Wolf Dysprosium

The arrow on Jin Yan's back has not been pulled out, his whole body is hot, and he has no strength to speak.

He Lansone flicked the whip wildly, Jin Yan could only hear the cries of pain from Hun Da'er and the others, the sound of horseshoes gradually faded away, and the surroundings became silent.

"Can you go?" He Lansone turned around and helped him.

Helan Jinying rode over and whistled, "Dead?"

"Send him back quickly." He Lansone said anxiously, "He was stabbed by Hun Da'er's arrow, but luckily it wasn't the Jinhe arrow."

In a daze, Jin Yan only knew that he was being lifted onto the horse's back, lying sideways on the horse, and followed the horse forward, his hands and feet dangling.Before the arrow was pulled out, Helan Jinying stretched out his fingers and flicked it, and Jin Yan trembled in pain.

Helan Jinying turned her head and said: "Don't be afraid, Hunda'er has little strength, this arrow can only penetrate half an inch into the flesh, and it will come out as soon as it is cut."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Yan suddenly slipped from the horse's back and fell to the ground with a bang.

"You!" He Lansone picked up the semi-conscious Jin Ye, and realized that Jin Ye could no longer walk, so he simply squatted down and carried Jin Ye on his back.The weight of the two of them was superimposed, and his feet suddenly sank deeply into the snow.

"Why are you so kind to Da Yu?" Helan Jinying asked with a smile.

He pricked up his ears to hear He Lansone's words clearly: "He lent me the fox fur and returned it to Zhuo Zhuoli."

Helan Jinying let out a long laugh.He Lansone no longer cared about him, and walked to the camp alone with Jin Yan on his back.

***

Jin Yan fell asleep and woke up, woke up and fell asleep.After a high fever, he was so weak that his face was so thin that it was almost out of shape.

The arrow was pulled out, and Hun Da'er was reprimanded by General Hu again, and went to He Lansone's tent to take care of Jin Yan.

Hun Da'er is usually fierce, but he has never really killed anyone. He often lifts Jin Yan's quilt to see if he is still angry.Sometimes Jin Yan was woken up by them, and he just felt annoyed, so he lay down under the blanket and said nothing.

"I didn't know you had a fever, I thought you could avoid it." Hun Da'er often talked to He Lansone when he was away, "Why don't you give me an arrow too?"

He Lansone strode in: "I will replace him for you."

Hun Da'er immediately changed the subject: "My house is clean and doesn't smell like sheep dung, why don't you come and live in my house?"

But after being stared at by He Lansone for a few times, Hun Da'er shut up.

Ever since they learned that Helan Jinying had become a centurion and met Beirong Tianjun, Hun Da'er and the others did not dare to bully He Lansone again.He Lansone didn't feel anything about their changes, and after driving away Hun Da'er, he always reminded Jin Ye not to get too close to Hun Da'er.

"Don't run away from now on." Jin Ye kept silent when he was sick, He Lansone couldn't stand the silence, so he found a word to talk to Jin Ye, "Chi Wangyuan is too big, Da Yu can't stand the cold, you didn't Horse, not far away."

Jin Yan closed his eyes, He Lansone didn't know if he was listening or not, so he leaned over to check his breath.Jin Yan's eyelashes trembled, and he glanced lazily at He Lansone, half of his round black eyes were pressed under his eyelids, his gaze was very cold.

He Lansone withdrew his hand.He heard Jin Yan respond hoarsely: "Thank you for reminding me."

After Jin Yan recovered from his illness, He Lansong's family finally moved into a new tent, and the three brothers and sisters no longer had to live in the same tent.

Jin Ye found that there were many big things in this tent: low table, brand new pens, inks, papers and inkstones, a huge screen that couldn't be placed, and a pipe of flute hanging on the wall, he guessed it should be their mother's relic.

He Lansone was cleaning the small dagger that he carried with him, when he turned around, he saw Jin Yan standing in the felt tent, looking at him quietly.

Jin Yan had already changed into the attire of a Bei Rong slave, his cotton clothes were bloated and fat, and his pale face became thinner.He looked at the fox fur on his arm, hesitant: "Can I keep this fox fur?"

He Lansone replied: "It belongs to you."

"Do I need to kneel to you?" Jin Yan asked, "I'm your slave now."

He Lansone: "No need." Saying that, he stuffed the knife into his hand for self-defense.

