At dawn, Zhang Xing did not directly choose to leave the small mountain village. In fact, he and two other defeated soldiers stayed in the small mountain village for four consecutive days.
On the morning of the first day, three living people dug a big pit under the hill outside the village and hastily buried the three dead people outside Dumeng.
However, during this process, Zhang Xing was surprised to find that physical labor was extremely easy due to the so-called infuriating energy.
So, in the afternoon, there was no need to look at the compass at all. Zhang Xing asked the other two defeated soldiers to join him in trying to repair the thatched mud house with a burned roof, which should belong to a widow's family.
It turned out that these three people really received guidance and help after working, and then easily completed the repair at noon the next day.
By this time, the villagers' vigilance was already low.
And by the evening of the second day, when the three of them had completed simple house repair work for the entire village, eggs and sliced bacon had already been served for dinner.
Obviously, this was something that the villagers had hidden before.
On the third day, the three of them continued to stay, helping the elderly and weak people in the small mountain village to drain water and replant. The rain in the previous few days, coupled with the earlier 'natural disaster', caused obvious damage to the cultivated land behind the mountain village.
of damage.
It took half a day to drain the waterlogging and another day and a half to replant miscellaneous grains. By this time, the villagers were already very enthusiastic. They began to take the initiative to talk to the three of them. They seemed to not care much about the fires of the previous few days, and Zhang Xing was also there.
Only then did I learn that the imperial court that was fighting against the "Dongyi" was called the Wei Dynasty.
Wei, Dengzhou, Dongyi, these specious things would have given Zhang Xing a little more time to think about in the past few days, but now that he saw the real dragon, which was now covered with corpses and nearby, he didn't want to pay much attention to it.
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In this way, when the fourth day passed and on the morning of the fifth day, Zhang Xing had no reason to stay anymore. He asked the villagers for a wheelbarrow, put Du Meng's cold body that had been preserved with Qi into it, and then
So he pushed it himself and let two broken soldiers, one to explore the road and the other to hold the cart, walked directly out of the village and prepared to go to Dengzhou Shudi in the west.
But as soon as he walked out, he encountered a strange combination - three or four old men in the village, and seven or eight young and middle-aged women dressed as women stopped the three of them.
"What does this mean?" Zhang Xing looked at the villagers in front of him, confused for a moment.
The leader, the old man, was obviously still a little timid and did not dare to answer the question, while seven or eight women simply bowed their heads and knelt down on the road.
"Brother Zhang."
A defeated soldier glanced at Zhang Xing secretly, and then spoke carefully. "This is what the villagers want us to stay because they see that we are simple people who can work hard. There are almost no strong men in their village... As long as
Let us stay and let us choose one of these seven or eight widows to be our wife."
Zhang Xing suddenly understood, but it was a little strange - in this world, can he get a wife just by helping to repair the house and plowing the floor?
But it seems to feel a little natural.
"That's not the case." The old man at the head quickly waved his hand and explained. "What the villagers mean is that as long as the three military masters are willing to stay, they can beg two or three of them each. The handsome ones can enter the house, and the ones who look disgusting can also be allowed.
Help clean up the house! And this Uncle Zhang, even if he wants to beg four or five people, the village will be happy to do so! The house is occupied, the land is plowed, and when the wolf comes, someone chases it away, so what hope is there?"
As soon as these words came out, although the seven or eight widows lowered their heads, it was obvious that they all turned red to the roots of their ears, and the two defeated soldiers were also a little stunned.
As for Zhang Xing, he was stunned for a moment before realizing that Uncle Zhang turned out to be him, and then he quickly waved his hand:
"No! No!"
And it was this refusal that caused seven or eight widows to raise their heads together, and then seven or eight of them turned red and shed tears, and several old people also sighed.
Obviously, there is both a sense of shame of being humiliated and a sadness of being helpless until the end.
