Only my golden finger has bugs in the world

The group of refugees was still moving forward slowly. It was noon, and the sun was shining brightly in the sky. The old man in front of the team pursed his dry and peeling lips, stopped, and raised his hand to signal everyone to take a rest.

The ignorant children with their bare buttocks leaning against their mothers, the emaciated old men leaning on sticks, the haggard women in ragged clothes, and the tanned peasants all sat on the ground numbly.

The old man commanded a few strong men to set up a large pot on the open space, and the river water was boiled in it, and the smoke slowly rose.

The old man in the lead, with disheveled, mop-like long hair that has not been taken care of for several months, has a skinny body, but a pair of brown eyes that are still alive,? He is also the backbone of this group of refugees.

"Everyone, come and drink some water, right? You won't get sick if you drink the boiled river water. After walking for so long, drinking more water can also quench your hunger and thirst." Leaning on a wooden stick, the old man spoke hoarsely.

These refugees were obedient. They stood up and lined up in an orderly row. They drank water from dilapidated rough porcelain bowls in front of the cauldron. The boiled white water was extremely unpalatable. , They all forced themselves to drink two big bowls, filling their stomachs to the brim, trying to create an illusion of being full to the body.

Among the refugees gathered to rest, a skinny young man with thinning hair silently held a bowl to drink water. His face was pale and emaciated, and he lost all color. He felt that the scene in front of him was shaking again and again, and his head was dizzy He was so heavy, as if he had been pushed into the water and couldn't breathe. He was panting and coughing violently.

With a bang, the bowl in his hand hit the ground, and the boy fell unconsciously to the ground.

"Oops, Xiaosi's illness is committed." The people around caught the boy, shouted nervously, and rushed to report to the old man in front.

"Where's the medicine?" The old man walked up to the young man with a wooden stick and asked tremblingly.

"How can there be more? The medicine is expensive and the portion is small. I have already finished it."

"What should I do? Doctor Liu in the town said that Xiao Si's illness is inseparable from medicine." The young Zhuzhu who was supporting Xiao Si looked flustered and lost his mind.

"In the wilderness, where can I find medicine?"

Everyone was silent when they heard the words. Now they are still in the process of fleeing, and they are walking in the wilderness. When the medicine is caught, they will probably be gone.

At this time, a slender and powerful hand suddenly appeared, firmly grabbed the boy's shoulder, took him from the arms of the pillar, and supported him.

Because of the onset of the disease, the delirious teenager, two figures appeared in his blurred vision, one tall and one lower.The strong young man with a stern expression stretched out his big hands to support him, while the man beside him who was wearing a linen shirt and a simple mask on his face squatted down, poured a pill from the bottle he took out from his arms, stuffed it into his mouth.

The man wearing the mask loosened Xiao Si's neckline, and then opened his mouth to evacuate the tightly surrounded crowd, "Let's disperse first, crowd gathering will aggravate the patient's condition."

He heard a cool male voice with a frosty breath ringing in his ear, quietly, softly and carefully instructing him how to breathe correctly through the abdomen, keeping the rhythm of each breath consistent, after a few rounds, the boy His face finally recovered a little rosy, and the pained look on his face also faded.

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Linyun Peak stands between the imperial capital and Yunyang City. As its name suggests, although the mountain occupies a small area, it towers into the sky and looks as if it is facing the sky. Looking from a distance, it is surrounded by smog and clouds, and it is majestic. fill.

Because of the complex terrain and harsh environment of Linyun Peak, the road up the mountain is not only very difficult to find but also extremely steep, and even the bandits who have landed as bandits rarely choose to camp here.

But passing through the dense and complex jungle, this inaccessible mountain shows its pyrotechnic side. On the majestic mountain range, there are dozens of simple wooden houses that can only shelter from the rain, all of which are hidden. In the mountains and forests.Aside from environmental factors, from the perspective of a military strategist, Linyun Peak has a dangerous terrain, towering mountains, and lush jungles, which are good for defense and easy to hide. It is really a rare treasure.

The location in the middle of the mountains is where the wooden houses are densest, and any inch of land that can be used and built has been used, and no one is missed.

The rising fireworks are perfectly integrated with the mountains, and the rich and simple food aroma spreads to every corner of the mountains with the wind in the mountains.

In a simple wooden house, a room full of people was sitting at this time.A stone table made of a huge stone replaced the function of the dining table. In the center of the stone table, there was a huge pot filled with steaming porridge, with green wild vegetables and mushrooms floating on it, and brown rice with The aroma of wild vegetables gave a tempting taste to the slightly shabby meal.

There were people sitting around the stone table, but no one moved their chopsticks. At this moment, there was a creak, and the door of the wooden house was pushed open from the outside. The mask, the edge of the mask has faint scars.

