No matter what era, doctors are always respected, and when Xu Rui found Mr. Changpo, he was sitting by a small stove reading a book with relish, and the little medicine boy was curled up in the quilt and sleeping soundly.

Because Xu Rui offered a plan to give up all the wounded, and asked Zhang Zuofeng to find a way to deceive Mr. Changpo out of the wounded barracks, Mr. Changpo was furious when he knew the truth, and he was about to go to Xu Rui for "theory" with a medicine knife.

Xu Rui didn't dare to see him, so he had to give him the "Introduction to Medicine" that he had copied overnight according to his memory, even so, Xu Rui could hide as far as he could in the past few days, if it wasn't for Xu Fang, he wouldn't dare to take the initiative to come to the door if he was killed.

Lifting the curtain of the tent, Mr. Changpo was suddenly blown back to his senses by a cold air, and when he saw that the person who came was Xu Rui, his face suddenly turned dark, and he twisted his body and ignored it.

Xu Rui walked up to Mr. Changpo, bent his legs, and knelt down with a "bang".

The little medicine boy was awakened by the muffled sound, opened his eyes and looked at him in a daze, Mr. Changpo was also slightly stunned, but did not say, just waiting for his next words.

Xu Rui bowed down to Mr. Changpo and said solemnly: "Xu Fang is sick, it is pneumonia, please ask Mr. Changpo to save his life." ”

Mr. Changpo has been studying "Introduction to Medicine" carefully in the past few days, and knows that the pneumonia Xu Rui is talking about is cough and asthma, and his pupils have shrunk slightly.

He did not agree, nor did he refuse, but asked, "You are so skilled in medicine, why didn't you save yourself, but ran to me?" ”

Xu Rui said: "The medicine was given to Xiao Jinwu, and it was difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, so she could only come to ask Mr." ”

Hearing him mention the medicine, Mr. Changpo was suddenly furious, and slammed the "Introduction to Medicine" on the ground with a "snap", seeing that the book took up the dew, he quickly picked it up and carefully wiped it several times in distress, and then stared at Xu Rui and gritted his teeth.

"You don't have medicine, do you have it?"

Xu Rui was stunned: "Where's your medicine?" ”

Mr. Changpo said angrily: "Thanks to you, they are all left in Lingdong City!" ”

Xu Rui was shocked, his heart seemed to have been hit hard by a sledgehammer, and the strength of his body seemed to be drained in an instant.

Mr. Changpo couldn't help but understand his hatred, and sneered: "Originally, although the old man's medical skills are not as magical as yours, at least he can control them for a few days, and then let you slowly make medicine when the army is out of the mountains."

But you are ruthless, cold-blooded, and unsympathetic, you actually threw thousands of wounded soldiers in Lingdong to fend for themselves, along with the old man's medicine, and left there along with the old man's medicine, the cycle of karma is unpleasant, you are so self-inflicted, who is to blame? ”

"Hey!"

Xu Rui felt great pain in his heart when he heard this, and slammed his fist on the ground, his face sad.

The most desperate thing in the world is that he knows the outcome of things, and he also knows the way to change the result, but he is powerless to change, since these days, Xu Rui has tasted this taste more than once, how can he feel good?

Mr. Changpo has a knife mouth and a tofu heart, seeing Xu Rui's face full of despair and a little unbearable, in the end, he still admires Xu Rui very much.

In his opinion, this kid is the best choice except for being a little cold-blooded, especially a medical skill, the more he reads "Introduction to Medicine" these days, the more he feels that he is broad and profound, and he has long regarded Xu Rui as the best candidate to become a medical saint, and sighed countless times for him to enter the army by mistake.

Mr. Changpi shook his head and sighed: "That's it, the doctor's parents' hearts, they always have to go to see the situation to know the situation, you go and lead the way." ”

"Huh? Good! Mr. Xu Rui thanked him! ”

Xu Rui was overjoyed in his heart, a ray of hope arose spontaneously, and he hurriedly thanked him.

Taking advantage of the army's breakfast, Xu Rui led Mr. Changpo to his camp tent to sit for Xu Fang, while he waited anxiously outside the tent, and after only a moment's effort, Mr. Changpo walked out.

Seeing his pale face, Xu Rui suddenly secretly screamed that it was not good.

Sure enough, Mr. Changpo shook his head at him: "You have a good diagnosis, you are indeed coughing and wheezing, and you are already terminally ill. ”

"What ......"

