Wolf boy

The storm that had ravaged the Gobi for a long time had subsided, and at noon, in this vast loess and sandy land, there was only scorching heat rising.

The rest of the soldiers had already been taken away by Xing Wudu under Zong Shuo's signal, leaving only two men and one horse, and a group of dogs around.

Ah Tong's face changed when he saw Zong Shuo on the horse's back unwrapping the parchment, so he put one hand on Wu Zai's horse's back, and sat lightly behind Zong Shuo.

Seeing the man frowning and pursing his lips, Ah Tong grabbed Zong Shuo's shoulder and stretched his neck from behind him to look at the parchment.

Zong Shuo did not shy away from Ah Tong. This secret scroll was written by the old barbarian king in Kret language, but the barbarian king obviously doesn't know much about it. It is quite simple to use words and sentences, and even some characters still use the commonly used language today. replace.If it is taken by someone else, they can only understand those few sentences in common language.

What's more, the "Mr. Baizi" behind him, even the common characters on it, this kid probably only knows one radical.

Zong Shuo looked at the scroll, thinking about the major events that would affect the world. Taking one step, it seemed as if he was about to calculate the next ten or a hundred steps.

He was thinking heavily, when suddenly he felt Ah Tong stretching out his head against his neck, the young man's breath was warm, finely sprinkled on the man's sweaty throat.

Zong Shuo paused, and felt some indescribable feelings in his heart. At this moment, he saw the young man leaning forward to the side of the secret scroll and looked down. He only heard a few "sloppy" sounds. From the sideburns, all the brains were poured on the sheepskin roll.

"..." Zong Shuo stopped holding the scroll, turned his head speechlessly, and looked at Ah Tong who was still blinking big eyes, his hand itched, and he wanted to pull his cheek.

Zong Shuo was about to ask Ah Tong to sit back. Although the army was not moving fast, due to the delay of the secret scroll, the two of them and the dog army also fell behind. As a general, he couldn't stay away from the army for too long. superior.

Unexpectedly, before he could open his mouth, Ah Tong stretched out his arm from behind him, put it on his broad shoulders, and pointed at the piece of Keled script on the secret scroll from a distance.

"Life is short, Zong Shuo, who is dying?"

Then, in the man's shocked eyes, he frowned and said, "I still need to find a holy doctor shaman, but the shaman only worships the gods and does not know how to see a doctor. Has this person been deceived by someone!"

Ah Tong was pointing at the sheepskin scroll behind Zong Shuo, but unexpectedly, he was suddenly hugged by Zong Shuo sideways, and the sheepskin scroll was pressed onto Ah Tong's body by Zong Shuo, and then he reined in He patrolled around vigilantly, seeing that he and Ah Tong were the only ones, and then he settled down.

Through the iron armor on his chest that soaked in the warmth of the two of them, he held the boy tightly in his arms with both arms, and lowered his head to confront him.

"Who taught you the Kled script!"

It was only then that Zong Shuo suddenly realized that this young man was not illiterate, but just illiterate common characters, and he did not misread a single word of this complex and changeable Krewen!

Ah Tong was hugged a little tight, and there was nowhere to put his feet, so he simply put a pair of long legs directly on Zong Shuo's healthy waist, which was standing upright on horseback.

He was no longer afraid of Zong Shuo, and when he saw the man looking down at him seriously, he smiled and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his neck.

"Don't you also know it? This is much simpler than the mantra, and you don't need to learn it."

Zong Shuo couldn't get angry at the moment, nor could he doubt or guess. This man was hanging tightly on his chest like a little bear, and he even swayed his feet comfortably behind him.

Zong Shuo suddenly remembered the words that the boy had said to him naturally.

God-given, born to know.

So, apart from the contents on the parchment, the general had another worry.Such a person doesn't have a stable fate, the world is like a burning fire, can he be accommodated?Only by hiding but not revealing can we be safe and secure.

Ah Tong was hanging on Zong Shuo's body softly, and felt that the man stopped talking and didn't ask himself any more questions, but he turned back and set the parchment on fire.

The sheepskin that had been dried for a long time in the dry yellow sand burned extremely quickly, and burned up in an instant. The ashes fell on the hot ground of the Gobi, and were trampled to pieces by the dog army walking back and forth.

"Eh? Why did it burn?"

"It's a secret, you can't say it casually, so it's burned."

Ah Tong nodded knowingly after listening, "Oh, then I won't say anything, don't worry!"

But after thinking about it, he got up and whispered in Zong Shuo's ear, "However, shamans really don't cure diseases. If you know this person, you should tell him that the medicine can't be stopped!"

Zong Shuo snorted, returned and pressed Ah Tong into his arms, pulled the brown robe to shield him from the sun, and slapped all the sand off the man's head.

"You should worry more about those one hundred big characters."

The young man who had just stopped thumped and exploded, "What? Why!" He has been following this person the whole time, and he hasn't left!Be obedient!

"Don't listen to the military order, and go to the front of the battle alone to howl..."

Zong Shuo cracklingly listed the boy's crimes one by one, extremely rigorous.As soon as Ah Tong thought of the endless characters, he gritted his teeth and covered his ears, "Don't say it, don't say it, I can't hear you!"

Zong Shuo rode his horse and brought the people back to Zhaocheng. According to his estimate, the people in the imperial city would be able to reach the border town in three days. By then, he still had some preparations to do.

According to the old rule, the victory in this battle will be celebrated in the city.If it is an ordinary city, then at this moment, when the army enters the city, the common people will welcome them along the road, throwing flowers and handkerchiefs to show their congratulations.