When everyone in front of the stone table saw him, they stood up respectfully, and everyone looked at him with indescribable reverence.

Everyone moved away from the stone table immediately, and the old man patted the seat beside him, and said with a smile, "Mr. Mu, sit here."

Si Yan glanced at the kind old man, knowing that he couldn't push back his kindness, so he didn't hold back, and sat down generously.

The air pressure in the wooden house began to drop. Everyone held their bowls and looked at Si Yan covertly from time to time. They all looked absent-minded, and even the hot porridge they had dreamed of was a little hard to swallow for a while.Si Yan noticed their strangeness, but didn't say anything, just sat quietly waiting for them to say it themselves.

"Mr. Mu..." A low voice rang out in the silent cabin, and the boy who was rescued by Si Yan and the others quietly said, "Are you leaving?"

"Yeah." Si Yan nodded, "Thank you for taking it in for the past half a month."

"No, no, no! It's us who should say thank you. If Mr. Mu hadn't been here, our family would have died long ago."

"These days, Mr. Mu treated us, led us to avoid those murderous officers and soldiers, found us a place to live and live, and taught us to identify herbs and take them to the market to exchange money for food. Otherwise, how can we now Sitting down and drinking hot porridge, without Mr. Mu, we don’t know where we are now living a life of homelessness, poor clothing, and insufficient food.”

"Thinking that Mr. Mu has taught us so much, but we have nothing to repay Mr., I feel ashamed."

Everyone talked to each other, some of them even spoke in a very orderly manner, and seemed to be the sons of the country gentry who had studied and studied.Since Si Yan joined their team, he has indeed brought them a lot of help. They all thank Si Yan from the bottom of their hearts and without adulteration, so they are very reluctant to let him leave.

Duan Si, the young man who was the first to speak before, asked anxiously, "Mr. Mu, can you stay?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were on Si Yan, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

"You look at me anyway, it's not like I won't come back, today's porridge is very delicious, everyone should try it." Si Yan said with a smile, even his usually too clear voice was now a little soft, Following his words, the atmosphere in the room became more relaxed and returned to the previous joy.

A table of people happily gathered around the stone table, drinking the shabby but very delicious porridge with wild vegetables, laughing and laughing from time to time. At this moment, their hearts are full of expectations and satisfaction for the future.A few months ago, a natural disaster forced them to leave their hometown and live a life of endless stops. Like walking dead, confusion and despair have been engraved in their hearts.

After breakfast, except for the respected old man, everyone left to do their work.

The old man stopped Si Yan, "Mr. Mu, please stay, I have something I want to talk to you about." He paused, and continued: "We have all discussed it, and we want Mr. Mu to be our The old man looked at Si Yan with kindness and admiration, "Mr. Mu is a man of great talent and benevolence. We have seen it in our eyes these days, and we are all grateful and respectful to Mr. Mu from the bottom of our hearts. Yes." His face was vicissitudes and thin, but his eyes were deep, as if he could see through everything, "This world will not be peaceful for a long time. Under the nest, there will be peace and eggs. Such a peaceful life is only temporary. No matter Whatever Mr. Mu wants to do in the future, we will follow you unconditionally."

"Aren't you going to ask me about my identity?" Si Yan's voice was cold and indifferent, and his eyes, which were darker than ordinary people's, seemed to be able to see through everything.

The old man shook his head, "No matter what your identity is, we are willing to believe and follow you, because at the same time we also believe in our own judgment: you are a person worth following. As for your identity, one day when you are willing to tell us, we will naturally knew."

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Time flowed quietly minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, it was already late at night, and the fire on Linyun Mountain was extinguished little by little, except for a faint yellow candlelight shining in a small wooden house.

At this time, Si Yan also waited for the person he was waiting for.

"See Your Majesty." The person who appeared quietly had a pale face that was almost bewitching, and his long jet-black hair was randomly tied up with a hosta. He wore a red gown that reached the ground, but his forks were slit to reveal his slender but equally pale body. The calf, the makeup on the face is too delicate, so delicate and perfect, it makes people feel... weird.

The other party's voice has both the masculine deep magnetism and the feminine softness, so that people can't tell whether it is a man or a woman for a while.

"Qianyi, I'll leave it to you to set up organs here." Without a mask, Si Yan's side face became softer under the influence of candlelight, his eyebrows were drooping, and his long eyelashes covered his eyes deep.

However, Yang Qianyi curled her lips a little unhappy, "I knew I should let my sister come, so that I can accompany the king in the imperial capital." It is not a small project to arrange a mechanism array for the entire Linyun Peak, and it will take a lot of money. last few months.