Meng Qianxue found some herbs nearby, put them in his mouth and chewed them, and then applied them to his wounds, the blood was about to run out, and Meng Qianxue had to go back to the wooden house.

When Meng Qianxue returned to the wooden house, it was empty, so she didn't think about it, she went to the medicine room to get the hemostatic medicine and rushed to the cowshed.

When he arrived at the cowshed, the man's face was pale, his body kept twitching, and he was ruthless, and he recalled in his mind what the medical book said, "A dead horse should be a live horse doctor."

After tinkering with the medicinal herbs, cleaning the wound, and bandaging, Meng Qianxue was so tired that she fell asleep on the side.

The next day, a ray of sunshine was thrown into the cowshed, Meng Qianxue woke up, only to feel that a pair of ruthless eyes fell on him, and suddenly got up, the person he saved yesterday was sitting in front of him staring at himself, seeing that his face was not good, and the wound was still oozing blood, Meng Qianxue kindly reminded; "Well, lie down and rest quickly, so as not to cause the wound to become inflamed and cause deterioration."

The man didn't move, listening to Meng Qianxue's words, his expression loosened slightly, and he leaned against the haystack with his eyes closed, not knowing what Lu Dao was thinking.

Meng Qianxue originally wanted to ask what happened that day, but looking at his ice face, she still endured it. "I'll go get you something to eat, you can rest."

Before Meng Qianxue could walk out of the cowshed, the man got up and grabbed Meng Qianxue's throat with his hand, "Get me a horse, don't play any tricks, quick!" ”

Meng Qianxue finally understood what a farmer and a snake were, and saved his life but was threatened by him. Meng Qianxue tried to calm her anger, nodded, and waited for the man's hand to loosen up a little before saying in the gentlest tone; "Rest first, I'll go find you a horse."

When he relaxed his vigilance and let go, Meng Qianxue took the opportunity to turn around and hit the man's acupoint at once, and he was already seriously injured, and he suddenly collapsed on the ground, unable to get up.

Meng Qianxue clicked on his acupuncture points, and his body was temporarily numb, but he couldn't last long, Meng Qianxue found hemp rope in the cowshed and tied him up, ignoring his eyes that were about to breathe fire, "I warn you, don't move, I'll find you something to eat, let's take care of your illness in the past few days, the old lady finally got you down the mountain, if you die halfway, I won't save you in vain." ”

The man's face was white and red, what he didn't expect was that one day he would be tied up by a little girl, and the child was still ashamed, choking that he couldn't answer.

Meng Qianxue stretched her waist and walked towards the cabin, thinking about what had happened in the past two days, she became more and more confused, first of all, whether the killing of the children in the concentration camp was related to her senior sister, why was the time so coincidental, and secondly, what was the purpose of this massacre, the face was scratched so as not to be recognized, so who was the person they were looking for?

Since seeing the tragic death of her sister and the killing of the war, Meng Qianxue is no longer afraid, survival of the fittest, this is the rule she must abide by in the entertainment industry, compared to those battlefields without gunsmoke, real guns and live ammunition make her excited, let the storm come more violently, Meng Qianxue thought.

Walking into the cabin, Meng Qianxue smelled the familiar aroma of food, although the master didn't say much, but he treated himself with great love, remembering yesterday's thrilling scene, Meng Qianxue sighed in her heart, the master who wrote and cooked, the master who held the golden whip and martial arts, which one was the real him.

Pushing open the small door, it is still a familiar scene, the master is sitting at the table, in front of him is a small dish with all the color and flavor, which is light and refreshing.

The difference is that there is an extra pair of dishes and chopsticks on the table. The master saw Qianxue and beckoned to him, as usual.

Meng Qianxue felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, but she still pretended not to care, thinking to herself, if he doesn't mention it, I won't mention it, I forget that it's best, and I'm still living my own life.

Before he walked to the dinner table, his place was occupied by Mu Yuncang.

Meng Qianxue asked in amazement; "Why are you here?" glanced at the master again, the master's face was as usual, and he didn't mean to answer Meng Qianxue's doubts.

Mu Yuncang took a chopstick dish, put it in his mouth and tasted it, with a satisfied expression on his face, and then spoke, "I am the only one left in the concentration camp, the master took me in, and we will live together in the future." ”

Meng Qianxue also felt justified when she heard it, and she didn't argue anything, the tragic situation was still vivid, Mu Yuncang was a poor child, take it in, think that she won't have to go to the concentration camp in the future, and she was a little lost, Meng Qianxue sat down to eat, and felt uncomfortable for the first time, the three of them had their own thoughts, they didn't speak, and the meal was extremely embarrassing.

Thinking that there were still wounded people in the cowshed, so Meng Qianxue took the initiative to contract the work of washing the dishes, Jiang Chi and Mu Yuncang were happy to hear it, and originally wanted to place that person in the wooden house, but now there is one more person, and the room is not enough, so let him live in the cowshed, who let him take revenge, hum.

In this way, Meng Qianxue took advantage of the excuse of taking a walk after dinner to leave the leftovers to the man, and seeing that he was eating happily this day, Meng Qianxue asked; "What's your name? How did you get to the back mountain? ”

In the face of Meng Qianxue's side knock, the man didn't pay attention to it, and ignored Meng Qianxue after dinner. Since tying him up, he has not had a good face, Meng Qianxue is also used to it, and today in the face of his ice cubes, he has no good temper, Meng Qianxue deliberately said loudly; "Oh, it turns out that you don't have a name, okay, I'll get you one, and I'll call you silent in the future, silent silent."

After saying that, Meng Qianxue walked out of the cowshed, and the corner of the man's mouth twitched helplessly. When Meng Qianxue went to deliver the food again the next day, he was already empty, as if he had never come to the shed, but his injuries were much better, and he was relieved.