Basheng Ganzhou

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That was the first spring when they met, one autumn and one winter had passed since Chuxiu picked him up and rescued him.

Chuxiu heard that the camellia and crabapple in the east of Huashan Mountain were blooming well, and that the pasta and pastries there were delicious, so he took him there directly.

They came from the west, and it would take an extra half a month to bypass Huashan. Chuxiu didn't hesitate at all and chose to climb the mountain directly.

His medicine-picking ability can take two extra steps, and when he climbs the world-famous high and dangerous Huashan Mountain, he is too tired to move when he is less than halfway up the mountain.

In the flat open space halfway up the mountain, he lay on a boulder, looked at the moon with his hands behind his head, and asked him, "When is the rabbit ready?"

Wan Chengcheng replied, "Is it all right now?"

Chuxiu: "Give me a leg."

Wan Chengcheng said indifferently: "Come down and eat by yourself."

Chuxiu pursed her lips, and said confidently: "If I can go down, why should I lie down? This mountain is too difficult to climb, and now my legs are shaking like chaff."

Wan Qicheng ignored him and cut the flesh with a dagger.

Chuxiu turned over, propped her head on one hand, and looked at him like a hooligan: "Give me a piece of meat, or you will be fined...you will be fined twenty boards."

Wan Chengcheng glanced at him, and said lightly, "You hit?"

Chuxiu: "..."

Chuxiu said gloomily, "Will you give it?"

Wan Chengzheng pierced a piece of meat with the tip of a knife and ate it, and said coldly: "I beat the rabbit and roasted the meat, why should I give it to you?"

Chuxiu got angry and hit him with a stone: "I am your master."

It can be seen that he really has no strength, and he couldn't throw the stone over, and it fell to the ground halfway.

Wan Tengzheng neatly placed the cut meat on the freshly picked big leaves, got up, walked to the big rock where Chuxiu collapsed, put it in front of him with water, sat down beside him, and ate the meat together. Poor baked rabbit.

Chuxiu's hands were worn out several times while climbing the rocks and mountains, and her arms were weak, trembling uncontrollably all the time.

He simply didn't take it with his hands, and lay down on the stone, biting it with his mouth.

The child with red lips and white teeth, with milk fat on his face, worked hard with the tip of his tongue and his teeth, picked up the meat like a puppy, ate it into his mouth, and chewed with his cheeks puffed out.

He seemed to think that the taste was not bad, so he narrowed his eyes in enjoyment, shook his head after chewing, and went to grab the meat with the tip of his pink tongue and white teeth.

Wan Chengcheng swallowed the meat slowly, looked away from his face, and said in a calm tone, "With your footsteps, you won't be able to arrive in a month. I will carry you away tomorrow."

Chuxiu nodded quickly: "I thought of one thing, it's only natural for slaves to betray their masters."

Wan Qicheng ignored him, jumped off the rock, and prepared to go to watch the night.

After eating and drinking enough, Chuxiu became sleepy.

He wiped the trapped tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at the man who was on fire.

On Xiyue Mountain in spring, there are many wild flowers blooming on the mountain, which are pretty and lovely. There are some wild apricot trees around them. The flowers on the trees are not fully bloomed, and many of them are still holding their buds. Waiting for the spring breeze to blow a few times, they will be They bloomed one after another.

There is an apricot tree behind Wan Qicheng, a small sapling whose branches sway with the mountain wind.

Shu Ying was reflected on the ground by the flames, looking very nice.

Wan Qizheng was sitting by the fire with a knife in his arms, and the light of the fire reflected on his face, which softened his slightly aggressive face and restrained his sharp aura.

Chuxiu thinks that such a Wanqicheng is also very good-looking.

He took out the medicine bottle and called him: "A Cheng, come and give me the medicine."

Wan Tengcheng came over, followed his instructions, and wrapped his hands without any seriousness. They were crooked and ugly, but fortunately they were wrapped well.

Chuxiu lifted up her five fingers wrapped in white linen, which looked like carrot heads, and the palm like a bear's paw, studied for a long time, and asked curiously, "Is that your hand a hand? A claw?"

Wan Qicheng ignored him, turned around and wanted to leave.

Being hugged by Chuxiu, he coquettishly said, "Ah Cheng, it's cold at night, you hug me."

Wan Chengcheng: "..."

The spring is cold and cold, and it is even colder in the mountains.

Chuxiu huddled in Wan Qizheng's arms and fell asleep peacefully.

Wan Qicheng couldn't sleep.

