"Afraid of the dark? Then there is no way. "In the pit behind Baixiang Mountain, Lu Shaoyun, who was stuck in the "bottleneck" part of the pothole, heard Wen Xueying's words, and couldn't help but soften his facial expression in an instant-frost is the same, every time he goes to a strange place, he is always afraid of the dark.www.biquge.info

So, thinking of the situation of his sweetheart, Lu Shaoyun decided to compare his heart to his heart and give up his initial proposal. "Miss Wen, you said you were afraid of the dark, right? Okay, then I'm not going to go find anyone else. Lu Shaoyun's words just made Wen Xueying, who was sitting at the bottom of the cave, have the idea of "Ah, it seems that I have come to work", and his next sentence knocked Wen Xueying back to the prototype.

"Well, do you think it's good to think so, as far as I can see, the depth of this pit is not very deep, and if you join your belt, my belt, and my robe torn by you, it should be possible to make a rope to pull you up. So, now you take off your belt, find a branch or something at the bottom of the cave, tie it and throw it up, what do you think? ”

"......" It's really not good! What I need is for you to come down and accompany me! Wen Xueying, who was silently hammering the ground angrily in the dark, and it was impossible to tell her true intentions and purpose no matter what, forced a smile on her face and said, "Okay, please wait a minute, I'll do what you say now!" ”

Now, the plan to trick Lu Shaoyun into spending the night with him is no longer possible, so there is no other trick that Wen Xueying can do now except delay time and strive to stay alone with Lu Shaoyun for a while longer.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I can't stand on my feet and it hurts so much, so it's really inconvenient for me to maintain my balance and throw my belt."

"Oh, this pit is in the shape of a vase, and the hole is too narrow for me to throw things up! Also, now that it's dark, the light isn't very good, and I can't get it right. ”

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Subjective and objective, but everything Wen Xueying could think of, she used all the reasons and excuses to explain why she couldn't throw the belt smoothly when she was old. Therefore, with her delaying time like this, by the time Lu Shaoyun finished tying up the belt and robe and pulled Wen Xueying up from under the pit, it was really completely dark, and those who had just gone into the mountain with him to search had really all gone down the mountain.

How Wen Jiling acted brilliantly while playing the brother who was anxious and wanted to find his sister tonight, while accepting the persuasion of others and then "forced to go down the mountain and return to the post station", Lu Shaoyun didn't know. Putting on his open, crumpled robe again, he only knew that he and Wen Xueying couldn't stay on this icy and snowy barren mountain all night, and they had to go down the mountain as soon as possible.

"It's completely dark now, and visibility is getting worse, so it would be too risky for us to go back the way we came, walking back to the caravanserais at the foot of the former mountain."

While standing up and tying the belt back to himself, he turned to Lu Shaoyun, who was Wen Xueying, who was beside him, and said, "You wait for me here, I'll climb up the tree and take a look, and look for a place where we can spend the night if we go down the mountain directly from the trail in the back mountain, if there is a village or Orion's hut nearby, or something that can let us spend the night." ”

"Okay, then be careful when you go up the tree, pay attention to the snow and ice." Wen Xueying, who also stood up and tied the belt back to her waist, said with concern from the bottom of her heart, and secretly rejoiced in her heart: "Yes, yes, it seems that my efforts just now are not a waste of effort, at least, although I can't be alone all night, but it's good to be able to help you go down the mountain or something together." ”

"I saw that there is a small village not far from the foot of the mountain, and we can go there and spend the night." Lu Shaoyun, who jumped down from the treetops and fell back to the ground while speaking, bent down to check Wen Xueying's swollen ankles, and then squatted down with his back to her and said, "Come up, I'll carry you, if we want to reach that village as soon as possible, we can't waste time on the road." ”

"Thank you...... Thank you! Wen Xueying, who was smiling happily, couldn't wait to pounce on Lu Shaoyun's back, and then after wrapping her arms around his neck and being carried by him, she happily leaned into his ear and said, "I thought that since you were so afraid of me, you shouldn't have carried me." Is the reason why you are doing this now is because you have been moved by my intentions in the recent past, and you like me a little bit? ”

