Hearing the warm greeting from the other party, Li Yinzhou slipped and almost fell to the ground from the corner of the wall.

——If he wanted to greet these two people, would he have chosen the back wall to sneak in?

He didn't deliberately conceal Zhang Ji, but the well-known dog hole can only accommodate a child's body, let alone he doesn't have the strength to move an adult body, even if he can really move the half-dead man who has drifted here. Even if it is pulled under the city wall, it is impossible to smuggle it in.

Lujiang City has strict rules and regulations. If such a suspicious outsider wants to enter the city, he will definitely be inspected. The rescue of poisoning is a race against time, and we definitely cannot afford to delay the communication.

What's more, that person doesn't know who he is. Although Zhang Ji is reckless, he will never ignore someone who is dying.

It is the worst policy to lure wolves into the house.

That being the case, he was simply placed outside the city.

Li Yinzhou used discarded masts as supports, weaved flexible reeds on them, and barely made a curtain that could shelter from the wind, so that the four sides were closed, and then the hot charcoal fire was simmered on the outside, which was also dry and warm enough, and it could be regarded as a temporary treatment place.

These experiences come from the front-line support middle schools of countless natural disasters, and they did not expect to be useful 800 years ago.

Not only that, but this man was quite lucky to land in Lujiang City, where the climate is favorable. If it gets colder, there is a risk of hypothermia shock. If it gets hotter for a few days, the wound will be easily infected, and it will be even more difficult to clean up.

The right time and place, coupled with him, a traveler with medical knowledge beyond the era, can be said to be one of the lucky ones in a million.

But at the same time, another doubt lingered in Li Yinzhou's mind like a shadow in his subconscious——

What if there is no modern doctor like him who came across the world?

Will this unintentional turning around of this drifting personal destiny gently push the axis of history away by a small angle?Just like the theory of the butterfly storm, will today's unintentional actions kill the "Li Yinzhou" of future generations?

But right now, he has no time to think about what will happen thousands of years later. His feet have already stepped into the long-gone river, and the rolling tide of the times is really rolling under his feet.

As for the young man who was really soaked in the river bed, after several days of careful treatment, the swollen purple on his face slowly faded away, revealing his original clear face.

Bone and resolute countenance.

A shocking scar ran across the cheek, and the rough healing marks proved the vitality of the opponent's turbulent waves.

In addition, he carried a large knife across his waist. The mottled blade was soaked in blood for a long time, and it was stained with a dull crimson once. This was the blood debt he carried with him.

But under the ironclad evidence of bloodthirsty, there was a pair of exquisite silver bells that did not match.

A red rope connected two small bells in series, hanging precariously on the side of the scarred waist.This red rope has been born and died with its owner for many years, and has been worn down to a fine fluff, but even so, there is not a trace of blood on it.

In a semi-conscious state, he occasionally murmured in his sleep, speaking with a Sichuan accent: "Bergshire..."

An iron-blooded man born in Bashan Chushui, with a murderous past, a pair of bells with stories, no matter how you look at it, you feel very familiar.

However, before anyone could fully wake up, he was betrayed by this young servant who had no winks.

Li Yinzhou sighed helplessly, gritted his teeth and smiled: "Thank you, brother, I don't know the young master is visiting, so I'll go out now."

However, before he could step out of the small courtyard in embarrassment, another footstep like wind rushed into the pharmacy first.

"Ayan, I know how to refute Sun Bofu!" Gu Shao hugged a thick stack of slips, and ran to Lu Xun excitedly, "The allusion in "Book of Rites" that tyranny is fiercer than a tiger, why did I choose that day? I didn't remember it!"

That day refers to 20 days ago, when Sun Ce asked him whether it was the wildfire that harmed people, or the time when the tiger was more harmful.

Not to mention whether this allusion is comparable to Sun Ce's problem of teasing children. He wants to vent his anger on himself, but he is as timid as a mouse. Young Master.

No matter how domineering Sun Ce is, he is not a butcher who kills innocent people indiscriminately. What's more, he is also the young master of the Gu family, and the best son-in-law in the eyes of the Sun family.Sun Ce likes to play tricks on him, just like his ice-like younger brother who loves to bully him, it's just another way to show his favor.

Compared with his interest, Lu Xun's voice was very peaceful and helpless: "It's useless if you think about it, Brother Sun left that day and night."

After a short silence, there was only a bang and the sound of bamboo slips falling all over the floor.

Gu Shao's face was full of shock: "It's rare for him to come back to Lujiang City once, is it just to catch tigers?"

Li Yinzhou suddenly understood Lu Xun's youth and maturity for a moment.

It's hard to have such a childish and simple brother on the stand

I blame Lu Kang for cultivating him wholeheartedly. Gu Shao is a little bee raised in a honeypot. It looks like it has a spear and a sting. In fact, no one dares to sting it. Everything depends on my distant brother to clean up the mess for him. .

As an ordinary child, such a disposition can be regarded as pure and lovely, but as the heir of a century-old noble, it is obviously a bit too ignorant.

But Zhang Ji also liked to joke with him: "Why, the young master still feels reluctant to part with that barbarian Sun Bofu?"

"There's nothing to be reluctant about!" Gu Shao was almost angry, "I wish he would never return to Lujiang County, and when he comes back next time, I'll ask the soldiers to close the city gates and have a good argument with him!"

Gu Shao's words were unintentional, but they also reminded Li Yinzhou of one thing.

Sun Ce came this time to negotiate on behalf of Yuan Shao and Lu Kang. Does leaving in such a hurry mean that the peace talks failed?

One must know that in the past few years, heroes from all walks of life in the world are still like scattered chess pieces, each forming an army, and a three-legged situation is far from being formed. Except for the sinner Dong Zhuo who was hunted down by the whole world, only Yuan Shao, the leader of the alliance, is unshakable .

Lu Kang is not only the prefect of Lujiang County, but also the current head of the Lu family. Behind him stands the intricate forces of the Jiangdong family.

Obviously, at present, he has no intention of cooperating with Yuan Shao, nor is it the first time he has declined the olive branch offered by the Sun family.

The question is, how many times can Yuan Shao endure his rejection?

He stared quietly thinking about the current situation, and inadvertently raised his head, only to see a pair of warm eyes facing him.

Those eyes reflected his thoughtful face.

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