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Why are you lying on the grass with nothing to do, he?

It's okay to wear a weird fur jacket, why is he??

Why is he so burly, he!!

It made her think he was a bear, so she panicked and poked the javelin directly. Fortunately, he can also fight, and as soon as his weapon is raised, he "dang" blocked her gun. Otherwise, what will be the consequences if you poke it out...... How much money does she have to pay him!

After receiving Manshu's shot, the strange man grinned and seemed to be very uncomfortable.

Strange, does she have so much strength, Manshu shrugged his eyebrows, weighed the pros and cons, and decided to ignore him, turn around and leave.

"Strange" and "dangerous" are hooked up every time. She walked away cleaner.

"Little brother, little brother!" He smiled and called out to her, "Please stay." What's your last name? What are you doing here? ”

Manshu stopped and turned, and without answering, he took a good look at him from head to toe. He smiled wryly and opened his arms a little. There's a lot of blood on the front. If it's all his own. It's a miracle that he can still talk and smile wryly.

"I wonder if there's any medicine? Or water? He pleaded with Manjush.

His lips were indeed dry, chapped and white. Manshu looked away from his mouth and asked instead of answering, "How did you get hurt?" ”

When asked about the wounded man's predicament, he couldn't answer, but with difficulty he put his hand into his arms and groped for a piece of silver: "Please save my life." After a pause, "I won't bother you." You take me to safety and bandage me. You don't have to worry about the rest. I wouldn't say I've seen you. ”

The blood stains on his front garment were still expanding. He had to stop a few times when he said a word, and his voice became softer and softer, indicating that his physical strength was severely exhausted. If you continue like this, you will die.

In Zhide Village, everyone only uses copper coins. Silver, a precious metal, is enough to tempt Satsuki to use a beautiful man. This injured man handed over a large amount of silver so easily.

Manshu said with a straight face: "Give me the silver, and I'll give you the wound medicine, okay?" ”

The injured man said, "Okay." So he gave the money to Manshu.

Manshu still had a stiff face: "Do you know that I can take the money and run, let you die here, it won't even affect me, and I won't admit to seeing you at all?" ”

The injured man was stunned. Manshu couldn't hold back anymore, smiled, and when she saw the injured man staring at her, she pulled her face down in embarrassment: "What are you doing?" ”

The injured man staggered his gaze and shook his head slightly.

He didn't say that the smile of the young man in rough clothes just now made him feel ...... It was as if the grasslands were all lit up.

Manshu untied the water tank he had brought with him and handed it to him. As soon as he moistened his lips, she had already retrieved the water tank, and at the same time opened his robe, and saw the muscular chest, and the shocking wound on the chest, the blood still oozing out. She barely managed to calm her mind, so she plucked a few herbs to stop bleeding, chewed them, mixed them with mud with the water from her own water canteen, applied them to the wound, and took a knife and cut his own robe into strips, and used it as a bandage, and tied it tightly.

The injured man stared at Manshu's water tank the whole time, eager to drink more.

"After losing too much blood, you can't drink more water. Damn! Manshu scolded softly.

That creates a difference in hydraulic pressure inside and outside the cells, which worsens the condition of the wounded.

There is no biological cytology in Silingzhou, and the injured man understands this truth in the practice of the army. He said, "I don't drink, just look at the ......" and the words changed, "Little brother, how do you know?" ”

Does this fall within the knowledge of a country boy?

Manshu didn't answer. She is single and bored in modern society, and she has no other hobbies, so it is not a shameful thing to broadcast programs like discovery and say it. Don't mention it.

She tried to help the wounded man to his feet.

Although his chest and shoulders were muscular, when it came to his waist, they were firm and thin. Shoulder-to-waist, it's a beautiful inverted triangle.

Manshu had to think more about his blood to suppress Qisi.

She asked the injured man, "Can you still stand?" ”

She didn't have enough strength to carry him. It's always too dangerous for him to stay here. The injured man knew that it was not a question of whether he could stand up, but that he had to stand up. So he held Manshu's shoulders and tried to struggle to stand up, but his fingers touched Manshu's neck, but his first reaction was to retract.

The young man's neck was unexpectedly soft and delicate.

He moved his fingertips a little, pressed Manshu's shoulder, touched the rough village homespun cloth, and calmed down: "I'll go by myself?" ”

The young man's shoulders were too thin, and he didn't dare to put all his weight on them.

