Chapter 40: The Survivors
After staying on the top for two hours, it gradually got dark again, he was sleepy and hungry, so he came down from the top of the mountain, looking at the ruins of the village, he didn't know what to do, the fire burned down the kitchen of the cottage, and the warehouse where the grain and dry goods were originally stacked was also burned down, where to find food, even the bodies of the lame, the woman, and the child were gone, and the two major sects buried them all by the way when they buried people, and I don't know which pit they were in.
He looked for an abandoned torch, but he couldn't find anything to start the fire, and searched for it in the ruins, but the light was not good at night, and there was no snow in the stockade, and it was really difficult to find something, and he couldn't find anything to eat, so he had to throw the torch, sighed, and turned around and went to the back mountain, because there were several plots of land in the back mountain, and the brothers had planted something before, and maybe they could find something to eat.
The back mountain was also badly destroyed, the two major sects wiped out the White Crane Gate, but at that time it was everywhere, those few pieces of land had been trampled on, he bent down, groped, touched some vegetables in the sparse Lala, but how to cook vegetables without fire? He gave up the vegetables, and touched forward next to each other, but he touched several fields, and the fields were all planted with vegetables, and some green onions, and there was nothing else.
He squatted in the ground in disappointment, how is this good, do you want to eat vegetables raw? At this moment, he suddenly heard a groan from the edge of the vegetable field, in the grass on the edge of the cliff, as if it was a woman's voice, he turned his head along the voice, didn't the two factions search all over the mountain, was there anything missing?
"Help ......", he heard it clearly, it was really a woman, the voice was very small, it was estimated that it was a disciple of a certain sect who was seriously injured here, he wanted to ignore it, stood up and wanted to leave, but the woman screamed in pain again: "Help ......", this time the voice was louder.
He stood still, hesitated for a moment, but walked over, vaguely unable to see the face. In the grass, the woman should also feel that someone is coming, and no matter who it is, the desire to live is extremely strong: "Hero...... Save...... Destiny ......"
Long Wushuang laughed at himself in his heart: "Hero, I have never been called a hero in my life, okay, just shout at her and save her." β
He went into the grass, stooped down and picked her up, she was frozen all over, as if she were holding a piece of ice, and he walked step by step through the vegetable patch, back to the cave, laid her flat on a pile of hay, and pulled a few clothes over her. But he couldn't see clearly without fire, and he didn't know how many wounds she had on her body, so he was a little embarrassed, so he had to tell the truth: "I can't find fire, I don't know how many wounds you have, do you know?"
The woman endured the severe pain, raised her strength and spoke: "I know, there is only one place...... A large wound, a sword wound, was in the ...... In the back, it hurts ......"
Long Wushuang heard her say that the wound was in the back, so he picked her up again, helped her turn over, and let her lie on the hay: "In order to save your life, we don't care about the difference between men and women, if you don't want to, forget it." β
The woman: "Heroes only rule, thank you for help...... Eternal Thanksgiving ......"
He stopped being verbose, and tore open her coat, but there was still a padded jacket underneath the tunic, and he used a knife to cut her padded jacket, and there was still a layer of cloth under the padded jacket, and he tore off the cloth again, but the innermost part was still wearing a corset, but at the moment the corset had dried up on her back with a large amount of blood, and he probably touched it, and the woman was in unbearable pain, and she moaned again.
Long Wushuang frowned, and said to the woman: "Your innermost clothes are stuck to the wound, you have to find a way to get it open, there is no hot water, you are not afraid of cold water?"
The woman moaned, "You can't use cold water, it's going to suppurate...... Oh my God, why don't you die", she was already in tears, not wanting to suffer from this painful torment.
Long Wushuang thought for a moment, didn't bother to ask her, leaned down, sniffed at the bloody wound, stretched out his tongue, licked her back endlessly, licked the blood into his stomach, hungry, felt very sweet, the more he licked, the more energetic he became.
The woman gradually understood what he was doing, he didn't even think the wound was dirty, he licked the wound for himself, he was really a good person, she was full of emotion, and with the warm saliva soaked in the wound, the wound was not so painful, and she felt a lot better: "You are really a good person, thank you very much......"
