"Don't just talk, eat and see, it's delicious."

Duanmuqing slowly put the glutinous rice balls into her mouth, filled with sweet taste, said in a low voice.

"good to eat."

Gu Nan smiled: "Yes."

The two sat in the snow and ate.

In the silence of the night, Duanmuqing suddenly asked: "Gu Nan, Ming, next year, will you still be there?"

Gu Nan had some doubts and stopped his spoon.

"What's wrong?"

"No, no, I just thought, you, you are so good at swordsmanship, and you know so many things. You, you said that you want to collect theories of hundreds of schools. So, I think, are you going to leave after learning medical skills? gone?"

It is rare for Duanmuqing to speak such a long sentence, she finished speaking intermittently, eating glutinous rice balls with her head down.

"Do you still want to eat glutinous rice balls next year?" The answer from the side didn't answer the question.

Duanmuqing raised her head to look at Gu Nan, then moved her eyes slightly: "Think."

Gu Nan raised his shoulders and said with a smile, "Then I will do it for you next year."

Duanmu Qing's eyes froze for a moment, then his brows relaxed.

"it is good."

The light mist made everything in front of me look hazy.

The moon was perfect that night. Although it was not yet the Lantern Festival, it seemed quite round.

Every year, Shuofang probably only has two appearances, one is a long desert wasteland, and the other is a vast expanse of snow.

So sometimes it makes people feel that they can't tell the time and the year.

The vast wilderness stretches as far as the eye can see, but there is little change. It is often the few dead trees standing in the endless desert, the branches are ruined, without branches and leaves, standing there bare.

The occasional few rolls of hay couldn't stand up, and were blown up by the wind, turning over on the wasteland.

Gu Nan accompanies Duanmuqing to collect medicines outside. She often only sees yellow sand in her eyes. Duanmuqing can always find places where medicinal herbs and vegetation grow. She is familiar with this place, and she doesn't know how long she has lived here alone.

When she had nothing to do, Gu Nan just wrote on the barren slope with the bamboo slips that she made up herself.She couldn't finish writing one book, and she even wrote a few more volumes in a wicked way, and named a single volume.

For example, there is a book called Taiping Yaoshu that records some simple chemical knowledge and climate phenomena.

A book that records the theory of traditional Chinese medicine in Duanmuqing's family and some vague theories of modern medicine is called Qing Nangshu.

Some of these books have titles in ancient legends, and some are titles lost in later generations.

She didn't know if she wrote it like this, whether the predecessors who really wrote those books would get angry.

Or when those people later found out that their names had been taken up when they were writing their essays, would they scold her behind her back?

She was just writing for fun.

She herself has a little understanding of many things in it, the basics, and she tries to write in detail as much as possible, but the more in-depth she writes, the more vague she writes.

I don't know if this group of books is circulated in the future, whether some unlucky person will see it. If they learn it, I'm afraid they have to study the content behind it while learning it.

I don't know the years outside the Great Wall, and I can see only the wind blowing the yellow sand, as if day after day has passed.

And the bamboo slips she wrote almost filled a bamboo frame, which must have been left untouched for a long time, and it was also covered with a thin layer of dust.

It may be months, it may be more than a year, or it may be several years.

An army formation of tens of thousands of people passed through the wasteland. The yellow sand on the ground was trampled up by horseshoes and armored boots. Han army.

The young general in front of the army looked carefully into the distance, the army was just passing by here and would not stay for long.

Chapter 268: Unfulfilled righteousness

He hadn't been here for two years, and he didn't know if this place had changed, or if that person was still there.

His eyes fell on Sinan who was in the car beside him, it should be near here.

In the distance, a small village mostly built of stones appeared in the sight of the army, and the general raised his hand to stop the army.

On the remote path, the general's boots made a muffled sound when he stepped on the ground, he was carrying a luggage on his back, and the armor on his body touched the armor.

Crossing the path, he stood in front of two huts. The doors of the huts were closed, and there was no one in the courtyard.

However, the medicinal herbs drying in the yard and the half-approved firewood indicate that there are still people living here.

The young general put his hand on the fence on the courtyard wall and patted it. If he didn't meet him, he was ready to leave.

Originally, I just wanted to see my old friend.

The army can't stay for too long, or it will delay the fighter.

He untied the bag behind him, and inside the bag was a pack of blank papers.

Just as he was about to put his luggage on the front of the yard with stones, a voice came from behind him.

"you are?"

Huo Qubing looked back.

He saw Duanmuqing carrying half a basket of medicinal herbs and holding a sickle in his hand.

It looks like he just came back from gathering medicine.

"Miss Qing, long time no see." He smiled lightly and greeted Duanmu Qing.

Now he looks much calmer than the young man two years ago.

Duanmuqing asked suspiciously, after a while, she thought of the person in front of her, and was a little surprised.

"General Huo, you, why are you here?"

"Oh." Huo Qubing held the bag in his hand and said, "The military formation passed by here, so I wanted to come and have a look."

As he said that, he looked behind Duanmu Qing, but he couldn't help feeling a little regretful in his heart when he didn't see that person.

But then he smiled with relief.

"I also ask Miss Qing to give this to Miss Gu. I still have some things to do, so I will leave first."

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