Chiwuxing

Chapter [-] - Fu Chen was rescued after a narrow escape, and Fu Xuan won the big prize

Fu Chen felt that he was awakened by a burst of dazzling light.

The young man slowly opened his eyes, and as far as he could see, a round of brilliant golden fire sun was hanging in the middle of the sky, and there was a soft trickling sound in his ears, the clear sky after the rain and the green trees that were about to drop made him hesitate .

For a split second, Fu Chen felt as if he had fallen into a new place in time and space.Very similar, like when he was seriously ill, he was inexplicably trapped in an unnamed deep mountain for eight years, wandering for a long time, and gradually found a home.

Just lying in the same place for a long time, the memory has just returned, and the tingling pains around the body have also been awakened. The warm sunlight just now turned into scalding boiling water, pouring water On his body full of wounds.

Fu Chen breathed out lightly, and tried to support his body with his elbows. He felt a hard stone under his body, his legs and feet were still half-soaked in the stream, and there were bursts of splitting pain from his waist.

After struggling a few times, he finally couldn't help feeling the pain and weakness in his limbs. With a muffled "bang", half of his body fell down again.

"woke up."

Suddenly a calm voice came over, and Fu Chen thought for a moment that before he passed out, someone seemed to have said a vague "be careful" to him in this tone.

He turned his head hard, squinting and watching.

I saw a man sitting by a gray rock not far away, his face was pale at the moment, his hair was loose, his black clothes were stained with stains and blood, he had large groups of deep lines, and he looked in a rare embarrassment.

Fu Chen suddenly recalled that before he fainted, he saw King Yu appearing in Mengshan Mountain, and was rescued by him on the edge of Guyan cliff. His heart was overwhelmed by surprise, so he said in a hoarse voice: "...Thank you, Your Highness, for your help."

Zong Zhengxi's tone did not appear to be in a state of embarrassment, but he still cheered up as usual, and said truthfully, "I didn't intend to save you, and I didn't expect you to survive after falling."

When Fu Chen heard him say it so bluntly, he didn't feel unhappy. He twisted his neck slightly and looked around the surroundings, wondering: "Biaoxia...did it fall from above?"

He looked up, the sun covered part of the mountain shape, revealing a faint shadow, is that the mountainside where they fought before?

"Originally our army was outnumbered, and it was difficult to resist. Later, a group of soldiers came from the foot of the mountain. Most of the soldiers were exhausted and were killed countless by the barbarian army. I was forced to the edge of the rock and took a risk. As for you," Zongzheng Xi paused, "At that time you had that hidden dart hanging on your waist, and I had no time to take care of it during the fight, so I was dragged down along the way."

Zong Zhengxi admitted that when he saw that this person was still alive, he couldn't help being surprised.I thought he was dead when he was in the mountains, and he fell from the edge of the [-]-meter-high valley cliff. He himself was able to use the blade rope to buffer the fall. This person fell directly, even if he fell into the stream. It is also a mortal condition, but he is still alive.

He wants to say how hard this life is.

Hearing this, Fu Chen laughed at himself, and couldn't help coughing again: "Under the mark...cough cough...life is like an ant, but I managed to live by stealing it."

The man said nothing.

Fu Chen remembered the disgusting feeling he had when he killed someone before, and the bloody smell surged up again in an instant, and the sunlight shining on his face turned into warm red liquid.

His fingers dug at the rock below, and the rough stones rubbed out marks on his palm.

Zong Zhengxi frowned in the distance, and heard the dissatisfaction in his words, and suddenly felt that the young man by the stream seemed to have the sense of incongruity that Jia Yun had mentioned before.

Fu Chen asked again: "Your Highness, can you think of a way to escape?"

Zongzheng Xi was silent for a moment, then replied: "Not at all."

Fu Chen choked for a moment, then turned his head to face the man.He remembered that in the few meetings he had with him, this man had always been aloof. Even when he was sitting in a wheelchair, he always had a well-thought-out aura, not forcing others, but also impossible to ignore.

Thinking of the wheelchair, Fu Chen felt that something was wrong. The man was sitting on the side of the stone at the moment. A very inappropriate contrast.

Seeing him looking at him, the man also looked back lightly, still without any emotion.

Fu Chen felt uncomfortable at this moment of looking at each other. He felt that his direct gaze might be a bit offensive, so he lowered his head and staggered his eyes, and said, "Your Highness... I am sorry that it is difficult for you to move at the moment, and it is inconvenient for you to send a message to help Your Highness escape."

