The drizzle fell silently, the sky and the earth were gloomy and gloomy, and the distant mountains were hazy in the mist.

They supported each other and staggered towards the village not far away, which was covered with fruit trees, most of which were sparse at this time, except for a few early plum blossoms □□ budding. The village's dark tile walls and dilapidated wine flags are hidden behind the orchard.

The village had apparently been looted - or at least forcibly expropriated for food and money, and the homes were closed and barely walked.

Erlang first helped Ruyi to the trees beside the road and sat down against a piece of bluestone. The bluestone blocks the wind, and it is better than nothing to shelter some of the cold.

He said, "Bear with me, I'm going to □□ the arrow." ”

Ruyi was almost unconscious, and only nodded when he heard the sound.

Jiro tried to tear her shirt on her back, but the fabric was stained with water and blood, and it became more and more flexible, and he couldn't tear it. Ruyi pointed to the short knife on his waist.

Jiro cut her shoulder with a short knife, and saw a blur of flesh and blood, and the arrow seemed to have sunk into the flesh. He couldn't help but tense up, and after a pause, he grasped the shaft of the arrow.

said, "Sister, I have something to say-"

Ruyi couldn't help but listen intently, and Erlang pulled out the arrow with great force at this moment. Ruyi couldn't help but snort, and the pain was so painful that she almost fainted.

After a few moments, he gathered his strength and asked, "...... □□ it? ”

Erlang's voice was hoarse, and then he said, "...... The arrows were left inside. ”

Ruyi wanted to comfort him - the muscles clenched tightly after the arrow, and it was not easy to □□ in the first place, which must be no wonder Erlang. Just find the doctor and cut the wound and gouge out the arrow. However, she was so painful that she couldn't speak, so she could only say concisely, "Find Aunt Zhai first." ”

They entered the village and knocked on the door of a house.

An old woman opened a gap for them on guard, and when she saw a pair of young men and women who were so white and beautiful that they were almost dazzling, their guards relaxed a little. Seeing that they were covered in mud and blood, I couldn't help but hesitate. Erlang hurriedly called "Auntie", and the woman paused in her hand, and she couldn't bear to turn him away.

Only then did Erlang say, "We are here to find relatives." The mother-in-law's surname is Zhai, and she worked as a nurse in a rich family in her early years, and later the girl of that family entered the palace and became the imperial concubine. My mother-in-law has a nephew who lives in Hengpi, does my aunt know where the family lives? ”

When he saw the woman looking at Ruyi, he softened his voice and pleaded, "We met thieves on the way, and my sister was injured. Auntie help us......"

He was born on a high pitch and had never spoken to anyone in such a weak voice, or even that he had not begged anyone since he was a child—but his current situation made him quickly lose his own lessons.

The woman hesitated before she said, "There is a vermilion lacquer door in seven or eight houses going inside, and the woman's surname is Qian, and it seems that she has relatives in the palace." You go and ask if it'......."

Before Jiro could ask again, the woman had already locked the door without saying anything.

Ruyi has become increasingly difficult to stay awake.

When she found the vermilion lacquer door that the woman had said, she finally couldn't grasp the placket of Erlang's clothes and slid down. Erlang hurriedly hugged her and called, "Sister." Ruyi only leaned weakly on his sleeve and shook his head hastily. She was breathing so rapidly that she couldn't even say a word. only subconsciously curled up, and the whole person was trembling. Half of his face was gone.

Erlang could only hold her, lean into his arms, and hurriedly slam the door.

He had heard men and women complaining and scolding, but when he knocked on the door, there was silence. He called, "Aunt Zhai." ”

Sure enough, as soon as he screamed, he heard footsteps inside. After a while, someone picked the latch and squeaked the door open. A woman in her fifties peeked out from behind the door.

This family is obviously more prosperous than the side family, so the gate □□ yard was particularly completely smashed. Across the courtyard, a tall and thin young man of seventeen or eighteen years old leaned against the door, half-squinted his eyes and raised his head to this side, muttering, "I was told to let me enter Beijing-" However, when he saw Ruyi's words, he choked up, and only craned his neck to look at her for a while.

The woman also squinted at the person, her eyes fixed on Erlang's face, full of suspicion. It may not be obvious whether a person is good or bad, but it is very easy to tell whether it is malicious or good. There was a suspicious malice in the woman's eyes—she weighed more than whether Jiro would pose a threat to her. The malice is subtle but revealing its nature, so that Erlang should have disgust and alienation in his heart.

