"Hero, spare your life." Wei Zijun looked down at the weapon on his neck, then at the fierce-looking man in front of him, and gave up the idea of resisting with the crutch in his hand.
"Hanako? Or a girl?" The other party was a little surprised.
Wei Zijun nodded, not sure of the other party's purpose, and she didn't dare to say anything.
Although the other person's face was covered, what she was sure of was that he was also struggling with whether to let her go or kill her.
Wei Zijun does not regret entering this ruined temple. In these troubled times, nowhere is safe.
As long as the other person is struggling, it is a good thing for her. What she is afraid of is that if she does not struggle, then she will have no hope of survival.
She thought that the other party might ask her where she came from and where she was going, but she saw him swaying and moving the weapon across her neck.
"Find a place to stay and stay there." After the man warned fiercely, he staggered towards the haystack in the corner and fell down on it.
Wei Zijun stood there in fear, watching the man's body curl up and turning over in the haystack. She looked at the temple door again, only a few steps away from her.
As long as you lift your legs a few steps, open the door and run as fast as you can, you should be safe.
In this person's condition, he probably couldn't care less about chasing her out and killing her to silence her.
He raised his feet and walked quickly to the door, stretched out his hand to open the door, and looked in the direction of the man again, only to see that the man was motionless. He didn't know whether he was dead or fainted. Anyway, he was definitely not sleeping.
It’s on.
In the evening, Wei Zijun added firewood to the fire: "You wake up, I have some pancakes to bake. If you don't mind, come and eat some."
Without looking in the direction of the corner, she knew that the person had actually woken up long ago.
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a faint sound from the other side of the haystack. From the corner of her eye, she saw him using the blade to support his body and stand up. Although his steps were unsteady, they were not as staggering as before.
"Why are you still here?" The man sat opposite Wei Zijun and pulled off the scarf on his face, asking in confusion.
"The wind and snow outside are getting bigger and bigger, and I'm not sure if there's any shelter from the wind and snow ahead." Wei Zijun responded, handing over the multigrain pancakes baked by the fire.
The man hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to take it, opened his mouth and took a big bite: "You are really a beggar. No matter how strong the wind and snow are, compared to me, isn't it the most dangerous place here?"
"You didn't kill me, didn't you?" Wei Zijun responded casually, poured out a bowl of hot water from the broken pot that was stewing on the fire, and handed it over.
Her words made the other party startled, but he still stretched out his hand to take the water: "Is it that simple? Is he a good person if he doesn't kill you?"
Wei Zijun smiled: "You can pity a beggar, even if he is a villain, he shouldn't be that evil." As he said this, he was warming his worn-out cotton shoes that were hard from the cold.
After hearing her answer, the other party was silent for a moment, and then continued to eat multigrain pancakes with hot water. One pancake was gone after a few bites.
"Anything else?" he asked.
Wei Zijun rummaged through the bag beside him and took out a cloth bag, which revealed three cracked steamed buns. He handed two of them to him: "I want to keep one for myself, so I can't give them all to you."
"Pfft, aren't you afraid that I'll kill you for grabbing the steamed buns?" The man was amused by her stingy behavior and asked.
Wei Zijun did not laugh: "It's not a matter of whether I'm afraid or not. If I'm afraid, will it be useful?"
The man raised his eyebrows, nodded, and threw the two steamed buns he had just taken back to her.
Wei Zijun looked at him, then wrapped the steamed bun and put it away. Seeing that the other party didn't even toast the steamed bun in his hand, he just gnawed it. He guessed that he was very hungry.
"I haven't eaten for two days." She didn't ask, but the other party took the initiative to speak. "Actually, I shouldn't eat your food," he added.
Huh? Wei Zijun is puzzled.
"It's okay to tell you. I'm poisoned and I can't live. It's a waste to eat your food. I'm not afraid of death. I'm just unwilling to have my revenge avenged." After the man finished speaking, he took another big bite of Leng Bingbing.
of steamed buns.
Wei Zijun nodded. He wanted to see if he was dead or what happened. He had examined him and found out that he was poisoned, and that the poison had penetrated into his internal organs.
It won't die immediately. If it is consumed like this, it may not last three to five months.
Wei Zijun is not sure whether the poison in his body will be cured even if he meets the person who poisoned him within three to five months and gets the antidote. But what she is sure of is that her own blood will be able to cure it.
of.
However, you have to think carefully about whether you want to save this person and how to save him.
You can't save the wrong person, and you can't expose your secrets.
It seemed that the man was okay for a while, so she decided to take another look and think about countermeasures.
"By the way, where are you going?" The poison in the man's body does not always act up. When it is not acting up, he looks like a normal person.
Maybe he was kind to his words when he was about to die. Maybe he was walking alone for a long time and was lonely. At this moment, he actually started talking more.
"Xuzhou." Wei Zijun felt that he could tell the truth.
"What? Xuzhou? Are there any relatives you can seek refuge with there?" The man asked in surprise. If he went to Xuzhou, he would indeed go in this direction.
As soon as the words came out, he felt that this was not his style. When did he become so nosy and nosy? Or is it because the other party is a poor beggar?
Wei Zijun shook his head: "No."
"Why are we going there without you? Don't beggars always go to prosperous and stable places?" The man became even more curious.
Wei Zijun smiled helplessly: "In the years of war, there are few prosperous places. There are many beggars like me and there are many refugees. It is not necessarily a good thing to go there."
When the man heard this, he was startled for a moment. His expression when he looked at Wei Zijun changed, and he nodded approvingly: "Well, what you said is true, and it is true. But you don't know the situation in Xuzhou, right?
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"I heard something along the way, saying that it was the junction of the Three Kingdoms. It was originally very prosperous, but now because of the war between the Three Kingdoms, that place and the critical ground have become a place where no one cares.
The most chaotic and unsafe places, when the chaos reaches the extreme, there will always be a turning point. And you see, a lonely and helpless girl like me, with no one to turn to, I can only go there to try my luck. Maybe my
The vitality is there." Wei Zijun still told the truth.
The man nodded again, agreeing with her point of view. He didn't expect that a beggar and a woman could think like this and have such a far-reaching vision.
"It's a pity that I can't save my own life now. Otherwise, I can escort you for a while. Otherwise, you will not be able to arrive during the Chinese New Year." The man said with great regret.
"I'm just a beggar. If I don't celebrate the New Year, I'll do it wherever I go. However, I'm very grateful for your words." Wei Zijun said with a smile.
A trace of kindness from strangers can warm her heart.
After being separated from a large and huge family, she actually cares about this.
The more she said this, the more uncomfortable the man felt and his brows wrinkled.
Wei Zijun looked very puzzled. Did he say something wrong to irritate him...