PS: PS: I can't fix the typo in the title, sorry!

As if he was familiar with this place, the lama pushed open the door and walked in, and at the same time greeted in Mongolian: "Angui, are your injuries better?" ”

As the door was pushed open and the room lit up, the lama saw at a glance a man sitting on the side of the kang, trying to get down on the ground with a stick.

He hurriedly went over to hold him, and when he was about to say a few words, the man had already spoken: "This arrow wound didn't hurt the bones, it's fine." I've been lying down for two days and want to go out to breathe! ”

"Okay, I'll help you out." The lama agreed, helped him out, and at the same time said, "Thousands of troops surrounded by Ezhe, all of them escaped by you, and it seems that you have not been in vain on the grassland, and this riding skill has been practiced." ”

The man waited out of the house, looked up at the red sun on the horizon, and whispered in a little daze: "My father confessed before he died that he must bring his ashes back to Jingshi." If I die, how will I go to see my father? ”

When the lama arrived outside the house, he could clearly see An Gui's expression. Seeing that his young face was frowning, as in his impression, there was always a faint trace of sorrow.

The lama knew that he was worried that he would not be able to go back to Guannai. However, at the moment, when this kind of war is in chaos, even if he recovers his freedom, I am afraid that it will be difficult to return to the capital of the Ming Kingdom alive.

So, he had the heart to divert the topic, and hurriedly said, "You sit down first, and I'll bring you hot water to eat." ”

An Gui turned his head to look at him, and said with a hint of gratitude in his eyes: "You can't eat enough, so save it for me to eat." If it weren't for you, I'd have gone to see my father! ”

"What are you talking about, how much did your father and you help me before? It's brothers, so don't say a lot of kind words! The lama helped him to sit down on a lump of dirt in the doorway, and then turned and went into the house.

An Gui turned his head again and looked into the distance in a daze. Thinking about things.

Dad took himself to Datong to do business, originally thinking that he could make more money, but he didn't expect to be plundered to the grassland and sacrificed to the temple here as a slave.

At that time, Wutuhar was not yet a lama, and the two families happened to be next to each other. Once you get acquainted with each other, you help each other.

But life on the grassland is really not good, even if it is an errand for the so-called living Buddha, it is still exhausting and tired. In the end, he was the only one left in the Tuhar family, and he had no father, so the two brothers could only rely on each other. Later, Wutuhar was forced to become the lowest lama, but the friendship between the two remained.

This time, it was his turn to graze, but he encountered Lin Dan Khan's cavalry who came to grab cattle and sheep. Although he was escaped by himself, he was hit by an arrow in the leg. When he returned, he was punished again. The supply of rice and grain was cut off. Fortunately, Tuhar can help him, otherwise it would be really difficult to escape.

Thinking about it, An Gui remembered the home of Jingshi. I don't know why, but in the past few days after the injury, I was very homesick. If you hadn't been plundered to the grassland, you would have earned enough money to get your own emerald flowers several times.

Without my father and myself, my mother and younger siblings don't know how they are doing, will they never see each other in this life?

Come to think of it. An Gui couldn't help but sigh, and the thoughts he had had before came up again.

"Angui. Don't think about it, it's important to heal your injuries now. Wutuhar appeared at the door with a broken bowl in one hand and a bun in the other, and when he saw An Gui's appearance, he didn't have to guess what he was thinking, so he persuaded him to say.

An Gui turned his head when he heard this. glanced at his Mongolian brother, suddenly looked serious, and said in a serious whisper: "I want to try!" ”

"You're crazy!" Wutuhar was startled, and some of the hot water in the broken bowl was shaken out, and he said something out loud. Turning his head to see that there was no one around, he persuaded in a low voice, "Without the documents in the temple, if you escape alone and are caught by the surrounding tribes, you will be executed!" ”

"I don't care, instead of waiting for death here, it's better to fight him, at least there will be a glimmer of hope, I can go back with my father's ashes, and I can see my mother and younger brothers and sisters in Jingshi again." An Gui said, strengthening his belief more and more.

Seeing this, Tuhar fell silent. He knew that if An Gui had to stay here, it would be basically impossible for him to get the documents of his free body.

I originally thought that this time I would run out desperately and report the news to the temple would be a bit of a credit. As a result, not only did not take credit, but was a punishment, which made An Gui completely dead.

Wutuhar silently handed over the things in his hand, watched An Gui soften the black bun in his hand dipped in hot water, and then stuffed it into his mouth and ate it in small bites.

Wu Tuhar looked up and saw that there were already people in the distance, but there was still no one around. He squatted down beside An Gui and whispered, "If you really insist on going, or there is a way to try." ”

When An Gui heard this, he turned his head around, stared at him and asked, "Brother, didn't you say it earlier?" ”

"I've only heard about it, not necessarily." When Tuhar said this, seeing An Gui's eager face, he preached to him, "You may go to the other side of the eagle's beak ditch first......

"Called the Heavenly Army? You say that the one who can defeat Lin Dan Khan and the King of Shunyi is called the Heavenly Army? An Gui's eyes widened, his voice raised unconsciously, and he confirmed in surprise.

"Shhh I have heard that they treat their captives preferentially, and as long as they are not evildoers and do not have their blood in their hands, they will give money and food when they are finally released......"

"How could something so good? They're grasshoppers! When An Gui heard this, he asked in disbelief. He thought in his heart, how many good people can there be who occupy the mountains as kings and fall grass as cowards?

"And that's not all!" Wu Tuhar was aroused to gossip, and immediately continued, "It is said that they claim to be the army of the common people and can call the shots for the common people. You are a good person, and you are a poor person through and through, maybe I can really help you if I ask for them! ”

An Gui didn't believe it, he had never heard of such a cao kou in reality, at most there was a joke in the commentary for heaven. But he has experienced a lot, and he already knows that the so-called way for heaven is more just an excuse, and he still does it as murder and arson.

He couldn't help but retort: "Anyway, I'm from Jingshi, so it's considered to be a trip from the south to the north." Who among us ordinary people can afford it? If you are really a poor common man, you don't even bother to look at you with the fast catch of the yamen, because there is no oil and water to fish. You can't be making up words to comfort me, right? ”

Thinking about the suffering he has suffered over the years, Wu Tuhar couldn't help but sigh and said: "Actually, I've only heard about it, I'm afraid I can't do it really!" Forget it, you think about it first, and I'll inquire about it later, but you must not be impulsive. ”

An Gui nodded and said, "I know, you should go back quickly, lest you be punished if you can't find you when the time comes!" (To be continued......)