How can the general be paralyzed?

After a while, the man couldn't see anything unusual, turned around and waved to the brothers who were all ready to go, and then pointed to the broken watch Qin Ran was sitting on: "It's no problem, some nimble brothers will move it. "

Qin Ran: "..." Such a big man can't see when he sits here, is he really blind?

Li Linlang, who had watched a play for nothing, was standing beside Qin Ran silently as a stone pillar: "..." He glanced at Qin Ran who had folded his collar in the cold wind, feeling a little worried, and Tang Ju suddenly said, "Excuse me?" When will the fog clear?"

The man in black turned around, seemed to be startled by his sudden sound, seeing that Li Linlang was indeed a person and not some other monster, said: "This fog won't dissipate for a while, and don't expect it to dissipate. "

He seemed to be a man of few words, Li Linlang asked and answered each sentence without saying much.Two eager men came over with shovels, ropes, and stone hammers. They looked menacing, not like moving stones, but like someone coming to grab people.

"Wait—" Li Linlang's eyebrows twitched, his master Hou was still sitting firmly like a grass rooted.

"Can you give us a ride?" Qin Ran wandered around the ruins of Huabiao for a long time, but couldn't find his blue bamboo hat to hide his shame.He felt a little pity, raised his head and made eye contact with the two tall and burly men, and repeated it calmly.

The two men opened their eyes wide with the look of encountering a ghost, and opened their mouths at the same time, keeping silent like a cicada.Clap, shovel, rope, and stone hammer fell to the ground.

Qin Ran reached out to touch his face, and mouthed to Li Linlang: Do you look like a ghost?

Li Linlang turned away silently, refusing to answer.

The man in black who was also frightened stared blankly at Qin Ran. He was a bold man with an unchanged expression. He stared at Qin Ran for a while, and then he was sure that he was with the person next to him. Nodding: "Success. Get in the car first, it's cool outside."

He glanced at Qin Ran again, probably he had never seen someone with a sick face walking around the isolated mountains and fields, he looked like he could float in the slightest wind, not to mention sitting on a cold and hard stone, wouldn't it be a crime for the sick body? , and added one more sentence: "Don't sit still all day, the more you sit, the colder it is, which is not good for your body. Stand up and walk a few more steps to activate your muscles, bones and blood vessels, or you will be paralyzed after sitting in a carriage for a long time."

Already "paralyzed", Qin Ran hesitated to speak, he really couldn't open any pot...

Taking advantage of the time when the man in black was calling for others to carry the gravel, Li Linlang asked Qin Ran in a low voice: "What did you mean just now..."

"Let's go first."

Probably afraid of heavy rain, the porters of the convoy moved the goods that could not be covered by the bullock carts into the spare compartments in twos and threes. Li Linlang noticed that they were all ordinary objects, and there were some iron objects, which were not unusual.

The porters are all tall, vulgar men with fierce faces, but they are also polite and courteous to them, and they don't look like vicious bad guys... Li Linlang was thinking about another thing: "Just take Ye Isn’t it okay for the young master to leave it behind?”

They waited for two hours, but Mr. Ye, who was looking for the exit of the mist, was nowhere to be seen, and there was no message. Although Mr. Ye seemed to have a strong cultivation base and acted prudently, he was much more reliable than the sick Lord Hou, but——

"It's raining, there's no place to hide from the rain, why don't you hang yourself up and use it as a tent?" Qin Ran meaningfully looked at Li Linlang's figure, reckoning it was only a few catties or two ounces of flesh, and barely opened his frame. It can also block some slanting wind and light rain, but it cannot avoid strong winds and waves.

Li Linlang: "........." Since Master Hou is confident and doesn't worry about Mr. Ye's whereabouts, why would he join in the fun.

Qin Ran always didn't like to explain things, he found it troublesome, besides, Li Linlang was at best clumsy and tongue-tied, he didn't talk too much, and he didn't ask too many questions when he could figure it out.

In the eyes of outsiders, the dialogue between two people is like playing a riddle. If there is an upper part but not a lower part, it all depends on the tacit understanding.

The big man in black who directed the crowd to clean up the gravel shouted at them from a distance: "Get in the car first, it will be warm in the car." The implication is: It is time to clean up the dilapidated watches you are sitting on, sir, move quickly.

So under the watchful eyes of everyone, Li Linlang squatted obediently, said "I'm sorry, sir", and then stretched out his hand to copy Qin Ran's knee who was still in a trance.

Qin Ran was frowning and looking at the five fingers on his right hand. When he was waiting for Ye Qiu, his fingers hooked the stones on the watch, and he didn't notice it when he was lost in thought.

It was also unusual for the skin to be worn out, and a few traces of purple flesh and blood could be seen in the bright red skin, as if the poison had been too deep.

When Li Linlang stretched out his hand in front of him, he instinctively slapped it away, and lowered his voice considering the presence of outsiders: "What are you doing?!"

As soon as Qin Ran, who was sitting on the Huabiao, raised his head, Li Linlang, who was taller than him, saw Hou Ye's thin chin pierced like an awl after his illness, and the wrist bone of the hand that slapped him was also particularly prominent.He thought that Lord Hou had lost a lot of weight after he got sick, and couldn't help but feel distressed.

