The little general smiled bitterly when he heard this, shook his head and said:

"I asked, and Mr. Chu had to answer... Otherwise......"

Chu Huai'an sneered when he heard this, and knocked the armor on his chest with his finger bones with his back hand, interrupting his words, and said provocatively:

"How else? Afraid I'll eat you? You're still a general, and you're afraid of even me as a weak woman? ”

Zhou Lanling's face was a little unbearable when he heard this, he reluctantly straightened his waist and looked directly at the eyes of the girl in front of him, and said with a strong momentum:

"Mr. Chu followed our troops, saved lives and helped the wounded, and worked hard, how dare I be disrespectful to the girl."

"Oh?"

Chu Huai'an retracted his striking hand noncommittally, pulled the broken hair behind his head lightly, and said,

"I'm not here to save the soldiers."

Zhou Lanling was stunned when he heard this, scratched his head suspiciously, and said, "Ah... Then why did Mr. Chu run around with our group of soldiers? ”

Hearing this, Chu Huai'an did not answer in a hurry, but instead stretched out his hand and pointed outside the tent,

"You just said that I saved your soldiers, and I am kind to you, right?"

The little general didn't know what she wanted to say, so he could only nod his head in a daze.

Chu Huai'an looked at his "well-behaved" appearance, smiled with satisfaction, and said flatly: "I don't need you to come up with much money." I just need you to lead my troops to help me find something, is it cost-effective? ”

Zhou Lanling scratched his head and wondered, "What is it?" ”

"Afterlife."

Mountains and forests near the barracks.

Zhou Lanling waved his hand and motioned for a few of his guards to step forward to observe the portrait in Chu Huai'an's hand.

In the portrait is a purple flower, the branches and leaves are reddish, and the heart of the flower is dark and black, which is not as bright and moving as ordinary flowers, but has a bit more vicious charm.

The little general frowned, pointed to the flowers on the portrait, and said suspiciously:

"Little sir, this flower... It doesn't look like it can heal and save people. ”

"Who said I'm going to use it to heal and save people?"

Chu Huai'an sneered, raised the portrait with his left hand, glanced at the circle of soldiers, and said,

"See it all? It's this kind of flower. ”

Those veterans had obviously never seen such strange flowers, and they were a little at a loss for a while, and their eyes were wide for a while. Or Zhou Lanling opened his mouth:

"Little sir, this flower you mean... Where do you usually find it? ”

Chu Huai'an took back the portrait, reached out and stroked his chin, muttered for a while, and said:

"It stands to reason that it's in this position. You can take a look at the cliffs, maybe there will be. ”

Maybe?

Zhou Lanling couldn't figure out what the girl in front of him was going to do, and he didn't want his subordinates to take risks for this kind of thing, so he hesitated for a while, but still said:

"I'm better, I'll go down and have a look."

After appeasing a group of veterans who volunteered, Zhou Lanling carefully held on to the rock and gradually climbed down the cliff.

In fact, the terrain of the mountains next to the barracks is not high, but due to the problem of flowing water, the ravines are vertical and horizontal, and they are craggy and terrifying. Zhou Lanling occasionally glanced down and could feel the dizziness brought by this height.

How can there be flowers in such a place?

Although he thought so in his heart, the habit of obeying Chu Huai's words that he had developed for a long time still drove the little general to continue his great cause of "looking for flowers".

The figure gradually moved downward, and the faces of the people on the edge of the cliff were also wrapped in the mist that filled the mountain, and it was impossible to see it really.

Climbing over a difficult stone ridge, Zhou Lanling took a deep breath, looked down again, and then his eyes lit up.

Not far from him, there seemed to be a purple flower, not much different from the one in the portrait.

He took a few more steps downward, then stood firm, reached out and held the receptacle, and tried to exert force, but there was no pull.

The dampness made the rock wall more and more slippery, and the little general was afraid to let go, so he didn't dare to exert a lot of force for a while, so he could only adjust his position little by little, trying to pull it out by changing the direction.

This method has proven to be very useful.

Zhou Lanling felt the feeling of soil loosening gradually coming from his hands, but his heart did not dare to relax, and he still applied force gently and gradually.

As soon as the strength of the hand was loosened, the flowers were successfully plucked. Zhou Lanling didn't dare to hold it up, and hurriedly used his hands and feet together, stabilized his body, and cautiously returned to the top of the mountain.

Chu Huai'an's gaze has not left the bottom of the cliff since he went down, and his eyes flashed with a complicated look.

The clever veteran on the side had eyesight, and hurriedly reassured:

"Mr. Chu, don't worry about it, our general's kung fu, at this height, we will definitely be able to come up safely."

Hearing this, "Little Mister" turned cold, and said sideways: "I hope he can bring my flowers." ”

This group of soldiers didn't dare to provoke this terrifying and terrifying god, so they said yes again and again, retreated to the side, and stared closely at the bottom of the cliff.

Zhou Lanling saw that he was about to reach the top of the cliff, and he carried light work, kicked several times, and arrived at the top of the cliff in an instant. He wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, handed the flower to Chu Huai'an, and asked:

"Huh... Little sir, do you think this one is enough, if it's not enough for me..."

"That's enough."

