When the cannon fodder gets the golden finger [Transmigration Book]

"You can't be so careless next time. If it wasn't for Xiao Hei's cleverness this time, I wouldn't be able to find you in danger." Back in the camp, Zhao Xueyang taught Zhao Xi a lesson, but the words were not threatening, more like persuasion. "It was also my negligence, there will be no next time, and you are not allowed to leave my sight in the future."

Zhao Xi nodded, knowing that it was his fault this time, for accidentally going too far away.

There are many dangers in this forest. Fortunately, it was Kunlun who met him. If it were someone else, the ending would be hard to say.

He was a little frustrated, and he was still giving them trouble.

Zhao Xueyang saw his thoughts, didn't say anything, turned around and took the water bag and handed it to him: "Drink some water?"

"……Um."

Zhao Xi took it and took a sip, his dry mouth moistened, and he slowly adjusted his mentality.

His side is alright, Zhao Xueyang put his gaze on the young man sitting in the middle of the venue.

Kunlun was sitting in the middle of the camp, surrounded by soldiers staring at him.There was no fear on his face, and he sat calmly, waiting for the next interrogation.

When people surrounded him just now, he was worried about Zhao Xi, and he didn't pay attention to the people who brought Kunlun back.In fact, I was surprised by his strange appearance at first.

It is rumored that the "Witch God" believed by the Miao people is a handsome man with white hair and blue eyes.

But he always thought it was just a legend, and the boy in front of him was obviously not the legendary witch god.

Zhao Xueyang's attitude towards him was very good, and he couldn't even be called an interrogation. He sat beside him and chatted briefly.

Kunlun's statement was still the same as that of Zhao Xishi, but Zhao Xueyang's momentum was stronger than Zhao Xi's, and he was a little nervous.

After learning about Kunlun's situation, Zhao Xueyang was straightforward: "Are you willing to take us to Wushan City? We will conceal your identity and pay you very high."

Kunlun has no father and no mother, and children who grew up eating hundreds of meals in the village have no worries.Moreover, King Miao's convincing power in the Miao people was achieved by force, and the Miao people's belief in him was not as high as that of the witch god.

He thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Kuidou, who had come back earlier, had been listening, and from time to time he glanced at Zhao Xi, as if to blame.

Zhao Xi knew that he was always very strict, so he sat far away holding Xiao Hei who was still digesting.

The itinerary here was confirmed, and they got up to pack their bags and leave.

Zhao Xueyang's gaze stayed on Kuidou for a moment, and Akui nodded, turned around and took a few steps behind the team.

He left a signal to the other companions on the ground before following the team.

"How long does it take to get to Wushan City from here?" Lu Mao asked.

"Our stockade is in the fringe area, and Wushan City is deep in the mountains. Often the market goes to your city. It takes about a day and a night to get there."

There were people looking for the way ahead, and Kunlun walked behind them with a backpack on his back.

"If you go out now, can you let me put your things home?" Kunlun pointed to the basket on his shoulder, which still had half of the herbs in it.

Originally, it was good to have something out of the ordinary, Zhao Xueyang thought for a while, and said: "Where is your home, I will have someone send it back to you."

By the way, check to see if what he said is true.

Kunlun didn't say anything, nodded and put down the basket.

"Ah Yue." Zhao Xueyang called out.

A young soldier stepped forward to take his basket. It was the young man who had explored the way before. Because of his good skills and good at hiding his body, he was the most suitable person to go.

He is not tall and very thin. Zhao Xi always thought that he might be a secret guard of Huaiyang Palace.

After Ah Yue left temporarily, a group of people continued on their way. They were all young and strong men, and they didn't feel tired at all.

Few people spoke along the way, and Zhao Xi followed Zhao Xueyang with his backpack on his back, wondering why the situation had become like this.

While the team was walking, Zhao Xi dragged Zhao Xueyang to slow down intentionally or unintentionally.When he was a little farther away from Kunlun, he guessed that he could not hear him, so he asked in a low voice: "My lord, is it a little dangerous for us to go to other people's houses with such a small number of people?"

"Whether what he said is true or not, we have to go to Wushan City." Zhao Xueyang said with firm eyes.

