 1707.
The relationship between Scotland and England has reached a certain freezing point in more than a hundred years, and they may fall out at any time.
But Thomson's mission on this trip is very special.
Not to mention a core heritage of the University of Cambridge that has lasted for centuries, it also passes through the border area between Scotland and England.
If the purpose is made public in a big way, someone might take advantage of regional conflicts to attack him, thus creating complications.
That's why.
Only Cambridge University would arrange for him to travel lightly and without any fanfare.
In this context.
Xu Yun's 'resurrection' couldn't help but make Thomson feel a sense of vigilance in his heart.
Although judging from the fact that Xu Yun did not take advantage of his absence to attack Will, this person was probably not an enemy of Cambridge University.
But Thomson still didn't want to have anything to do with the other party.
After all, this kind of task is not afraid of taking a long time, nor is it afraid of the long distance, but it is afraid of variables appearing - whether these variables are directly related to you or not.
To put it harshly.
Who knows, could Xu Yun be a thief who robbed goods from some manor and collapsed from exhaustion halfway?
If the master catches up and the other party is desperate and takes Will as a hostage, or if they are caught and the two of them are investigated, this will be troublesome.
Then he opened his mouth, about to say something.
As a result, the words have not yet been spoken.
Then he saw Xu Yun bared his teeth and covered his left arm opposite him. He was gasping for breath, as if he was speaking Parseltongue.
Will on the side saw this and asked quickly:
"Mr. Luo Feng, what's wrong with you?"
Xu Yun frowned and took off his windbreaker, only to see a slap-sized wound on the top of his left arm.
Although the wound was not deep enough to show the bones, it was already a mess of blood and pain.
It looked as if a layer of skin had been shaved off.
Xu Yun: "."
No wonder I felt some pain in my left hand when I was in the pit. Was it injured?
Throughout Xu Yun's two lifetimes, the only experiences that were more painful than this were the two fractures he suffered when he was in his teens and thirties.
And while Xu Yun was holding his arm and throbbing in pain, he couldn't help but feel a puzzling feeling in his heart:
What is going on?
It’s okay if the copy timeline has changed.
But what is the condition of my body?
To know.
In the previous two dungeons, although the way he appeared was a bit weird, his body appeared out of thin air.
But in this copy, not only was he lying dead, but he was also injured?
In other words.
Before I officially travel through time, ‘myself’ may.
Have another identity?
It’s really strange
But soon.
Xu Yun threw this idea out of his mind - for no other reason than that the wound was too painful.
Seeing him gasping for air, Will quickly glanced at Thomson and said eagerly:
"Mr. Thomson."
There was a trace of hesitation in Thomson's eyes, but sympathy finally prevailed, and he just heard him say:
"Follow me."
Then he led Xu Yun to the carriage and took out a small wooden box from the carriage.
He opened the wooden box again and took out a roll of bandages and a small bottle.
Then he motioned Xu Yun to lean on the shaft of the car and unscrew the cap of the small bottle.
In an instant.
A strong smell of alcohol poured into Xu Yun's nose.
As a biological dog, Xu Yun was very familiar with this smell - it was standard medical alcohol.
But before he had time to think, Thomson took his left hand and looked at him calmly:
"It hurts a little, please bear with it."
Finished.
He picked up a cotton swab, soaked it with alcohol, and applied it directly to Xu Yun's wound.
Xu Yun: "(◎_x)!!!"
When cleaning wounds in later hospitals, most of them used disinfectant such as iodophor, which is a mixture. Although it is darker in color, it is not very irritating.
As for alcohol.
If you are interested, you can try it yourself, it’s so sour
Looking at Thomson pulling his arm, Xu Yun wanted to tell him that he actually had iodophor in his backpack.
But pain is pain.
The appearance of this high concentration of alcohol allowed Xu Yun to grasp another piece of information:
As everyone knows.
Nicolas Théodore Saussure determined the chemical formula of ethanol in 1807.
And it was not until after 1825 that real medical alcohol appeared in human history.
Therefore, the emergence of alcohol made Xu Yun more certain that his era must be after 1825.
Unfortunately, I am not a historian, so I cannot determine the more detailed age from Thomson and Will's clothing.
Another ten minutes passed.
Thomson put the last bandage on Xu Yun's shoulder, capped the alcohol bottle, and said to him:
"How do you feel now?"
Xu Yun tried to turn his shoulders. Although there was still a little pain in his arm, it was at least much better than at the beginning:
"It doesn't hurt so much. Thank you so much, Mr. Thomson."
The expression on Thomson's face remained unchanged, he waved his hands indifferently and said:
"It's just a small thing, don't take it too seriously."
After saying that, he raised his eyelids and looked at Xu Yun again, and continued:
"In addition, Mr. Luo Feng, if your health is not serious, then we can almost say goodbye."
"."
Seeing that Thomson wanted nothing to do with him, Xu Yun quickly put on a weak look and said with a wry smile:
"Mr. Thomson, it's getting dark now and there's no place to go. It's too dangerous."
"If you let me walk alone in this wilderness, I might as well just lie back in the pit and bury him on the spot. That way I can still leave a body intact."
As he spoke, he pointed to the carriage and said:
"So can you let me stay for a few days? I will pay for living expenses!"
After hearing this, Thomson looked around a few times, and a trace of hesitation flashed across his face.
Although he was reluctant to get involved with Xu Yun again, as Xu Yun said, the current environment was indeed not suitable for a person to walk alone.
