The next ten days were spent slowly moving forward with Chen Xi and Li Xiaomei. Chen Shi was injured and exhausted. Li Xiaomei, who has always been arrogant, couldn't help but put away her temper and helped him recuperate wholeheartedly, she really regretted shooting Chen Yan's arrow, but looking at the wound on Chen Xi's chest that gradually closed - the arrow was very poisonous, it seemed that this wound must be scarred, Li Xiaomei looked at the scar that was about to take shape, and somehow felt joyful in her heart. She really likes to look at the bare chest when she changes Chen Shi, the muscles in his chest are strong, and there is a very manly feeling. Li Xiaomei sometimes looked at it and couldn't help but think: at least the wound she left him would follow him for the rest of her life, and she was a little happy to think about it, at least at this point, he would never forget himself for the rest of his life.
Sometimes, looking at the cloth belt that she had washed and hung aside and was blown by the wind to wrap Chen Cheng's wounds, Li Xiaomei couldn't help but ponder in her heart: It turns out that she can be so gentle. Thinking of this gentleness, she felt that it was really good to be so gentle once. At that time, most of the time, it was night, she looked at the setting sun on the horizon, and knew that there was an injured man behind her, she would involuntarily think, gentleness is good, this gentleness has enriched her life that has been riding arrogantly for nineteen years, dyeing her life with a thick background, like the weeds fluttering in the wind in the dark and dull night, this life, it turns out to be really good.
For the first few days, Chen Cheng was very weak. Somehow, Li Xiaomei liked his pale face when he was weak and his immaturity after losing his blood, which made her feel like a mother. What is love? Loving a man turns out to admire his strength, deplore his weakness, step by layer into his life, and soothe every corner of his heart layer by layer with his heart.
After three or four days, Chen Cheng's spirit improved a lot, and sometimes at night, they didn't sleep or say anything, and Chen Cheng picked up his flute pipe and began to blow. The first meeting was attracted by his flute sound. Li Xiaomei likes to listen to the sound of the flute brought by him from Jiangnan. Chen Shan turned out to be from Jiangnan, and he had a good brother Du Fuwei who was also from Jiangnan.
Chen Cheng used to sing a lot of ditties. One night, Chen Cheng blew and blew, and when the starlight was low and the grass was blurred, he began to sing:
... The stream in front of the door, the bridge nearby, the place where my sister-in-law lives, and there is no one to be alone...
The voice is soft, is that their Jiangnan folk song? Wu Nong spoke softly, swirling in a low voice, and sang so much that Li Xiaomei was crazy in her heart. The stars also blinked as if they were in her mind, the song was so soft and soft, so that the little sister's heart floated and floated into the man's heart, it turned out that under his seemingly strong appearance, there was also such a low and coiled heart song. When he sang these songs, it was like returning to his childhood, with a pure face with long eyebrows and thin eyes, and a beautiful woman, showing to the extreme and transparent to the extreme. Li Xiaomei looked at it, and somehow, she felt that he actually needed care.
... The stream in front of the door is close to the river bridge, and the place where my sister-in-law lives is lonely without a husband... It's beautiful. She saw that Chen Shan was quietly not knowing what she was thinking, and she herself looked up at the stars hundreds of billions of miles away tens of millions of years ago, making her heart tremble with him. After a long time, she turned her head to the side and found that Chen Shi's eyes were shining and seemed to be full of tears. She hugged him lightly and held Chen Xi's head in her arms. Chen Cheng sat under the starlight with his neck stiff, Li Xiaomei knelt behind him, hugged his head with full of tenderness, and her heart was filled with a different kind of tenderness. In that song, there is Chen Li's past. As a singer, Chen Cheng turned out to be so fragile.
Heizi Elephant can also understand Li Xiaomei's heart, she has been walking finely these days, but she has never been impatient. The two walked and walked, and gradually walked to the boundary of Shuangshuzi, and they were about to reach the Mustang Well in a day or two, somehow, there was a feeling of shaking in their hearts. How great it would be if this road could go on forever, if ...