He looked at the stars in the sky, thinking about returning to Geleshan, contacting his subordinates, and thinking about power struggle.

The boy didn't know it at the time, but he was still happily telling him about his "Eight Sounds of Ganzhou", and wanted to take him to visit the beautiful scenery and eat delicious food all over the world.

Chuxiu is a very casual person. He is clean, handsome, and possesses superb medical skills.

I am not the same as him, and there will be a difference.

When she woke up the next day, Chuxiu was lying on her stomach pinching her arms and legs.

He frowned and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to hold you. If I fall in the middle, I will fall into the mud."

Wan Tengcheng untied the long knife and said, "Tie you to your back and you'll be fine."

I started to climb the mountain in the morning, and the spring was bitterly cold.

He lay firmly on Wan Chengcheng's back, and the surrounding scenery passed by quickly.

When we reached the peak, the sun was about to rise, and the east was dyed red.

Wan Chengcheng threw him down, stretched his arms, and said, "There's nothing to eat, we'll eat when we get down the mountain."

Chuxiu was attracted by Chaoyang, and looked into the distance with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

The place they stepped on was higher than the clouds, and standing on it was like being on a fairy island above the clouds. The mountains in the distance were majestic, and the peaks of the mountains flickered with the flow of the clouds.

Wan Qicheng stood aside holding the knife, staring at Liuyun in a daze, Chuxiu didn't speak.

Suddenly, the sun jumped out of the clouds, and the vision suddenly opened up. The majestic and vigorous mountain peaks complemented the elegant and stretching clouds, and together they made the world-famous scenery of Xishan Mountain.

Chuxiu got up on support, her legs were still sore, she staggered two steps, barely stood still, with her arms outstretched, she walked towards him like a baby learning to walk.

"I'm hungry, when can we go down the mountain?"

Wan Chengcheng watched him walk in front of him, then bent down, picked him up on his back, tied him up again, and replied, "One day and one night."

Chuxiu fried hair: "Go down the mountain and eat again? Do you want to starve me to death and find another master?"

Wan Tengcheng said indifferently: "If it weren't for your slow pace, you would be able to go down the mountain tonight."

Chuxiu rubbed against his back shamelessly: "But I'm hungry!"

Wan Chengcheng: "..."

He carried him firmly on his back, and walked down the mountain step by step, no matter how much he tossed and tossed, he didn't make a sound.

After a while, Chuxiu was sure that Wan Qizheng had hardened his heart, and made up his mind to make him hungry, so he stopped tormenting.

Resting her chin on his shoulder, she said listlessly, "But I'm hungry."

Wan Tengcheng's tone was very flat: "If you don't spend all your money on the delicacies before going up the mountain, you won't have no money to buy food."

Chuxiu: "..."

Chuxiu felt wronged, so she changed the subject and said, "Xiyue Mountain is so beautiful, we have seen the flowers in early spring, let's go to Nanyue Mountain to have a look."

Wan Chengcheng: "..."

He didn't want to talk to him, his thoughts were always changing, he might want to go climbing in Nanyue Mountain today, and catch fish in Beihai tomorrow.

Halfway up the mountain, next to a clear mountain spring, Wan Qizheng still caught him a pheasant to eat.

Chuxiu leaned next to him, staring at the oily roast chicken, almost drooling.

Wan Chengcheng walked alone for a day, and was really a little tired. He leaned against the tree and closed his eyes to rest, and fell asleep unknowingly.

When he woke up, Chuxiu was shaking him with a chicken leg, bending his eyes and saying, "Ah Cheng, eat quickly."

Wan Qizheng was startled, he looked at the young man's handsome and lovely face, for a while, lowered his eyes, and bit the chicken leg he handed over.

Chuxiu found wild fruits on the mountain, squeezed juice leaves on them to make seasoning, and stuffed strange grasses in his stomach, he didn't recognize them, but the meat was really delicious and fragrant.

He added firewood to the fire, finished the chicken leg, and wanted to rest, but Chuxiu handed him another one.

Chuxiu gnawed on the chicken wings, and said in a childish voice, "Eat more, as if I have treated you harshly."

Wan Qicheng remained silent, took the chicken leg, and ate it slowly.

Chuxiu is usually willful and tossing around, but she is actually kind-hearted, otherwise he wouldn't have followed him for so long.

The boy fell asleep on his lap.

A wind blew out from the mountain, he took off his robe, put it on him, and then hugged him into his arms.

Chuxiu wrapped his arms around his waist skillfully.