Zong Zhengxi looked at the blood all over his body and said, "If you want to escape danger, it's important to protect your life first."

Fu Chen sighed softly, and lay down on his back by the stream.

Zong Zhengxi closed his eyes and pondered, but he ran into a blind corner after thinking for a long time.It was rare for him to be in such a state of confusion, he frowned and couldn't help it, so he simply let go of the pressure for a while, and opened his eyes lightly.

What I could see was still a paralyzed figure by the stream.

"...Wounds all over the body, soaking in the water is to actively seek death?"

"Ok?"

If the wound is not bandaged and soaked in water, it is easy to be infected. Although he has been exposed to a lot of rain, it is nothing to die here.

Fu Chen knew that the abandonment he had missed just now was just an occasional thought, and the things he failed to accomplish were still there, and death was something he was anxious but not so anxious about.Otherwise, God would not have made him so fateful to escape from danger many times in these years.

Fu Chen gritted his teeth and tried to move his leg. The joints of the calf that had been connected before should have split again, and his thigh had suffered several stab wounds during the previous attack due to the restraint of the calf.He tried his best to turn over and land on the shore, with his right hand stretched forward to grab the rock, the slender finger bones were raised at this moment, and the abrasions and scratches on them were quite shocking.

The young man exhaled lightly, resisting the solidification of his thighs and abdomen that had not yet been bandaged, and slowly squirmed forward.

The sun at this moment is so gentle and warm, but according to the slow embarrassment of this young man, time seems to be slowed down for him, and the gentle wind picks up his curly red hair at the end, bringing harmony in this quiet picture rhythm.

Zong Zhengxi couldn't describe his feelings at this moment. He had personally experienced the fatal pain two years ago. He has been in the army for many years, so naturally he would not be surprised by some soldiers who can endure pain.But maybe it was because of the unique perspective of the bystanders, or maybe because of the limitations of the occasion at this time and place, at this moment his mind was shaken.

Surrounding the young man were several corpses that fell from the mountainside together. They were motionless, which made the sudden crawling strange.

He saw that the man's wound was still bleeding, and after the heavy rain washed away, the stream of water was nothing compared to it. This broken body must endure the pain riddled with holes to make a small step forward. The young man's words just now clearly revealed the timidity of self-defeating and self-abandonment, but he did not believe that there was such a will to survive under his words.

He himself has experienced countless lives, deaths, and illnesses on the battlefield, and he has also seen soldiers in the same battalion who were subdued by simple pain. Even so, he never ruled out their cowardice before illness.Every soldier in the Red Armor Barracks is like a living person in the temple of the palace, how can he be prevented from being drawn by emotions just because he is down in the army?

Men run the army strictly and discipline themselves and others, but they don't control soldiers' human nature and personal affection outside of training and warfare.Therefore, where there is discipline, there is also a bottom line. Since he has been in power for more than ten years, he has never really used the tyrannical punishment of the leader, and it is enough to make everyone respect each other and follow orders in everything.

But this person, but because of what kind of will he wants to kill himself like this?

"come over."

As soon as Fu Chen lay down on the shore, he heard the man's order, and he hesitated for a moment in his heart.

Zong Zhengxi didn't miss the pause in his eyes, and added: "If you want to survive, I'll bandage you up."

Fu Chen was surprised, but maybe it was because of the empty words and stereotypes he had practiced in the past, so he immediately said, "I dare not accept the bid."

Zongzhengxi saw that he was still the same as before, he sneered and said: "I never cared about the life and death of irrelevant people, if you don't dare to be the one, just choose yourself."

Fu Chen was taken aback by the "irrelevant person" and subconsciously asked: "Biaoxia...isn't he also a soldier in red armor? In the eyes of His Highness...we are just irrelevant people?"

"It's you." Not you.

Fu Chen heard what he said, and his expression was gloomy.What secretly thought in his mind was the warning words that Zongzhengxi had given him several times before, and he felt that according to Zongzhengxi's nature, he would not seem to be soft-hearted to those who were suspicious.At this time, there is no one in the wilderness, if the man wants to kill him here, he will do so silently. If he has the opportunity to go out of the mountain in the future, it will be just an ordinary death in battle...

He also heard the man say: "The officers and men in red armor always know how to obey orders, and they don't have those hypocritical polite words."

Fu Chen's vigilance was still in his heart, but his fingers were stiff right now, and it would be useless to waste time here.He pondered for a long time, if the man really had any murderous intentions towards him at this time, he might just leave him alone, why bother talking so much to him.

