Going north is not as easy as Yue Han thought. The long journey she remembered when she was young was very vague, and she only remembered the kind face of the old man. "Lancao, why don't we take a rest, look at your feet, they're all bleeding." Lan Cao looked down and saw that the flesh and blood on his feet were already blurred, he nodded, and walked to a shade with Yue Han. "It's so cold, you can't leave your feet exposed, they'll freeze."

In the barren mountains and mountains, there is not even a personal home, let alone a shop. Lancao looked around a little embarrassedly and smiled shyly. She tried to reach for it, but he dodged her. "I also studied medicine, don't be so afraid, it's okay." Those feet were covered with frostbite and cracks, and they were shocking.

"It hurts, doesn't it? Why didn't you tell me? Lancao shook her head, pursed her lips and wanted to laugh but didn't dare. But I don't have any herbs now, so you can't go any further. You like this, you go and let it take you, my shoes are not broken yet, let's take a break and find a village or a town to rest, okay? Oops, you nodded. ”

A big man actually wants to make a woman give in. Sitting on the back of the donkey, the blue grass blushed for a while, Yue Han is not deeply involved in the world, but he trusts him so much, and he is willing to give the donkey to himself. The two walked like this, and at dusk they found a small village, which obviously had little contact with the outside world, and the houses were extremely simple.

The population of the village is small, there is not a single abandoned house, and there is no hotel where you can stay. The two of them walked aimlessly around the village, and found that the villagers were very strange, each of them was doing their own thing, and did not communicate with anyone else. Even the old ladies who sewed things at the entrance of the village were the same, but when someone talked to them, it was as if they had suddenly come back to their senses, no different from normal people.

Yue Han looked at the blue grass, he got off the donkey, wrote "borrowing" on the ground with his hand, and went door to door to find someone to spend the night, Yue Han scratched his scalp and reluctantly went. The male head of this family is tall and handsome, and the female owner is petite and beautiful. These two people are like immortals in the sky, and the hostess took the lead in speaking: "The two of you came from afar, do you want to stay?" Yue Han nodded.

"Please come in." The man said, his voice was calm and elegant, his voice was thick, and it was particularly good. The two stayed in the side room, and the hostess came over and said with a little apology: "Two guests, we don't have the habit of having dinner here, but the firewood is in the east room, if you want to eat anything, just make it yourself." ”

When he arrived at the house, Yue Han asked, "Lancao, why don't they eat dinner, I see that they are all so thin and ugly." Lancao squatted on the ground and wrote "lack of rice": "Then our grain can cook for them." Lancao shook her head, "The two masters told us that we didn't eat dinner just to avoid accidents, and not to cause trouble. ”

The wound on his foot was faintly itchy during the fire, and the bluegrass clung to the sheet to prevent herself from scratching it. Yue Han looked at him really uncomfortable, so she took out the golden insect from her arms, it shrunk into a small ball, she shook it gently, it stretched its body, as if it had just woken up.

She put the worm on his feet, so frightened that the bluegrass almost flew on the spot. "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt you, it's kind." Lan Cao looked at the insect timidly, glanced at Yue Han again, and nodded reluctantly. The worm was on his feet, twisting from side to side, and began to gnaw at his chilblains.

The worm gnawed at him so painfully and itchyly that he was about to roll on the bed, but Yue Han grabbed him. He had no choice but to close his eyes and endure it, this pain lasted for an unknown amount of time, and he did not know when he fainted, and when he woke up, the rotten flesh on his feet had been eaten up.

"I put the baby away, you definitely can't go down to the ground now, you just rest here for a few days, okay?" Lancao nodded, there was only one bed in the room, and the two of them looked at each other, both of them were a little embarrassed, and finally Lancao slept on the east side, and Yue Han slept on the west side, with the golden insect in the middle.

Late at night, when the moon was shining, a man asked, "Do you really hate him so much?" "I don't know if I hate him, but how can he live so happily when he hurt me so badly?" "I'm asking you, do you want him dead?" The young man bowed his head and was silent, and the man's voice was even more seductive: "Is he really hurting you?" If yes, he deserves to die. "No, it's not him, let him go, I just don't want to see him anymore, now he's mute, so be it."

Overnight, the village became deserted and desolate, and the two woke up as if they were in a world apart. "Lancao, why is there a hole in our room all of a sudden?" Lancao looked up, isn't it, not to mention the big hole, even the room is full of dirt, how long has this been sleeping?

Move your neck, look at your ankles, the bloody hole on it is still there, last night was not a dream. Yue Han was also a little confused, which was a little unbelievable. He was about to roll over and get out of bed, but Yue Han stopped him: "Let me go, you are still injured." ”

The village was full of dust, as if the inhabitants had disappeared for a long time, and the people who were still doing their own things in silence yesterday disappeared without a trace overnight, and it was not like a robbery, and their little donkeys were still there. took out some dry food and went to the kitchen to prepare for cooking, but the firewood couldn't be lit, Yue Han took it out and saw that it was already moldy.

Yesterday's couple, she closed her eyes and thought hard, but she couldn't remember the two of them. When he got to the door, he pulled some weeds, burned them and then put firewood, heated some food, and served them to the bluegrass, but he was tired and bloodless, and it seemed that yesterday's chilblain had hurt him some vitality.

"Lancao, you know what, overnight the village was empty, and the houses were in tatters. Do you know what's going on? Lancao smiled and shook her head: "Abba Aba." "I've cooked for you, you can eat a little, there may be thieves here for a long time, but our donkeys have not been taken away, which is really wonderful."

After two days, Lancao's wound was basically healed, and Yue Han sewed an ugly shoe for him with some cotton and fabric. When the two men left the village, they found hundreds of skeletons at the north end of the village. "Who killed these people?" Yue Han was a little scared, and she tugged at Lan Cao's sleeve.

Lancao squatted down and wrote two words: "Mongolia"