Chapter Eighty-Four: Clear Water and Steamed Buns with Beef Soup and Noodles and Steamed Buns

Lin Ji slept comfortably this night, the warm current flowing in his body, repairing his depleted source of life, and at the same time correcting the wrong signs of development in his body, and those potentials that had been forcibly stimulated were appeased back. This is a very pure dormancy, like a fault line in life, time that has been quietly erased.

Wake up again, like a new life.

When Lin Ji opened his eyes again, he moved his hands and feet in disbelief, while greedily breathing in a familiar breath of air with a strong smell of medicine. What he saw was a plain patch, and the long siege had caused all the white cloth in Lanting City to run out, so he had to use some clean, undyed cloth to bandage the wounded.

Lin Ji wanted to raise his head, but this was far more difficult than moving his hands and feet, although he was well rested, and his mind was clear when he just woke up, but this did not mean that his physical strength had also gained enough time, although the sequelae left by muscle overload were eliminated by Xu Lingling, but the pain could not be replaced.

It seems that he is still alive, Lin Ji doesn't like this feeling very much, he is a military general under Zhao Fu, but at this moment, he is difficult to even control his own body. In Zhao Fu's words, it is "this is not a man".

Lin Ji was also used to seeing the white tent, he twisted his neck and looked around, only to find that it was not only himself who was lying down, but also those familiar comrades-in-arms...... Something suddenly occurred to him. Lin Ji didn't care about the sharp pain that would be caused by his body at any time, he turned his body violently to move.

"Ahh But that didn't stop Lin Ji from moving forward, and he crawled towards the nearest other bed.

"Commander Lin!" A soldier guarding was startled by Lin Ji's shout, and hurriedly trotted in, he naturally recognized Lin Ji, and when he saw Lin Ji under the bed, he was also taken aback, and hurriedly rushed over to help Lin Ji to bed.

"Help me... Past! Lin Ji's eyes kept looking at the person lying on the bed, and never looked away.

The soldier who came in for some reason, just did as Lin Ji said.

Lin Ji's trembling hand reached out to the man's nose, and it was a warm, peaceful breath.

"Not dead, not dead...... Hahaha not dead! Lin Ji suddenly burst out laughing, and then he helped the man pull the quilt on his body.

Lin Ji did not choose to go back to the bed and continue to lie down, but leaned on his bed with his upper body and asked the soldier, "How long have I been sleeping?" ”

"It's been a day and a night." The soldier replied truthfully, and at the same time praised: "The doctor said that you have the best physique to sleep for three days, Commander Lin is really powerful!" ”

It's been a day and a night, Lin Ji is a little afraid that he has slept unconscious for a day, and he continues to ask: "Who is in charge of the city now?" Is the Warden back? ”

"The garrison is still on the way, and it will take a few more hours. Now in the city lord's mansion, Feng and Xia are still in charge...... Master Ma, died in battle......" The soldier was still very sad when he mentioned Ma Xiong, but Lin Ji was also a general at the level of the imperial commander, and he couldn't hide it.

Lin Ji leaned on the bed and quietly listened to the soldier's story about Ma Xiong until he died in battle.

"Master Ma, he's worked hard, he should be sleeping soundly now......" Lin Ji thought for a while, but he smiled slightly after hearing this, and said so.

It's not a story that's too sad, it's just the story of the people around you. The three commanders of Lanting City grew up with them, and Ma Xiong was the one who had the most contact with them, and it was Ma Xiong who had been training since his first day as a soldier. Lin Ji also remembered very well that when they made mistakes in training, Ma Xiong liked to punish them heavily, and several times he alerted Feng Yu to intercede, and when he was still a recruit, he didn't know how many people cursed Ma Xiong to die early...... It's just that the three commanders of Lan Ting, Xia Yingyang has been hiding in a mysterious place to drink, Feng Yu has always been in charge of the City Lord's Mansion, and only Ma Xiong will accompany them.

Lin Ji didn't say anything more, because Ma Xiong slept soundly.

Under the careful support of the soldier, Lin Ji endured the pain all over his body and confirmed the survival status of each subordinate in the camp step by step, and found that everyone's breathing was very even, and they were slowly recovering. When he heard that there were still brothers in other camps, Lin Ji raised his foot and staggered, and was hurriedly supported by the soldiers waiting aside. The soldier didn't dare to offend Lin Ji and didn't dare to let Lin Ji, who had not yet recovered, run around like this, and finally let Lin Ji take a step back under his repeated persuasion, recover his strength first, and then visit them.