After all, saving his life is the top priority, so he crawled over there again in a prone position, his fingertips sinking deep into the rocky ground.

Time passed extremely slowly.

There is only the sound of the cloth rubbing against the weeds on the ground.

Fu Chen's long-term focus is his speed, but he has attached all his slowness since practicing martial arts.

When he crawled to Zong Zhengxi's side, he was already exhausted and his breathing was uneven.

"Turn over." The man said.

Hearing this, Fu Chen planned to raise his elbows first and take advantage of the situation to turn over at once.But there was still a throbbing pain in the abdomen, as if a rift opened in the pain, and he was stiff on his side, not daring to move.

His forehead was already drenched with cold sweat, and he clasped his hands tightly to cover his head. It was the first time he was so embarrassed in front of people, it was too ugly.

Although he has experienced many painful moments, he does not want to lose his dignity as a man in front of another man's eyes.

Zong Zhengxi lowered his head, and untied Fu Chen's tattered light armor with both hands, revealing the gray cloth coat inside, which was also damaged in many places at this time, and some of it stuck to the flesh and blood, and the blood stained the deep clumps. color, like poppies in marl.

He stared at a heavily oozing area of ​​Fu Chen's abdomen, and then unbuttoned the clothes there, revealing a five- to six-inch incision in the narrow waist and abdomen, the tight lines were cut open abruptly. The mouth was covered with horrible bloodstains.But at this moment, the skin and flesh appeared to be festering, and it was obvious that he had lost a lot of blood due to the rain and the fall.

If it goes deeper, the intestines may be pulled out.

The young man's eyelashes were tightly closed, even though he had extraordinary courage to face death on the battlefield, he still felt extremely tortured under the severe pain.

After Zongzhengxi stabbed the wound on his upper abdomen, he lifted his shirt again, and a knife wound from the collarbone to the ribs was eye-catching, but it happened to avoid the vital points in the heart, so it can be seen that this man dodged in time to avoid this fatal attack. one knife.

Fu Chen heard the man above say: "There is no anesthetic, bear with it."

"...Wait." The young man said with a low voice.

The movement of the man's hands stopped accordingly.

The wound on his abdomen was tied up just now, he exerted a little strength, propped himself up to the side, pulled out something in his hand, quickly put it into his mouth, chewed it carefully, then spit it on his fingers, trembling Apply a little bit on the wound on the chest.

Zong Zhengxi waited for him to move in silence, and after a long time, he said calmly, "It's quite fine."

The young man finished dressing the incision with grass clippings, his pale lower lip was still trembling, and he said with a half-smile, "...I'm afraid of pain."

The man seemed to snort lightly, then disappeared with the wind, and continued to raise his hand to clean his blood stasis.

Fu Chen felt that he was gradually getting out of the wounds on his body, as if his soul had come out of his body. His tense nerves relaxed, allowing the man above him to move, and the pain turned into the dead body he was attached to. on the body.He wanted to fly, suddenly wanted to fly, when a burst of pain became numb and rigid, he wanted to run away from this body, get rid of the hardships borne by the flesh and blood itself, and fly away from the deep-rooted childhood obsession with his parents.

After Zong Zhengxi sealed his main and collateral points, he wrapped cloth tightly around his chest, and the sudden tightness pulled Fu Chen back who flew away.

The young man couldn't help but let out a low gasp, his eyes turned from emptiness to focus, and the red sun in the sky directly entered his eyes.

Zong Zhengxi's hands moved swiftly, regardless of whether the young man was in pain or not, after wrapping up the wound on his upper body, he looked at his leg again, glanced at him, and asked calmly, "Where is the injury on the leg?"

Fu Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and said tremblingly, "The lower leg...the previous fracture...the thigh has a stab wound."

Zong Zhengxi groped along his leg bone and frowned: "It's not just broken."

Fu Chen replied powerlessly: "A few days ago... the first battle..."

The man sank his mind, ignored his words, and exerted strength with both hands. The dislocated joints were straightened again with a "click", but he could still feel a slight crack in the calf bone, and the condition was not very good.

The young man was already convulsing from the pain at this moment, and there were crystal beads of sweat hanging from the tip of his nose and under his eyes, which wet the fine hair on it, making it sticky.His right arm was stretched in front of him, and he clenched his arm bone tightly, his teeth almost burrowing into the flesh.

Zong Zhengxi caught a glimpse of his pale face but tried his best to bear the pain, so he paused the movements of his hands.The blood vessels under the skin touched by his fingers were thumping, and he couldn't help but twitch from time to time. There was an urge to roll over at any time, so he moved his hand away.Said: "If you can't bear it, I can give you a break."