But the huge city of Zhaocheng is full of troops. If there is no war, the armor will be disarmed and the fields will be raised with soldiers. If foreigners invade, the whole city will be full of soldiers.

So, at this time, Ah Tong followed the army back to the city, and saw the joy in the city, everyone was talking about how heroic the general Zhen Guo was, and how the enemy army voluntarily conferred the head.

Ah Tong turned his ear to listen, got it!The one who talked the most was the scholar!It was a vivid image, as if he had gone there himself.

Of course, there were also people who talked about his newly promoted little commander, but Ah Tong didn't know that Zong Shuo had already ordered that news about him be silenced, so he wandered around the city for a while, only to hear someone whisper, That little commander is really good at digging holes!

He tasted it secretly, and always felt that the angle of praise was a bit strange...

Before nightfall, the camp began to set up a banquet, a long table with running water, burning knives to seal the altar, and the soldiers who died in battle were lined up on a single table, and their name tags were washed and placed on the table.

Good wine and good meat, burning incense so that they can be worshiped by some brothers.

Zong Shuo thought that Ah Tong, who would tremble when he heard ghost stories, would be afraid of that dark meal, but unexpectedly, Ah Tong had calm and long eyes, and walked over to toast many glasses of wine.

The young man had only drank the fruit wine brewed at Dongshan's house, and the burning knife was pungent and thick, but now that it entered his throat, it seemed that he had tasted a little of the taste of the world.

Ah Tong was holding a wine glass to touch one of the name tags, and just about to drink, Zong Shuo's voice came from behind, "Aren't you afraid?"

The boy shook his head, drank the wine in the glass, and then stuck out his little tongue hotly.

"Don't be afraid, I know them all, let's say goodbye to them now."

Afterwards, the young man was silent, and said, "After the soul returns to the secluded place, it's a bit dark there, I'll light a lamp for them."

Zong Shuo saw that Ah Tong's feet were a little floating, but his eyes were bright. He stretched out his slender right index finger, closed his eyes and pressed it against his forehead and brow. one time.

The wine was stained on the wooden sign, and the refreshing wood grain sucked it in after a while.But although there are no traces, the young man seems to remember every name tag he has ordered, without repetition or omission.

Zong Shuo just watched, and his mood, which had been tumbling for a few days, calmed down.

Life and death are nothing more than a glass of wine, not to mention, maybe, someone can remember to light a lamp for him too.

Zong Shuo stepped forward, picked up a wine jug from the table, poured a glass, and brought it to Ah Tong.

"I'll order a lamp for now."

After finishing speaking, I want to clink the dangling wine glass with Ah Tong, and I have made an oath.But the young man who seemed to be drunk precisely avoided it.

Ah Tong didn't speak, just looked up at Zong Shuo, he looked carefully at the man in front of him, there seemed to be stars flowing in his eyes.Then he didn't know whether he was drunk or angry, the boy pouted and poured the wine in the glass.

Zong Shuo smiled, said he was stingy, and drank the wine alone.

It's just that the spicy Zong Shuo frowned as soon as the wine entered his throat.The General Zhenguo of the Heisei King was a little surprised. He drank a lot of alcohol since he was a child, and asked himself if there was no unknown spirit, but why is this wine so spicy now!As soon as it enters the throat, it seems to burn the five internal organs.

Ah Tong saw that Zong Shuo was not used to drinking, so he reached out and snatched the wine jug from his hand, and then hiccupped unhappily.

"Hi, this is the pepper paste I made. It is used to worship gods and ghosts. You should stop drinking it. Hip, you, you still need it. You must live well."

Zong Shuo still held the empty wine glass in his hand, listening to the boy's half-drunk and half-awake inner thoughts, he didn't move for a while, looking at the boy bathed in the bright moonlight, his face flushed with alcohol, Zong Shuo suddenly had mixed feelings.

Then, the man silently stretched out his big hand to rub Ah Tong's head.

The soldiers around were getting drunk, so they gathered at this table to cry to see off their friends. Seeing this, Zong Shuo became dazed, and secretly withdrew his hands, turning around and leaving.

He couldn't stay in front of this person for long, he gradually began to be unable to stand his clear and moist eyes, and the charm that was hesitant to talk.

It was too thick, making him breathless and wavering in his decision.

However, as soon as Zong Shuo withdrew his hand, he felt that the boy's hair was fluffy, soft and smooth.So he rubbed it subconsciously nostalgic, but after only a while, Zong Shuo suddenly felt that something was wrong with his hands, as if, as if...

The general who has experienced many battles is like boiling oil in his hand, and he flicks his hand away in an instant!

Then, he took a closer look, and under the drunken and misty eyes of the young man, he pressed it back instantly and covered it with his backhand!

Ah Tong didn't know why, but Daxie Xing's hands seemed to be shaking a little today?Could it be that he was angry because he didn't light the lamp for him?

Before Ah Tong's chaotic nerves could react, the general pulled off the handsome robe behind him in an instant, pressed the boy's head in his arms, wrapped it tightly, and then hugged him horizontally and left!

The drunken soldiers around were crying, and they didn't pay attention to Zong Shuo's abnormality. They just babbled with their tongues out, "Brothers! Let's go! The general made a toast to you. The general cherishes love and remembers you all in his heart!"

However, at this time Zong Shuo was covered in cold sweat, and his steps towards the commander's tent were sporadic and chaotic.

He was in a hurry.

He was thrilled.