Innocent woke up.

It's better not to wake up!

Don't get me wrong, the baby is still there.

Whoever wakes up and sees a rotten leg will not be in a bright mood.

Although the sight of white bones exposed in the wild was not uncommon, the nausea of this leg was far greater than she imagined, and the wound of that leg was actually crawling with a circle of fat and fine maggots, which were still wriggling......

Wuji's scalp was numb, and he quickly hugged the baby in his arms farther away.

This is a simple shack.

But a pit was dug in the ground, some firewood and grass were laid, and in order to keep warm, the roof of the shack was almost level with the ground, and the stuffy people could not breathe.

The owner of the leg leaned to the side, although his face was muddy, he looked quite handsome, and the axe was sharpened, revealing the air of a general.

It's a pity that she is down at this time, otherwise it would be good to accept him as a doorman.

Wujian looked down and crawled out, and saw that this was about a small village, and although the inhabitants of the village were skinny and skinny, they were not to the point of being displaced.

People's livelihood is difficult.

Wujian touched it casually, and found that there was charcoal in this place, or the best silver frost charcoal, which was only used by the upper nobles, so she simply boiled a pot of water, boiled some syrup for the milk doll, and then pulled a strip of cloth from the man's body, and there was only a sword around, and she took it together and scalded it in the pot, and planned to take care of this disgusting leg.

Wujian has always disliked to owe favors to others, and she doesn't like others to owe her, help this person heal her leg, even if she returns the favor, maybe there is still hope for this person to escort her to Taiyuan, Shanxi, to find her brother eldest grandson Wuji.

The sword is a good sword, cold and clear, extremely sharp, but unfortunately it is used to cut meat, and it is always a little bit meaningless.

The maggots went in and out under the flesh, and just picking the insects kept busy from the sunset to the sunset, and finally Wuji had to cut off a piece of the man's flesh, because there were white adherent eggs in it.

In fact, this person woke up when he was cutting the meat, except for a muffled snort halfway, he was stunned and motionless like a coffin board, and he was also a man.

It was only when the innocent took the strip of cloth and wrapped it for him, and took a few pieces of wood to fix it for him, that the man finally looked up at her, and then looked up at the shack blankly.

Jiang Song is the young patriarch of Jiangjia Village, and the Jiang family has peerless martial arts, but he is unwilling to serve the Hu people, so he hides here. The world is in turmoil, there is a rare drought in the north, the Zhanghe River has dried up for most of the time, the imperial court has to levy labor and taxes, the villagers are miserable, and he has no choice but to make up for a village

The old and young fled to Taohuayu, and the once prosperous Jiangjia Village is now only left with a group of old, weak, sick and disabled.

Yesterday, he dragged his stump out to find a way out, and saw this girl holding the doll by the river and never letting go, and suddenly thought of his mother, so he impulsively saved the mother and daughter.

If Wujian knew what he was thinking, he must refute him, this child was just entrusted to her by others, and she was not yet married.

And she is only nine years old this year, even if she can get married now, she doesn't have that function to get pregnant!

But now that everyone can't get enough to eat, it's not uncommon for a girl of twelve or thirteen to look like a six- or seven-year-old, so she won't delve into it.

Wujian learned a few hands from his grandfather, who was a Chinese medicine practitioner at home, but it was only a few hands, and there were no more: "My Guan Gongzi is not an extraordinary person, and he has the grace to save my life." If Childe is bent on survival, as long as he doesn't have a fever tonight, he can get through the difficulty. ”

The implication is that life or death depends on Jiang Song himself.

She's a half-ass, and in such a situation, no one should dislike anyone.

Jiang Song seems to have finally regained a trace of vitality: "Although I have the heart to live, but my Jiangjia Village has been persecuted by the imperial court so far, and there is no way to live." I myself am already a cripple, even if I pick up a life, I can't practice guns and martial arts, let alone revenge my mother's revenge, how can I have the face to survive in the world? ”

Wujian was silent for a long time: "If I can prove to you that I can lead this village out of the predicament, can you also cheer up, you and I will work together to fight a bloody way in this troubled world?" ”

She is not completely sure, but people are alive, not just to rush, and it is always good to give a hope to hang.

Jiang Song smiled miserably: "You little girl, if you have such magical powers, I will hand over the entire Jiangjia Village to you." ”

Wujian was a little resentful of the words of looking down on women, so my original body is also the eldest grandson queen who will retire from the harem under the noses of a generation of Mingjun and Yunyu-like strategists and generals, why look down on people?

Jiang Song's breathing gradually weakened, and at the same time, the system's cold prompt sounded: "The main body has obtained 10 square kilometers of the village dock fort, and the authority has been increased, and you can now recruit 50 soldiers." ”