Section 3 "The mountains are blue, the fog is vast, and the wind and clouds are now sunset!" ”

Wu Ming pulled open a branch, looked at the misty valley in the distance, his heart was as heavy as iron, and he muttered involuntarily.

In the distance, a gust of mountain wind whistled, and the sun that had not appeared for a long time finally poked its head out again. A pheasant let out a cheer, flapped its wings, and flew towards the ethereal sun. In a short time, it disappeared into the reckless mountains, but the cry still echoed in the primeval jungle for a long time.

However, how could this beast understand Wu Ming's mood at this time, he pinched the branch with his right hand and slammed it hard. Suddenly, the whole tree shook.

A crisp sound of "pop-" sounded, which was particularly harsh in the silence of the primeval forest. Wu Ming was not paying attention and fell to the ground. Then he coughed violently and crouched on the ground gasping for breath.

This year's Nanban has little rain, and the branches of many trees have dried up, if in normal times, to break such a branch, for Wu Ming, it is naturally easy, but for him now, he said that he has used all his strength to eat. It's not an exaggeration.

Yes, Wu Ming is sick, and it may be funny to say it, but the truth is that he is indeed sick, and he is not lightly ill.

His injuries were not completely healed, so they fought one after another. In the end, he was imprinted by a long time, the fire poison attacked his heart, and he was worried about the current situation, and finally he was washed by this rain, and then this annoying illness entangled him.

Zhang Hao, who came out behind him, held a large bundle of dry firewood and asked worriedly, "My lord, are you okay?" ”

Three days ago, during the battle of Cangqian, Zhang Hao rushed out of the Eastern Han camp with hundreds of followers, but in the end, he was blessed by misfortune and luckily did not die. I have to say that this is another big joke made by God. Perhaps, for Wu Ming, this is one of the two good news in the past few days.

There is also good news that because Tao Yu is pregnant with the dragon species, the prince strictly ordered him not to leave Tao Yu five steps away during the war, and when he fled last time, a member of the Xuanwu team knew the importance of a doctor to everyone's survival in the jungle, and in the panic, he also carried him out.

Wu Ming turned his head, looked at Zhang Hao, who was haggard, smiled reluctantly, and comforted: "I'm fine, Xiao Hao, your face is really bad now!" It's like a ghost! ”

The corners of Zhang Hao's mouth twitched, as if he was about to cry: "My lord, I think it might be appropriate to describe your current appearance!" ”

In the distance, another gust of mountain wind blew, the mountain wind whistled, and the sun in the clouds and mist finally showed its head perfectly, Wu Ming raised his head again, looked at the reckless mountains in the distance, and sighed softly: "It will be fine in one qiē." Isn't it sunny now? Only when the sky is clear, can we find our way home according to the sun, sun, moon and stars! ”

At the end, he muttered in a low voice: "This world is really strange, why don't you have a compass?" ”

Zhang Hao's ears were relatively sharp, but he heard this sentence, and hurriedly asked, "My lord, what is a compass?" ”

Wu Ming was stunned by his question, but he couldn't answer, so he had to say perfunctorily: "This thing is a thing in our hometown, and I also know it but I don't know why, but the people in our hometown rely on him to identify the direction in the wild." ”

Zhang Hao suddenly looked at Wu Ming with a little admiration, and a smile flashed across his pale face: "My lord is thinking nonsense again." These must be the thoughts of the adults themselves! ”

Wu Ming didn't bother with him on this issue anymore, he looked at the branch in his hand, and then looked at the big tree, but there was a sadness in his heart, the prince, Yan Hou, General Chen, He Tian, Lao Ying, the Shen family brothers, ......, many, many, even including Zhao Fei and Xiahou Fei's faces passed in front of him one by one, they were crying, laughing, or dumbfounded, or ......shouting, he closed his eyes in pain, and muttered: "It's gone, it's all gone, the 200,000 Han family sons are gone." This branch may sprout again in the spring of next year, but the deceased will never come back! ”

Zhang Hao choked, seeing the miserable white face of his own adult, his heart was also in great pain, and he couldn't say words of comfort. I feel like my eye circles are a little hot......

This was already the third day after the Cangqian War, and under the cover of the heavy rain, Wu Ming and his group of more than 100 people finally got rid of the tracking of the Southern Barbarians and fled into this reckless primeval forest.

This is the Jiyu Forest in the northwest of Nanban, although most of the eastern and southern parts of Nanban have gradually become inhabited, but this Jiyu Forest has been preserved because of its steep mountains and many exotic beasts. Except for some warriors, there are only some brave hunters who hunt small animals on the periphery in order to maintain their pitiful food and clothing. The famous bard Ding Shou once recorded in his "Travels in Foreign Lands": "To the west of the Nanban, for the following jade, the mountains are reckless, and foreign beasts are infested, and there are hidden dangers...... No mortal is to be taken lightly. ”

In such a treacherous primeval dense forest, and when the heavy rain suddenly arrived, and it was impossible to distinguish the east, west, north and south, it was extremely dangerous to wander around, so more than 100 of them built a simple barracks in this forest.

