Along the way, Zhang Qi sat in the pot, and he was also dancing and rejoicing along the way, but as soon as he came ashore, he became sluggish, his face was red, and he had a fever.

"What should I do?" Zhang Wu's tears were about to come out.

"It should be that he has been on the river for too long, although he has not been in direct contact with the water, but after all, the river is windy, and he is also very busy these days, it is normal to have a fever, you hurry up and pick up some firewood and come back to keep warm." Zhang Hui thought of the white snake for the first time, but he didn't say it, but looked for reasons in other aspects.

At this time of year, the Northland is full of dead wood and weeds, which is suitable for making fires to keep warm and bake clothes.

Afraid that something would happen to Zhang Qi, Zhang Wu hurriedly went to find a lot of firewood and came back, and also boiled a lot of water for it to drink. Afraid that the cold on his body would hurt Zhang Qi, he took off all the clothes soaked in water and put them next to him to roast.

However, until the night fell, the clothes that had been baked next to him were all dry, and the dead wood and grass in the surrounding places were almost burned, and Zhang Qi still did not get better, and his body was still hot.

In a hurry, Zhang Wu ran all the way out, trying to find the village and come back with some firewood before the fire burned out.

After Zhang Wu left, after Zhang Qi fell asleep.

Zhang Hui hugged Zhang Qi and prayed beside the fire, praying that Master Zhang, Mrs. Zhang, and the second master would appear to bless Zhang Qi, and he could only do nothing if he didn't know herbal medicine.

At night, the northland wind was stronger, and gusts of wind rushed to the fire, blowing a little spark and flying in all directions, giving a glimmer of light to the lonely northland.

Suddenly, the sounds around him disappeared, the howls of beasts in the distance disappeared, and the insects, frogs, birds, and fish in the vicinity all disappeared at the same time.

Sensing the abnormality, Zhang Hui held Zhang Qi in his left hand, picked up the spear in his right hand, and slowly stood up.

The next moment, the river lit up, and glowing lines appeared on the surface of the river. Zhang Hui's eyes were sharp, and when he squinted, he saw long snakes, long snakes that glowed

In the middle of the long snake is a small snake, a small snake the size of a thumb. However, the light was the most intense, and the faint blue light illuminated the surface of the river. Although the other snakes are large, their light is very faint, only fluorescent.

Zhang Hui had reason to believe that the snakes were those he encountered during the day, and they were very close to Zhang Qi during the day. However, their sudden appearance at this time made Zhang Hui not dare to take risks, so he turned around and ran.

Knowing that the enemy is invincible, then turn around and run away! There may be some shame, but it works.

But this time it didn't work, the snake's speed was too fast, Zhang Hui couldn't run away at all, and it was blocked in front of Zhang Hui all of a sudden, but it didn't move.

"What do you want to do?" Seeing that it didn't move, Zhang Hui felt a little relieved, but he was still not at ease.

The white snake tilted his head and glanced at Zhang Hui, and then looked at Zhang Qi in Zhang Hui's arms. It slowly placed a leaf in its mouth on the ground and stepped back a foot or two.

Picking up the leaf, he looked at the white snake, and just wanted to say what to write. The white snake nodded at Zhang Hui, and swam towards the river without hurrying.

As the light on the river disappeared, Zhang Hui came back to his senses in a daze.

Looking at the leaves in his hand, Zhang Hui didn't dare to act at will, but Zhang Qi's condition was getting worse and worse, so he could only force him to make a choice.

I ate a little leaf first, and after waiting for a while, there was no adverse reaction in my body. Zhang Hui finally ate the gruel and sent the leaves into Zhangqi's stomach little by little.

The fact is that it is also going in a good direction, and when Zhang Wu came back with firewood, Zhang Qi's condition improved a lot, and a smile finally appeared on his distressed face again.

didn't tell Zhang Wu what happened tonight, Zhang Hui decided to hide tonight's events in his heart and bear the memory by himself.

When Zhang Hui decided to keep this matter secret and keep it from the world, a monk and a saint had already sensed it.

They were far, far away from this place, but when the white snake appeared on the surface of the river, they all looked at this place, as if they could see everything here through the darkness.

At dawn the next day, Zhang Qi's illness had already recovered. I cooked some porridge, and in the midst of the crying of Zhang, I could only add a lot of dried meat to the porridge, and after eating and cleaning up, I continued on the road.

Because they went down the river, they were far away from Zhang County, and when they arrived in the wilderness, there were no people, and Zhang Hui and Zhang Wu couldn't judge the location.

However, as long as you go southwest, you should be able to find your way to Prison Cloud Pass.

After walking all morning, at noon they met a man, a man who was dying.

Zhang Hui and Zhang Wu are not good people, when they passed by him, except for a few more glances, there was no other action, but Zhang Qi wanted to do something, but he was carried by Zhang Hui and couldn't act.

It was already evening when I met people again, and it was a lot darker.