Long Wushuang licked for a while, and finally licked off the dried blood stains, plus the saliva was moist, the corset finally stopped sticking tightly to the woman's back, he carefully uncovered the last layer of obstacles, gently touched the wound in the dark, probably figured out the location and length of the wound, buried his head again, licked the inch-long wound, and after making sure that the wound was clean, he tore a piece of clothing, and helped the woman bandage the wound, wrapping it from the front chest to the back, like wearing a new corset again.
When everything was done, he put all his clothes on the woman's body, and his stomach was even more hungry, and he leaned his back against the stone wall: "If only there was a fire breaker." β
The woman was lying on the ground, hungry, and she only now remembered that she had a fire fold on her: "You touch my pocket." β
When Long Wushuang heard him say this, he immediately perked up, and hurriedly went to dig out her pocket, and sure enough, he took out a fire fold, he rejoiced, hurried out of the cave, went to the ruins to find torches again, and brought some dry wood over, and lit a fire in the cave.
After tossing and turning several times, he went to the ruins to find pots and bowls one after another, and when he finally boiled the snow water and cooked the vegetables, it was late at night, and he ate some of it himself, fed the woman some of it, and even drank the water in which the vegetables were boiled, which was barely enough to solve his hunger.
When it was over, he was really sleepy, and he fell down next to the woman, and as soon as his eyes were closed, he fell asleep, and the woman was greatly injured and in pain, and her spirit was exhausted, and she also fell into a groggy sleep.
At dawn on the second day, the light shone into the cave, the woman woke up, after opening her eyes, the wound on her back felt much better, she worked hard to climb up, carefully looked at Long Wushuang's face, only then did she recognize him, she was startled, instinctively wanted to dodge, but pulled the wound again, and the pain was "oops".
Long Wushuang was awakened by her, turned over and sat up: "Your wound hasn't healed yet, don't move." β
The woman looked at him, trying to calm herself: "Are you Long Wushuang?"
Long Wushuang: "Yes, do you have any ideas, do you want to kill me?"
The woman bowed her head: "Thank you for help." β
Long Wushuang smiled bitterly, and only then did he see that she was a disciple of the White Crane Sect, and she was not beautiful, she could only be regarded as a medium level, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, he turned his head and looked outside the cave: "Thank you, since I saved you, I will not kill you again, you can recuperate with peace of mind, if you can't trust me, if you want to go down the mountain, you can go at any time, I will not stop you." β
He said a few words and then went out of the cave, because he was hungry and had to get the food back. After the woman waited for him to disappear, she gradually calmed down and thought about it carefully, she was now injured, and she couldn't go down the mountain rashly, it was icy and snowy, lonely and helpless, and her mobility was inconvenient, and it must be very difficult to go down the mountain. Besides, those two factions slaughtered their own faction last night, and I'm afraid they won't be able to allow themselves to live, and it will be a dead end to meet them. Although Long Wushuang is a big demon, he managed to save himself, and if he keeps his promise, he can heal his injuries on the mountain.
She thought about it for a long time, in order to survive, in order to expose the shameless behavior of the two factions, in order to take revenge, she can do anything, isn't Long Wushuang very powerful, isn't Long Wushuang fighting with them to the death, the enemy's enemy is a friend, she can unite him, form an ally, and let him help him avenge herself.
I don't know how long I waited, Long Wushuang came back, hugged a handful of vegetables, and accidentally hit a hare, the weather was cold, the hare didn't eat, so he went to the vegetable field to steal food, and was caught by him.
But he didn't know how to do the housework and how the rabbit was burned into meat, so he was embarrassed to scratch his ears and cheeks with the rabbit, and he had to roast it on the fire with the fur.
The woman saw that he didn't even peel the skin, so she was about to put it on the fire to roast, and hurriedly stopped him, and taught him how to peel the skin, how to break it, how to skewer the wooden stick and then take it to the fire to roast, after teaching for a while, the rabbit was finally put on the fire to roast, Long Wushuang let out a sigh of relief, and hurried to cook vegetables.