Fortunately, survival training in the wild is also one of the training subjects of the guard camp, in this dense forest, it will not be helpless, this barracks is made of trees coarsely, and then use the wild banana leaves unique to the dense forest to stack on top to make the roof, although it is still a "heavy rain outside, light rain in the house" situation, but it is much better than sleeping in the open air.

Fortunately, Hu Yong's superb medical skills extended the life of the prince with golden needles every day, and in such a harsh environment, the prince miraculously survived for three days. But in the early morning, accompanied by Tao Yu's terrible cry, the dying prince still slept in her arms forever.

"My lord, don't think about it, our firewood is almost ready, go back quickly, it is estimated that everyone has almost prepared the firewood." Zhang Hao saw that Wu Ming was still there in a daze, tightened the chai in his hand, and reminded softly.

Wu Ming sighed again, cleaned up his mood, and the master and servant carried the bundle of dry firewood and went to the camp listlessly.

……

Outside the humble camp, bundles of firewood were piled up.

The prince was very tidy today, and he didn't feel at all like a wolf in the heavy rain for three days. Today, he was wearing a bright yellow robe that he only wore on heavy festivals, wearing a bright purple and gold crown, and a beautiful cloud treading shoe on his feet, and he was lying peacefully in this large pile of firewood.

Tao Yu was very dusty today, and the snow-white palace clothes dragged down and fell softly on the prince. On her head, a strip of snow-white cloth was wrapped around her temples and pulled into a lotus-shaped, which made her face pale, like a fairy.

She was squatting there, carefully wiping the dust off the prince's face. The prince was lying there peacefully, receiving Tao Yu's tenderness like the sea for the last time.

More than a hundred soldiers of the Guards Battalion silently circled in a circle and paid one last moment of silence to their Highness.

The fire was finally lit. The soaring flames rushed upward, accompanied by the princess's soft sobs.

The soldiers with sad faces silently lined up in a neat line and approached the pyre. Then he threw the unknown wildflower in his hand into the fire. The face is reluctant.

The fire grew bigger and bigger, and in the firelight, the bright yellow figure became more and more blurred.

Wu Ming took a handful of mountain springs handed over by Zhang Hao.

This cup is made of a plantain leaf, and under such conditions, it has to be like this. He lifted it up and slowly poured it on the fire. As soon as the water was poured on the flames, it suddenly made a "whoosh" sound. The flames rose jubilantly, and after a while, the little traces of water were eaten away by the rising flames.

Wu Ming's deep voice echoed in the forest: "Your Highness, you go well." Brothers who have fallen in battle, go well. No alcohol these days. It's a substitute for wine. I hope you can rest in peace under the Nine Springs. ”

He picked up the dry firewood that was about to burn out on the edge and threw it into the fire again: "Your Highness, Mingzi still has to stubbornly advise you once in the end, on the Huangquan Road, it is best to pull the brothers who sacrificed this time to your side." Now that I'm not by your side, you just need to protect yourself. And those things at home and abroad, don't worry about it. I'm sure I'll be watching you grow up with your flesh and bones. Finally, let him worry about it. He wants to be lazy, no way! ”

"As for the crown princess and Xiaoyu," he paused when he said this: "Don't worry, I'm here, I don't dare to say anything else, fighting and the like, I'm the best at it." I will try my best to learn what you said, read more books, and protect them well. Keep them from being bullied in the slightest. ”

Tao Yu, who was sobbing next to him, heard this, and the sadness that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time finally broke out, and he cried loudly. Startled a flock of unknown wild birds in the woods. The fluttering of wings pierced the sky with a long and mournful roar. Everyone knelt on the ground at the same time and sang loudly:

There is rain in the sky, so weird, indefinitely, there is death in the world, the yin and yang are separated from the body, that is, they die, and they will be buried in Shanyang, and the soul will return here to defend the family and the state forever......

A gust of mountain wind blew, rolling up countless black ashes, as if countless hands were holding them up at the same time. Roll into the endless sky.

More than a hundred soldiers of the Guards Battalion knelt on the ground at the same time and shouted in unison: "Your Highness, go well!" ”

But now there's rain there?

Wu Ming looked up, and at some point, the sun was already shining outside the dense forest, and the light of the golden pillar of the Dao Dao was also shining down from the gaps in the leaves. Leaves spots in the shade of the trees in the middle of the forest.

Like light rain!

More like tear spots!