"Is there anything to eat? Bring me something to eat. Lin Ji added: "Just clean water and steamed buns." ”

Commander Lin of the Iron Arm Army wanted to eat, where did the soldier dare to slack off, he asked for clear water steamed buns, but what he sent was horse meat with sauce, hot beef soup and noodle buns, and a glass of wine, it is estimated that he didn't dare not give it, and he didn't dare to give too much, so he only had one glass.

Lin Ji was helpless, but these are better than Qingshui steamed buns, he grabbed a dough bun and bit "a big bite" regardless of the image, and even the mouth muscles failed to fully recover, contrary to the instructions given by the brain, leaving only a small cute tooth mark. Lin Ji shook his head, if this tooth mark was seen by acquaintances, he would really be laughed to death, he thought, he was going to break the noodles and steamed buns and soak them in the beef soup to eat together, but found that he was really powerless now. He looked at the soldier beside him embarrassedly.

Fortunately, the soldier's mind was still flexible, and he immediately understood, and took the steamed bun and helped break it on the side.

Lin Ji's physical strength was not fully recovered, but the amount of food did not decrease, unlike his shy request for "clear water steamed buns", the horse meat was eaten one dish after another, and two pots of beef soup were drunk, and the soldiers on the side were about to cramp when they broke the steamed buns there.

"Eat together, eat together." Lin Ji was drinking the third pot of beef soup, and he noticed that the soldier was also tired, so he took a small bowl and filled a bowl of soup for the soldier who had been serving him.

"Don't dare...... Thank you, Commander......" The soldier pushed back at first, but then changed his words immediately after being glared at by Lin Ji. This time, it was Lin Ji's turn to help him break a bun, which moved him to tears.

"That's right, how is Lanting City now, you tell me." Lin Ji began to break the second bun, and he already had some strength.

Facing the second steamed bun, Lin Ji and the soldier were very embarrassed, the bowl of beef soup had not yet been drunk, Lin Ji was wondering if he was helping him break one, after all, people had broken so much for him, and the soldier was begging not to give himself again......

"On that day, the people of the Holy Sect retreated, and Commander Xia took us back to the City Lord's Mansion, and then saw the leader of the Sect who fell to the ground......"

The soldier drank the soup with his head down, and his face was almost attached to the soup bowl, so that Lin Ji could not find a crack to stuff into the broken dough bun, so he threw it into his soup bowl with satisfaction.

The soldier told Lin Ji what had happened after Lin Ji fell asleep. That day, Xia Yingyang was still leading people to do the loss-making business of "killing one is not a loss, killing two is a profit", but unexpectedly, the Holy Sect suddenly recalled all the scattered Templars, and Siboro once again sounded the clarion call for a great retreat. Xia Yingyang also thought that the Holy Sect was doing something at first, but he was more vigilant, but he didn't expect that this time the Holy Sect really retreated...... He was one step behind Xu Lingling, only to see corpses all over the ground and the Iron Arm Army that had collectively fallen into deep dormancy.

Lin Ji nodded, it should be like this, it's just ...... He still doesn't understand why he survived, how did everyone survive?

Lin Ji's head hurt a little, as if his memory had been missing for more than a day, and he desperately recalled that he seemed to see something in the end.

White clouds?

White clouds.

White clouds?

Or Baiyun......

White...... Clothing?

Who is it?

The soldier continued, and later a resident reported that there was a Holy Maiden in the city......

The gossip was always the quickest and best to attract attention, and the soldier couldn't wait to praise the beautiful face of the legendary saint, even if he had never even seen anyone.

The soldier continued, but I heard that the Holy Maiden of the Holy Sect seems to have saved many people, so the City Lord's Mansion has not made a decision now, and is now waiting for the trial in the city square.

Saint? Lin Ji's seemingly broken brain was reconnected.

Vaguely, he seemed to have heard such a sentence.

"Now a saint"?

Lin Ji remembered that someone dragged his head and life that was about to fall to the ground, and at the last glance, he saw a very beautiful girl......

Probably beautiful, even though she still wears a veil.