There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 742 Choice (first change)
Night, bonfire.

The bonfire burns in the dark night, the flames lick the firewood and emit warm light and heat, illuminating everything around them.

Shang Jiuge was the only one by this bonfire.

She sat alone in front of the bonfire, still wearing the loose white dress that He Ping had given her back then, but this white dress was no longer spotless, and there were many traces of mud and water on the girl's snow-white face.

She is warming herself by the fire.

At this moment, someone approached Shang Jiuge, and then gently called her sister in Korean.

Shang Jiuge raised her head, and she reached out and handed Shang Jiuge a dark object, which looked like a roasted sweet potato or other plant tuber.

Shang Jiuge looked at the other party, and under the light of the fire, one could see that she was a very petite girl who looked only eight or nine years old. Like Shang Jiuge, there were many traces of mud and water splashing on her body.

It's the kind of dirty and dusty feeling.

Shang Jiuge shook his head slightly: "I won't let myself starve to death."

she said softly.

The little girl looked at Shang Jiuge under the firelight, and continued: "Uncle Jin's wound has opened again. We have no medicine left. He may be dying. I want to ask my sister to take a look."

She used Korean, so she couldn't understand a single word of Shang Jiuge, and similarly, this little girl from Korea didn't know anything about the Shenzhou dialect that Shang Jiuge spoke.

The two people were originally unable to communicate and have no intersection, but now they meet together because of the miracle of fate.

Shang Jiuge just listened to her words quietly, then turned his head to think for a while, then stood up, and stretched out a hand to the little girl.

The little girl leaned over and grabbed Shang Jiuge's finger, then turned around and walked towards the distance holding Shang Jiuge's hand.

This is a wilderness.

But there is not only one bonfire in the wilderness.

Instead, these flickering red flames burned one by one on the ground, like scattered red mushrooms.

The little girl led Shang Jiuge through these bonfires, one large and one small shadows cast on the ground, and the people around the other bonfires also saw these two walking shadows and raised their voices. Greeted with a respectful and warm attitude.

But Shang Jiuge also couldn't understand a single word.

She was just following the little girl in front of her, slowly walking from the center of the campfire colony to the edge.

Then the little girl stopped, stepped aside, and looked back at Shang Jiuge.

Shang Jiuge also saw the person the other party wanted her to meet.

This is an old man with pale hair. There are knife wounds on his chest and abdomen. These wounds were cut by those Japanese people with Tai knives. The upper surface has festered and pus.

It was also for this reason that the other party was lying on the ground in a semi-conscious state.

"It's hopeless." Shang Jiuge looked at the other party and shook his head slightly.

She is not a miracle doctor. If Huo Ying was here, there might be a way to save her, but that was just a possibility.

The little girl looked at Shang Jiuge and shook her head, not surprised, and she didn't ask Shang Jiuge to come over to save the old man.

On the contrary - just want the old man to meet Shang Jiuge.

She let go of Shang Jiuge's fingers, then leaned closer to the old man, bowed her head, and whispered a few words in his ear, and the old man miraculously slowly opened his eyes.

Even though the light was dim and his vision was a little blurred due to the injury, the old man still saw the girl in white standing straight in front of him at a glance.

He opened his mouth, coughed the first moment he wanted to speak, and bright red foam came out from the corner of his mouth.

Shang Jiuge looked at the other party and didn't speak, that is, he didn't stop him.

When the other party had had enough coughing, he looked at Shang Jiuge and started to speak slowly. He spoke word by word, and Shang Jiuge listened to each word. Even if he didn’t understand a word, the girl still sat here and waited. The other party finished everything he wanted to say.

Until he stopped, until he closed his eyes again.

The little girl stretched out her hand to hold Shang Jiuge's finger.

"Let's go." The little girl looked up at Shang Jiuge's face and said.

Shang Jiuge didn't move, but quietly pulled out the sword from his waist, looked at the little girl: "Do you need my help to kill him?"

Such stab wounds and festering, if there is no drug treatment, people will fall into a superimposed state of coma and waking up for a long time, which can be said to be one of the most painful ways to die.

Waiting to die is probably the most uncomfortable thing in this world.

What's more, he couldn't stand up and walk.

The little girl looked at the sword on Shang Jiuge's waist. She had seen Shang Jiuge's sword before, so she knew how fast this sister's sword was.

If she is allowed to make a move, the other party may leave this world without even feeling the pain for a moment.

This is probably also a kind of mercy.

But the little girl looked at Shang Jiuge's sword, then looked up at Shang Jiuge's face, and finally she shook her head slightly.

Shang Jiuge nodded, and then inserted Fei Yejian back into the scabbard around his waist.

She followed the little girl all the way back.

Walking back is the most central bonfire, and the surrounding bonfires are still burning silently.

Here are the refugees from Goryeo. For various reasons, they eventually lost their family, land and property, became displaced, and endured various looting and massacres.

And at this time, a powerful girl appeared in front of them, her strength almost surpassed their imagination.

She can help them defeat or even kill the Japanese soldiers who are almost considered invincible, and she can also lead them to march on this barren land, just like the patron saint bestowed on them by heaven.

But at the same time, this patron saint has no way to conjure food for them, nor can he heal those difficult diseases.

She can only stand here and can't do anything, the most she can do is ask the question, do you need my help to kill him?
No matter how powerful a girl is, she has her own limitations.

Even if she now undertakes a task far beyond her ability.

The two returned to the original bonfire in silence, and Shang Jiuge sat down again.

She can sit down and rest.

Only need to sit down and rest for two hours, then the girl can act vigorously throughout the day.

The little girl looked at Shang Jiuge's face under the flames, and asked softly, "Sister, do you regret it a little?"

She didn't expect Shang Jiuge's answer, because she knew that Shang Jiuge couldn't understand a word of what she said, but now the entire refugee team relied on her to communicate with this girl who was as powerful as a god and demon. Few people know that, in fact, the two of them have no way to communicate.

The little girl didn't know why she was willing to stay instead of leaving with her hands, maybe it was because of herself, maybe it was because of something else.

But at least one thing, she is clear.

That is the elder sister in front of her, she is really exhausted.

But Shang Jiuge opened his eyes, looked at the little girl, and smiled.

"All of this is my own choice."

(End of this chapter)