Zhang Wu had good eyesight and paid attention to him from a long distance.

It was a soldier who had a broken hand, and it looked like it had just been broken in the past few days. He seemed to be digging graves for his comrades, with several corpses and a freshly dug dirt pit over there.

He looked at Zhang Hui and the three of them vigilantly, his face darkened and his head slightly lowered, and he held the knife that was already missing a corner in his left hand. It's like a wounded old wolf, who doesn't have much combat power anymore, but the anger on his body will never fade.

Seeing that he was hostile, Zhang Hui felt a little uncomfortable. However, Zhang Hui was conceited that he posed no threat to himself, so he smiled heartily and hugged his fists and asked, "Dare to ask this brother, is there any village near here?

Zhang Qi didn't seem to like the man, bared his teeth at him, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture to grab him.

After listening to Zhang Hui's words, the man buried his head lower, as if he was thinking about something, but the occasional glance was very aggressive, which made Zhang Hui very uncomfortable.

Zhang Hui actually doesn't like to be troubled, not most of the time he has the mentality that more things are better than less things, that person's eyes are not friendly, Zhang Hui is just unhappy in his heart, and his face is not obvious.

After a long time, the man raised his knife and pointed it at the guide, and said in a hoarse voice, "Over there, a small village." ”

After receiving the answer, Zhang Hui hugged his fist, saluted, and took Zhang Wu to the south, preparing to go to the small village for one night tonight.

After walking for nearly 100 meters, just as Zhang Hui wanted to open his mouth to say something to Zhang Wu, Zhang Wu spoke first: "Big brother, that person was picking up the people in the grave just now and searching for the corpses. ”

"Really?" Zhang Hui looked at Zhang Wu, "What do you say?"

"The corpse next to him was covered in mud and sand, his ears and nose were covered with dirt, and one of his clothes was scattered aside?"

"Really?" Zhang Hui didn't pay as much attention at the time, he had experienced too many things recently, and Zhang Hui's mental state was relatively poor.

Before Zhang Wu could answer, Zhang Qi kept nodding on Zhang Hui's back.

Zhang Hui and Zhang Wu were not surprised, that is, they teased him a few words and praised him for being smart.

"Big brother, do you want to?" made a neck wiping motion at Zhang Hui.

Zhang Qi saw it, followed his example, and smiled and scratched his hand on Zhang Hui's neck.

After pondering for a while, Zhang Hui said: "It is said that entering the soil is safe, and entering the soil is safe, that person is so good, someone really should clean him up." ”

In every era, in every background, there are things that cannot be touched. Those who touch it will definitely be pointed at by thousands of people and spurned by thousands of people.

Entering the earth is such a very important thing.

Those who died on the battlefield had to abandon their bodies in the wilderness, and that was a last resort. The soul of the second master warned Zhang Hui to let them enter the earth for peace, and those soldiers released goodwill when Zhang Hui promised to help them enter the earth, all of which originated from the idea of entering the earth for peace.

Indeed, Zhang Hui used cremation, and in the end, the time was urgent, and he did not bury the urn in the soil, which is indeed not considered to be in the soil. But it also gave the corpse a place to sleep, so that the corpse would not be thrown into the world.

Zhang Wu nodded, put down the polished rice and dried meat in his hand, picked up the gun and ran back and forth.

"Qi'er, do you really want to kill that person?" Although it seemed a little inappropriate to ask a child like this, Zhang Hui still asked. He put Zhang Qi on the rice bag and half-crouched in front of him.

At this moment, the autumn wind rose, rolling up a little bit of yellow sand and slapping on the weeds, making a rustling sound. Pursing his lips, Zhang Hui helped Zhang Qi straighten his clothes, and then laughed self-deprecatingly.

Scratched his nose and said to himself, "Also, why do I ask you this." ”

patted his head and said earnestly, "Grow up quickly." ”

Zhang Wu has killed people, and killing a person like this in front of him will not affect him. This world is like this, there are not too many reasons, the truth is often only on the side of strength, if you want to support justice, then stand at the highest, but when you stand at the highest end, can you still stick to justice?

The man wanted to resist, but the knife in his hand never put down, staring at Zhang Wu like an old wolf.

Zhang Wu rushed over, picked up his spear, and smashed it at his head. The man had only his left hand, and although he raised his knife to block the spear, the force was too small and he was smashed by the spear.

With one blow, Zhang Wu had the absolute upper hand, and then Zhang Wu didn't give him time to breathe, taking advantage of his unstable footing, he immediately drew back his spear, and then stabbed him in the chest, piercing him.

After drawing his spear, Zhang Wu turned around and left, no longer paying attention to the people behind him.

This is what Master Zhang taught him, saying that after killing someone, don't look at his eyes, so that he won't be upset.

The eyes of the dead are terrible or not, Zhang Wu doesn't know, he only knows that Master Zhang's whip is powerful, and Master Zhang orders like this, and he does it like this. Now Master Zhang is gone, but the habit has fallen.