Zong Zhengxi's tone was calm, and he couldn't tell what his emotions were.

Fu Chen still realized what the man meant in the great pain, but he couldn't say anything, subconsciously panting: "...No! No!"

Sweat rolled down his forehead, and his pale complexion became more and more prominent against the scar on his left cheek.

Zong Zhengxi took off his outer pants, and saw the scars on his legs. The youth's original legs were slender and strong, containing the unique strength of a young man.He could clearly feel the explosive power in it when watching him use the sword before, but at this moment, there is an extreme contrast between red and white, and there is an unspeakable feeling of falling.Perhaps because of the natural repulsion and disgust towards the leg injury, Zong Zhengxi stared at the injury, but his heart was missing, and he was in a daze for a moment.

The sun is scorching hot in summer, and even in the mountains, you can still feel the heat wave from the sun.

After something happened, both of them were silent for a long time.

In Luoxi City, in the main hall of the Phoenix Palace, all the officials knelt down and congratulated: "My lord is amazing!"

A courtier in front smiled and said: "General Wuma took down the cities of Tong and Luan in one fell swoop, and beheaded a general of the Yan army in one fell swoop. It's really a speedy battle! Your lord's layout is exquisite, and the ministers admire you."

Fu Xuan leaned on the throne, lightly twirled the agate finger on the thumb, a smile flashed in the eyes of the phoenix, and said: "It is expected, and there is no need to get carried away. But the soldiers worked hard on the front line, and the soldiers who died in this battle All of them will be buried generously, and the family will be given a cart of fine gold and fine cloth. Those who make meritorious deeds will be promoted and ranked according to their merits.

"The Lord is very kind."

Fu Xuan said with a smile: "As long as you can contribute to the growth of our Nanman, the lonely king will not hesitate to reward you."

Seeing Fu Xuan's happy face, one of the servants below took the opportunity to say: "I don't know what your lord's plan is next, but you want to take advantage of this opportunity to pursue the victory and go further east?"

Fu Xuan snorted and said, "It's not in a hurry. At this time, guard the gap in Tongzhou and let the people of Yan rush for a while. We can slowly carry out the next step. The initiative is still in our hands now. As long as we hold the With Tongzhou in sight, Yan people will always worry that this gap will be opened."

Another minister below echoed: "Your lord is right, although we won this battle, we also lost a lot of troops, so we still need to temporarily rest the army."

"Temporary rest is enough," Fu Xuan said. "After a year's rest, it's not for the soldiers to continue to rest because of the First World War. This time, the lonely king is not polite to the people of Yan. Jian died in this battle, it was really wrong. Wuma was young and brave, and the lonely king entrusted him with a heavy responsibility, but he acted recklessly this time. Not less."

Seeing Fu Xuan's cold face, the courtiers below were a little worried.

A courtier said another thing: "Reporting to the lord, recently a woodcutter claimed to have seen a priest appearing in the mountains of Boshan, and he came here to report."

The minister next to him who heard this was also shocked and suspicious, guessing that the Lord would be angry because of it.

Fu Xuan's originally calm face became turbulent again, and he said: "Then pass on the order of the lonely king. Anyone who sees others should be captured alive by him, and the lonely king will give him a great reward."

The courtier hesitated and said: "But after all, the priest is from the Southern Barbarian kingdom, and he knows the fortune of changes, and is believed by the people. If this order continues, will it cause dissatisfaction among the people?"

"Notify the evidence of the priest's neglect of duty, burning of books and destroying scriptures prepared earlier, so that the whole family will know that whoever catches this sinner will benefit our Southern Man." Fu Xuan said.

"Yes," the minister replied tremblingly, and couldn't help detecting the depth of His Holiness's attitude, and said, "Dare to ask My Lord, if the priest is captured alive, will he still be kept as a priest?"

The royal family is of the phoenix lineage, while the priest is the reincarnation of the once-in-a-century patron saint of the phoenix.The next ministers also knew it well, but they didn't dare to say anything, and they didn't have the guts to disobey Fu Xuan's order.

"He has done nothing in the Nanman for many years, and he has taken up the priest's position. At this point, it is enough to depose him as a priest." Fu Xuan replied coldly.

"The minister takes orders." The minister said.

Fu Xuan put down his hands, stroked the phoenix head on the side of the throne, and said: "Please tell me, the whole family is now in a state of preparation for war again, and the soldiers in front must be relieved of their worries."

"Yes."