"You'd better go by yourself!" Manshu gritted his teeth and propped him up, and said viciously between his teeth.

The injured man tugged at the corners of his mouth and tried to shift his weight back to his lap. The next thing was very strange, he thought why all the stars in the sky flew to the earth? Before he could figure it out, he lost consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw the stars again. This time it was a real star, scattered and scattered, and in the middle of the night sky, I took the time to squeeze my eyebrows, and slowly and step by step retreated. The wounded man raised his head with difficulty, but saw that the strange and kind pair of shoulders had a straw rope on it, and pulled him forward with force. It's thin, but it's so reliable. He lay on a straw mat and slid forward little by little. Ahead, the hut is in sight.

There are many wind chimes hanging next to the hut, some of them are white, some are yellow-brown, and when the wind blows, they make a pleasant sound.

The wounded man thinks it's beautiful. He asked, "Little brother, what are your customs here?" The voice was so weak that it startled him.

Manshu said, "No. "The voice came out between the teeth.

The injured man thought, how can he be vicious? On second thought, people must be too tired to chat. He shut up in amusement.

But a little further, the injured man saw the appearance of those wind chimes clearly, and had to gasp.

They were all bones, wolf heads, roe deer legs, and so on, and they were washed cleanly, and the wind blew them dry, and they were rattled with their fingers. The years are dyed morning and evening, and some of them have revealed a jade-like luster.

"This ...... What is the custom? The injured man asked in surprise.

As a man who has just woken up from his dying state, he is really too curious! Manshu still squeezed three words out of his teeth and counted as an answer: "I am happy!" ”

She lowered the rope and moved her sore shoulder. It's already at the door.

Opening the door, the wind caused the wolf skull on the door frame to move slightly, hitting the wall stone with a subtle click. There is a hole in the forehead of the skull, which is a mark of removing the long horn.

This was the first horned wolf that Manshu had killed.

At that time, no one warned her that there would be wolves in the meadow. Especially when the rich man Zhang herded sheep and grazed in the field.

No one cares if she will be eaten by wolves. Although Zhu Gazi is a waste of firewood, it has been difficult to summon fire spirits since he was a child, but he has brute strength and has never been afraid of wild beasts, everyone knows it.

In fact, even if the pig was really bitten to death by the wolf, everyone didn't really care, at most it was used as a talking point after dinner: "Do you know? That who was bitten to death. "Ahh A vague sigh accompanied by pickles spitting out between his teeth.

Manshu found that if she didn't save herself, she would just be eaten. Her story is over, and it doesn't stir up a ripple.

Only she cares about herself.

Only she fought bravely and saved herself. With a bit of experience and luck in mowing the grass, she killed the wolf. When the rich man heard about it, he was very happy and bought the wolf's horn and wolf skin. Manshu added a wolf meat to himself, and the bones were reluctant to be lost, as trophies, washed and hung up. Originally, I wanted to be like in the western castle, hanging a deer's head above the fireplace, beautiful and magnificent, but after hanging it, I found that it was indescribably weird, but it was also beneficial, and people walked around her small house.

Manshu thought about it, he was still a little far from the original pig, and he didn't want to be found flawed, so it was good to ask people to stay away. So she hung more and more bones. Until now, it's spectacular.

These ins and outs don't need to be told to the injured man. Why? He's just a stranger. She relented for a moment and rescued him. In fact, he has nothing to do with her.

The injured man peeked at Manshu, but still felt that the "little brother's" face was a little too stinky.

Manshu took the wound medicine prepared in the house, re-examined his wound, and couldn't help asking, "Who are you?" ”

The injured man was stunned.

"I'm still calling his name when I passed out!" Manshu swore that he didn't mean to show the wounded his face. But God knows! I saw a man who fainted when he said he was dizzy, and I didn't know if he would die, his lips were so dry and ugly, and he insisted on muttering "Fu, Fu...... in a coma, which made people wonder if their chest was tight!

"Oh, Commander Fu." The injured man said reverently, "It's our military god of Fengling State...... I'm from Fengchen's family, little brother, fortunately. ”

He is from Fengling State, a military family, Chen.

The Chen family once produced a heaven-level spirit saint, which was Si Ling Heavenly Maiden. "She caught the net and cried!" The wounded man said proudly.