Ran Fei opened his heavy eyelids, and the originally blurred vision slowly became clear, and the first thing that caught his eye was a strong man, that is, Zhang Dali.

"Where am I?" Ran Fei asked with difficulty.

"You fell into the river, and I rescued you." Zhang Dali replied expressionlessly.

"Ahem!" Ran Fei coughed twice, wanted to get up and hugged his fists to say thanks, but he felt pain all over his body just as he was about to get up, and lay down again, Zhang Dali's attention at this time was completely focused on the dagger on his waist, and he didn't care about Ran Fei's feelings at all.

Ran Fei had no choice but to lie on the layer of grass that Zhang Dali pounced on, covered his chest with his right hand, and gasped and thanked: "Thank you for the life-saving grace of the strong man, if it is inconvenient to get up below, I will not give a salute." ”

Ran Fei had seen the appearance of those ancients on TV being rescued and thanked for their gifts, and wanted to get up to give salutes, but his body was weak and he couldn't get up. But looking at Zhang Dali's expression, he didn't answer, his attention didn't seem to be on himself, and Ran Fei didn't say much, so he shut up and closed his eyes to rest.

Zhang Dali saw that he didn't have any malicious actions, and thought that he shouldn't be a wicked person, so he let down his vigilance and said, "You wait, I'll go and get you a bowl of porridge." ”

When Ran Fei opened his eyes, he felt hungry, but at this time, he was powerless, and he was embarrassed to ask others what he wanted to eat, so he didn't mention it, but he didn't expect that this rough man looked rough, but he was a careful person, knowing that he was hungry, he couldn't help but be moved in his heart, thinking that if he had the opportunity in the future, he would definitely repay his kindness.

It didn't take long for Zhang Dali to bring a bowl of white porridge, and then carefully helped Ran Fei up, let him sit on the grass, and handed him the porridge.

Zhang Dali saw that he drank porridge so gently, he didn't look like a soldier at all, and thought that the people who usually wore swords were officers, so he thought that he should be an officer from a doctor's background, so he asked casually: "Seeing that you know etiquette, you shouldn't be an ordinary soldier." ”

When Ran Fei heard this, he couldn't help but be startled, don't say that he is not a soldier, and even his current body is not himself, so how can he say to him, if he is vague, will this guy think that I am a thief pretending to be a soldier again, and then drive me out?

Zhang Dali saw that Ran Fei didn't answer, and he looked a little weak-hearted, he couldn't help frowning, looking at him seriously, Ran Fei slowly drank the white porridge, wiped his mouth and replied: "In Xiamocheng, I was ordered by the king of Qi to join the army, because my father was a teacher and knew some words, so he was named a captain, and we were defeated, I was knocked unconscious, and I woke up in the middle of the night, because I was afraid of being caught by the army of Yan State, I took off my armor, and then because it was night, I couldn't see the ground clearly and fell into the river. ”

Ran Fei majored in Chinese language in college, so he knew the ancient truth that "the punishment is not a doctor, and the courtesy is not a courtesy", and ordinary people do not know how to read, let alone understand etiquette.

After listening to it, Zhang Dali muttered in his heart, "The accent he speaks is the accent of our Qi country, and the experience he says is almost the same as his own analysis, looking at his knowledgeable appearance, he should not be a bad person." Zhang Dali completely relieved his heart and asked, "Do you still feel uncomfortable now?" “

"I'm still a little dizzy."

"Then you can rest well, and I won't bother you."

"Thank you!"

"Hmm!" Zhang Dali helped Ran Fei to lie down, and then was about to leave the firewood room, but was stopped by Ran Fei.

"Engong, in Xia Ranfei, can Engong tell me his name, if he has the opportunity in the future, he will be grateful."

Zhang Dali smiled and showed his white teeth, and said with a smile: "Thank you for it, I just watched you float on the water, I can't bear to see you freeze to death, it's just a casual effort, as for the name, my name is Zhang Dali, you can call me Dali." “

"Hmmm! Okay, thank you Brother Mighty for saving your life. Ran Fei wanted to get up again and hug his fists to thank him, but he was held down vigorously: "You are still too weak, so you don't need to give a salute, I just remember your heart." “

"Hmm!" When Ran Fei heard this, his heart was moved, so he lay down on the grass, closed his eyes, and began to rest.

After Zhang Dali left, Ran Fei always felt that something was wrong, so he touched his body, and found that the money was still there, but the sword was gone, and he couldn't help but think of the scene when Zhang Dali's face suddenly became serious before, and thought: "This man is not only kind, but also very careful, afraid that I am a bad person, so he took away my knife." Then he couldn't help but smile.