Chapter 0032

Cloud City, Luan Mansion.

Luan Bu had been in a coma for more than ten days, and it had been seven days since Han Rui had healed him.

collapsed, Luan Bu was still lying prone like Han Rui in the coming days, except for the lower body temperature, there was no sign of improvement-Luan Bu never woke up at all.

Looking at Luan Bu's appearance, Han Rui should have felt guilty.

Ahem, originally.

In the past seven days, Han Rui has been under house arrest by Luan Yi in the firewood room!

Even now, with Luan Yi's permission, he came to visit the old immortal, his hands behind him were still tightly tied with hemp ropes, and behind him, the commander of the guards who had eaten the cell together was holding a knife and guarding.

"Brother, aren't you tired of staring at me so sleeplessly day and night?"

The Commander sneered, "Hey... The major general was worried that the lord's public security was in danger, and we were also acting on orders, which made the strong man smile..."

With a wry smile, Han Rui was speechless.

walked to the front of the step, silently looking at Luan Bu's back.

"Alas~ old guy, you said that your calf-like body and bones, with such a little injury, why can't you wake up?"

"You slept comfortably for a long time, but you made the master miserable..."

Luan Yi and his mother went outside the house, listening to Han Rui's self-talk, Luan's mother glared at Luan Yi fiercely.

"People saved your grandfather, look at you, you really don't understand any etiquette!"

Luan Yi only scratched his head and smirked in embarrassment, but he didn't mean to untie Han Rui at all.

The mother and son walked into the house, and Luan's mother bent her knees slightly and said a blessing: "Master, thank you son." โ€

Son?

Hey, that's a nice name!

wanted to wave his hand, but found that his hand was still tied, so Han Rui had to bend down slightly: "The old lady is polite." โ€

Seeing Han Rui's awkward posture, Luan's mother frowned and turned her head, and scolded softly: "Why don't you go and untie it quickly?" โ€

"I know all day long!"

Luan Yi wanted to say something, but seeing that his mother's eyebrows were already angry, he had to mumble behind Han Rui and untie the hemp rope tied to his wrist for him.

The hands that had been trapped for a long time were freed, and there was a tingling pain from the stiff arms, and Han Rui, who was in pain, bared his teeth and moved his arms carefully.

"I said, I rescued the old guy, and you still tied me up?"

"It's been so long!"

That day, after Han Rui treated Luan Bu's wounds, he wanted to say goodbye, but he was forced to stay by this kid, saying 'Grandfather's life and death are unpredictable, please rest for a while'...

Why are there people who are tied up in the firewood room to rest?

Luan's mother saluted again, claiming to be offended, and Han Rui didn't want to entangle him too much, and was about to give up.

Seeing Luan Yi righteously said: "Grandfather has not woken up, life and death are uncertain, according to the custom, doctors should wait at the patient's home and wait for him to get better before leaving." โ€

Ouch, I'm a tantrum!

"You're still ignoring you?"

"Master and your grandfather are friends and comrades-in-arms!"

"You're welcome, I can afford to call me Uncle Shi, do you understand the difference?"

A mouthful of saliva sprayed Luan Yi's face, and Han Rui walked out of the house unsatisfied, not forgetting to mutter: "The little fart doll is still sassy day by day..."

"Stop!"

Luan Yi stepped forward quickly and stopped in front of the door: "Grandfather hasn't woken up yet, you are not allowed to leave!" โ€

With a sudden, his anger rushed straight at Han Rui Tianling Gai'er, and Rao is Luan's mother was on the side, and he didn't care about the etiquette.

"Master, I'm leaving, what can you do with me?"

"I said, you can't get out of this courtyard."

Seeing Luan Yi's scoundrel appearance, Han Rui was completely angry.

"I'm X you XX, Lao Tzu didn't bother to come to heal the old man, you little X cub, you can freeze me in the firewood room for so long, and you still want me to be the watchdog of your Luan's firewood room?"

The two of them suddenly quarreled, and their words were passionate.

Luan's mother on the side was anxious, and it was difficult to persuade Han Rui, so she had to take her son's hand and persuade softly.

Luan Yi was stunned, biting Han Rui and not letting go, unable to listen to his mother's words at all.

"Yi'er!"

"Stop making trouble!"

With a loud shout, Fang stopped Luan Yi.

Luan's mother walked in front of Han Rui, her face full of shame: "The dog is young, and he has acted a little more out of his way, so please don't mind the son..."

Luan Yi, who had just quieted down, jumped up again: "Mother, why did I escape, he is obviously weak-hearted and wants to take the opportunity to escape!" โ€

"You still say!"

glared at Luan Yi viciously, and the old woman saluted Han Rui again: "The dog is rude." โ€

The monstrous anger quietly dissipated under the humble posture of the old woman, Han Rui did not return the gift, nor did he avoid the courtesy, nor did he help the old woman up...

When the forehand was at a loss, a weak voice came from the room: "Water..."

"I want to drink water..."

The crowd was struck by lightning and froze in place.

"Ahem... Water..."

Luan's mother reacted first, walked quickly to the collapse and knelt down: "Father is awake?" โ€

Immediately he cried and laughed: "Father finally woke up." โ€

Luan Yi also stepped forward quickly and carefully stroked Luan Bu's arm: "Grandfather, grandfather, are you okay?" โ€

"I'm worried about my grandson!"

As he spoke, the tears couldn't stop flowing, and he hugged Luan Bu's arm and cried.

"Crybaby, slug!"