"No, there is no such thing and no such intention. I'm just sticking to my own morality and my role as a guard, so I have to get you down the mountain as safely, smoothly and quickly as possible. ”

Lu Shaoyun, who turned his face slightly and avoided Wen Xueying's warm and humid breath on his ear, said seriously: "In this world, the only person in this world who makes me feel heavy on my back after I carry it is all a sense of belonging and happiness, only frost and cold. ”

"......" Wen Xueying, who was splashed with a scoop of cold water on her head, obediently retracted her neck and lay on Lu Shaoyun's back silently. After listening to the words that my brother brought back a few days ago, about Lu Shaoyun and Xia Shuanghan's lovers and it is difficult to become a family, Wen Xueying now really can't persuade Lu Shaoyun confidently to let him forget and give up Xia Shuanghan, who is also waiting to reunite with his sweetheart.

Shrouded in silence, the two walked into the village shortly after descending the mountain, accompanied by the sound of Lu Shaoyun's "creaking" footsteps on the snow.

Putting down Wen Xueying on her back, Lu Shaoyun, who was slightly cold, glanced at the farmhouse with warm lights not far away, and decided to go to the well next to the big tree at the entrance of the village to drink water, replenish some water a little, and then take Wen Xueying to find a farmhouse that looks a little more spacious to spend the night.

Picking up the bucket resting on the edge of the well and putting it down in the well, Lu Shaoyun, who was spinning the wheel, quickly washed his hands after carrying back the bucket, and drank a few sips of the well water happily. However, just as he stood up straight and raised his hand to wipe the water stains from the corners of his lips, a man who suddenly rushed out of the village suddenly ran up to him, grabbed him by the collar, and then shouted at him: "Who told you to drink this well water?" Can't drink it! Hurry up and spit it out for me! ”

"Frost?! How did you end up here? Through the not-so-bright lights shining from afar, Lu Shaoyun was a little dazed for a moment when he saw that the person who grabbed his collar and kept shaking him and screamed at him anxiously appeared in this village for some reason.

It wasn't until the anxious Xia Shuanghan quickly explained to him that typhoid fever had broken out in this village, that the well water must not be drunk, and that he had to induce vomiting immediately, that Lu Shaoyun finally reacted to what had happened to him.

Since he separated from Lu Shaoyun in Xiangmingju on December 15, Xia Shuanghan has been living quite well recently.

Now, she has been completely cured of her sensitivity to cold, and she can finally play snowball fights, build snowmen, and enjoy the snow in the winter as unscrupulously as she did when she was a child. And it was precisely because Xia Shuanghan liked snow so much that Princess Xie of Xiangyang suggested to her that if she wanted, she could go to Baixiang Mountain north of the capital to enjoy the snow.

The place of Baixiang Mountain, the summer frost and cold in the past and present lives have not been there, so when she arrived at the destination and looked at the vista after climbing to the top of the mountain, she was amazed by the open and magnificent scene in front of her, and she was really happy at first.

However, when the exclamation was over, Xia Shuanghan, who was standing on the top of the mountain and looking down, noticed that at the foot of the mountain, there were many sick and crooked villagers who were slowly moving in and out of the small village.

Facing the scene in front of him, he suddenly felt a lightning bolt explode in his mind, and at the same time, Xia Shuanghan, who was awakened by a certain memory of his previous life, quickly went down the mountain to ask a villager about the name of the village and the condition of several sick villagers, and determined that his incomplete memory was not wrong or biased.

Since most of the things about Lu Shaoyun in his memory have disappeared, so when he looks back on the past now, Xia Shuanghan can always think of more things that happened in his previous life that had little to do with them. And this village called Guanzhuang Village at the foot of Baixiang Mountain is involved in one of the things.

At the time of the handover of the Bingyin year and the Ding Mao year in the previous life, Guanzhuang Village at the foot of Baixiang Mountain had an outbreak of typhoid fever, which caused more than eighty percent of the villagers to die. Before the Bactria government noticed the outbreak and closed the villages, typhoid fever had already spread to the capital and spread to the slums in the north of the city.