Zhao Xi was a little confused, the purpose of this trip was King Huaiyang, but now his whereabouts are uncertain, and his life and death are unknown.Zhao Xueyang was not in a hurry, and Zhao Xi suspected that he had other purposes.

But now it seems that his purpose is to go to Wushan City.He felt that Zhao Xueyang was hiding something from him.

Covering up the doubts in his eyes, Zhao Xi gave an 'hmm' and didn't ask any further questions.

The atmosphere was very silent along the way, with only a few breaks.Zhao Xi felt more and more that the closer he was to Wushan City, the heavier Zhao Xueyang's thoughts would be.

Soon night fell, and the light in the mountains and forests became darker faster. It was really difficult to travel, and it was not safe.Everyone found a relatively flat place to set up a village.

A fire was built, and raincloths were spread on the ground for the rest of the people to rest. The remaining half kept vigil, and in the second half of the night, they took turns.

There is little sunlight in the forest all year round, and the night is darker and the dew is heavier. The thin clothes in summer are actually a bit chilly.

The fire is to dispel the darkness and defend against beasts, insects and snakes, but unexpectedly brings a little warmth.

Zhao Xueyang and Lu Mao sat by the fire to discuss things, and A Kui also stood by.Zhao Xi hugged his knees and stared at the fire in a daze.

Kunlun fell asleep very close to them, curled up in a deep sleep, seemed a bit cold, curled up tightly.

There was a sound of 'Bi Bo' from the fire, and Zhao Xi came back to his senses.

The dead branches in the forest are very damp, and they need to be dried beside them before they can be burned.He picked up a baked stick and threw it in, yawning.

Zhao Xueyang turned his head and said to him: "If you are tired, go to sleep."

Zhao Xi stretched his waist, got up unsteadily and walked towards the rain cloth.

The originally small place was crowded with people, only Kunlun curled up, with a little space around him.He went there, and it seemed that Lu Mao's dissatisfied voice could be heard in his ears.

"It's so dangerous this time, you really shouldn't bring an oil bottle."

Hearing the words, A Kui raised his head and saw Zhao Xi's leaving back, feeling that he probably didn't hear him, so he echoed loudly on purpose.

Zhao Xi paused, yawned again and left.

Zhao Xi took out the unused three-foot cloth from the backpack, used it as a small blanket to cover his body, and gave some to Kunlun beside him, and fell asleep with the backpack on his head.

It was a bit cold at night, and in the second half of the night when they changed shifts, they woke him up, and he felt very cold when he woke up.

Kunlun next to him was sleeping soundly, wrapping all his cloths around his body.No wonder Zhao Xi was so cold.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw those familiar figures sitting beside the fire. He felt drowsy, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

It felt like I just closed my eyes and was woken up the next second.

"Xiao Xizi, wake up." Zhao Xueyang shook him lightly.

Zhao Xi opened his eyes, and saw Zhao Xueyang who had just woken up, with clear eyes, sitting beside him.

"Well……"

"Get up and pack your things, the morning dew will fall soon."

The morning dew hasn't fallen yet, so it's like three or four o'clock in the morning.Zhao Xi rubbed his eyes and got up.The air in the mountains in the early morning is unimaginable.

The damp fern has a slightly fishy smell, a clean plant aroma, and even the water molecules in the air are so clean that they go straight into the pores.

"Hiss—it's a bit cold!" He shivered, and his body temperature quickly dropped from the warmth of sleeping.

Kunlun also sat up, holding the dark red cloth in his hands suspiciously.

Zhao Xueyang handed him the water bag, Zhao Xi took a sip of water, Kunlun handed over the cloth and asked, "Is this yours?"

"Huh? Oh, it's mine." Zhao Xi took it over and put the stopper on the water bladder.He turned around and folded the cloth and stuffed it into his backpack.

Kunlun pursed his lips and thanked: "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Zhao Xi didn't take it to heart, put his schoolbag on his back after putting it away, got up and rinsed his mouth.The backpack is full of his own things, and he usually never leaves his body.

There is nothing to tidy up, so I folded the rain cloth and kept it, and continued on my way.

They didn't take a few steps before the morning dew began to fall, pattering like a light rain.It took only a dozen seconds before and after. Fortunately, there are many canopies in the forest, so I passed by just hiding.

It's just that the body is inevitably a little wet.