When he was collecting firewood, he had gone to a high slope not far away and had a look.
It is located in the north of the British Isles, at the junction of Scotland and England.
Not only is the land vast but sparsely populated, there are also many swamps and wetlands around it.
That’s right, swamp.
Students who have not failed geography should know this.
The UK is located at the northwest tip of the Eurasian continent. Affected by the Atlantic circulation climate, the UK is mild and humid throughout the year, with an average annual rainfall of about 1,100 mm.
Abundant water resources are beneficial to plant growth and have great potential for agricultural development, but they also bring a series of new problems.
For example, stagnant water will crowd out the oxygen space in the soil, resulting in poor aerobic respiration at the roots of crops.
Over time, the roots and stems will rot and even the crops will die.
Over the years, many marshy wetlands have appeared in the UK.
Among them, the coastal swamps in eastern England cover an area of 2,000 square kilometers, and the Somerset Plain depressions in southwest England cover an area of 650 square kilometers.
Although the total area of swamps in the north is not large, the number of scattered swamps is extremely large.
For example, in the Battle of Haliton Hill in 1333, the Scottish army lost most of its troops in the marshes, and was finally completely defeated by the English army led by King Edward.
If there hadn't been that swamp at that time.
The Scottish cavalry led by Douglas may still be able to fight with England, but then it may be difficult to say what the future will be like.
The words "the right time and the right place" are really not a joke sometimes. There are too many people in ancient and modern times who have overturned cars in inconspicuous places.
In this context.
If you don’t have a guide or a map, it would be better to just lie down in the pit and go out alone.
Think of this.
Thomson couldn't help but glance at Xu Yun and asked:
"Mr. Luo Feng, where do you plan to go next?"
Xu Yun had already thought of this when Thomson was bandaging his wound, so he immediately replied:
"To London."
"London?"
Thomson frowned slightly. The destination was the same as his own?
But soon, his brows relaxed.
It's probably just a coincidence.
After all, London is currently one of the most prosperous cities in England and even Europe, so it is normal for outsiders to yearn for it.
Just like those who drifted north and Shanghai in later generations, a large number of people poured into London every year since the beginning of colonial trade.
Then he looked at Xu Yun's windbreaker and skin color, and guessed:
"Are you going to London on business?"
Xu Yun pretended to be honest and shook his head:
"Following my parents' instructions, I went to visit an elder and see if I could find a job in London, or even take root in London."
"I'm afraid you don't know something. I am not the legitimate son of the family. I have no way to inherit the family business and can only go out to survive."
Thomson hesitated for a moment, looked at Will next to him calmly, and finally made up his mind:
"In that case, you can go on the road with us in the next few days."
"Through the Whitecombe Mountains ahead, we will arrive at a small town called Dumfries in about three days. We will say goodbye in the town then, okay?"
Three days.
This time is not very long, but it is much better than being driven away immediately, so Xu Yun immediately replied:
"No problem, thank you, Mr. Thomson."
at the same time.
Xu Yun's right hand, which was holding the bandage on the wound, suddenly tightened slightly.
He noticed a word from Thomson's mouth:
Town of Dumfries.
Dumfries Town, which is the administrative center of the Dumfries and Galloway region.
In later generations, it was one of the 32 first-level administrative areas in Scotland.
It is located on the border between Scotland and England, bordering Cumbria, England, to the south and has a large area.
Xu Yun was impressed by this town because there is a statue of James Matthew Barrie, the author of the children's novel Peter Pan.
When Xu Yun was studying abroad, he and his girlfriend took a train here and scattered dog food in the town square.
Times have changed.
The daughter of Xu Yun's first love is already in the first grade of junior high school, but Xu Yun is still single. It's such a sad story.
As for the other Whitecombe Mountain.
Xu Yun didn't quite understand.
But its pronunciation also has a very typical Scottish tone, which corroborates with the town of Dumfries, enough to determine their current location:
The junction of England and Scotland, the northern waist region of the British continent.
Therefore Thomson and Weir were either in Edinburgh or Glasgow.
In addition, while Thomson was putting on the bandage, Xu Yun took advantage of his position and looked at the situation in the car with his peripheral vision.
Although he couldn't see most of the objects, he noticed two exposed bags of potatoes and bread.
Xu Yun had seen a bag of this size at William's house in the 1665 copy. It was enough for two adults to eat for about a week.
Counting other undiscovered supplies, excluding water supplies, it is probably enough to last about ten days.
If it is ruled out that Thomson is possessed by Li Changshou, he specially prepared a pile of unused food.
Then you can basically take Liverpool and Manchester off the map.
Their destinations are as close as Birmingham and as far away
London!
This behavior of preparing ten days of rations at one time is obviously a bit strange, and it seems that he has made a plan not to communicate with the outside world.
Coupled with the opponent's behavior of carrying a musket and shovel
It's obvious.
There must be some special secret between these two people.
The legendary revenge drama?
Or is it the travels of the children of a big family?
Or two gay guys eloping? ——After all, this is England.
Then Xu Yun shook his head, returned his mind to reality, and asked Thomson:
"By the way, Mr. Thomson, I haven't asked for your full name yet."
"After all, I don't even know the name of my savior. It's really rude."
Thomson was greeting Will to chop wood at this time, and said without raising his head when he heard the words:
"There's nothing much to say about the name, but if you insist on knowing it"
"My name is William Thomson." (End of Chapter)