Zhang Xing realized something and quickly explained: "It's not that I look down on you sisters-in-law, it's not that I don't understand your difficulties. In fact, I promised my brother that I would let him return to his roots... so I don't dare to promise other things."
At this point, Zhang Xingfu looked at the two defeated soldiers who were obviously moved: "Where are you two? There is no one at home, and my hometown is a bit far away. I am afraid of being arrested by the court. I understand that there is no harm in staying. And these few
At first glance, the sisters-in-law are both kind-hearted people who can take care of the housework... In short, if I want to leave or stay, I will never be a bad person... How about that?"
The two defeated soldiers looked at each other in confusion. Finally, one of them gritted his teeth and nodded, threw down the car, and then stepped forward to hold a widow's hand. When the other saw this, he lowered his head and stepped forward to hold the hands of two others.
Zhang Xing nodded, said nothing, pushed the wheelbarrow and walked towards the road. Two men and seven or eight women quickly got up and got out of the way.
After walking 17 or 18 steps, Zhang Xing suddenly stopped the car and looked back, and then he told the two men again under the sun: "Since you are staying, you must treat them well, and you can't bully them randomly because you think they are widows..."
…I will never come to see you again in the future!”
After finishing speaking, without waiting for a reply from the two of them, he pushed the wheelbarrow and hit the road without looking back.
This little episode was quite emotional, but it did not delay the journey. But in the afternoon, when the sun had just turned west, Zhang Xing had clearly left the mountainous area and arrived in front of a plain... He held the car and stood up
On a small slope, as far as the eye can see, under the afternoon sun, there are lush vegetation, vast fields, towns, villages, rivers, and roads clearly visible, like a chessboard, and some faint flows of people and vehicles can be seen traveling on the roads.
, dots of farmers and peasant women are busy in the fields.
It was such an ordinary sight, but it made the traveler stand there in shock for a quarter of an hour before he came back to his senses.
Then he took a deep breath, held the compass, and whispered a mantra in his mouth. Then he saw the compass needle bounce up, pointing to a road heading north and west under the sun.
When Zhang Xing set foot on this road, he arrived at another village before dark.
This is a plain area. Although the villages still look a little dilapidated, the scale is different from the previous mountain villages. There are hundreds of households. There are quite a few houses inside, and there is even a fenced-in area outside the settlement.
There are wooden fences, and there are five or six young men patrolling at the entrance to the village carrying bows and shields.
Then, somewhat unexpectedly and somewhat naturally, Zhang Xing was stopped by the villagers.
The reason why he was unexpected was that the compass in his hand clearly pointed to this village. Zhang Xing wanted to fulfill his promise to send Du Meng home. He wanted to find a safe road, a clean place to survive the night, and some food.
Hot stuff, instead of camping in the wild and chewing on the rotten buns in his arms... And although this 'golden compass' that can point out the direction in his heart is gradually becoming less popular with him, so far, it doesn't seem to be ineffective.
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As for taking it for granted, it couldn't be clearer - an outsider, young and strong, armed with weapons, and more importantly, there was a corpse braving the cold.
If you compare yourself with others, if you were from the village, you would have blocked it.
After a moment of stalemate, Zhang Xing did not insist and decided to find a place to sleep outside the village. But just as he was about to turn the wheelbarrow, a hurried older female voice suddenly sounded from the village ahead:
"I heard from people in the village that a soldier came here?"
"yes."
Zhang Xing's heart moved slightly. He immediately raised his head and rushed to answer before the village guard Qingzhuang, and his words were frank. After all, in addition to Du Meng's body, there were two helmets and two brow-tip knives in the car. Don't be too obvious. Wait for him
When he raised his head and found that the person asking the question was a gray-haired old woman, he quickly asked, "I just escaped from the east over the mountains. What do you want to ask me?"
"Did the imperial court really lose in the front?" The aunt glanced at Du Meng's majestic body in the car, then looked Zhang Xing up and down, and then asked seriously.
"Failed!"
"Which army are you from?"