His heart was already cold, but at this moment he had no choice but to say, "Let's come to find Aunt Zhai." ”

"Who are you?"

But it was the young man inside who spoke first, "Since you know Granny Zhai, of course she is a relative." If you have something to say, let's ask later, didn't you see that people were hurt? Come in first-"

Even if the young man wanted to step forward to help Ruyi, Erlang only quietly separated him and asked, "Where is Aunt Zhai?" ”

The woman hesitated, "My aunt has gone to the town, and we are the only two of us in the house. Fu opened the door again, and said, "Come in—" Seeing that Erlang did not move, he said again, "I have rough medical skills, you help her in, and I will take a look for her." Then he reprimanded the young man, "What are you doing here, you have no eyesight!" Go to the hot water and get some clean linen. ”

The young man refused at first, she gave a look, and then he was about to fight, and he looked back three times in a stupid way.

The woman looked at Erlang with some apologies, "Help her in." ”

Qian brought Ruyi into the house.

There was a brazier lit in the house, but the fire was not strong, and it didn't feel warm. She ached for a moment, but she took the charcoal and threw a few pieces into it. This helped Ruyi take off her wet clothes.

Xu was afraid of pulling Ruyi's wound, so she took it off quite slowly.

Erlang waited outside through a layer of tent, and when he saw that she was only staring at the wound, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

But when he heard a "squeak", the young man brought hot water and linen into the house, and when he saw Qian and Ruyi in the tent, he wanted to bring the water in.

Jiro was extremely annoyed, but he couldn't attack, so he only stepped forward to take the hot water and sackcloth, and stopped him. The young man's neck stretched several times, but he blocked it, and he couldn't help but think that he was in the way, and his eyes showed some fierce color. The young man had a bearded face, eagle nose and wolf eyes, and a rough appearance, and once his eyes showed a fierce light, it also aroused the hatred in Erlang's heart.

"What are you doing! Go and fetch the green sac -- the one with the needle and stone knife in it. Qian finally sensed the atmosphere outside, and returned to his senses.

Then the young man turned around and left.

Qian scrubbed Ruyi clean, changed into cotton clothes, and then asked Erlang again, "She's yours?" ”

Erlang said, "Sister." ”

Qian paused and said, "It's not a big deal, it's just that the arrow on the shoulder has to be taken out." ”

The young man took the green bag and came in, and the Qian family ordered Erlang to go into the tent to support Ruyi. The young man stretched out his head again, and Qian sent him again, saying, "You go and boil some ginger soup, she is a little cold." ”

The young man had no choice but to turn around and go out again.

Qian took a short knife and roasted it on the brazier.

Erlang was holding Ruyi in the tent.

Ruyi's cotton coat was only half worn, revealing his right shoulder. Erlang saw that there were red stains on her shoulders, thinking it was blood, so he hurriedly checked it, but it was a lifelike butterfly birthmark. Her shoulders rose and fell with the rapid breathing, and the butterfly birthmark on her shoulder seemed to flutter its wings. Jiro was also seeing it for the first time, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Fu saw the blurred wound behind Ruyi's shoulder blade, and immediately left the birthmark behind.

Qian disposed of the knives and scissors, re-entered the account, and said to Erlang, "Circle her, let her move." ”

Jiro was aware of the overstepping ceremony, but in a hurry, he held Ruyi's shoulder.

Qian's technique was very skillful, only slightly breaking the wound, and the tip of the dagger poked in to carefully gouge out the arrow.

However, when the arrow was pulled out, the blood gushed out like a spring. After the dressing and stitching were completed, half of the cotton clothes were all dyed. Ruyi fell asleep silently, and there was no longer half of the strength.

Jiro stayed by Ruyi's bedside.

Qian quietly pushed the door out, but was bumping into the young man who came to deliver ginger soup. He looked and wanted to enter the house, but was pushed out by Qian's force.

He couldn't help scolding, Qian Shi hurriedly covered his mouth, and said, "Do you still want to be prosperous and rich?" ”

Their voices were very low, but Jiro was tense, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but force himself to wake up from his fatigue again. He took out the short knife that Ruyi had given him, and quietly got up and followed.