The grass and wild flowers soaked by the morning dew all carried a different kind of fragrance, and the five people traveling with them headed towards Yangcheng following the fragrance.
Half a day after setting off, everyone found a place beside a gurgling stream for temporary repair. Bai Feng, who had not been able to sleep the night before, took a moment of rest and lay down in the middle of the weeds, accompanied by the chirping grasshoppers.
; The grasshoppers jumping back and forth among the greenery, and the refreshing fragrance in the nose, quietly fell asleep.
Suddenly, the sound of burning flames sounded in the young man's ears. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was in a sea of fire, and the lush greenery suddenly and mysteriously disappeared without a trace.
The young swordsman's breathing became more rapid, just because he saw a man lying on the ground in front of him, with a sword stuck in his back, dying. The man faced Bai Feng, as if he wanted to reach out and grab the young man, and murmured: "
Feng'er...Feng'er..." Then he raised his open hands forward and died in pain.
The man was immediately eroded by the fire and burned to ashes. The sea of fire also disappeared and was replaced by endless darkness. In the darkness, Han Chinese faces similar to young men were surrounding them: they were mocking wantonly and crazily.
: Laughing at the dead man's incompetence; laughing at the young man's timidity!
And among the endless and complex laughter, the shrill, tragic and sharp cries of a woman could be heard intermittently...
"Brother Bai! Wake up!" Zhao Kuo shook the boy in front of him. He was breathing irregularly and was sweating, as if he had some sudden illness.
The minions of the nightmare had clung to Bai Feng's consciousness before. Only after hearing Zhao Kuo's cry did he realize that he was in a dream in the past.
But opening your eyes in reality is far more difficult than opening them in a dream. The more Bai Feng wants to get rid of those malicious laughter, the tighter he feels bound. The "string" in his heart is called "the past"
The two big hands with "reality" were tense, unusually tight, as if they were about to be disconnected at any time! And when they were disconnected, it meant that his consciousness was on the verge of collapse.
After a while, Tuoba Chen hurried over with a green leaf in his hand, asking Bai Feng to open his mouth and take it. When Zhao Kuo saw this, he immediately lifted the Xianbei warrior's arm away and shouted loudly
He roared: "What did you hold in your hand and stuff into his mouth?"
"Mr. Zhao, this is an herbal medicine that calms the mind and calms the mind. In my hometown, people who encounter Brother Bai's situation can just hold a piece of this small leaf under the tongue and they will wake up after a while. Just believe me!"
Seeing Tuoba Yan's anxious look, Zhao Kuo no longer stopped him, and then he lifted up Bai Feng, whose body was already covered with sweat and dirt, and let him take the herbs in his mouth.
Bai Feng, who was still fighting the nightmare, suddenly felt a cool feeling under his tongue. A moment later, this cool feeling passed through his chest, slightly relaxing the young man's tense nerves. He followed the voice calling him,
Open your eyes slowly.
"Brother Bai! You finally woke up!" Zhao Kuo looked happier than anyone else and said happily.
Tuoba Yan also asked with concern: "Brother Bai, are you okay?"
"I...I just had a nightmare." Then, Bai Feng took out the herbal medicine under his tongue and asked, "This is mint, it's 'soothing the mind, refreshing the mind'. Brother Zhao gave it to me
Did I take it?"
"So this little thing is so useful?" Zhao Kuo looked like he suddenly realized it, and asked Tuoba Yan for a piece to swallow, and repeatedly exclaimed: "It feels good both physically and mentally! It feels good both physically and mentally!"
After hearing this, Bai Feng suddenly said: "Thank you so much, Brother Tuoba." Then he looked at Zhao Kuo and joked: "I knew Brother Zhao wouldn't be so knowledgeable, he might have thought it was a poisonous weed!"
"Brother Bai, you don't have to ridicule me like this. If you hadn't woken me up, I wouldn't have bothered to care about you!" Zhao Kuo looked at Bai Feng and said angrily: "Look at you again,
When you go out, don’t tell others that you are a member of my Zhao family!”
Bai Feng rubbed his cheek, his clothes were stained with some sand and mud, and his hair was messy. The young man smiled as if he remembered the nightmare just now, turned around and went to the river to wash up and tidy up.
Looking at the small fish in the river and the green lake reflected by the surrounding woods; smelling the intoxicating fragrance from nature in the nose, listening to the hilarious conversation between Zhao Kuo and Tuoba Guang behind him. Bai
Feng felt an irreplaceable reality lingering in his heart. Such a reality was enough to drive away all the "ghosts and monsters" in his dreams.
"Damn fat man, take out the mint!"
"No! I picked it. If you have the ability, you can pick it yourself."
"This young master wants to eat 'Chicken Stewed with Mint'. If you don't cook it for me, you won't be able to eat today!"
Seeing that they were arguing, A-Bian advised him: "Actually, you can make something delicious without mint..."
Everyone rested for a while after the meal. Compared to the other three who were solemn and few words, A-Bian and Tuoba Guang were talking and laughing, looking very happy and happy. They didn't look like they had experienced life and death just last night.
"A-Bian, I like you so much! You will also make 'mint stewed chicken' for me next time." Tuoba Guang said while holding A-Bian's neck with the inner side of his elbow and said slightly affectionately.
"Brother Tuoba, don't do this, I'm going to be out of breath!"
The remaining three people just drank water and looked at them, thoughtfully.
A trace of disdain flashed across the corner of Zhao Kuo's mouth and he said: "I didn't expect that they have only known each other for half a day and they are already so familiar with each other."
"Perhaps it's the fate they cultivated in their previous lives?"
"Oh? Brother Bai also believes in this theory of gods and Buddhas?"
"I just know a little bit about them." Bai Feng put down the wooden bowl in his hand and said immediately: "I have been cultivators from hundreds of generations and have been on the same boat. I have been cultivators from past lives to sleep together. I can meet you and share the hardships with you and share the food."
', it is a fateful meeting given by God, and it is also a blessing we have cultivated ourselves. This sentence is just to hope that the wanderers who know each other and meet each other can cherish this relationship."
After hearing this, Zhao Kuo laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "I can't explain the truth to you. Just to save my sister-in-law, do I have to go to Yangcheng?" As he said that, he filled the bowl with the soup he had finished drinking.
He drank a full cup of fine wine brought from the inn, and continued: "In my opinion, those officials are just people who take people's money but don't help people with their troubles!"
"That group of thieves is numerous and has caused serious harm. I believe the government has some knowledge of their general whereabouts. Besides, with just the five of us, it would be too risky to successfully rescue Brother Zhao's sister."
"Then...I can completely rely on you..." Zhao Kuo's speech was unclear, probably due to the strong alcohol.
Tuoba Yan replied: "Master Zhao, it's better not to drink. We still have half a day to go!"
"Okay! I...don't drink anymore..."
Bai Feng and Tuoba smiled at each other and understood. The conflict between Zhao Kuo and the Xianbei aliens was finally temporarily resolved. The five people packed up and set off on the road again. However, Zhao Kuo, who was in vain and was still trapped by drunkenness, was led by Tuoba.
He helped and continued on his way.
The crows were still playing in the forest, and the songs of the birds were lingering. It was a pity that they had no time to take care of these beautiful scenery, because the road ahead would only become more rugged.