In the days that followed, there were several small battles, and Zell huddled in the bean room, watching the beans change into mixed noodles and rice, and the camp was steaming all day, and a large pot was fried and fried from morning to night, and there was never a shortage of food.

Zell eats, drinks, and sleeps all day long, and his injuries quickly recover.

After a hundred days of broken muscles and bones, his broken leg was always good.

The summer wind was scorching until the autumn was crisp, and Zell's leg never landed, and one evening at the end of July he was walking on one leg in the back camp with a stick.

The autumn breeze was dry, and his braided hair was swept down, and the sky was full of fiery red light, and when it landed, everything was illuminated crimson, and his originally swarthy face turned wheat in the two months of solitary confinement, and his clothes were the short brown often worn by the soldiers of the rear battalion, and the sleeves were rolled up, revealing his wrists.

In the past two months, he has lost significantly weight - no one treats him badly for food and drink, but he is unable to move, and the strength in his body has dissipated with the long-lasting use.

Leaning against the wall, sticking to the wall in one hand and the wall with the other, he jumped into the middle of no, trying to reach his right leg to the ground.

His right leg had already taken the board and fell straight to the ground, and he was secretly glad that the bone was well connected, and he would not become a cripple, and then tried to take a step.

Before he really exerted himself, both hands were holding hard, sharing most of the weight of his body, but it was only a slight pressure, and a cone pain immediately swept over his legs.

There was a loud "bang", and he fell to the ground, and the stick fell out two or three steps.

He looked at his leg in disbelief, and at the same time sweated profusely - he was a Qiang man who was good at riding, hunting, and running, and if this leg was useless, then he would be finished.

After two months of captivity, the madness, coldness, and ruthless anger against Mo Lingfeng could no longer be suppressed at this moment.

He clenched his fists and slammed them into the solid ground with all his might.

There was a dull sound on the ground, and he slammed it three or four times in succession, until the knuckles of his fingers were red and his anger was slightly discharged, and he withdrew his hand.

As his anger dissipated, he realized that he was in too much of a hurry, and that it wasn't overnight that this leg would be restored.

After a few moments, he crawled expressionlessly, picked up the stick, stood up with his body propped up, curled up his right leg, let out a long breath, and tried to put his right leg on the ground again.

In less than half a step, he tilted his body and fell down again without accident.

He got up, fell, got up again, fell down again, fell down again, fell to the dust, and the pain in his right leg was unbearable, so that he no longer let his right leg fall to the ground.

Wiping his sweat, he jumped on one leg and jumped back into the cramped room—he tried to escape, but could not get out of the back camp.

Before the man could enter, the little soldier who did not eat fish rushed over and grabbed him: "Where have you been?" I can't find you anywhere, the general is looking for you! ”

Zell frowned: "At this time? ”

Xiao Bing said: "The general wants to see you, you don't care when." ”

He said as he grabbed Zell's arm.

"I'll change my clothes." Zell glanced down at the dusty body.

"It's the same for you," the soldier hurriedly urged, "Hurry up, don't let the general wait." ”

He jumped forward with Zell in his hand, Zell holding the stick in his right hand and the soldier in his left hand, and one leg also jumped quickly, wondering what Mo Lingfeng wanted.

Mo Lingfeng had not seen him since he took him to see the coffin two months ago.

Two months of captivity was enough to wear down his will, and he felt at a loss for all his past, and he didn't even know what he was fighting for the Golden Captive.

Mo Leaf wants to see him, and he wants to see Mo Leaf Leaf.

He can't stay in this place for a moment!

When he arrived outside Mo Lingfeng's house with the soldiers, there were already two teams of women's troops lined up outside, holding their bridles without squinting, Mo Lingfeng came out of the door, tied a scarlet cloak, and glanced at Zell carelessly, turned his head and ordered Yin Nan: "Send him on the horse." ”

With that, she stepped on the stirrup and flipped on her horse.

The sunset reflected the scarlet cloak and gold collar on her body, and the streamer shook on her face, and Zell looked at it for a moment, then looked away.

He just wanted to ask where to go, Yin Nan had already strode over, grabbed his shirt with one hand, grabbed his arm with the other, and carried him to the horse like food, and at the same time turned over on his horse and sat behind him without hesitation.

The accompanying women's army also got on their horses, and Mo Lingfeng raised his horsewhip and whipped the horse's belly, and took the lead in running out.

Riding his horse, Zell saw the fortress open its gates, lower the drawbridge, and the group galloped across the Shuo River, and stepped into the horse farm that had begun to wither and yellow.

The glow darkened layer by layer, the red sky turned to blue light, and the wind was no longer hot, but with a chill of early autumn, the horse team entered the city, and then did not stop at all, and rushed to Mofu.

Zell had been to Kuanzhou with his father and brother many years ago, and vaguely remembered that the city of Kuanzhou was prosperous and lively, and now at a glance, he saw that the streets were no longer as bustling as before, and when he wanted to look closely, the horses had already galloped outside the gate of Mofu.

Mo Lingfeng rolled the saddle and dismounted, striding up the stone steps.

When Menzi heard the movement of the horse's hooves, he had already opened the door and bowed: "The girl is back." ”

"Hmm." Mo Lingfeng casually threw the horsewhip to Menzi and walked in without looking back.

The others also quickly dismounted.

The women's army was familiar with the road, and one person rushed forward, took the horse whip from Menzi's hand, turned around and led Mo Lingfeng and Yin Nan's horses, and went to Zhongmen to tie the horses with everyone.

Yin Nan held Zell in one hand, and was supposed to follow Mo Lingfeng closely, but he was dragged down by him, so he had to walk slowly and glared at Zell angrily.

Zell didn't notice Yin Nan's gaze at all, and looked at the situation inside the gate in surprise.

He guessed that Mo Lingfeng was going to return home when he left the fortress, but he didn't guess that Mo Lingfeng's home was like this.

The door creaked shut behind him, and in front of him was a flat and wide bluestone floor, the tiles emitting a soft glow in the dim skylight, and the servants stood quietly on either side, like clay sculptures, waiting for them to pass.

He climbed Yin Nan tightly with one hand, and between jumping, listening to the crisp sound of the bluestone slab bricks, he suddenly felt that he was out of place.

As they walked along, the servant standing still under the porch silently moved to fork the lantern, light the candle inside, and then fork the lantern up.

Lanterns lit up one after another, dispelling the darkness, and Zell jumped up to the verandah with Yin Nan.

There is a rhombic window on the corridor wall, Zell turns his head to look out from the window, the lights are on, you can see that there are flowers and plants, mountain pools, and big trees outside the window, even if the color is yellow, it is still a continuous scenery, and a few mountain thrushes fly behind the window from time to time, and they are content.

His gaze withdrew from the window, and he looked at the starry lights, which burned from the verandah to the main porch, and spread to places he didn't know.

With so many candles, how much silver do you burn in one night?

(End of chapter)