Chu Huai'an held the flower excitedly, stroked its petals with pity, and murmured,

"I didn't expect it to be..."

Zhou Lanling has always believed that girls should like peonies, which are gorgeous flowers, and no matter how bad they are, they are fresh white orchids, lilies and the like.

He looked left and right, and really didn't understand what this weird-looking purple flower knew about her happiness.

But seeing her happy, he also felt that it was worth the risk he had, and just wanted to beckon Chu Huai'an to return to the barracks, but he didn't expect that the military doctor was already impatient to run back by himself.

Everyone looked at each other for a moment. Zhou Lanling estimated her safety, and hurriedly led the team back to the barracks.

Since that day, Chu Huai'an has not left her medical tent, but she has not let others disturb her.

Zhou Lanling was helpless, so she could only order a few soldiers with quick hands and feet to bring her some food every day, but she never saw her eat a few times.

Everyone was curious. This little miracle doctor, who is famous for ten miles and eight towns, can rely on that strange purple flower to do something earth-shattering.

Ten days later.

Chu Huai'an finally walked out of her tent, seeing the slightly dazzling sunlight in the sky, her eyes narrowed slightly, but the corners of her mouth were a relaxed arc.

The soldiers who had been sent by Zhou Lanling to "take care" for a long time saw that this "little ancestor" had finally come out of the mountain, and hurriedly ran back to tell the general who had been making battle plans for the past few days.

However, without waiting for Zhou Lanling to take the initiative to find her, Chu Huai'an advanced into the general's tent.

Zhou Lanling looked at the girl in front of him who had not seen her for many days and was getting thinner, her heart was slightly sour, and she said softly: "Mr. Chu, you came out this time ......"

Chu Huai'an waved his hand to interrupt his meaningless reminiscence, and his tone was rare and gentle, saying:

"I beg you."

Zhou Lanling was stunned when he heard this, this god has a bad temper, and it is known from far and near, how can he ask others so "condescendingly". There was confusion in his eyes, but he still asked politely:

"Whatever Mr. Chu wants, I will help if I can."

"Clothes." Chu Huai'an seemed to think of something, paused in his tone, and added, "Children's clothes." ”

The little general heard that it was really big, in this wilderness, or in the barracks, the cloth is scarce, where to find the "children's clothes" she wanted?

Seeing that Zhou Lanling's face was embarrassed, Chu Huai'an didn't entangle, and said "thank you" neatly, and was about to leave.

Seeing this, the little general hurriedly called out to her, took a deep breath, and explained: "There are some discarded fabrics in the warehouse of our camp, but some of them are old......

He paused, his eyes flowing over her slender fingers, as if he was afraid of the anger of the person in front of him, and said tentatively: "Mr. Chu... Will you be a female celebrity? ”

Hearing this, the little doctor nodded, thanked him again, and got up to leave. The little general was accustomed to the informality of the man in front of him, but it was not too strange.

The veteran told himself that the "little gentleman" had not taken too much old cloth, and even if he did not waste it in cutting, it would probably only be enough to make clothes and trousers for two or three children.

Zhou Lanling became more and more curious, wanting to know what was the motivation for making this doctor with all the means to invest so much energy, and even do something he didn't like.

After the battle plan was written, he instructed the sentry to send the information he knew to Kyoto and await the decision of the Son of Heaven of this generation.

There was no big deal left and right, and he decided to go to Chu Huai'an's residence to try to solve the doubts in his heart.

Walking to the front of the tent, Zhou Lanling, who had a long memory, did not rush in, but called "Mr. Chu" in a low voice and listened to her answer.

Hearing the breathing sound of several people inside, Zhou Lanling thought that Chu Huai'an was abducted by secret agents, his pupils shrank sharply, and he immediately rushed into the tent, but was stunned by the scene in front of him.

In front of them were three thirteen or fourteen-year-old girls, their eyes were strangely red, and they had two rabbit ears on their heads.

They were dressed in sackcloth. The sewing skills are very rusty, and the clothes can only be said to be barely worn, far from comfortable, let alone beautiful.

The group of red-eyed girls seemed to be frightened by their own "living people", and they were cowering and hiding in the corner, moving closer in the direction of Chu Huai'an, as if seeking protection.

Zhou Lanling thought that he had been in the army for many years, and he could be regarded as having seen a lot of the world, but he had never seen such a strange life form in front of him, so he was immediately stunned.

Chu Huai'an found that he had trespassed on the tent, his brows furrowed, and his eyes became colder:

"Zhou Lanling, when did I let you enter my tent casually?!"

Hearing her words, Zhou Lanling recovered from the shock, hurriedly waved his hand, and anxiously explained:

"Mr. Chu... I heard the breath of several people in the tent, and I thought you had been kidnapped by enemy agents, so I ......."

"And what do you think now?"

Chu Huai'an snorted coldly, pointed at the three girls who were harmless to humans and animals, and said sarcastically,

"Do they look like enemy spies you said you were?"

Zhou Lanling knew very well that this matter was wrong with him, and even if there were thousands of doubts, he could only stop for the time being.

He leaned down and apologized to the little gentleman in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and for the sake of safety in the barracks, he still spoke:

"Mr. Chu, these three... Girl, what is your origin? ”