Xia Shuanghan thinks that he is not the Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves the suffering, and he does not want to be a hero who saves the common people, but once the outbreak of the epidemic is not controlled and handled well, there will be more infected and victims. Therefore, considering that his family and friends living in Beijing, in order to prevent any of them from being infected with typhoid fever, it is impossible to sit idly by and let the summer frost and cold of the epidemic break out in advance.

"You said that at the end of the previous life, typhoid fever broke out in Guanzhuang Village at the foot of Baixiang Mountain? Can you be sure? "At dusk on the twenty-second day of December, Su Yixing, who had returned from duty under the Criminal Department, listened to Xia Shuanghan who carefully combed through his memories after dinner, and described the situation before and after the outbreak of the epidemic in his previous life. And in the face of such a life-threatening infectious disease, he naturally did not dare to take it lightly.

"This was true in previous lives, so I suspect it may be the same in this life." In the warm and quiet room, Xia Shuanghan, who had already left Baixiang Mountain in the afternoon and rushed back to Xiangyang Palace, said: "It's just that now, the situation has not been confirmed, so I plan to go to Guanzhuang Village with Dr. Shen tomorrow." ”

Since the time entered November, Shen Fanyi, who had completely cured the summer frost, had completed the agreement with Lu Shaoyun that he could leave Beijing freely and go anywhere he wanted to go to hang the pot to help the world. It's just that it is too difficult and difficult to go to Guanwai in winter, so Shen Fanyi, who temporarily dispelled the idea of leaving Beijing, is ready to wait until next spring when the flowers bloom before setting off.

"You're going too? You're not a doctor, and you don't know how to do medicine, what are you going to do? Su Yixing, who looked worried and concerned, stopped him by saying, "What if you accidentally catch typhoid fever?" I can't let you take that risk. ”

"No, don't worry, I have already confirmed with Dr. Shen today that typhoid fever is caused by food and water, and the disease is caused by the mouth and mouth. Therefore, as long as we enter the village and do not allow anything in the village to enter, we will not be infected. ”

After briefly appeasing Su Yixing, Xia Shuanghan said seriously: "Now, whether the disease that has broken out on a large scale in the village is typhoid fever or not, I want to find out as soon as possible." If not, that's great, but if it is, then the rest is up to you. ”

"I don't understand, you can leave this matter to someone else to do, why do you have to run it yourself? If you don't worry about others, then I will send Qinglan to accompany Dr. Shen to go with you, you should always be able to trust his ability, right? Even if he believed that Dr. Shen's explanation of the route of infection would not be false, Su Yixing was still unwilling to go to the village where typhoid fever was likely to have broken out.

"You also know that I'm an anxious person, and I always have to deal with the things I provoke as soon as possible, so I have nothing to do and wait for Qinglan to send me second-hand news, which is too much time, and I can't accept it. Therefore, I must go with Dr. Shen tomorrow to figure out the situation. ”

Xia Shuanghan, who showed a determined look in his eyes, said simply without vetoing: "Don't worry, tomorrow I will just go to ask for a definite result, once the situation is clear, you just let me continue to stay there, and I will not stay." ”

“...... Well, well. Su Yixing, who knew that his persuasion could not shake Xia Shuanghan's decision, finally chose to back down and compromise, "Then let's do it, tomorrow/I will arrange for Qinglan to go with you, once Dr. Shen is diagnosed over there, you will immediately ask Qinglan to bring me the news." The next things to deal with the government will be left to me. ”

"Okay, thank you, I know you're still very reliable when it's critical." Xia Shuanghan, who was smiling gratefully, raised his hand and patted Su Yixing's shoulder, and then walked out of the house to confirm whether the people were ready for tomorrow's trip.

In the early morning of the twenty-third day of December, Shen Fanyi, who was carrying a medicine box, and the two foreign doctors, including Dr. Qin, who belonged to the Xiangyang Palace, boarded the carriage prepared for them by Xia Shuanghan. And Xia Shuanghan, who was wrapped in a thick winter coat and put on a hat and hand guards, also turned over on the horseback with Li Qinglan, and then opened the road forward, leading the carriage behind him all the way to Guanzhuang Village, which was fifteen miles away. (To be continued.) )