The woman looked at him clumsily for a while, and then remembered that he was originally a rich son in Jincheng, and there was a rich father who was invincible to the country, and he had always stretched out his hands to open his mouth, how could he do this, but he wouldn't do it himself, which was a good condition for him to form an alliance with him.
She moved closer to him, and her voice was full of feminine tenderness: "Long Gongzi ......"
Long Wushuang was blowing the fire, and he was so smoked that tears flowed, and when he heard her call him, he raised his head: "What's the matter?"
Woman: "The slave's surname is Ji Ming, Holly." β
Long Wushuang blew away the smoke and went to see if the water in the pot was boiling: "Okay, Ji Dongqing, I know." β
Ji Dongqing: "You don't know how to do housework, do you?"
Long Wushuang coughed twice: "Are you making fun of me?"
Ji Dongqing: "Holly doesn't dare, son, these living slaves will do it, let the slaves do it in the future." β
Long Wushuang glanced at her and threw the vegetables into the pot: "If you are injured, hurry up and leave, my mountain is full of bandits and demons, and it is not suitable for you to live as a disciple of the Righteous Sect." β
Ji Dongqing: "Childe is not a demon, he is a good person." β
Long Wushuang: "You pat yourself on the back, don't you, what do you have to say, you just say it." β
Ji Dongqing: "The slave family's life was saved by the son, and it is a great luck to be able to escape from death, from then on, the slave family is willing to follow the son, be the child's maid and servant, and wash and cook for the son to repay the ......"
Long Wushuang interrupted her: "Don't say it, when you get better, where will you go, my son is used to being alone, and he is not used to being followed." β
Ji Dongqing: "But the slave family has nowhere to go." β
Long Wushuang: "You are a disciple of the White Crane Gate, so naturally you are going back to the White Crane Gate." β
Ji Dongqing: "I'm afraid that if I can't return to Baihemen, the slave family will be killed." β
Long Wushuang stirred in the pot with a branch: "Ji Dongqing, I am the enemy of your White Crane Gate, I killed you in charge, I saved you now, the next time we meet, maybe I will kill you, don't talk nonsense, if you talk nonsense, I will immediately drive you down the mountain." β
Ji Dongqing: "Childe is Holly's savior......"
Long Wushuang: "I saved you, but I am a demon, I want to be the enemy of the world, if you follow me, you will be hunted down and killed all day long, and you will die again at any time." β
Ji Dongqing: "Childe, let's say it directly, the slave family wants to follow you, first, for gratitude, and secondly, they want to form an alliance with Gongzi, destroy the Fulong faction and the Guiyun faction, and avenge the master." β
Long Wushuang withdrew the fire under the pot, and brought the pot to the side to cool: "You want revenge, what do you have to do with me, you also have an enmity with me, how can you form an alliance with the enemy, besides, if you form an alliance with a demon and spread it, you won't be able to stay in the world, don't be so naΓ―ve, your hair is long and your knowledge is short, and you will think about it more carefully in the future." β
Ji Dongqing watched him go to the barbecue after he was busy, and pondered in his heart, he wanted to form an alliance with him, just to use him to destroy the two factions, as for his future way out and life and death, he didn't care, how to impress him, how to let him destroy the two factions, the conditions of laundry and cooking may be too worthless.
She thought for a while, made up her mind, and moved closer to Long Wushuang: "Childe, as long as Childe agrees to help the slave family destroy those two factions, the slave family is willing to hand over everything to Childe, wash and cook for Childe during the day, and let Childe drive him at night." β
Long Wushuang looked back at her, looked her up and down, and saw that Ji Dongqing had goosebumps all over his body: "Ji Dongqing, you still want to seduce me with such a little appearance, look at you, you look like you, you look flat, fat, your butt is too big, and your calves are too thick, but that's it, it's everyone, which point can make me interested?"
Ji Dongqing was so unbearable by him that a woman would be sad: "You...... Are you blind?"
Long Wushuang snickered in his heart, but he still said with a serious face: "You die that heart, you have to take revenge and find a way for yourself, I will warn you again, if you talk to me again, I will drive you down the mountain immediately." β
Ji Dongqing was so aggrieved that tears were about to fall, hurting his self-esteem and sadness, so he had to shut up and never speak again.