Following him, he took another breath of cool air and rubbed the back of his hand that hurt from being slapped: "Hold you over there."

The murderous Qin Ran didn't feel half conscious, and put his frayed right hand on the edge of the watch, with the back of his hand facing up, and said confidently, "What are you hugging, can't you use your back?"

Li Linlang was very surprised: "But I think Mr. Ye just hugged me? I thought I liked being hugged more——"

It's hard to say which one is more comfortable, hugging or carrying, anyway, Qin Ran feels uncomfortable all over.

Under Master Hou's strong resistance, Li Linlang finally moved Qin Ran into the carriage with his back.But when Qin Ran was on Li Linlang's back, he quietly instructed: "After getting in the car, don't ask too much, and don't look too much... If you see something and hear something, don't make a sound."

It was probably because Master Hou's tone was too soft, caught in the cold wind and blowing to Li Linlang's ears, he felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet inexplicably.

Probably not afraid that the rough men in the team were not familiar with them and getting along with them would be awkward, so he vacated an empty carriage by himself, and put a moderately thick cushion on Qin Ran's seat.

Because of the foggy weather, the sky is inevitably dark, and a small lamp was hung in the middle of the roof of the carriage. The warmth from the dim light seemed to be able to keep out the wind and rain—at least Qin Ran's face didn't look so pale. A bit of a living look.

The ghost knows whether the terrified expression of the two men who moved Huabiao to Qin Ran was because of that too pale face.

The carriage can seat four people, and it is almost enough for the two of them to sit.

A knee-high black wooden box was placed on each side of the carriage, a small black wooden box was pressed on the left black wooden box, and some long objects wrapped in gray cloth were placed vertically in the corner near the door, exposing a corner of the object. Li Linlang guessed that it was silk and satin.

These miscellaneous things occupy a lot of space.

He touched the heavy sealed black wooden box on the right, guessed that it was all moving goods, and sat down cross-legged next to it—no way, he poked the roof of the car when he sat on the box.

Qin Ran, who was sitting on the cushion, lifted up a corner of the curtain with two fingers and looked out. The carriage they were in was in the middle of the convoy, and a glance behind them was the ox cart carrying goods.

When Li Linlang's crossed knees were pressed against his hanging hands, he withdrew his gaze and glanced at the persevering legs, and then looked at the other vacant places in the carriage. It would be no problem to put four or eight legs, so he said indifferently : "I have wronged you."

Li Linlang also swept the upholstery that Lord Hou was sitting on, and asked sharply, "If you cover for a long time, will you get bedsores?"

Qin Ran: "..." Will sitting on the floor prevent bedsores? !

Qin Ran, who has a lot of adults, doesn't care about him, because he started to care about another matter, his eyes still fell outside the curtain, and his voice was just blown into Li Linlang's ears by the wind: "When Ye Qiu was , you whispered something to him... Did I hear you, woman?"

His intuition had something to do with him, it wasn't that he had to get to the bottom of it, but that he didn't know what Li Linlang had said to Ye Qiu...

There are some things that he doesn't want Ye Qiu to know, just like how he would have kept the poisoning secret if he hadn't been forced to tell the whole story.

Li Linlang was immediately intimidated. He looked at Master Hou's expression, but he couldn't see his moodiness at all. He honestly told half of it and kept half of it. .

As for... reselling them to a brothel... dare not say, are you courting death?

In the end, Li Linlang stammered to excuse himself: "I'm also afraid that Mr. Ye might misunderstand..."

Misunderstand what, misunderstand that he is frivolous and disrespectful?

It's okay not to mention it, but when I mentioned it, I remembered the embarrassment of touching Ye Qiu's lips. It was deeply rooted. Youyou said: "I thank you for being reasonable and understanding, for helping me clear up this big misunderstanding..."

Just listen to the tone, but there is no half-hearted thanks.

Li Linlang wished he could turn himself into a lump of cotton, stuff it into a box and disappear.He moved away in a hurry, afraid that Master Hou would kick him over, he shrank in the corner for a while, and suddenly remembered that Master Hou was paralyzed...

It was uncomfortable for him to sit cross-legged, and Hou Ye's posture with his legs paralyzed and his upper body tilted sideways was even more weird:

The left elbow rests on the black wooden box on the left, roughly supporting the weight of the upper body, and the index and middle fingers of the left hand are clamping a corner of the curtain.

Without wasting any effort, Qin Ran leaned his entire back against the wall of the car, in fact, he only supported half of his body.The right hand was originally resting on the floor under the black wooden box, but after being pushed down by Li Linlang's knee, it was changed to prop up on the right side of the body to prevent the body from slipping.

And the lower body...

The slanted legs couldn't move, and Yue Mo didn't think carefully when he carried him into the carriage. He didn't think that Lord Hou would not just close his eyes and rest his mind, but also propped up his sick body to observe outside the curtain, so that his waist and abdomen were almost twisted into twists .

Li Linlang, who couldn't see it anymore, moved to Qin Ran's body lightly, put his legs into a more comfortable position, and began to tidy up the messy hem of Lord Hou's clothes again. Qin Ran clapped the red marks on his hands.

Qin Ran glanced at him: "Do you have a gentleman's disease, can you calm down?"