The small knife is his personal belonging, Jin Yan saw it on his waist that day.The scabbard was tanned with bearskin, very tough, and the hilt was inlaid with a few tiny gold beads, probably the most valuable thing on He Lansone's body.

Jin Ye refused to accept, and when the two pushed and shoved, Helan Jinying lifted the curtain and walked in carelessly.

"Didn't your father leave this to you?" He said casually, "Let's go, let's go to eat in General Hu's tent."

It seemed that he entered the felt tent just to say this, and when he picked up Zhuo Zhuo and left, he glanced at Jin Yan again, and said with a sneer, "There are still slaves who don't kneel when they see their masters, and don't open the tent?"

Jin Yan was very afraid of Helan Jinying's wolf pupils, which seemed to hide the soul of a wild beast, ready to devour and tear him apart at any time.He simply knelt down and lowered his head to the ground.

He Lansone: "He doesn't need to kneel."

Helan Jinying asked, "Why?"

He Lansone: "He... He lent me the fox fur and returned it to Zhuo Zhuoli."

Helan Jinying laughed loudly: "What's the reason! Have you forgotten what I said? The Dayu people always have other reasons for showing favor to you, they are definitely not our friends." He said and pulled Helansone out .

He Lansone turned around, only to see Jin Yan still kneeling on the spot, motionless.

Returning home after the banquet, the felt tent was deserted and deserted. Although the lamp was lit, Jin Yan was not there.There was a small knife where he knelt, and the gold beads on the handle of the knife shone thinly under the oil lamp.

***

Yetai had a small population, and even fewer slaves could be kept. For convenience, General Tiger put all the slaves from six or seven families in the tribe in one place, and made a big felt tent for the slaves to live in.

Jin Yan was seriously ill before, He Lansone and Zhuo Zhuo asked his elder brother to take him in, and He Lan Jinying complied with his younger siblings.Now that Jin Yan recovered from his illness, he was naturally driven back to the big tent of the slaves.

The slave tents were dark and old, filled with a unique strong smell, mixed with the smell of sheep's hair, dust, dirty felt and grease, making the nose want to vomit.The tents were covered with patches all around, and the cold wind would seep through every crack. The slaves lived in mixed houses, and the tents were full of huddled up bedding, with one or two sleeping people buried inside.

Jin Yan found an empty seat in the corner, under him was an old felt that was as thin as dry grass and paper.Wrapped in fox fur, he barely felt warm.

In the middle of the night, Jin Yan, who was in a light sleep, was suddenly awakened by a hand on his body.

The man was about to take off his fox fur, but Jin Yan kicked the person on top of him with all his strength, and was very frightened.The man hid quickly, grabbed Jin Yan's leg, pressed his smelly big hand on his chest, and said in Bei Rong's words: "Male?"

But the movement didn't stop at all. After pulling off the fox fur, he immediately tore Jin Yan's clothes.Jin Yan was terrified, let out a low growl, and kicked the man's lower body again.

But the winter clothes were heavy, and his strength was weak, so the attack was completely ineffective, and instead gave the man a chance to grab his hands and feet.After several fights, he was always pinned down by that man.The big rough hand scratched his face with a foul smell, and Jin Yan almost burst into fire from his eyes, and he opened his mouth and bit his finger hard.

The night raider screamed, and before Jin Yan got out from under him, he was slapped hard.The man had no lust, grabbed Jin Yan by the hair and dragged him out of the tent, spouting Beirong dialect indiscriminately.

Many slaves in the tent had already been awakened, but no one helped them.Slaves fought, lived and died, and they were too busy to take care of themselves, and it was impossible to help them.

Jin Yan suddenly grabbed the man's wrist with his backhand, and ruthlessly dug into his flesh.The man's hand was not loose, Jin Yan hugged his leg, raised his elbow, and slammed into his knee hard!

The man screamed again, this time letting go completely.Enduring the sharp pain in his scalp, Jin Yan got up and rushed out of the tent—the only person who could help him now in the Yetai camp was He Lansone, and he had to find He Lansone immediately...

He slammed into someone's arms, and when he looked up, he saw a pair of smiling wolf eyes.

Helan Jinying supported him with one hand, and asked cordially, "Is the little general still used to living here?"

Jin Yan's clothes were all torn up, and he was already fat and bloated, but now he looked even more downcast.He straightened his clothes, stood up straight and said, "Jin Yan only found out today that the Beirong people treat slaves like this."