Han Rui was sarcastic on the side, but his ruddy eyes completely betrayed his heart.

In the previous life, the old father died early, and the old mother worked hard to bring up Han Rui, and the mother and son endured all the hardships and tasted the warmth and coldness of human affection.

Looking at the scene of the family being healthy in front of him, a ray of sunshine shone into Han Rui's heart, and the warmth spread to his whole body, making him unable to extricate himself, and watched with envy on the side.

"Ahem, ahem..."

Luan Bu's increasingly heavy cough woke up the mother and son, who were immersed in joy, and frightened them to hurry to check Luan Bu's wounds.

Carefully unwrap the bandage, although the wound has not healed, the golden medicine has already exerted its medicinal effect, forming a long scab on top of the wound.

Isn't that all right?

The two of them were in a hurry, and were about to go to the doctor to check, when Luan Bu's voice sounded again, and the decibel was slightly higher than before.

"Ahem... You guys... If you want to die of thirst, you can't do it..."

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The news of General Luan's recovery from his injuries spread throughout Cloud City within a day.

There was a sudden rush of traffic in front of Luan's mansion, and the officials and squires in the clouds gathered here, shouting to visit Luan Bu.

Annoyed by these vultures who had never met at all, but had to see them, Luan Bu had no choice but to say to the outside world: Seriously injured and recovering, it is inconvenient to see guests, please come to the door on another day.

The big guy originally just wanted to brush his face in front of Luan Bu, but when he saw this situation, he said goodbye and left, and before leaving, he didn't forget to say 'I will come to visit in the future'.

The high-ranking officials and dignitaries were pushed away, but the people at the bottom were not easy to drive away.

Every day, there are poor people who spontaneously gather into dozens or hundreds of teams, bringing chickens, ducks, fish, meat, eggs, rice and noodles to visit Luanbu.

For the people in the clouds, there are only two major events in their lives.

Plenty of rain during spring ploughing; A reliable county guard at the time of the Xiongnu invasion.

At the beginning of the Han Dynasty, the world was initially decided, and the Huns came to the clouds to fight the grass valley every three or five days, and those dark years were deeply engraved in the depths of the blood of the people in the clouds.

Later, they had their first patron saint: Wei Shang.

With Wei Shang in charge, the people in the clouds can finally sleep with peace of mind and farm the land steadily, without worrying about when the border wall will be broken by the Huns and their homes will be destroyed.

After more than 20 years of peaceful life, the guardian saint has not survived the erosion of time.

Wei Shang died, and the people in Yunzhong, who had lost their backbone, suddenly lost their sense of security, and they didn't know what to do in the future.

Just when the Huns almost captured Yunzhong again after more than 30 years, Luan Bu appeared.

It was he who led the soldiers to fight to the death and did not retreat, and tried his best to protect the safety of this cloud city that had nothing to do with him.

Just when everyone was excited about the appearance of the new Patronus, the bad news came: Luan Bu was seriously injured in the assassination and was about to die.

Living in the land of the border walls for generations, the people in the clouds have not had time to grieve since they were born, and this time is no different.

The resentful people in the clouds launched an all-out campaign to find out the gang of bandits who assassinated Luan Bu!

It's a pity that he couldn't catch the leader, so he was left behind.

After getting the news of Luan Bu's recovery, the people in the clouds cried with joy and celebrated!

Later, there was a team in front of him, a visiting team to express his love to Luan Bu.

In the backyard, Luan Bu walked out of the bedroom with the help of his grandson according to Han Rui's 'doctor's instructions, and came to the courtyard to bask in the sun, moving his muscles and bones by the way.

Walking slowly to the courtyard and carefully sitting on the stone bench, Luan Bu raised his head, looked at the scorching sun in the sky, and squinted his eyes slightly.

"It's winter and November, why is it still so sunny?"

The sky is pitiful, the wound can't be cleaned up without touching the water, and the process of long-term closure is extremely itchy, but I can't scratch it.

Coupled with the strange warming of the temperature in the past few days, it makes people sweat on their backs, and Luan Bu complains bitterly.

Fortunately, the wound has already healed, otherwise, sweat alone may re-infect the wound.

Muttering and lowering his head, he saw Han Rui sitting under the tree, hitting something with a stone hammer.

Just as he was about to ask a question, a hearty laugh came through, and the voice came before the person arrived: "I heard that the old general was injured and collapsed, and the younger generation was very happy!" โ€

Following the prestige, he did not hesitate to drink vigorously and walked into the courtyard.

walked to Luan Buqian, handed the gift box in his hand to his subordinates, and bowed: "I am busy with official business, and I can't visit early, so the old general is not strange." โ€

Luan Bu smiled slightly: "The angel is coming, and the humble house is shining, how can you blame it?" โ€

Zhi Budo got up, sat on the stone bench opposite Luan Bu, and condoled with Luan's parents.

"This cowardice must be a corrupt official, and he still has the kung fu to put on an official tone here."

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Han Rui took off his coat, leaving only an inner lining on his body.

Glancing at the roughly formed piece of iron in his hand, he sat back down under the tree and continued to beat.

If there is a second traverser who happens to see the object in Han Rui's hand here, he will definitely be surprised that there was such a thing before the Western Yuan!

For Han Rui, this inconspicuous little piece of iron in his hand will be his first tool to survive in this world.

"If you present this thing to the emperor, I don't know how much silver you can exchange for..."

With YY in mind, Han Rui's movement of swinging the stone hammer became lighter and lighter.