Although he had known the approximate result for a long time, as long as it was a human being, he had a fluke mentality, Xu Rui had been looking forward to Mr. Changpo being able to create a miracle, but he didn't expect him to sentence Xu Fang to death first, and he couldn't help but stand on the spot.

Mr. Changpo sighed, shook his head, and left silently with the little medicine boy, Xu Rui opened the door curtain and rushed into the camp, Xu Fangzheng coughed while silently packing up his things, and when he saw Xu Rui coming in, he hurriedly squeezed out a smile.

"Young Master, are you back? The old slave will be fine immediately, and when the tent is collected, we will be able to go on the road, you can eat something first. ”

Xu Rui snatched the quilt in his hand and packed it up, only to find that he was really too lazy during this time, and he actually pushed all the sundries that should have been completed by himself to Xu Fang with peace of mind.

Xu Fang stubbornly snatched the job back from Xu Rui's hands, and said to himself: "Young master, how long can a person live is fate, and what to do is also fate, taking care of the young master is the life of the old slave, and the life of the young master is this world, and God will be to blame if you mess up." ”

Xu Rui's body trembled, like a clay sculpture, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, stand up and rush out of the camp.

"What about the Assassin?"

He pulled one of the soldiers over and asked.

Seeing that his face was not good, the soldier felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly pointed to the corner, Xu Rui looked in the direction he pointed, and saw Chang Le really curled up in the corner, his face was blue from the cold.

Xu Rui let go of the soldiers, walked over and grabbed Chang Le, who was trapped in a dumpling, dragged him into a tent, and then drove all the soldiers inside.

Chang Le froze all night, although the canyon was warmer than the top of the mountain, but he was still dying, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and when he saw Xu Rui looking at him coldly, a sneer suddenly appeared on his face.

"Xu Zuoling, what's the matter, you finally can't help but kill me?"

Xu Rui said: "I don't have time to talk to you more, what do I ask, what do you answer, don't have half a lie, make it clear, I will leave you a whole corpse." ”

Chang Le stared at Xu Rui for a long time, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Xu Rui, do you think Chang Mou is really a mermaid when he becomes your subordinate prisoner? Tell you, you were still breastfeeding when Lao Tzu entered the dark chess, and I want to talk from Chang's mouth, in the next life! ”

Xu Rui sneered and said: "Xu's subordinates, if you can't ask it, since you don't want to eat the toast, don't blame me for letting you taste the means!" ”

As he spoke, Xu Rui took out a small bag from his arms, in addition to a few finger-sized porcelain bottles, there was also a set of terrifying torture instruments, each torture instrument was only the size of a finger, but it was extremely hideous, just looking at it can make people's scalp tingle and shudder.

This was originally a gift prepared by Xu Rui for the young master of the Cui family, but he didn't expect that guy to be too soft, and he didn't even get this gift to recruit all, and now it happens to be used on Chang Le.

Chang Le's face changed suddenly when he saw these things, but he still stubbornly tilted his head to the side, ignoring Xu Rui's threat.

Xu Rui didn't speak, just silently pulled out an iron thorn, pulled out the vial again, dipped the potion inside, and then walked towards Chang Le with a sneer.

Outside the tent, many soldiers gathered around, curious about what thaumaturgy Xu Zuoling was going to perform, but what they were waiting for was an earth-shattering howl.

The voice was like the desperate wail of killing a pig, no, it was a little worse than killing a pig, and it made people's spines tingle when they heard it.

Liang Tongfang happened to be inspecting the camps, and when he heard the screams, he came over to find out, and when he heard that Xu Rui was interrogating the assassin, he immediately rushed into the tent.

It was only a matter of moments before he escaped from the tent, his face pale, and he had heard that he had not been able to eat for the whole day, and it was not until noon the next day that he recovered.

The howling lasted about a cup of tea, then into a staccato cry, and finally into a pleading, and by the time the army was about to leave, there was no sound in the tent.

Xu Rui walked out of the tent with an expressionless face, and ordered a few soldiers to clean up the tent and prepare to leave, and the soldiers gasped when they entered the tent.

I saw that Chang Le had lost his breath, his face was extremely distorted, the flesh and blood of the corpse were blurred, there was no good meat on his body, and there was even more feces and urine under the corpse, which stinked unpleasantly, as if he had experienced the most terrifying punishment of hell.