He likes the feeling of holding Chuxiu very much. The boy is not tall, because he is a doctor, understands medicine, and is very healthy. He likes to eat, and because he is lazy, he has soft flesh on his body, so it is comfortable to hold.

Hearing a slight noise in the middle of the night, he opened his eyes vigilantly, facing a pair of green eyes.

is a wolf.

He hid in the shadow of the forest and stared straight at the two of them, blocking the fire and not approaching them.

He was very cunning, walking behind them quietly.

Wan Chengcheng did not act rashly because he did not know the number of wolves.

He had domesticated wolves in the grassland, and he knew that they were cunning by nature and very difficult to deal with.

He tried his best not to let the wolf find that he was awake, and leaned close to Chuxiu's ear and called him: "Wake up."

Chuxiu wanted to move, but was hugged tightly by him.

He pressed his lips against his neck, and said in a low voice quickly: "There are wolves, don't move. As soon as I let you go, you go and get a torch and stay close to the campfire."

Chuxiu responded with her breath.

He followed the wolf with his eyes, saw the right opportunity, and let go of Chuxiu.

Then, holding the long knife tightly, he jumped forward and swung the knife at the head of the wolf that was already three steps away from them.

The wolf reacted quickly, the head was saved, and half of the ear was cut off.

It growled vigilantly at Wan Tengcheng, and took two steps towards the fire. The flames revealed its figure. This wolf is very ferocious and fat.

It confronted Wan Qicheng fiercely, but did not step forward.

Wan Tengcheng's pupils shrank slightly, he knew the habits of this kind of beast too well, and when he heard the chaotic moment in the direction of Chuxiu behind him, he threw the long knife decisively and turned around quickly at the same time.

Seeing Chuxiu being bitten by the wolf on the ground, his mind was buzzing.

The wolf that had been stabbed in the heart by the knife only had time to howl briefly, and the wolf that was on Chuxiu's body turned its head when it heard the sound, and was shocked in the head by the sudden force.

Then, it fell softly.

There was an obvious depression on the top of the wolf's head, and soon, blood spit out from its mouth.

Wan Tengcheng opened the wolf's body and saw a blood red.

He felt that his hands were a little stiff, he gently held Chuxiu's bloody arm covering his face, and called him in a low voice: "Chuxiu."

Chuxiu moved slightly, and responded.

Wan Tengcheng breathed a sigh of relief, and moved his arm away. Under the firelight, he saw the fine water in Chuxiu's eyes.

Chuxiu's distracted eyes focused on his face, and then her body trembled.

It was the kind of trembling with a large range of movements, and Wan Chengcheng knew that he was terrified.

Wan Tengcheng silently rolled up his sleeves, which were stained red with blood, the flesh on his arm was turned out, and the wound was deep, whether it reached the bone or not.

Chuxiu said in a low voice, "Ah Cheng, give me the medicine."

Wan Tengcheng took the burden, took out the linen and the medicine bottle.

I went to drink mountain spring water again, and wiped his blood very lightly, but I could still feel his body trembling from the pain.

Chuxiu is afraid of pain, and usually yells even if he has a small cut, but that night Wan Tucheng knew that the worse his injury was, the less he talked, and he would rather bite his lip on the bleeding spot than say a word.

The mountain spring water was ringed with jingle bells. He applied the medicine to the wound, and then wrapped it in a sackcloth. He was much more careful than last time.

Chuxiu looked down at his arm for a while, licked the blood on his lips, looked at his back, and asked, "Ah Cheng, are you injured?"

Wan Qicheng didn't speak, he washed his hands by the mountain spring, returned to Chuxiu, and wrapped his robe around him.

The bonfire was extinguished, leaving only one torch.

He avoided his wound and picked him up.

With the torch on, Chu Xiu saw the wolf carcass on the ground, and her body trembled slightly.

Wan Chengcheng tightened his grip on him.

Walking to the side of the previous wolf, he raised his hand and pulled out the knife, inserting it back into the scabbard behind him.

From the beginning, Wan Chengcheng ignored him, as if he was angry.

He didn't respond to one word, and ignored two words. He knew that he was hurt, but he didn't even say a word of concern.

Chuxiu's undecided shock gradually turned into anger.

He frowned, staring at Wan Chengcheng's ice-like face, and said fiercely, "Are you dumb?"

Wan Qicheng ignored him.

The more Chuxiu thought about it, the more angry she became, she began to struggle, and said angrily: "Don't hug me, I'm a slave, you are a master, I should hug you."

