A few miles away at the entrance of the mountain, two figures were hiding behind a tree, monitoring the movement of the convoy from a high position.
"what to do?"
"What can we do? The boss said, we can't alert the enemy."
"What about the woman?"
"She was hit by two arrows from us, ran away all night, and rolled down from such a high place. Do you think she can survive?"
"Can't live."
"Isn't that okay? Just say hello when you get back. It'll be easier to do business with."
"Okay, then..."
After the conversation, the two turned their attention to the side. There was a young man leaning on a tree trunk covered in blood, with five or six arrows stuck in his body. His eyelids were half closed, and it looked like he would not live long.
One of them squatted down and said, "Ah She, look at you, why bother..."
"puff--"
The young man stared at him and spat out bloody smear.
"I'm looking for death!"
"Forget it, let him stay here." The crouched man stood up again, waved his hand and took his companion away, "Let him breathe and leave a mouthful of hot food for the wolves."
"Hey, that makes sense, hehe..."
"..."
The young man stared at the retreating figure, the resentment in his eyes like a ball of fire. However, even this fire was quickly extinguished, and turned into a dead gray, showing unwilling sadness.
sand.
The soft sound of treading snow could be heard beside the tree.
Someone came out from the side and tilted his head to look at him. The latter only breathed out and was slightly numb. After waiting for a while, there was no sound, so he raised his eyelids. Unfortunately, he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.
I could only vaguely see the legs and feet of the visitor. They were clean gray cloth shoes and gray trousers, which were incompatible with the surrounding environment. It was obvious that they were not the two people who just left and returned.
"Eat it, you'll feel better."
The visitor stuffed a pill into his mouth, and it melted in his mouth. At this time, it actually didn’t matter what the other person gave him, even if it was poison, he couldn’t resist it. However, strange to say, the pill entered his stomach and melted.
Being a stream of clear water actually greatly reduced his pain. However, his consciousness became increasingly blurred.
The visitor said again, "Don't worry, the woman and the child are still alive."
The young man's heart beat suddenly, and then the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Thank you..." and then he lost his breath completely.
Doesn't this look about the same age as yourself?
The visitor was a little touched, but he didn't stay long and turned around to leave. The cold wind continued to blow, and soon the body was covered with a layer of snow, burying the footprints on the ground.
On the official road, traffic has resumed.
The carriage was waiting at the roadside. When Wen Wu came back, most of the people had dispersed, leaving only Moli Moli and a few cavalry standing by. Seeing him, the latter glared dissatisfied.
Xingmin didn't take it seriously, "I'm back."
"Um."
The convoy was jammed just now, so many people took advantage of the situation to relieve themselves. Wen Wu also left for a while. When he came back, he saw that the woman had been moved into the carriage and placed on the long platform.
Moli Jasmine said angrily: "Humph, didn't you say it was crowded?"
Wen Wu smiled and said, "If you are half dead, I don't mind giving you a squeeze."
"you……"
"How about one less sentence from each of you?" Xingmin smiled bitterly.
"She provoked me first."
Wen Wu curled his lips and got on the carriage. But then again, although the space of the double carriage is much larger than that of an ordinary carriage, one or two more people sitting in it would hardly feel the same, but with one more person lying in the middle, it does feel uncomfortable.
It was a bit in the way. Moreover, Wen Wu discovered that this woman was not small. Although she was curled up, she still took up half the length of the carriage.
After skipping some trivial matters, the carriage set off again.
Wen Wu closed all the car doors and gears, leaving only two air vents. Xingmin sat aside and not only had no objections, but also looked a little curious as he watched him operate.
"Can this save my life?"
"Try your best." Wen Wu tried to hold the child, but found that he was being held tightly by the woman and could not be held away at all.
"I tried it just now, but it couldn't be pulled off and the clothes were torn." Xingmin pointed to the clothes that tightly wrapped the child and sighed: "This woman should have given him all her clothes."
"This is not easy to handle."
Wen Wu murmured for a moment, then pulled hard, and with a "hiss" sound, the woman's hand was torn open, her fingers were twisted and twisted, and her clothes were torn.
Xingmin just watched it leisurely, and was shocked. Of course he had seen more cruel scenes, but he didn't expect Wen Wu to be so sudden. One moment he was talking softly, and the next moment he solved it violently. Not only did this go beyond the
Unexpectedly, looking at the woman's twisted and bloody fingers, Xingmin couldn't help but wonder what was going on. However, the next moment, Wen Wu's actions once again refreshed his understanding. Wen Wu put the child down
Next to the copper stove, he turned around and grabbed the woman's hand. With two clicks, he actually snapped the deformed fingers back to their original positions... After this operation, it took a long time to say, but it only took a few breaths.
Time has confused Xingmin.
Wen Wu naturally didn't know what he was thinking, so he muttered to himself, "Hey, that's good, I saved the anesthetic."
Xingmin felt a little messy. It hurt just to look at it.
"Your Highness, can you lend me a hand?"
"I told you not to call me Your Highness, what should I do?"
"Help me hold on."
"Is that so?"
"Well, that's it..." Wen Wu said as he turned around and took out a pair of scissors, and cut off the woman's clothes with a few quick "sssssssssss".
Xingmin was startled, a little embarrassed. However, when he saw Wen Wu's focused eyes, he felt a little ashamed, so he calmed down and put all distracting thoughts behind him. Then, the atmosphere became a little serious. Although there was no
Although he didn't know much about medical skills, Xingmin was knowledgeable and could see some clues, and his brows gradually tightened.
Wen Wu didn't think too much and just did his own thing. After a while, he took something off the woman's body, looked at it for a few times, and then handed it to Xingmin.
Xingmin took it and frowned, "Crossbow arrows?"
"Your Highness should recognize this thing, right?"
"Huh? How do you say it?"
"For the military's standard repeating crossbow, the arrows will leave special marks for easy control." Wen Wu helped the woman simply treat the wound, suturing it, cleaning it, and applying medicine in one go.
"I know this, but..." Xingmin paused, his eyes narrowed, and then he wiped the blood on the arrow with his hand.
"The mark has been rubbed away, but the traces are still there." Wen Wu covered the woman with a blanket and poured some hot water to wipe her hands. He didn't want to cause trouble, so he just stopped and didn't ask any more questions.
Xingmin stared at the arrow, his expression changed, and he was silent.
Wen Wu did not disturb him, but tidied up his things, and then opened both doorstops for ventilation. After this treatment, time passed quickly. The snow outside had stopped and the sky became clear.
After a while, Xingmin also sorted out his thoughts, took a breath, and threw the arrowhead into the copper furnace. A few sparks popped out, "Wenwu, let's put this matter aside for now."
"oh."
It doesn't matter if you hear and understand it, just respond casually.
Xingmin had many things on his mind, but he had no conclusion for the time being, so he shifted his attention and looked at the woman lying down. Seeing that her face was pale and breathless, Xingmin was a little touched and asked, "How is she?"
Wen Wu shook his head.
Xingmin looked at the quiet child by the fire again, then looked at Wen Wu.
Wen Wu still shook his head.
Xingmin sighed and said: "You have done your best, no one will blame you. I will ask Jasmine to bury them later, and see if I can find any clues to identify them..."
"Who to bury?"
"ah?"
"She was so good, why did she need to be buried?" Wen Wu had a question mark on his face.
"Then what do you mean by shaking your head?" Xingmin looked confused.