Helan Jinying: "Since you are a slave, do you still want rich food, thick quilts and warm fur?"

Jin Yan sneered, his waist and abdomen hurt faintly, and he was a little out of breath while speaking: "I am your slave now. What is the difference between bullying me and bullying you?"

Helan Jinying nodded: "There is a saying in the Han people, it depends on the owner to beat a dog."

Jin Yan's teeth hurt.Beirong people attach great importance to dogs and do not regard dogs as inferior things. Helan Jinying said this sentence deliberately to humiliate him.

"You won't let me die." Jin Yan said quickly, "Otherwise you and He Lansone wouldn't save me. Are you happy to humiliate General Zhongzhao's son? It turns out that the Beirong people only have this kind of low-level ability If you were really brave, how could you give my father [-] Beirong soldiers on the battlefield that day!"

Helan Jinying looked at Jin Yan quietly, looking him up and down.

"You are just like Jin Mingzhao's son now." Helan Jinying said with a smile without any anger, "But what's the use of the strength of your mouth? Let's see if you can survive the winter in Beirong."

He glanced at the Beirong slave following Jin Yan, and simply told the soldiers behind him: "Throw it away."

The soldiers dragged the howling slave towards the original direction of Chiwang, but the slave couldn't beg for mercy, so he began to call Helan Jinying and Helansone in Beirong dialect that they were wolf cubs who ate their parents.Jin Yan understood, and couldn't help but glance at Helan Jinying.

"Go back," Helan Jinying said calmly, "Slave."

The slave tent was silent, as if nothing had happened just now.But Jin Yan's position has been subtly vacated.He picked up the fox fur on the ground and patted it clean, making eye contact with a slave.The man hurriedly turned his back.

From this day on, no slave dared to speak to Jin Yan.

So Jin Yan had nothing else to do except cleaning the felt tents, feeding the sheep and washing the horses, and going down the river to dig ice every day.

The three brothers and sisters He Lansone have long been used to taking care of themselves, and Zhuo Zhuo, the youngest, can also cook and do laundry.Jin Yan once found He Lansone's clothes and pants to wash, but as soon as the clothes were in the water, He Lansone rushed over with a red face and took away the basin with water.

Snow days are really boring.The slave ignored him, and he didn't really want to get close to He Lansone, except for occasionally telling Zhuo Zhuo stories about Da Yu, or dealing with random jokes about meat and vegetables, which were repeated day after day.

After more than two months of being in a daze, thin calluses slowly formed on Jin Yan's palms.With the death of Jin Mingzhao, the annihilation of Mang Yunqi's army, and the disappearance of Bai Ni, the pain gradually became less intense.What happened two months ago, and what happened to Liang Jing even longer ago, seemed to be covered by a gauze curtain. When he looked back occasionally, he could only see a vague outline.

In this way, he became a slave of Beirong, without resentment or resistance.

After the long winter, the three brothers and sisters He Lansone went to Beidu.

When they were not around, Jin Ye would sometimes sit cross-legged on the felt blanket after cleaning the felt tent, and play the flute in a low voice.

Hunda'er would occasionally linger at the door of the tent, asking Jin Yan questions in a rough voice.After Jin Yan answered, he didn't leave, but listened silently outside the tent.The sound of the flute is twists and turns, dripping like weeping.

On this day, after the snow cleared, He Lansone's family finally returned to Yetai.He got off his horse and went straight to the slave tent, but he didn't find Jin Yan.

Jin Yan was watching them hunting rabbits.

When the weather is fine, the snow rabbits in Chiwangyuan will come out of their holes to look for food.Under the sunlight, the snow rabbit's gray and white fur almost blends with the reflection of the snow, making it extremely difficult to spot.Hunda'er and Du are good rabbit hunters in Yetai. They wanted to show some skills in front of Jin Ye, and they both said they would catch a live rabbit for him, and the two lassoes danced like flying.

The rabbit ran around with strong legs.Chiwangyuan is endless and vast, but they can always dig out holes where there are no marks, and narrowly escape the hunter's noose.

When He Lansone came to Chiwangyuan, he saw Hun Da'er handing a rabbit to Jin Ye.

Ever since Jin Yan became a slave of Yetai, He Lansone had never seen such a kind and happy smile on his face.

Dazed and somewhat annoyed, he strode towards the two of them.

The author has something to say:

Today, I invite everyone to eat warm fried chestnuts, and stay healthy even if you don’t go out.