I raised a husband in ancient times

The little snowflakes fell silently in the mountains, adding vitality to this tranquil world.

The hot spring spreads over the whole body, and the suitable temperature makes people relax. The fatigue along the way is relieved, and I feel comfortable all over.

The human body is not suitable for soaking in hot springs for a long time. They soaked intermittently for four or five times, which was considered as the end of this trip to hot springs.

When Little Xingxing put on his clothes to cover his smooth back, Lu Yiming was disappointed and at the same time heaved a sigh of relief.

He told himself secretly that Fulang was still young and still growing, so he couldn't eat yet.

He couldn't help but look at that young face and sigh, why is Fu Lang only seventeen? !

Thinking of his real age, Lu Yiming remained silent. After such a calculation, wouldn't he be an old cow eating young grass?

In the past when he was in school, he criticized those who would find little girls when they had money, and those who were in their early twenties when they were forty, it was shameless.

Now that things have turned around, has this feng shui turned on me?

After Li Suo put on their clothes, the two of them were not in a hurry to go back. Since they were in the mountains, they could make some game to eat. It had been a long time since they had grilled fish and chicken.

Grilled fish is easy to catch. There is a small pool under the waterfall next to it. The water in the pool is not deep. The stream not far from the waterfall is gentle and the water is not deep.

The clear water surface is not like the turbidity of modern and apocalyptic times. Stones of different sizes are deposited on the bottom of the water. Occasionally, some herring and crucian carp swim by, which are clearly visible in the clear water.

I brought a bow and arrow in my back basket, which was originally used to deal with the monsters in the mountains just in case, but now it will come in handy.

Handing the pannier to Pei Xing for safekeeping, he rolled up his trousers, holding an arrow in his right hand, and stepped gently into the water.

The cold water covered his knees, but he had just come out of the hot spring, and now he was very hot, so he was not afraid of the coolness.

Catching fish requires enough patience. He stared with bated breath and remained motionless. When the fish that relaxed his vigilance swam to his side, he decisively struck.

One hit!

Pei Xing covered his mouth on the bank, for fear of disturbing the fish in the stream, he couldn't help exclaiming when he saw a fat fish sticking out of her husband's arrowhead.

After catching three fish back and forth, he handed the fish to Pei Xing, pointed to the place down the mountain and said: "There is a small hunting knife in the back basket, you can handle it here at ease, I will go to the mountain to see if there are any pheasants, and bring one back. "

Xiao Miao's branch is worn on Pei Xing's hand. If there is danger, Xiao Miao can also protect him. If he is really unable to beat him, he can also transmit the danger information to the main branch in time to delay their arrival.

Pei Xing didn't think so, he was a little scared when he was alone in the deep mountains and old forests without anyone to accompany him.

But the husband talked like this again, he didn't want to drag the other party down, after silently cheering himself up, he took the fish from the husband's hand and nodded.

After not taking two steps, Lu Yiming turned around and turned back, threw the fish in the hands of the little husband into the back basket, pulled his wrist, and went up the mountain together.

Forget it, it's better to put the little guy under your nose for peace of mind.

"call out--"

A sharp arrow stably pierced through the bushes, and was nailed to a pheasant pecking ten meters away.

Lu Yiming retracted his bow and said: "There are pheasants, pick up some dry branches, and prepare to make grilled chicken and grilled fish."

"No wonder my husband brought these seasonings."

When he was holding the veil before, he found some bottles and jars under the partition. He opened it out of curiosity, only to find that it was oil, salt and other things. My husband had already planned to have a picnic here.

Shuttle among the bushes, immersed in delicious food, Pei Xing didn't pay attention to his feet, he was hooked by a thick branch, and he staggered forward twice, but fortunately he held on to his husband's arm to stabilize himself.

"Be careful."

After picking up the chicken, he deliberately avoided the uneven spot just now when he returned along the road, so he couldn't be stumbled again this time.

The road is unstable, shameful.

"Husband, why is the Beggar Chicken called Beggar Chicken? Is it because he is a pheasant? Or is it because..."

Just as he was talking vigorously, Pei Xing's voice stopped suddenly. Just now, he felt that something unknown grabbed his ankle.

And, it seems, it will move!

What, what?

