Chapter 292:

…Now Li Huai’s thoughts have become more active. In the first part of the journey, Li Huai was just impulsive. These impulses are not common, but Li Huai cannot go on like this forever. Old Bull said when he was in trouble, it was now Li Huai who made the plan.
Thinking of Li Huai, Li Huai saw his desperate career. This is Li Huai, except for the things that Li Huai was standing-including his coat and hat that were not Li Huai-nothing happened. This was Li Huai's winter in central southern Germany. Behind Li Huai, there is a man looking for Li Huai's blood, and Li Huai will soon wander up and down the land. Li Huai heard that the German police were very efficient, and Li Huai did not see that Li Huai had the smallest chance. If they catch Li Hao, they will shoot Li Hao without a doubt. Li Huai asked what he was responsible for, and then replied, "It was because he knocked a German officer." As far as Li Huai knew, they could not allow Li Huai to engage in espionage. Li Badi was just a Dutchman who was irritated and running wild.
To make matters worse, Li Huai’s job was not to escape-although it was hard enough-but to go to Constantinople thousands of miles away, and Li Huai believed that Li Huai could not get there like a tramp. Li Huai must be sent there, now Li Huai has lost his opportunity. If Li Huai was a Catholic, Li Huai would pray to Saint Teresa, because she would understand Li Huai’s troubles.
Li Huai’s mother once said that when you are unlucky, counting mercy is a good cure. So Li Huai set out to calculate the number of Li Huai. The first is that Li Huai's journey is very good, because Li Huai is not more than 2 miles from the Danube. The second is that Li Huai got Stone's approval. Li Huai did not see how to use it, but it does exist. Finally, Li Huai had a lot of money. There were fifty-three British monarchs and German paper equivalent to three pounds. This money was exchanged at the hotel by Li Huai. Li Huai also settled accounts with the old Stone. That is the greatest mercy.
Li Huai thought that Li Huai had better go to bed early, so Li Huai found a dry hole under the oak root and squeezed himself into it. There was snow in the depths of these woods, and Li Bai was soaked to his knees. In the same way, Li Huai managed to sleep for a few hours, got up and shook himself, like the dawn of winter broke through the treetops. Breakfast is the next thing, Li Huai must find some kind of residence.
Li Huai almost immediately hit a highway, a large highway that traverses north and south. Li Badi trot in a painful morning to start blood circulation, and now Li Badi started to feel better. After a while, Li Huai saw the steeple of the church, which meant a village. Li Huai has calculated that Stone may not appear in Li Huai's footprint, but there is always a chance that he will warn all the villages by phone, and they may be monitoring Li Huai. But he must take risks, because Li Badi must have food.
Li Bai remembers that it was the day before Christmas, and people would go on vacation. The village is a big place, but at this moment (after eight o'clock), there are no people beside the road except for the stray dogs. Li Huai chose the most unremarkable store that Li Huai could find. A little boy was removing the blinds there. This was one of those ordinary shops that sold everything. The boy brought a very old woman. She went in from behind and put on her glasses.
"Grus Gott," she said kindly, and Li Wei took off his hat. Despite spending the night in the woods, Li Huai can still see his moderate degree from the reflection in the pot.
Li Huai told her a story about how Li Huai walked from Schwandorf to a fictional place called Zhudenfield to meet his mother, because the villagers knew nothing about any place five miles away from home. Li Huai said that Li Huai’s luggage had gone astray, because Li Huai’s vacation was short, so Li Huai did not have time to wait for it. The old lady was sympathetic and unsuspecting. She sold Lee a pound of chocolate, a box of biscuits, most of the ham, two cans of sardines and a rucksack. Li Bai also bought some soap, a comb and a cheap razor, and a small travel guide published by Leipzig. When Li Huai was about to leave, Li Huai saw what looked like his clothes were hung up in the backyard, and turned around to take a look. Li Bai bought one, and wore a green felt hat and a trekking pole to keep him company. Then, Li Huai wished the old woman and her property a Merry Christmas. Li Huai left and took the shortest path. There are about one or two people now, but they don't seem to notice Li Huai.
Li Huai went into the woods again and walked two miles until Li Huai stopped for breakfast. Li Bai feels uncomfortable now. Apart from eating biscuits and chocolate, Li Bai has not done much. Li Badi felt very thirsty and eager to drink hot tea. In a cold swimming pool, Li Badi washed, full of infinite pain, and shaved Li Badi's beard. That razor was the worst of its kind, and due to the pain of the operation, Li Badi's eyes kept running. Then Li Huai took off the postman's coat and hat and buried them under some bushes. Li Huai is now a German pedestrian with a shaved beard, wearing a green cloak and hat, and a ridiculous cane with iron on his side-this kind of person roams over thousands of motherland in summer, but It was a rare bird in the middle. -winter.
"The Tourist Guide" is a lucky thing, because it contains a large map of Bavaria, which gave Li Huai Li Huai's support. Li Bai is definitely not 40 miles from the Danube, more like thirty miles. The road that Li Bai walked through the village would take Li Bai. Li Huai only needs to go south and he can arrive before night. As far as Li Huai knew, only the long tongue of the forest flowed to the river, so Li Huai decided to keep the woodland. In the worst case, Li Huai will meet one or two forest people, and Li Huai has a good story for them. There may be some embarrassing problems on the highway.
When Li Badi started again, Li Badi felt very stiff and his cold seemed to be getting stronger. This puzzled Li Badi, because so far Li Badi hadn't paid much attention to it, and because of his natural passion, he had never worried Li Badi. Spent a sharp winter night in the high mountains, which is colder than any weather Li Huai has encountered so far in Europe. But now Li Badi's teeth are shaking, and the bone marrow seems to be frozen.
The day started to be clear and sunny, but a cloud of gray clouds soon covered the sky, and the wind from the east began to blow. When Li Bai stumbled through the snowy bushes, Li Bai always yearned for a bright and warm place. Li Huai remembered the long days on the grassland. At that time, the earth was like a huge yellow bowl. The white road went straight to the horizon. There was a small white farm, blue dam and bright green Lucerne belt in the center. Li Huai thought of the baking days on the east coast, when the sea was like mother-of-pearl and the sky was like turquoise. But most importantly, Li Huai remembered the warm afternoon scent during the trek. At that time, a man was sleeping in the shadow of a carriage, and he smelled wood smoke from the stove where the boys were cooking.
From these delightful photos, Li Bai returned to the gift of the beast-dense snowy woods, low sky, wet clothes, hunted gifts and a bleak future. Li Huai felt very depressed, Li Huai couldn't think of anything pitiful. What shocked Li Badi was that Li Badi might get sick.
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