Individuals are always small in the face of the general trend, and the army will not stop for anyone, even Xu Rui.

Xu Fang's condition deteriorated rapidly, he was tired all the way, and the wind and cold squeezed out his last life potential, and on the fifth day of entering the mountain, he finally couldn't walk anymore and fell into Xu Rui's arms.

He left very peacefully, without any regrets or resentment, but until the last moment of his life, he kept nagging, saying that his own kid had reached the age, and asked Xu Rui to go to him and let him take care of the young master instead of himself.

Xu Rui nodded with tears, Xu Fang's wish was fulfilled, he slowly closed his eyes, and walked away with a smile.

Fate is always a wonderful thing, in another world, Su has lived for sixteen years, but no one has ever entered his heart except for Mo's best friend, but he has just been in this world for a month, but there are too many figures for him to be nostalgic.

is like Xu Fang, he is not smart and has no ability, he is completely cannon fodder at the bottom of society.

Xu Rui, who is accustomed to the survival of the fittest, never thought that he would sacrifice anything for such a person, but because he had a sincere heart, he actually changed Xu Rui's attitude towards people and things imperceptibly.

I have to say that on the road of Xu Rui's growth, Xu Fang, a small person, is an out-and-out monument, and in a sense, even more important than Yang Weiyuan.

Like Sangou, Xu Rui buried Xu Fang in a quiet mountain stream, and the tombstone was also half a thin wooden plank that had just been cut down.

At night, Xu Rui sat in front of Xu Fang's tomb in a daze with the jar of bad wine, and it was a long time before he opened the mud seal and sprinkled all the wine that was warm by body temperature on his grave.

"Don't worry, I will go to your son, I will train him to become a talent, and let him shine on the lintel for you."

As he was talking, a gentle footstep suddenly sounded behind Xu Rui, he frowned, turned around, and saw Ying Yu hanging his arms, looking at him worriedly.

Xu Rui knew that if Ying Yu didn't want him to find out, he wouldn't make a sound at all, and she was worried that she would deliberately let herself know that she was behind her.

Xu Rui felt a warm current in his heart, and beckoned to Ying Yu, who walked up silently.

Xu Rui looked at her, hesitated for a while before sighing and said: "Shadow Yu, remember to live well, I am the most afraid of loneliness, if you all leave, what's the point of leaving me alone?" ”

"Young Master ......"

Ying Yu was slightly stunned, this is the first time someone has let her live well, as a dead man, isn't it the highest state she pursues to die generously?

Just when she was thinking nonsense, she heard Xu Rui say: "Speaking of which, it's all because I'm too soft-hearted and too poor-hearted, so that the people who care about me leave me one by one."

Today, you and Xu Fang are witnesses, I, Xu Rui, swear to Xinghe that I will never be lazy from now on, and I will never let the people who care about me and the people I want to protect be hurt in the slightest, I will definitely not! ”

Shadow looked at him stunned, and at this moment she felt as if something had awakened from the young master's body, making him even more different.

The sun and the moon changed, the wind and snow were still the same, the army of Beiwuwei endured pain in the bitter cold, and on the evening of the sixth day of entering the mountain, the army finally walked out of Liuqing Mountain, and the time calculated by Xu Rui was only one hour away.

Excluding the battle damage under Yishui City, the wounded left in Lingdong City, and the 5,000 men and horses who were responsible for the break in the Battle of Shankou, there were about 35,000 people when Beiwuwei entered the mountain, and after six days of arduous trekking, there were less than 20,000 people left when they left the mountain.

Before sunset, Xu Rui stood alone under the mountain pass, looking at the towering flowing green mountains, and his heart felt like boiling magma.

He learned from Chang Le that the commander of the Black Flag Army was called Zhong Qingyuan, and he was the favorite general of the King of Wuling.

As the saying goes, the person who knows you best is your enemy, this sentence is indeed a wise saying, after nearly a month of confrontation, Xu Rui has made several rounds of in-depth analysis of Zhong Qingyuan's character.

This person is young and promising, determined, indomitable, cautious and sharp, this time chasing the tens of thousands of remnants of the Northern Wuwei will not give up, nine times out of ten will chase to the territory of Wei to fight again.

The cold wind blew Xu Rui's messy hair, revealing an eerie sneer on his face.

"Xu has survived the darkest moment, and he has saved so many blood feuds, just waiting to return it to you, Zhong Qingyuan, don't disappoint me......"