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Zhao Yang secretly complained in his heart, I really don't understand the world of foodies, I conquered you with just one meal, I am happy to be like this, how low your requirements are. As everyone knows, Zhao Yang is a little ignorant, in that era, due to backward production technology, most of the civilians were in a half-full state, and only the palace and the wealthy families could eat so heartily every day like they did tonight. For Zhao Yang's ability to find food from scratch in a short period of time, Zhen'er admires it very much.

Zhen'er complained again: "Before we came, others told us how terrible the Barbarian Poison Domain was, and we didn't believe it yet, but when we really arrived at the place, we realized that what they said was too light, it was terrible, it was simply very terrifying." Can you imagine how big the mosquito is? Zhao Yang smiled and said he didn't know. Zhen'er continued: "The mosquitoes here are big, colorful, when I first saw it, I thought it was a fly, I was bitten, I had pain for more than half a month, and the wound was swollen high." Since then, we have slept tightly wrapped ourselves, this summer, often in the middle of the night to be woken up by the heat, and after waking up, we dare not open it, so we can only stay up like this, but it is uncomfortable. ”

Xiaoqian "giggled", held Zhen'er in her arms, pinched her face lovingly, and said: "I told you to stay at home, but you didn't listen, you had to come out, and now you are suffering, right?" ”

Zhen'er twisted her head and said, "I don't, how can I encounter so many things at home." ”

Xiao Qian pushed her index finger on Zhen'er's head, and said helplessly: "You! ”

Speaking of mosquitoes, Zhao Yang really knows that the wild mosquitoes on the mountain are very fierce, big and poisonous, a big bag bites, painful and itchy, it is really uncomfortable, he had personal experience when he was a child. Gotta find a way, or you won't be able to sleep tonight.

Zhao Yang habitually scratched his head again, turned his head and looked around. When I saw a large pile of Artemisia annua next to me, I couldn't help but be happy, this Artemisia annua seems to be called "wormwood" in the north, which can be used to smoke mosquitoes. So let Xiaoqian light two more fires around them, just surrounded them in the middle, and threw a few handfuls of Artemisia annua into the fire, and immediately a rich medicinal fragrance wafted in the night sky, before there was a mosquito "buzzing" sound around from time to time, but at this time it was inaudible, look carefully, you can also see mosquitoes in the air like headless flies, stumbling out.

Zhen'er was so happy that she couldn't wait to hug Zhao Yang and kiss her fiercely, Xiaoqian was also surprised, and her big eyes glanced at Zhao Yang from time to time.

The night in the mountains is very lonely, especially after the extinction of animals, it is even more silent and gloomy. In such an environment, people's emotions are two extremes, either fear, always feeling that something is snooping in the dark, and the next moment it will pounce on you; It's irritability, inexplicable irritability.

The Xiaoqian sisters used to find the crowd before dark, and many people camped together, so they wouldn't have those negative emotions, and they were on the road alone after dawn. They are worried that if Zhao Yang really gets an infectious disease, it will affect others. Today's "grain" harvest was abundant, and I was overjoyed, and I missed the trip, so I camped alone in the mountains for the first time.

Although the sisters are masters, they are also girls after all, and they are inevitably afraid in such an environment, so they can't help but lean towards Zhao Yang. Zhao Yang still knows this situation very well, he reached out and hugged them in his arms, making them laugh, now in this situation, diverting attention is the best way.

Just now, when Xiao Qian approached Zhao Yang in fear, Zhao Yang reached out and hugged her into his arms, at that moment, her whole body stiffened all of a sudden, and she was startled, but fortunately, Zhao Yang didn't do anything else next. With Zhao Yang's tugging, the fear gradually disappeared, and the intuition of a manly smell went straight to the nose, and the body was warmly surrounded by the man's arms, there was a very safe feeling, and the little fear in the bottom of his heart was long gone. Turning his head to look at his sister, he saw that she was naturally nested in Zhao Yang's arms. Also, along the way, they carried and hugged each other, and they were used to it for a long time.

After messing around, Zhao Yang, who was already not good at chatting, had nothing to say, and he wanted to sleep a little. No, this can't be cold, otherwise they should be scared again when they notice outside, and they will have to find a way to put them to sleep first.

Lulling people to sleep, storytelling is said to be more effective. So what's the story? Of course, Jin Daxiao's martial arts are the first choice, after all, they are also children of the rivers and lakes with unique skills, and they must like these wonderful stories. But after thinking about it in a flash, it's been a tiring day, if they listen to the story more and more energetically, then they won't be tired to death, let's change to another one with hypnotic effect.

Pick and choose, Zhao Yang picked a story about the Buddha, Zhao Yang told the story of "the body is like a Bodhi tree, the heart is like a mirror platform, the morning is diligent, don't make the dust" story, just halfway through the story, Zhen'er yawned and slowly fell asleep. Xiao Qian still chatted with Zhao Yang from time to time to discuss it. After this story was told, Xiaoqian was also sleepy, but she still tried her best to cooperate with Zhao Yang, so as not to embarrass him to tell alone. Zhao Yang didn't say anything, and continued to tell an upgraded version of this story: "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to stir up dust." The story. When the story was about to end, Xiaoqian, a silly girl, finally couldn't stay up and fell asleep. Zhao Yang let out a sigh of relief, stretched his waist, and slowly fell asleep with his arms around the sisters.

In the next two days, Xiaoqian and Zhen'er listened to Zhao Yang's advice, gathered many deserters and merchants accompanying the army, and organized them to rush together. The men were overjoyed to see that the two sisters not only brought food, but also fled with them for their lives. Since the beginning of the flight, they have all taken care of their own affairs, and the officers have all ridden their horses and run ahead, and no one cares about the life or death of their people. Now that someone cares about them, one individual Tido is happy, and he almost didn't worship the sisters as bodhisattvas.

Zhao Yang's team of deserters is probably the strangest team in history, people are fleeing in a panic, but they are walking as a car, touring the mountains and rivers. On the periphery of the team are archers and some big men with bamboo sticks on their backs, and the bows and arrows look like they are just made of bamboo and mountain vines, but Zhao Yang They also don't have high requirements for this bow and arrow, as long as they can hold on for a few minutes when they encounter wolves, these few minutes are enough for those big men to spread the bamboo sticks and wooden stakes on their backs into a stake array. At this time, the wooden stake array had been improved by them, except for the outermost two layers of thick wooden stakes that had not changed, and the thin wooden stakes inside had all been replaced with sharp bamboo skewers, which were more powerful.

To be continued

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