Wan Qicheng stopped, put Chuxiu down, stared at Chuxiu coldly, and his voice was so cold that it was about to freeze: "You can go out by yourself, right? You can deal with wolves by yourself, right? Go away , you go by yourself."

Chu Xiuqi was so angry that he walked down the mountain, and he was furious: "Who cares about you? If you go by yourself, go by yourself!"

Although Wan Qizheng tried his best not to be as familiar with the injured Chuxiu, he still couldn't hold back his anger.

"Who is dumb? Let the wolf bite you silently, and you must be eaten by it to be satisfied?"

Wan Chengcheng cursed, his dark eyes seemed to be on fire: "Shut up, don't you have a long mouth?"

Chuxiu stopped, and he was so angry that he shouted: "You can't turn your back on the wolf. I have seen a person who was bitten to death with his back turned to the wolf. I call you, are you being torn apart by the wolf?"

Wan Chengcheng: "..."

Chuxiu took the stones under his feet to vent his anger, his breath was a little short of anger, he stared at Wan Qiting, and said: "I'm injured, it's fine if you don't hurt me, and you ignore me, why should I look at your cold face? If you despise me as a burden, just leave, and I will never leave you behind."

Chuxiu's tone was very aggressive at first, but gradually became a little hoarse.

In the end, he was already crying.

He didn't want to be ashamed, so he turned around and walked down the mountain with a deep foot and a shallow foot.

He was injured, his arms were entangled, his hands were also entangled, his legs were still sore, and his walking posture was unnatural. Walking in the dark mountains and forests, it seemed that he would disappear with a wrong eye.

The fire behind him gradually approached, and it came behind him, casting his shadow on the mountain road.

He looked down at his short shadow, tears rolled down his cheeks, he kept silent, wanting to quicken his pace and stay away from this cold-hearted guy.

But before he could quicken his pace, his body suddenly lightened.

The man picked him up and looked down at him.

Chuxiu hurriedly wiped her face.

The man's deep voice came from his chest: "Next time you are in danger, call my name first."

Chuxiu ignored him, and wiped his face vigorously, the end of his eyes were slightly red, trying not to let the tears fall.

Wan Chengcheng sighed softly, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Chuxiu pursed her lips, looked at the shadow on the ground, and said nothing.

Wan Chengcheng pursed his lips and called him, "Master."

Chuxiu couldn't hold back, tears rolled down her face.

Wan Chengcheng: "I am your slave. If you are upset, you can beat me and scold me. You shouldn't cry by yourself."

Chuxiu covered her eyes, said in a low voice, "I can't beat you, I can't beat you, you are the master."

Although his tone was still awkward, it was obvious that his anger had subsided a lot.

Wan Chengcheng hugged him up and walked on the mountain road, his tone was rare and gentle: "You are the master, sleep for a while, and don't be angry when you wake up."

Chuxiu pressed her face against his chest and didn't move.

The mountain road is rugged, and there are occasional things rushing through the bushes. Other than that, the night road is quiet.

Just when Wan Qizheng thought that Chuxiu had already fallen asleep, the boy said in a slightly aggrieved and childish voice: "Ah Cheng, I feel pain."

This is after the quarrel and started acting like a baby again.

Wan Tengcheng's heart softened, and he responded in a gentle voice: "Go down the mountain and find a doctor."

Chuxiu: "I am the best doctor in the world."

Wan Chengcheng: "Then go down the mountain and find a restaurant to have a good meal."

"Well," Chuxiu closed her eyes and said softly, "You have to make money."

Wan Chengcheng sighed, and said, "Then don't spend any more money."

Chuxiu didn't say anything this time, pretending not to hear.

After a quiet journey, Chuxiu said in a low voice, "If you quarrel with me again, I won't want you."

Wan Chengcheng hugged him up and said, "No noise."

……

It was like someone else's story, he had no impression of it at all, but he was very yearning to hear it.

Chuxiu raised her left arm, looked at the shallow scar on it, and said softly: "Then I... that I have a good relationship with you?"

Wan Chengcheng scratched the scar with his fingertips, and said, "Well, it's good."

Chuxiu shook her head, and said affirmatively, "Our relationship won't be very good, otherwise I won't feel angry when I see you."

Wan Chengcheng's eyes darkened, interrupting his train of thought, and said, "I didn't finish talking about our kiss."

Chuxiu closed her mouth, lay on his side on his arm, looked at him with clear eyes: "Say it."