Headache, hand pain, waist pain, leg pain, foot pain...
Everywhere in my body hurts.
As she regained consciousness, it seemed as if all the cells in her body were beating gongs and drums to protest against her. Taking a breath, the strong smell of earth and blood rushed straight into her nose. She frowned slightly, her temples throbbed, and her eyelashes Yu trembled slightly and slowly opened his eyes.
The scene of Shen Tang falling to the ground was so unexpected that Zhai Le had only time to be distracted and ordered two black-armored soldiers to assist the guards to prevent the swords from injuring anyone during the melee. Qi Shan was so angry and funny that he never expected that she would come. Is this so unexpected?
As soon as he got closer, he heard Shen Tang cursing.
“Gan—where am I?”
As soon as she opened her eyes, she found that she was face down, half of her face buried in a puddle of mud, and her cheeks were stained with mud. She raised her hand and wiped it, and her palms were filled with blood. Only then did she realize that there was a puddle of mud. It is clearly a "blood puddle" where blood and water gather!
He reluctantly sat up, raised his head and looked around.
The firelight reflected in her eyes. Most of the dwellings in the mountain were destroyed in the raging fire. Everywhere she could see were broken limbs. Bodies were scattered on the ground, and blood was still flowing along the wounds. Unexpectedly, this place was not long ago A fierce fight broke out.
There were constant killing cries all around.
This scene made Shen Tang wonder if he had traveled through time again, to the battlefield of a small-scale encounter.
I don't blame her for being so imaginative.
She clearly remembered that not long ago, she was sitting on the porch of a house, watching the moon, drinking wine and drying her wet hair. She was so happy and happy. How come she ran to a strange mountain col as soon as she closed her eyes and opened them again. There were people wearing red and black armor around her. Soldiers fighting each other?
The only thing she was thankful for was that none of the soldiers' attention was on her, otherwise it would be dangerous for anyone who targeted her.
"Shen Wulang, Shen Xiaolangjun——"
At this time, a familiar male voice came to Shen Tang's ears.
Xun Sheng looked up and saw a familiar face.
He said happily: "Yuanliang! Why are you here?"
Qishan: "..."
A simple sentence can block the strange anger that he wants to blurt out. If it doesn't make others angry, it will make him choke himself.
What qualifications does Shen Tang have to ask him this question?
Why is he here in the middle of the night?
Doesn’t Shen Xiaolangjun have any idea in his heart?
Qishan showed a faint smile and asked Shen Tang softly: "Shen Xiaolang, do you still remember what you did before?"
Shen Tang: "..."
Although she was confused, her intuition told her that the Qishan in front of her was smiling so brightly that it was definitely not a good person. As soon as she finished speaking, Qishan's smile became even more "bright". She felt like her scalp was numb with a slight electric shock. It feels like the whole person is unnatural.
Shen Tang timidly said: "...I don't know."
He hesitated again: "I, what did I do?"
"What did you do?" Qishan almost gritted his teeth, "First you ran all the way to the central government office in Xiaocheng, and then you ran all the way out of Xiaocheng from there and dived into the deep mountains and old forests more than 20 miles away. Shen Youli Ah, Shen Youli, you can really run!"
Shen Tang: "..."
"When others drink, they will act crazy and talk crazy things. If you drink, you will kill whoever you catch with your sword, right?"
Shen Tang, who was being scolded all over the place: "..."
She blinked blankly and innocently - with hindsight, she guessed that she had a share of the credit for this place's masterpiece.
"I did not do it on purpose……"
As a nerdy painter, she knew that she was not a good drinker, but she never expected that a bowl of Dukang wine could bring her down. After she was knocked down, she would drink like crazy and kill people with a sword. Seeing Qi Shan's worry in anger , she was embarrassed and ashamed, and wanted to fight for the ground with her head.
The anger in Qi Shan's stomach was like a punctured balloon, and he let it out completely. He waved his hand helplessly and said, "Don't drink anymore in the future."
It would be fine if Shen Xiaolangjun didn't bother others when he drank, but it was others who suffered, so he would stop him no matter what.
Shen Tang: "Oh."
Without their commander, the red-armored soldiers were like headless flies. Soon they were all eaten up by the black-armored soldiers, and the killing cries gradually stopped. Zhai Le took back the Wu Dan Tiger Talisman and dragged the seriously injured "thief" with one hand. In front of Shen Tang, the pair of scorching peach blossoms were flashing with a smile that seemed to be asking for credit. He called out loudly: "Brother Shen, I brought you this little thief who stole your treasure!"
Shen Tang's head was full of questions: "Huh???"
Qi Shan glanced at the "thief" expressionlessly.
Is this the "thief" that Mr. Shen Xiaolang went wild at night and ran for more than twenty miles with a sword to catch him? He must have suffered an unintentional disaster... Well, that can't be said. If Mr. Shen Xiaolang didn't make a mistake, If they collide with each other, with that formation, this person will surely die!
Thinking of this, Qishan's eyes darkened slightly.
How could an ordinary person attract such a degree of pursuit? Eighth-class public servants are not cabbages in the fields. They can be found everywhere. Regardless of the size of the army, they are also generals who can lead three to five thousand troops. Let this kind of Strong people come out to hunt...
He lowered his eyelids to hide his deep thoughts, vaguely guessing something.
And the "thief" Zhai Le calls...
He was seriously injured and almost unconscious when he was frightened by these words. A thick layer of blood could not hide the confusion on his face. He didn't know when he had become a "thief". He was sure that he had not "stealed" He took away Shen Tang's things, but he couldn't resist it. He did have a treasure in his possession.
His muscles were tense and secretly on guard.
Shen Tang looked puzzled and asked Zhai Le: "What kind of thief?"
Zhai Le was also stopped by her question. He pointed at the "thief" and raised his voice: "Didn't Brother Shen say that this person stole your treasure?"
Shen Tang: "..."
She's not, she doesn't have it, don't accuse a good person wrongly!
Facing the gazes of three pairs of eyes, Shen Tang took a step back, lacking confidence: "I, I was drunk earlier..."
Therefore, whatever she does has nothing to do with her!
For a moment, the atmosphere was so awkward that people wanted to dig out a three-bedroom and one-living room with their toes. Shen Tang lowered his head and saw, oh, the clogs on his feet were still backwards. While no one was paying attention to this detail, Shen Tang quietly Mi took off her clogs and put them on again, pretending that nothing happened.
Hearing these words, the "thief" secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Just don’t come here for him...
Because they were too embarrassed, Shen Tang and the others did not want to return to Xiaocheng like this. They planned to spend the night in the wild and take the seriously injured "thief" to the stream downstream of the residence to treat the wounds and clean the stains.
Because there was only one piece of pajamas, Shen Tang could only wash his face in a hurry. It was just after midsummer and not yet autumn. The air was still hot and humid and dull, as if there was an invisible force pressing on his chest, and the blood and dirt were close to his skin, which made him feel uncomfortable. Shen Tang felt unwell all over.
"I'm going to chop some firewood."
There is still unfinished firewood in the houses.
After resting for a while, the weakness and weakness when he first woke up has faded away. Shen Tang was holding the mother's sword to chop firewood. Zhai Le was tricked by her into digging a hole and burying the body. Qishan was responsible for taking care of the seriously injured "thief". The conditions in the field were limited, so the wounds could only be treated simply. Treatment. But with the recovery ability of the ninth-level and fifth-level doctors, it will take seven or eight days to recover.