This shape and strength don't look like vines, but rather, people!

The chill ran straight to his forehead, and his heart rose to his throat.

He tried hard to break free, but the thing was getting tighter and tighter, he was fixed in place, unable to move at all, his whole body was like a tight bow, extremely stiff.

"Husband, husband, there seems to be something on your feet."

His voice trembled violently, his eyeballs kept rolling in shock, but he didn't dare to look down.

Lu Yiming lowered his head and looked at his feet that were left behind. A dirty hand mixed with mud and blood was grabbing Pei Xing's feet. The strength was not small. Dirty fingerprints.

His eyes extended along his arms to the bushes, where a man covered in stab wounds was hidden.

From bright to dark, the other party's sharp eyes met him.

This person is of the same kind, and his hands are probably stained with a lot of blood.

There is not a good place in the other party's body. I think he has experienced a bloody battle not long ago.

However, the other party did a good job of first aid, covering the wound with hemostatic grass, and wrapping the upper end of the artery with cloth strips torn from the clothes to slow down the speed of blood loss.

Lu Yiming frowned, and pulled his fingers away from Pei Xing's feet little by little.

So he was the one who tripped up Little Xingxing before.

Originally, he thought that these two people were nearby villagers, and they would help each other when they saw a dying person.

But seeing the tall man's eyes, he thought it might not be that easy. Seeing the other party's tendency to refuse to save him, he said weakly: "If we save each other today, we will be grateful in the future."

On weekdays, if such a person of unknown origin was lying in front of him, he would never say a word. This is very troublesome. How can ordinary people be hunted down like this?

Those TV dramas are not often performed. After the cannon fodder rescues the protagonist, he is hated by the protagonist's enemies. Because of his lack of power and power, the whole family is destroyed. In the end, the protagonist avenges them.

He just wanted to ask, if everyone is dead, if you take revenge, will those people who died tragically be happy?

It's unrealistic, so his first thought was to kill this possibility from the source.

It's not a good thing to meddle in other people's business, especially since he is still a nobody now, he can find a deep mountain and old forest to hide, but the Lu family can't.

However, in front of Pei Xing, he didn't want the other party to know that he was such a cold-blooded person, so he asked about the situation first.

"Identity, name and address, cause of injury."

The man was a little dazed, as if he didn't expect the peasant in rough clothes to think so clearly, he was quite helpless: "Your humble Gu Cheng, don't worry, the people who came to kill me are all dead, take this and go to Yuelai. …”

Before Gu Cheng finished speaking, he lost too much blood and passed out. It is not easy to sustain this injury until now.

Lu Yiming keenly grasped the last two words. What did he mean by "Yue Lai", a person's name or something else?

"Husband, what should I do?"

Pei Xing had recovered from his fear. Although he couldn't bear to see this man die in front of his eyes, he was afraid that this man would bring them disaster, so he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

The other party just took out a jade pendant as a status symbol from the skirt, obviously wanting to hand it to Lu Yiming, it should be related to the unfinished words, but before he could say more, he passed out.

"Drag the person to the hot spring first."

Pei Xing hesitated to speak, this way of holding someone's arm and dragging it on the ground, wouldn't it kill someone?

[Hurry up, save him. 】

[Why save him, I finally got the ability. 】

[What do you think of this man's clothes? 】

[It's so tattered, I can't wear it. 】

[This person's identity should be unusual, there are too few fine products in the mountains, I don't know when to find them, your leveling up is slow, and the unnamed pearl just now only restored you by [-]%, I heard that dignitaries and nobles like to collect it most These rare treasures can be used to inquire about them. 】

【real? 】

【certainly. 】

After fooling Xiao Miao, Lu Yiming dragged him away. Anyway, with Xiao Miao around, it would be difficult for this person to die.

The fatal injury of the comatose man was not as serious as Li Dashan's last time, but the arrow wounds on his arms and legs were poisoned. He had sucked out most of the poison himself, but there was still some leftovers. Now his lips are not white from blood loss but Slightly cyanotic poisoning.

"Is it this one?"

Lu Yiming and Pei Xing knew only a few types of herbs, but in order to fool them, the former asked the latter to pick some unknown plants near the hot spring just now, smash them into powder, and rub them on the wound.

