Song of Less Danger

The small town on the Jiangbei side near the Yangtze River is sparsely populated and the shops are few and far between.The carriage rattled past the dusty dirt road and stopped in front of an unremarkable small medical clinic.

Shaowei jumped out of the car, carried Zheng Laage out of the car, and walked straight into the hospital: "Doctor, come out to see a doctor."

He was carrying a long knife, his clothes were still stained with blood, his face was as cold as a rakshasa, as if he was not coming to see a doctor, but was going to smash the store, so frightened that the person behind the medicine cabinet huddled behind the counter and dared not speak for a long time.

Zheng Laoge grabs Shaowei.He was a little tired and not in good spirits, but he still said in a gentle voice, "Can I see bone injuries here?"

The man replied repeatedly, "Please, please go and sit inside."

Zheng Liaoge had a brief conversation with him, and learned that his name was Shu Jie, who came from a medical family, and managed to make ends meet by opening a medical clinic in this small place where no one cared about him.Shu Jie has a baby face, he is said to be six or seven years older than Zheng Laoge, but he looks generally immature.He was wearing an old blue robe, with a medicine bag around his waist, hanging several large and small medicine bags, bluffing and gesticulating in a very unrestrained way.

Shaowei stood aside with his arms folded, watching the unreliable doctor grab Zheng Laoge's arm and apply medicine with a suspicious expression, then rolled up his trouser legs to inspect the injury on his knee.

"Small injury, small injury, I'll bring you a box of blood-activating ointment, apply it on the bruise every day, try not to use this leg for seven days, and it will gradually heal." Shu Jie said, "Your body is not very good. , have been taking medicine to support it?"

"Yes."

Shu Jie brought a box of blood-activating ointment and put it into Singer Zheng Lao, sat in front of him and felt his pulse carefully. After a while, he said, "Natural Qi and blood are deficient, twelve meridians are unstable, meridian retrograde causes disease, yin and yang conflicts cause Tiredness, this is the root of the disease brought out from the mother's womb, Xiao Lang, it is very fierce."

Shaowei said indifferently: "Did I ask you?"

Shu Jie timidly kept silent.Zheng Liaoge was not in a hurry or annoyed at being stamped with such a medical condition, and said with great admiration: "The doctor has good eyesight. It is true that I have been sick since I was a child, but after so many years, I have gotten used to it."

The little doctor wiped off his cold sweat, "This, this, your medicine must not be stopped. People drink medicine to cure illnesses, and you drink medicine to prolong life... Oh, this young man with a knife, don't look like this!" Fierce, what I’m saying is the truth.”

Shaowei was very impatient, seeing that the injuries and bruises on Singer Zheng's feet had been healed, he bent over to hug him.Seeing this, Shu Jie was eager to come over to help him, but was stopped by Shao Wei.

"Don't touch it." Shaowei told him coldly.Then he picked up the bewildered Zheng Laoge, turned around and left the hospital.

Zheng Laoge was put into the carriage, and carefully asked, "Shaowei, why are you so cruel to people?"

Shaowei replied, "He doesn't look like a good person."

After finishing speaking, he lowered the curtain and went to the front to drive.Zheng Laoge was stunned for a moment, went to the car window and lifted the curtain, watching the inconspicuous medical hall getting farther and farther away in the dust, becoming a point.

The early spring in Jiangbei is warmer than that in Bashu, and the banks of the river are green, and spring plum blossoms have already bloomed in some places.After entering the hinterland of Jiangbei, we can see the continuous flow of people and cars on the streets in the city.

Such fireworks are not seen in the deep mountains of Bashu all the year round.Zheng Liaoge lay by the window on the second floor of the inn and watched the people coming and going downstairs shouting, a warm feeling surged in his heart.This is his hometown. Although he has been away for more than ten years, it is still more familiar to him than any other place.

He slowly counted the heads of people who came and went, wondering where Xuanwu and Master went?After such a long time, there is no news at all, and the letter of going to Mianzhou also fell into the sea.The longer the time, the more uneasy he felt.

At night, after Zheng Laoge drank the medicine, he sat on the side of the couch by the candlelight and lowered his head to apply the blood-activating ointment on himself.

His knees were swollen, and his arms and legs were covered with small wounds from branches and leaves, which took a long time to treat.Sitting on the couch is not as warm as the bed, and you have to lift your trouser legs when applying the medicine. After a while, Zheng Liaoge sneezed three or four times, and his face turned pale from the cold.

Shaowei said irritably from the side: "Can't you just stop dawdling?"

"But I can't see clearly..."

Shaowei simply got up and walked in front of him, took the activating blood ointment in his hand, took out a piece to hold his calf, and began to rub it with his hands.Zheng Liaoge was in so much pain that tears almost fell out, "Be gentler!"

Shaowei adjusted his posture, clumsily and lightly.Zheng Laoge slowly relaxed, watching Shaowei sitting next to him with his head bowed and frowning concentrated.Only then can he see the swirls of his hair and the drooping eyelashes.

The candle flickered.

A very thin sound of the eaves moving lightly trembled like leaves in the quiet night.

The next moment, Shaowei pressed the handle of the knife and jumped up like a leopard, his whole body tensed into an arc.

Zheng Laoge subconsciously kept silent.The moonlight outside the window is quiet and silent.

Immediately afterwards, several ghostly black shadows were cast into the room by the moonlight, and the visitors quietly surrounded the room in the blink of an eye.

A person jumped in from the window, and there was no sound when he landed.Dressed in black, wearing a bamboo hat, covering his face with a black cloth, and holding a long knife out of its sheath, it flashed bitterly in the night.

