August 13. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The forest is cold and the cave is solemn, the sun is sad, and it is cold and lightless.

There was a cold wind in the wind, which made the pedestrians tighten their clothes.

Still water walked sadly in Wushi Township, the people were self-reliant on her, since they were arrested, everyone here recognized her face, and the material of her clothes was really different from everyone.

She wore a purple silk dress and a plain soft-wool brocade cloak today, but it was only because she felt the cold.

She doesn't care about other people's eyes now, she just wants to ask for a drink.

But she just shuffled and walked, like a lost person.

No one could know why she was so on the road, and they naturally couldn't understand her bad mood. She was alone and had nothing to do.

She still has her son and returns to the sword.

Walk from east to west, through side streets.

She walked for a long time, and there seemed to be no end in sight.

"Ahh

There was a miserable cry in the air, and Jing Shu was shocked.

"Bang-"

Suddenly there was a young man sitting on the ground in front of her, his face was slightly pale, his left hand was holding his right arm, an arrow had passed through his right arm, and blood was dripping out.

Arrows were pointed at her.

She frowned and exclaimed—

"Ahh

However, she was not shocked by the arrow piercing the young man's arm, she had seen many people who died under the arrow in the army, but the young man suddenly fell and caught her off guard.

She suddenly saw a pair of eyes, hiding behind a tree in the distance, cold and strange.

This reminded her of the ghostly woman she had seen in the mountains and forests a few days ago.

But she flickered her eyelashes, and those eyes were gone.

She looked back at the young man in front of her, and even though it was a rather handsome face, the slight green color really made her feel a chill. When I looked closely, the young man was a little similar to Huaixiao.

There was a slight embarrassment between the young man's eyebrows, he wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh in pain, and only squeezed out a very strange smile, which was even more ugly than crying.

I don't know if his butt was hurt by the fall, or because of the arrow in his arm.

Jingshu was still frowning, and she was stunned for a long time before she said, "Your face ......"

The young man's brows furrowed tightly and said, "What? ”

"Your face is blue."

"Not good! Poisonous! The young man was shocked, and begged with difficulty: "I see that the girl is also a martial arts practitioner, so the girl will help me pull out the arrow." ”

Jing Shu was shocked in her heart, stunned, hurriedly squatted down, first broke one of the arrow feathers, bit her lip, and said, "You endure it." ”

The young man nodded, his eyebrows furrowed, and said, "Poisonous, girl, be careful." He stopped talking, pursed his lips tightly, and closed his eyes.

Jing Shuying's eyes closed, and she suddenly pulled out the arrow, and the heaviness in her heart suddenly fell.

The boy still couldn't help but whisper in pain, feeling his blood gurgling out, and fainted suddenly.

Seeing that he had fainted, Jingshu was slightly stunned, not knowing what to do with this poisonous wound, so she hurriedly tore off the corner of her dress half-thoughtfully, first tied it tightly to his arm, and then tore off a piece to bandage his wound, and then slowly moved him aside and let him lean against the tree.

But her heart tugged again, wondering if she was right to treat her wounds in this way, or whether she should go to the doctor.

The doctor in Wushi Township is in the east.

She looked behind her and found that she was also far away from Nawushi Township, and her heart couldn't help but be cold.

The horse neighed at the right time.

"There's a horse here!" She thought to herself, looked closely, and finally saw a brown horse, and thought to herself, "Is it him?" ”

It made her happy.

But whether the horse belonged to a teenager or not, she had to bring it in, so that at least she could take him to the doctor.

When she had led the horse, she took great difficulty to get him on the horse's back.

It was getting dark.

So she took him and ran to the doctor's house in the east.

People talked about it again, but she didn't care, she just wanted to get to the doctor's house as soon as possible.

Although she was proud to have saved someone, it was not the problem now, and the bigger problem was that if someone died under her treatment, she would have to suffer a lot, even though she didn't even know who that person was.

She didn't want to bear the pain, so she had to save him.

But when she rushed to the doctor's house, the doctor only looked at the wound and told her: "He is poisoned, I can't cure it, so send him home to prepare for the future." ”

A chill hit her heart, and she didn't know what to do, so she had to tear off another corner of her skirt and re-bandage his wound.

The boy woke up, and under the bumps in the road, he woke up.

"Where is this?" The young man asked with a slight uneasiness, but his voice was clearer, and his face seemed to be much better.

Jing Shu knew that he was going to die, and her expression couldn't help but become sad, and said, "This is the doctor's house. ”

The young man looked at the cloth between his arms, and then at Jingshu's sad expression, and then caught a glimpse of the corners of her skirt that had been torn undecently, and couldn't help but say gratefully: "Girl, thank you for saving me." ”

Jingshu was a little hesitant, not knowing whether to tell him about his death, and suddenly his heart sank, and said, "The doctor said that you can't live." ”

The young man laughed and said, "My father will definitely be able to save me, let's go." ”

Jingshu said in surprise: "Where do you live?" ”

"Locke Heights."

"Luo, Xing, Mountain, Village." Jing Shu repeated it word by word, and suddenly rejoiced in her heart, and said, "I'll send you back." ”

The young man couldn't help but be surprised, and said, "Girl, I'm a man, how can I get the girl to send it off?" ”

Jing Shu showed a slight smile and said, "You are extremely injured now, if you faint again on the way, how can I live with my conscience?" ”

The boy tried to stand up, but felt powerless, so he sighed, "Then thank the girl." ”

Seeing him like this, Jingshu reached out to help him to the door and helped him onto the horse.

It's getting dark.

The people who came back from farming on the road all looked at Jingshu, but most of them were already surprised, and just looked at her with a smile.

The young man saw that there was only one horse, but he didn't have the strength to hold the reins of the horse, and suddenly asked with a little embarrassment, "Girl...... Will the girl ride with me? ”

Jingshu nodded and said, "There is only one horse, and I will ride with you." With that, he stepped lightly on the ground, jumped on horseback, sat down behind the young man, and galloped away with his own reins.

The young man was stunned, and he didn't say anything more, and he didn't know if this girl didn't understand the difference between men and women, or if she understood her own difficulties.

Iron hooves trampled on his daughter's accompaniment, letting the cold wind blow in his sleeves.

The wind was roaring, in the ears of the galloping horses, in their ears.

"I haven't asked you what your name is." Jingshu shouted in the wind.

"Luo Yuan."

"What?"

"Luo Yuan."

"Young Master Luo."

"Dare to ask the girl's name?"

"What?"

"Girl's name."

"Easy to pray for peace, the 'prayer' for blessing, the 'peace' for peace."

"Thank you, Miss Yi, for saving me."

"What?"

"Miss Xie rescued."

"No thanks, no thanks."

“……”

Luo Yuan shouted in response from time to time, but he was already exhausted, fainted again, and lay on the horse's head.

His words were swallowed in the wind.

Jingshu was slightly panicked, thinking that she had talked too much, and she half blamed herself for a while.

Suddenly snow began to fall in the sky, flying like goose feathers.

The first snow of the year, without a single sign and without the wind and rain before the snow.

Jingshu couldn't help but speed up, and the snowflakes rose under the horses' hooves, chasing each other.

Running on the road according to Luo Yuan's words, you have to cross two hills, and then go to the third mountain, where Luo Xing Villa is.

About 120 miles.

This horse is already a good horse.

But it was carrying two people, and it was traveling at night.

Maybe two hours.

But it had just crossed the first hill and stopped, on a slightly flat slope.

It was breathing, as if venting its frustration.