"Midfield Army."
"Are you familiar with Chang Shuijun?"
"What's your last name?" Zhang Xing's scalp felt numb.
"The surname is Liu..." The aunt was also a little nervous.
"I don't know." Zhang Xing felt relieved.
"It's okay if you don't know me." The aunt also breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's the truth." Zhang Xingqing knew that the other party did not mean the same thing as him, but he couldn't help but look at Du Meng's corpse and smile bitterly.
"Is this corpse a partner of your midfield army?" The young leader of the village guard who was carrying a bow suddenly interrupted. He was a tall young man with eyebrows like swords and piercing eyes. His simple clothes could not cover his tendon.
Meat.
"That's right, the comrades of the Middle Base Army are all in the same group." Zhang Xing was too lazy to hide it. "Because he is from Hongshan, he values returning to his roots, so before he died, he asked me to send him home..."
"Hongshan people really pay special attention to this." Someone echoed.
"Where are the Hongshan people, who doesn't talk about falling leaves returning to their roots?" An old man lowered his head and whispered.
"Why is it cold?" Another young man was curious.
"I was so angry because I was afraid that the corpse would be damaged."
"Are you also a practitioner?" Some other young men looked at him in surprise.
"It's just superficial skills in the military." Zhang Xing realized something and quickly explained. "It's not popular."
But what greeted him was a long period of silence, and the situation seemed to be in trouble again.
"If you are alone, you can stay at my house, sleep on my son's bed, and just have a meal!"
The aunt, who had been silent from the middle, suddenly spoke, and the second half of the words also obviously changed the target, but she was talking to the young people guarding the village. "After all, it is just one person, there are dozens of young people left in our village.
, Erlang of the Qin family, you are also capable, so you are not afraid of him... Besides, anyone who is willing to send his comrades home is more or less a stickler for rules... And this corpse, who is still taboo about this these days... Let him in
Bar!"
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding villagers talked a lot, but most of them nodded, and several young people guarding the village also looked at the young leader with a bow who had spoken hesitantly.
The young leader who was targeted, also known as Qin Erlang, glanced at the people at the entrance of the village, thought for a moment, but nodded: "Since Aunt Liu is willing to take you in, it doesn't matter for one night, I will allow you to stay in our village.
Rest for one night...but we must leave quickly tomorrow...I will send you there now, and I will send you out early tomorrow morning...Don't be too smart, otherwise my Qin Bao's bow will not be able to see!"
Of course Zhang Xing had nothing to say, he could only say thank you. In this situation, if someone is willing to take him in, he already needs to be grateful.
That night, Aunt Liu was probably moved by the scene. She didn't dare to say that she treated Zhang Xing as her own son, but she was very considerate. Not only did she provide food and accommodation, she also helped Zhang Xing get a package and wash all the clothes.
The boots were made of mud, which really made Zhang Xing feel a little ashamed and uneasy.
After all, he was leaving early tomorrow morning, so he couldn't go out of his way to repay this so-called favor.
The first half of the night was silent, and Zhang Xing slept peacefully.
But in the middle of the night, someone suddenly knocked on the door hurriedly.
Fortunately, he had experienced an accidental fight. Although Zhang Xing felt chilled for a moment, he still stood up in embarrassment to touch the knife. As soon as he left the door, he saw Aunt Liu already putting on her clothes, getting up, and opened the door.
A person was welcomed in.
The person who came was young and short in stature. He seemed to be one of the young men who had appeared at the entrance of the village during the day, but he was not the leader Qin Bao. After entering the door, he looked directly at Zhang Xing and said something shocking:
"The deserter... let's go quickly! Qin Er's guy has already gone to report to the official! The official will be here as soon as he says it!"
PS: Thank you for the cute new porridge with water added, not Zhou, who changed the human empire, Qi Ye asked for treasure, Qiao Hanhan and the three new alliance leaders. This book is already 20 years old and I am flattered.