The man in black slowly held the knife, and said to Shaowei behind Zheng Laoge, "Get out of there, and I will spare you."

Zheng Laoge stared at that person closely, his hands and feet trembling slightly—the group of people caught up again.

The man in black didn't say a word, and reached out to grab Zheng Laoge. At this moment, the Shaodan long blade stabbed out, grabbing the man in black's throat in an instant.The man in black stepped back quickly, and then all the people waiting outside the window jumped into the room, the sky was covered by the light, and the room fell into complete darkness.

Behind Zheng Laoge, Shaowei stood up slowly, drawing the blade back in an arc.He faced several men in black with unknown origins holding sharp weapons, his figure melted into the darkness, only a pair of clear and cold eyes.

"Kill this ignorant child and take that Zheng away!"

In an instant, there was a loud knife sound.Zheng Liaoge was grabbed by the collar and pushed back, and rolled into the bed.Then I heard the sound of weapons colliding in the dark, and there was a muffled groan when the sharp hilt pierced into the flesh, and the person hit the ground heavily, and as the cabinet frame fell over, the water basins and vases fell down one after another. ring.

In the chaos, one person shouted: "Poison!"

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Laoge heard Shaowei sternly say, "Shut your breath!"

Zheng Laoge immediately covered his mouth and nose with his hands, closed his eyes tightly and held his breath.The sharp sound of the blade piercing the air seemed to be right in front of him. Several times he felt the blade almost approaching him. In the darkness, he could only hear people falling to the ground and losing their voices.

The room fell silent at some point.Shaowei's voice sounded: "Open your eyes."

Zheng Laoge felt like a boulder falling in his heart.He opened his eyes, not daring to take a big breath for a while.The light was restored in the room, people lying on the ground, blood spread everywhere, and the thick smell of blood rushed into Zheng Laoge's nose, making him feel nauseous.

"There is poisonous powder on the ground, so be gentle." Shaowei reminded.He stepped over a field of corpses, casually picked up a pot of water in the corner, and splashed it on the ground. The blood was washed away, along with the poisonous powder left on the ground.

"I'll deal with them." Shaowei lifted a dead body beside the bed, carried it on his shoulders, and glanced at Zheng Laoge, "You're right here."

Zheng Laoge looked at him and nodded, Shaowei jumped on the window and walked away from the eaves.

This time six people came, but none of them survived.Shaowei moved back and forth for almost a night, and only returned to the room when the sky was faintly white.Zheng Laoge washed the ground repeatedly with water, wiped it dry with a rag, and opened the windows to let the air in, so that the scene would not look too scary.

Shaowei also looked a little tired.There was a lot of blood and plaster on his body, and he didn't say a word all night. When he came back, he sat on the couch, holding the knife.

Zheng Laoge also stayed up all night, but he cheered up and said, "Shaowei, do you want to wash?"

"It's too early, let's talk about it after sleep."

"It's cold on the bed, come and sleep."

"Do not."

"Shaowei." Zheng Liaoge insisted on looking at him, "Come and sleep on the bed, you are tired."

Shaowei finally raised his eyes to look at him, at that moment Zheng Laoge had the illusion of being stared at by wolves from the ice field, those pupils were colder than moonlight, full of danger.

Fortunately, Shaowei got up and walked towards him.Zheng Laoge watched him sit on the edge of the bed and take off his shoes, so he reached out to help him undress.But as soon as he helped to untie the cuff buttons, he was caught by the wrist.

Shaowei pulled his hand aside, and said in a low voice, "Go to bed and sleep."

Zheng Laoge carefully withdrew his hand, watched him take off his robe and throw off the quilt to lie in, and then lay down beside him.

"Don't get so close, I'm dirty."

"Not dirty."

Zheng Liaoge didn't want to sleep on the side, so he insisted on being next to him, and even fumbled to hold his hand, "Why is your hand a little cold?"

Shaowei retracted his five fingers, but Zheng Laoge was very stubborn for some reason, and insisted on clasping his fingers with his palms.Gradually soaked in warmth between the skin, dyed the cold and slender fingertips with temperature.

Shaowei lay silently on the bed.Zheng Laoge smelled the rust on his body, which smelled very disturbing.But Zheng Laoge leaned on Shaowei's shoulder, with his cheek against the fabric, and rubbed it lightly for a while.

"Shaowei, don't be afraid." His voice was also very soft, still warm and soft, "I'm with you."

"..."

"I'm not afraid."

"Then will you sleep with me?"

Again there was silence.Zheng Liaoge looked up at Shaowei, pulled his arm around her, put her head on his shoulder, and drew closer to him.Their breaths were touching each other, Zheng Laoge nestled into Shaowei's arms like a child, and then he closed his eyes and settled down.

Dawn broke in the sky, the twilight cut through the darkness before dawn, and the sky began to brighten.

There was a small breathing sound in my ears, just like the warm stove burning in the small cabin in the depths of the isolated mountain forest, it was also this familiar breathing, a bitter medicine that always made people anxious and sober for no reason Xiang, at this moment, miraculously calmed down the almost manic rush of blood in his body.

Shaowei took a deep breath, opened his eyes and looked at the top of the bed.The body of the person clinging to him in his arms was warm and soft, and the steady heartbeat was transmitted, slowly pulling his brain back to reality.He finally felt the truth, whether it was the lives he took with a knife not long ago, everything his brother and master taught him, or the childhood memories full of screams.

Or the hut in the deep winter, every night, the person curled up by his hand and sleeping soundly.

The author says:

Tomorrow Xiao Shen will come out

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