Chapter 8: A Fateful Meeting
Because it was a walk, Mu Weiyang's footsteps were not fast, so it was already dark just from the east gate to the north gate.
Seeing that the sky was dark, Mu Weiyang was not in a hurry, she knew that if she wanted to hurry, she would not be able to reach it, although she was escaping, but if it was just a speed, it would definitely not be able to compare to Qi Lie's regular army.
Therefore, she did not hurry up at night, but found a fairly thick branch in the woods not far from the north gate, and climbed up, and fastened herself to the trunk with her belt, so as not to fall.
Leaning on the trunk of the tree and looking at the surrounding scenery and environment, it is finally time to rest after this day.
As soon as I relaxed, my stomach couldn't help but grow.
After all, I haven't eaten all day.
However, Mu Weiyang didn't dare to make a fire to catch game, after all, he could hide his body in the dark, if he made a fire, wouldn't it be in vain to tell others that he was here?
But being hungry is not a problem, so Mu Weiyang loosened the belt, and after tying it, he shuttled on the branches, hoping to pick some wild fruits.
Mu Weiyang walked through the branches for a while, but he didn't find any suitable fruits at all, basically some green fruits that had just grown and couldn't be eaten at all.
Just when Mu Weiyang was about to give up looking for wild fruits, suddenly a human voice came from the side, Mu Weiyang was stunned, and immediately disappeared.
After a while, the voice did not come closer, as if the source of the sound was some people stationed not far away.
Mu Weiyang thought for a moment, and then quietly leaned over from the treetops.
"That dog is so bold that he dares to come to us and beg for food."
"But how did he get out of Miyagi?"
"Sneaking out of the chaos? Luck wasn't so good. ”
"He's met us for the second time, and he's unlucky......"
"Do our thing, don't worry about it so much."
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After listening to the words of these three people, Mu Weiyang immediately understood the identities of the three of them - the inspection team arranged by Leng Liuqing on the periphery of Kyoto.
Looking at it, the three of them were pretending to be businessmen, and they were roasting something to eat, and not far away was the small carriage that Mu Weiyang had been robbed before.
Seeing this, Mu Weiyang was happy.
She carefully circled the three men twice, and after making sure that there were only three of them, she turned and went upwind of the fire, not knowing what had been spilled.
"Huh? What are you baking? Why is it so fragrant? ”
"Does it smell that good? I smell it. ”
"It's really fragrant. Alas? Not good......"
With the sound of three falls, the three of them were stunned by Mu Weiyang on the ground.
After a while, Mu Weiyang jumped down from the tree, stepped on the firewood on the ground with a few feet, picked up the hot dry food roasted by the fire, searched the things on the three of them, and came to the carriage after taking away the useful ones.
As soon as he lifted the curtain and checked whether everything in the car was still complete, Mu Weiyang saw the dog Rong man who was tied up in the car.
"It's you again." Mu Weiyang couldn't cry or laugh a little.
When the dog Rong people saw someone coming, they opened their swollen eyes, and after seeing that it was Mu Weiyang, they seemed to be a little surprised, maybe in his heart, this woman had saved him three times in a row.
Once on the official roads before the siege, once in the dungeon, and this is the third time.
Seeing that the dog Rong people had not died so far, Mu Weiyang also began to admire the willpower of the dog Rong clan.
She stretched out her hand to untie the rope on the dog Rong and asked, "Did you escape from the chaos when Leng Liuqing assassinated Qi Lie?" ”
The dog Rong looked at Mu Weiyang, but he didn't speak, and after a while, he nodded silently.
Seeing this, Mu Weiyang remembered that when he was in the dungeon before, although he was filled with antidote, in order to prevent his moaning from attracting the jailer, or being interrogated about the conversation between her and Leng Liuqing in the dungeon, she had deliberately sealed the muscle activity on his vocal cords with a golden needle, and he couldn't make a sound at the moment.
Of course, this matter was done at a time when the dog was in a daze, and he should not have known it himself.
Thinking of this, Mu Weiyang pretended to check the injuries on the whole body of the dog Rong people, and then took out a box from the carriage, and took out a piece of skin wrapped in the box, which contained a bunch of silver needles.
He took out the silver needle, pricked it carefully in the throat of the dog Rong man a few more times, and then handed him a pot of water and said, "You speak slowly, first drink saliva to moisten your throat, and then try to say some simple words." ”
The dog Rong people watched Mu Weiyang treat himself the whole time, obediently took the leather kettle, took a sip, and then said, "Thank you." ”
Mu Weiyang smiled faintly, she didn't know whether she should accept the word thank you.
In the beginning, he was only able to save his own life. Later, when she entered Kyoto City, she saw that the situation was not good, and she gave him another poison, and this poison was even stronger than the poison of the previous Jinchuang, in order to make this dog Rong person look more vigorous, and it seemed that he could die violently at any time, Mu Weiyang's poison was a toxin that was exchanged for vitality at the cost of his own physique.
With the dying physical condition of this dog at that time, the vitality shown by this injection of poison is almost like returning to the light.
Who would have thought that after three full days in the dungeon, this dog Rong man would not die! Although he was unable to move at that time, the wounds on his body did not worsen.
Looking at the traces of being bandaged by the imperial doctor in the dungeon, Mu Weiyang could only understand that this should be the will of heaven: this person's life should not be extinguished. So, she detoxified the canjune in the dungeon again, and made the canurong who was "moving" because of the pain become her stand-in, and finally succeeded in deceiving the jailer's interrogation.
This step by step, piece by piece, none of them was really done to save him.
However, at this moment, the first thing this dog Rong said to himself was thank you, and Mu Weiyang didn't know how to interface for a while.
Embarrassment, she casually picked up the dry food that she was holding in her hand, which had been roasted by the dead soldiers, held it in front of her, blocked her face that didn't know what to put on, and said, "Are you hungry, there is food here." ”
The dog Rong looked at Mu Weiyang again, in the dark, his expression was not clear, he took the dry food in Mu Weiyang's hand, took a bite silently, and swallowed it with water: "Thank you." ”
Mu Weiyang was even more embarrassed, although this dog Rong vocal cords had just eased up, and it was better to make the voice simpler, but she couldn't always say thank you to herself, after all, she deserved it.
So, Mu Weiyang tidied up the surroundings in a haphazard manner, put the horse that was tied to the trunk of the tree and grazing on the side put on the harness, got into the carriage and drove the car to the southeast: "When these people wake up, our whereabouts will definitely be exposed, and we can't go to the north, let's take a detour." ”
After Mu Weiyang finished speaking, there was no echo behind him, and when he turned around, the dog Rong man actually fainted in the carriage.
Mu Weiyang was startled, afraid that his wound would burst, so he died, reached out, his breath was calm, and then he remembered that the drug that he sprinkled when he was stunned before should also be on this dry food.
I am not afraid of these drugs, but this dog has no resistance, so he is naturally fascinated.
Thinking of this, Mu Weiyang also sighed, it was better not to relieve him, it was better to sleep for a while, so that he would always say "thank you" to himself.