There is another world of reality and struggle, spirit and survival. However, the footsteps of the two have not stopped, people are alive, they always have to face a lot of things that must be faced, and they always have to and keep walking.
The stove was stuffed with dried cow dung, a pot of hot water was stewed on the stove, the smoke was very light, the water had not yet turned on, and there were many herbs scattered around the stove. When the water boils, these herbs must be put into the water in the same way, first and then until the water is boiled into a brownish-purple juice.
When Li Xiaomei and Chen Cheng saw Li Bo fifteen miles east of Mustang Well, Li Bo was sitting by the stove with a serious face. Next to him was his tent. There are not many camps, and their team has about 150 people. Although there were not a few people, they were surprisingly quiet, and everyone seemed to be busy in an orderly manner. The most disturbing thing is that there is not a single woman in these tents, nor is there a single elderly or child, all of whom are young and middle-aged men between the ages of 20 and 45. Seeing Li Xiaomei and Chen Shan coming back, everyone had a smile on their faces, but their expressions were still very solemn, and they nodded and went their separate ways. Li Bo was also clearly a little happy, but his face was faint. He was looking at the pot of water, as if boiling this pot of water was a very important thing for him.
Li Xiaomei looked at the herbs by the fireside and was stunned. She recognized all these herbs, they were the secret recipe of the grassland herdsmen, these grasses were boiled together until the heat, and the arrowhead was put in, and it would refine a very poisonous and poisonous poisoned arrow, which was used by the grassland herdsmen to shoot the wolves. Li Xiaomei was stunned and asked Li Bo: "Is there another wolf pack on the grassland?" "
Li Bo glanced at her and did not answer her words. The water was boiling, and he began to throw herbs into it, asking:
"Back?"
Li Xiaomei smiled at her brother, thinking that her brother was angry with her and wanted to scold her. Li Bo didn't blame her for anything, but turned his head to Chen Cheng and said, "Thank you, Brother Chen, for saving my sister." "
Chen Xi was not used to being polite, so he just smiled. He also felt that the atmosphere seemed a little wrong, but if Li Bo didn't speak, he didn't know how to speak. Li Bo was very attentive in boiling medicine, and Li Xiaomei smiled and said, "Big brother, you don't seem to be very happy." "
Li Bo said lightly: "Happy, why are you unhappy, I'm going to kill again, how can I be unhappy?" "
He said so, but there was a bitterness on his lips, as if the medicinal smell had bitterened his smile.
Li Xiaomei was stunned, just as she didn't know what was wrong with her eldest brother, she heard a horn coming from the distance, Li Bo's expression lifted, and he said in a low voice: "It's coming!" "
There was an open space circled between their tents, and as soon as the others heard the sound of the horn, they all stepped aside, each holding swords and arrows, guarding the gap between the tents, leaving only Li Bo and the stove still in the open space in the tent. Li Bo narrowed his eyes, looked at a gap deliberately exposed by the tent in front of him, and said quietly: "Don't move for a while." "
Li Xiaomei and Chen Xi didn't know what he was going to do, they only heard shouts and drums in the distance, and then there was the extremely chaotic sound of hooves, rolling towards this side with a bang. The two looked at each other, both were a little confused, and after a while, they saw dust and smoke rising in the distance, and twenty or thirty bison rushed over, and the sand and dust they brought up were raised.
The herd seemed to have been coaxed over, and in the frightened sound of the drums, it turned dizzy and rushed straight towards the tent. Li Bo's already squinted eyes narrowed even tighter at this time, as if only a crack was left, and he looked at the world in that knife-like gap. The first cow ran into the formation of the tent, and those cows were all bison, not as good as domestic cattle, and they all had sharp horns. Seeing that the cow was about to run in front of the furnace, Li Bo suddenly shouted, and as soon as he took a hand, he grabbed a long knife that had been sharpened for a long time next to his seat. The knife was nearly twice as long as the average shepherd's carry, and the blade was shiny.
As soon as his knife was drawn, the man jumped up and rushed towards the first cow like lightning. The cow was really strong, although the throat was broken, it still ran forward more than twenty steps with blood sprayed before falling to the ground, and it was falling to the end of the tent. Someone had already prepared a wooden basin there, and I saw a few strong young men dragging the cow's hooves and dragging him to the basin, pressing the wound on its neck to the wooden basin, refusing to waste every drop of its blood.
