Chapter 35: Fireplace in the Snow

Feeding Han Yue hot goat milk twice during the day, Zhang Xiao also learned from the previous dream, and asked the kitchen to make porridge with lean meat, angelica, jujubes, ginseng slices, and chicken soup, and feed it to Han Yue. In the evening, Han Yue's face finally recovered a lot, and he also had some strength. Zhang Xiao was very satisfied with his care, and he suddenly felt that he had grown up a lot and learned to take care of others. What I have seen and heard in the past are tragic things of murder and bloodshed, and it is the consistent principle of the people of the Northwest to fight for the strong. And this time, for the first time, I saw someone who could save people with blood, and it was to save a person who was not very familiar with it.

The door was pushed open, Huan Yi came in, and the back door was followed by two bartenders carrying large food baskets, and after a while, there were seven or eight good dishes on the table. Zhang Xiao said: "So many delicious food, the plate on the ninth floor of Jingxiang, what did you call?" Huan Yi regained his previous expression of not being salty or light, and ignored him.

Han Yue leaned against the head of the bed and asked, "No wine?"

Huan Yi said, "Alcohol is banned for a month!" Zhang Xiao stuck out his tongue at Han Yue, and Han Yue smiled bitterly at him. A one-month ban on alcohol is not the same as imprisonment for Han Yue. Huan Yi put on a jacket for Han Yue, helped him slowly walk to the table and sit down, and the three of them could finally have a solid meal.

Zhang Xiao muttered while nibbling on a duck leg: "Brother Luo, your blood is really godly, you can save your life." Wouldn't that be able to get you, and you will be able to live forever and come back to life? "The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. Huan Yi's face sank when he heard this, and he said to Zhang Xiao: "You remember to me that you must not tell others about this matter, including your loved ones." Otherwise, I will not spare you. Zhang Xiao immediately nodded incessantly, almost choking on a mouthful of food.

As mentioned earlier, in Cao Chong's tomb, Han Yue sacrificed himself to break the golden light curse and trapped two corpse souls with bloody clothes. Indeed, his blood is not ordinary. The principle of this blood exchange technique is not complicated, but it is rare to meet people with the purest blood, and later it is said that hundreds of years later, five generations and ten countries produced a corpse ancestor Hou Shi, and created a kind of utensils that can purify blood, so that ordinary blood can also save people, but the effect is still much worse than natural blood, but it is also very magical.

But a person's blood is limited, and every time it is used, it hurts greatly. The world thought that Han Yue was casual and uninhibited, arrogant and cold, and loved beauty more than himself, including these sons, but they didn't think that he would disregard his life and save people again and again. Is it just because of the one surnamed Zhang and the one surnamed Wang? Huan Yi thought of this, and couldn't help but feel a burst of inexplicable jealousy, even if he was in danger, he didn't want Han Yue to sacrifice himself to save himself, let alone others. Thinking of this, Huan Yi couldn't help but babble again: "You promised not to risk your life, again and again, again and again, again and again, how much blood can you use?" Han Yue slowly raised his head, and his eyes showed the soft gaze of the last time. Zhang Xiao felt that he was a little redundant at the moment.

After eating, Han Yue said, "How about playing chess?" Zhang Xiao was worried that he had nothing to do, and even said yes, yes. The three of them sat together, and from time to time there were exclamations of Zhang Xiao's miss, and after a while, he laughed happily because he ate a word or two. Seeing Zhang Xiao's childlike appearance, Han Yue also showed a smile from time to time. Huan Yi took care of Han Yue carefully for a while, and then reprimanded Zhang Xiao for a while. At this moment, the time is so quiet, like a family. People's hearts have always been peaceful, but they were born in this turbulent era.

The next day, Huan Yi asked Zhang Xiao to stay in the inn to take care of Han Yue, and went to Mr. Chisel's Mansion to continue studying the bird and insect seal. After a while, the shopkeeper came in with a charcoal basin, saying that the boy had ordered him when he left, saying that the sons were afraid of the cold.

In the afternoon, Huan Yi came back with two large bags, including three thick brocade cotton clothes inlaid with silver mouse hair. Huan Yi said: "I found several houses, but there was no Qiu Yu. Zhang Xiao gestured with his clothes and said, "Next time, I'll ask someone to send you two good mink coats." Huan Yi conjured up an elaborate copper hand stove out of nowhere, and took a piece of charcoal from the charcoal basin and put it in it. Hand it to Han Yue, who was sitting on the bed. Han Yue didn't say anything and let him take care of himself.

Zhang Xiao suddenly shouted: "Look at the snow." Sure enough, there were snowflakes floating outside the window.

"Uncle, you bought this cotton clothes in time. ”

Huan Yi said: "In the afternoon, the sky is overcast, and the humidity is heavy, so I guess it may change." "It turned out that Huan Yi came out to buy cotton clothes in the afternoon, and he must have gone to several stores to buy a suitable one.

"Then let's eat hot pot at night, the kind of charcoal stove. ”

"Fireplace in the snow. "Since Han Yue has spoken, then Huan Yi will definitely agree. It's a pity that Jingzhou doesn't have the lambs from Saibei, so they can't be eaten. Fortunately, there is a black goat stew pot here, and a large casserole sits on the charcoal stove and simmers, which can also be used for shabu-shabu. Even the shopkeeper thinks that these three noble sons are good at eating. The rice wine was warm, Zhang Xiao and Huan Yi drank each other, and Han Yue could only watch with a blank eye.

Han Yue asked, "Did you research anything today?" Huan Yi nodded, got up and took out a few pages from his coat, handed them to Han Yue and said, "I found some of the same words on the golden book from the words they sorted out. “

"Can you read anything?"

"I haven't studied it carefully yet, but when I go back tomorrow, I should be able to guess some of the meanings in the gold book. Oh, by the way, I met that fourth son of Huan today and chatted a few words. It is said that what they saw at Xia's house was the man in blue who was fighting with us in the restaurant that day. And this man also seems to be related to the case they are pursuing. ”

"So coincidental?" both of them put down their chopsticks when they heard him say this, thinking that it was too coincidental.

"I thought that person was weird, and he was full of yin energy. Have you noticed that his face, blue and gray, is the same color as when the deputy general was poisoned? Hearing Zhang Xiao say this, the two glanced at each other, and a question arose in their hearts at the same time: "Could it be that there is a corpse in that person?"

"And his long pipe, I came down from north to south, and I didn't see anyone smoke it, this is the only one who uses it. Zhang Xiao bit his chopsticks and continued to reminisce. Huan Yi stood up, took a pen and paper, and said, "Let's write down his strange notes and see if we can analyze the origin of this person." ”

The three of them then gathered around the stewed pot, chatting and remembering while eating.