Superficial work still needs to be done, but it is Xiao Miao who is really treated.

When their grilled fish and beggar chicken were gnawed down to a pile of bones, the man still showed no sign of waking up.

Lu Yiming stepped forward to check the situation, and found that the poison was cured, and the blood from the wound stopped bleeding. He didn't know why he just didn't wake up.

"Is this man okay?"

"Tired to sleep."

"...the heart is so big."

Do good deeds without leaving your name?

No, this is not Lu Yiming's style.

He directly carried the man back home, spread a layer of straw in the cellar, and let people lie on it. The opening of the cellar was opened to facilitate normal breathing.

I don't know when this person will wake up, so Lu Yiming doesn't care about him for the time being.

When the two came back, they didn't see Lu's father and mother. He had just changed into clean clothes in the house, and when he came out of the hot water, he bumped into Lu's mother who came back from the courtyard.

She saw the note on the table.

At first, I was wondering why these two people went to the hot spring in a sneaky manner, but as soon as they came back, Pei Xing took two sets of clothes and scrubbed them in the courtyard. Mother Lu understood instantly, and she smiled meaningfully at Lu Yiming who came out of the kitchen .

Lu Yiming: What just happened?

He approached the squatting scrubber with a bucket in his hand, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The other party also looked at a loss, not knowing what he wanted to say.

If he couldn't figure it out, he stopped thinking about it, and Lu Yiming signaled him to move his hand away: "Let's put in some hot water, cold water hurts your hands."

Pei Xing's hands were red from the biting cold water, Lu Yiming couldn't see it, so he boiled a pot of water to warm him up.

He was doing nothing on the sidelines, thinking of the persimmons that had been sealed up before, they should be ready to eat now.

Move the jar to the yard, remove the gauze that sealed the mouth of the jar, and remove the persimmon skin covering the surface, exposing the hoarfrost-covered persimmons to the air. Lu Yiming is quite satisfied looking at the reddish-white persimmons.

A loose strand of hair brushed his cheek and fell on his chest.

Pei Xing hung his clothes and approached him from the side, looked over his left shoulder, stared at the persimmons with salivation, and exclaimed: "Husband, the persimmons are really frosted! Do you need to wash the white color before eating?"

"No, this layer of hoarfrost is just the condensation of sugar overflowing from the inside of the persimmon. It's not something dirty. It's fine to eat."

No one in Wuhe Village knows how to make persimmons. Most of the persimmons in the town are sold from neighboring towns or further away. When Pei Xing passes by snack shops in autumn, he often sees these seasonal dried fruits, but he never bought.

"Everything you cook is delicious!"

Seeing that a certain greedy cat was about to drool, Lu Yiming picked up a hanging persimmon and gently tore it apart to the two sides. The drawn flesh was plump and glutinous, and he brought the Liuxin persimmon to the other's mouth: "Taste it."

Pei Xing wanted to reach out to take it, but her husband staggered his fingers and held it himself.

His ears hidden in his hair turned red quietly, he just paused for a moment, then lowered his head to taste the crystal red and tender flesh, his lips touched the other's warm fingertips in a panic.

"Is it tasty?"

"It's so delicious!" It's sweeter than the ripe persimmons he's ever eaten!

Lu Yiming divided the other half of the dried persimmon into half again and stuffed it into his mouth. The flesh was soft and the outer layer was chewy. Overall, it was sweet and not greasy, which was not bad.

The little dried fruit in his hand was not enough for him to eat. Seeing that the people around him were chewing slowly and seemed reluctant to eat more, he reached out to take two more and handed one of them to Pei Xing.

"It's okay, you can eat another one, but you can't eat more, the persimmons are cold, and eating more is not good for your body."

Little Claw took the dried persimmon, held it in the palm of his hand, and nodded obediently.

A gust of cold wind blew up, blowing a strand of black hair on the other side's temples, and he stretched out his hand to pin it behind the ear: "Go inside, it's cold here."

Before the two got up, a rough knock on the door interrupted the warm atmosphere in the courtyard.

There was obvious impatience in the visitor's tone.

"Lu Shun's house? Officer, open the door."

The author has something to say: Lu Yiming: Husband is still young, hey.

Pei Xing poked her finger shyly: Where is the husband pointing at?

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