This knife was really thrilling, even Chen Shi saw that his palms were sweating, and he secretly said, what a knife! In the blink of an eye, the second cow had already arrived, and Li Bo, who had already retreated to his seat, jumped up and drew his knife again. His knife skills were really fast and accurate, and under a piece of white light, the cow was neatly knocked down again. The cows behind arrived faster and faster, more and more, sometimes three or five came together, Li Bo retreated to the side of the field every time he killed one, and then ran out again to swing the blade, only to see one cow fell under his three-foot long knife, even if three or five cows arrived together, he didn't pull a head, and his body was always clean, without splashing a drop of cow blood. In the blink of an eye, more than twenty cows became the ghosts under his knife, and the sound of cheering around continued, Li Bochang laughed and put away the knife, and in Zhuo's position, his god was brave and looked at him for a lifetime. He lifted his collar and wiped the blood stains on the knife with the side of his short jacket, then returned to the furnace with brown clothes and sat down, and said to his subordinates lightly: "With the blood of these twenty bison, the medicine for refining arrows should be complete, and I ordered the brothers to immediately untie the cow after the blood is released, drown it in the air, and use it as dry food." "
The subordinate seemed to admire him so much that he fell to the ground, and he went in response. Li Xiaomei was also stunned: "Big brother, what are you doing by killing so many bison to collect blood, is there such a big wolf pack?" Is... What dry food to prepare. "
Li Bo looked at her, his eyes swept to Chen Cheng, he sighed secretly in his heart, and said lightly: "Can medicine arrows only be used to kill wolves?" It's not neat to use it to kill people. How can the wolf pack be big, 40,000 people, I don't use the blood of more than twenty bison to refine arrows, I'm afraid I can't shoot all the arrows. "
His tone seemed to be extremely depressed, Li Xiaomei was still stunned, and Chen Shan had already understood first. I saw his face turn white: "General Gan Liang's army is still coming?" "
Li Bo didn't look at him, as if he was also blaming him for being untrustworthy, and said lightly: "Three days ago, the striker swept over, and I listened to Brother Chen's words, although I was prepared, but it was not a first-level alert." When his vanguard troops arrived, the loss of my grass and sand was not large, only eight died, and a cavalry was lost, but they didn't care about the red and white, and they killed people when they saw them, and the nearby herdsmen were miserable. According to my report, eight pastoral teams have been attacked, with more than 100 casualties and countless cattle and sheep plundered. I have ordered all the old and young women and children on the grass to withdraw, leaving behind two thousand hot-blooded children. Hey, although these people usually only graze with whips, over the years, in troubled times, the knives they wear are not rusty. Zhang Wuwei is going to come hard, then tell him to try, let's fight him. "
When Chen Shi listened to his words, he looked up to the sky and took a long breath, Zhang Wuwei actually dared to be so untrustworthy, what did he think Chen was, and what did he think the court was? I only heard him take a long breath, like a whale swallowing the sea, the tips of his hair fluttering, and said quietly:
"The enemy is outnumbered, and Brother Li is unwise if he resists hard."
Li Bo said "hey" and did not answer, Chen Sheng knew that he must be fully prepared, otherwise Zhang Jiuchang and the four would not be absent. However, the soldier is a murder weapon, and the two armies clash, and it is difficult to say whether the victory or defeat is lost, and no matter who wins or loses, once the smoke rises again, I am afraid that it will never be a blessing for the people. Chen Sheng slowly spat out the stuffy breath in his chest, and said quietly: "Brother Li, I just hope you can not do it first and wait for me for three days." Within three days, I will give you an explanation. "
Saying that, he smiled reluctantly at Li Yongrong: "Sister Rong, your black son borrows me for a while." After saying that, he didn't need to say anything, he walked up to Heizi, turned over on his horse, and whipped away. Leaving Li Yongrong looking at his back, he wanted to scream and was speechless. She doesn't know what kind of meeting he will have when he goes and meets again?