"Is it enough?" Murong Pei asked.

"It's not enough, it looks like we really have to find a pharmacy." Huo Xiaoshan fiddled with the handful of herbs in his hand and replied.

The herbs he was holding in his hand to treat bone injuries were all he had just picked in the wilderness, but there were only three kinds of herbs, such as Panax notoginseng, oxtail fern, and goose not eating grass, and it was definitely not enough for these medicines to make Murong Pei's injuries heal as soon as possible.

"Oh, then take your time." Murong Pei blinked.

Huo Xiaoshan raised his head and looked at Murong Pei, he was a little sad, but he was amused by Murong Pei, stretched out his hand and tapped her head, and said, "I really don't know how to worry!" ”

Murong Pei smiled, she was squatting opposite Huo Xiaoshan to watch, but she moved two steps over and sat down and rested her head on Huo Xiaoshan's shoulder.

Huo Xiaoshan didn't care about him anymore after calculating the advance killing team of the slaughter of Chongxiong, but fled in the direction of Daqing Mountain with Murong Pei, and he forgave the pursuers behind him and would not chase after him anymore.

It's just that Murong Pei's injured arm has to be treated after all, although it is said that it will take a hundred days to hurt the muscles and bones, but that is also in the case of medicine, if you just take a bottle of Yunnan Bai, the injured arm will heal naturally, it is too slow.

Also, it hurts!

They were on a hillside at the same time, and a small river was flowing down the hillside, and after a gentle slope the river calmed down, and the green trees could be seen in the picturesque reflection.

Murong Pei leaned on Huo Xiaoshan's shoulder, and after enjoying his lover's spaciousness and steadfastness for a while, he suddenly laughed again.

"What's wrong with you?" Huo Xiaoshan asked.

The two of them haven't been together for a long time, and this time they finally have a two-person world, and Murong Pei smiled a lot.

Murong Pei was silent this time, she was thinking that when she hugged him to sleep on the hay that Huo Xiaoshan found last night, those hands were really honest.

Thinking about it, it was his own Xiaoshanzi who knew that his arm was injured, so he was reluctant to touch himself.

But was he really not active at that time?

How could Murong Pei not be able to experience it when their skin was next to each other, as for how to experience it, guess!

Murong Pei felt that it was so hard to wait for her own Xiaoshanzi, she had already decided, when her arm was good and she could move, she would not wait for anything, she would really be a daughter-in-law for her own Xiaoshanzi!

She touched her own hill last night, and the key she gave him was honestly hanging around his neck.

His own Xiaoshanzi is doing things safely, and the moment he touched the key, Murong Pei had an urge to cry.

At that time, Xiao Shanzi had already fallen asleep, but she woke her up and asked her what was wrong, Murong Pei said that it was okay, but it was a little cold.

So Huo Xiaoshan hugged her tighter again, and Murong Pei fell asleep sweetly in his warm arms.

When Murong Pei was thinking about whether to tell the truth, she suddenly heard the sound of rushing water from the river, and when the two of them heard it, they saw a horse running out of the woods on the other side of the river!

The horse was obviously a head taller than the average Mongolian horse, and its whole body was oily black, but when it lifted its hooves, it could be seen that its hooves were as white as snow.

"Wow! Dark clouds treading snow! Huo Xiaoshan exclaimed.

The so-called dark clouds and snow treading snow is a kind of horse with black body and four hooves that has been handed down in China since ancient times.

Huo Xiaoshan has liked animals since he was a child, and when he was at the Central Military Academy, he also rode a war horse called Heidian, but unfortunately the war horse was shot and died in order to save the master when he crossed the Yangtze River with his master.

But after the horse was shot, he also carried his master across the Yangtze River, and the righteousness of the horse even exceeded that of people!

For this reason, when he heard Shen Chong and Murong Pei talk about the righteous horse, he was sad for a long time, because he believed in Buddhism, and he also specially thought about the Amitabha Buddha who was a night for the affectionate and righteous war horse.

It is precisely because he likes horses that Huo Xiaoshan specially checked this kind of information about clouds and snow when he was at the Central Military Academy.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the black horse ridden by Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, was a dark cloud stepping on snow.

Legend has it that the war horse ridden by Hu Yanzhuo, a good man of Shuibo Liangshan, is also a dark cloud stepping on snow.

Legend has it that the war horse ridden by Zhang Fei during the Three Kingdoms period was still a dark cloud stepping on the snow!

The horse ran over the gentle slope where the water rattled, but stood at the place where the river was already as calm as a mirror, and bowed his head and drank from it.

"O thing of the Lord! Let's go, let's see! Huo Xiaoshan saw that the horse still had a saddle on it and a rein around its neck, obviously it had an owner, but it was nothing for himself.

So Huo Xiaoshan had already stood up, pulled Murong Pei, and walked towards the horse that was drinking water.

And at this time, Murong Pei saw that the horse that was swinging its tail and drinking water suddenly stopped drinking and raised its head, it actually made a gesture of listening!

"You stand still, it's a good horse." Huo Xiaoshan let go of Murong Pei's hand and walked forward alone.

Huo Xiaoshan had contact with the cavalry of the Central Military Academy, and naturally knew that the horse's eyesight was very weak, but the horse's hearing and smell were very good.

If you don't let it hear you, smell you, let alone be a stranger, its owner may be hoofed by it.

Of course, as for myself, it seems to be the most friendly person with animals at the moment.

The horse naturally sensed Huo Xiaoshan's approach, and at this time he was already vigilantly raising his head, and there was a posture of self-exertion without whipping.

But Huo Xiaoshan is Huo Xiaoshan after all, the horse's nose kept moving, as if it was judging whether the stranger who was about to come to his side was an enemy or a friend, but he didn't run after all, maybe it was an instinct that only animals could understand, which made it feel confused.

At first, it didn't run, and when Huo Xiaoshan got closer and put his hand on the bridge of its nose, the horse wouldn't run.

When Murong Pei walked to the river, Huo Xiaoshan was already caressing the smooth fur of the horse, and the horse lowered his head and flicked his tail there to drink.

The scene was very harmonious, as if Huo Xiaoshan and Nama had known each other for a long time.

Murong Pei was no stranger to Huo Xiaoshan's skills brought from the mountains, and he was even more overjoyed when Huo Xiaoshan turned over and came to her.

Huo Xiaoshan just stretched out his right arm on the horse, and as soon as he reached her, he clamped her up and put her in front of him.

"This horse has a master, it can't be a devil or a puppet army, right?" Murong Pei asked worriedly.

"Poor, you see that the saddle rope and the halter are all worn, and the horse is still injured, and besides, we are riding it." Huo Xiaoshan replied.

"How do you know?" Murong Pei raised his face curiously in Huo Xiaoshan's arms and asked.

"There are bullet scratches on the horse's buttocks." Huo Xiaoshan replied.

"Then maybe it's our Eighth Route Army." Murong Pei retorted.

"No, there's nothing on it that has anything to do with the troops, and the horsehair should be cut." Huo Xiaoshan replied firmly.

"So where are we going now?" Murong Pei asked again

"Find someone and ask where you can find a pharmacy." Huo Xiaoshan replied.

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