I am the Envoy of the Winter

"Really, if I were you, I would definitely practice the sword skills taught by Mr. Badao Zhai every day. How could I go to this kind of dilapidated wounded barracks to take care of us half-disabled guys? .”

His words seemed to be jealous, but more like laughing at himself.

With his current appearance, the possibility of going to the battlefield is extremely low, and he is not a native of Haizhi Island, so what will happen to him in the end... No one knows.

"Because someone has to do it."

After changing the gauze for the unconscious patient, Zhe Ping put the old blood-stained gauze into the basin at hand, and said calmly.

After coming here, he finally understood why Miss Lingling was the only doctor in Wanglong Village.

Compared with the shogunate army, the rebel army is too backward in terms of medical treatment.

Some people who are not even as good as a half-way monk like him have already started to do some work similar to stitching wounds.

It is also because of this that the death rate in the rebel wounded barracks is very high.

If it wasn't for the present Goddess Miko who would take the time to come here and use the power of God's Eye to treat everyone here, I am afraid the death rate in the wounded and sick camp would be even higher.

But the present Goddess is the leader of Haizhi Island after all, it is impossible to guard this wounded barracks all the time, so...

In fact, he didn't know that it wasn't that there were few doctors in the rebel army, but that the shogunate didn't let people with special abilities come here at all.

Those doctors, workers, scholars, etc. have special occupations, they either recruit, or expel, or...

If it weren't for the fact that some of the miners who fled from Tatara had some talents, I'm afraid the rebels would have suffered even more.

They even found out the Baoben hidden in Feimu Village.

It has to be said that the old fox Kujo Takayuki knows how to drag down the rebels at various levels.

It must be impossible to say that he didn't know that what happened on Bahong Island was caused by fools.

While the fools infiltrated into the heaven to practice and use the nine filial piety, the old fox was also using the fools.

It's a pity...he doesn't understand the horror of fools.

In the end, it's just reaping the consequences.

......

At night, bright stars hang in the sky. In the eyes of many astrologers, these starry sky compose people's destiny, and some people's life...is destined.

Maybe it's because I haven't seen the starry sky on Yalong Island for a long time. Many people in the refugee camp are silently looking up at the starry sky, not knowing what they are thinking.

There are also some people who are hiding in the corner and muttering some very strange words silently. These people should be too much influenced by the God of God, and they are not far from collapse.

Everyone thought that such hopeless people would be driven away by the shogunate, but they never thought that the shogunate not only did not drive them away, but also specially arranged special camps for them to live in.

This also made the shogunate army's evaluation in the hearts of these people much higher.

A little later, a few carts came from the direction of Jiutiao Jinwu.

On the cart, there were some wooden barrels. According to Bai Luo's experience, it should be the porridge or rice prepared by the shogunate for the refugees.

To Bai Luo's surprise, these were indeed food prepared by the shogunate, but it was not porridge, but a very hearty meal.

There was even more meat in the pot than vegetable leaves, and a spoonful of it could make the aunt who was ordering vegetables in the cafeteria feel suffocated for a while.

The miners who work in Tatara are alright. For those who do physical work, the shogunate can provide them with food, so it’s not that they can’t see the meat.

But the refugees born and bred on Yarui Island are different.

Because of the special geographical location, many animals or fish on the island cannot be eaten indiscriminately because of gods, so this is the first time they have seen so much meat.

Almost after the distribution of food started, everyone gathered around.

"Don't crowd, everyone has one. If you don't bring your own bowl, please go to the queue on the left, and we will provide you with tableware!"

The officer in charge of the camp here had already expected this scene, so he rolled a big horn out of a paper tube and began to maintain order.

But Bai Luo and Tatyana didn't follow, they stood at the door of their tent, carefully observing the surroundings.

Bai Luo noticed that although the soldiers of the shogunate salivated at the food, they didn't have any desire to touch the food.

They mostly hide in corners where no one is paying attention, and secretly take out their own rice balls to satisfy their hunger.That is to say... these soldiers all know that these dishes should be problematic.

Not long after Bai Luo observed, a shogunate soldier came over with two meals.

The food is contained in some kind of wooden lunch box, which should be disposable, and can be thrown away at any time when it is used up.

That's right, how can the tableware used by the people affected by the gods be used by normal people again?In a sense, this stuff is no different from infectious diseases.

It is estimated that they will be collected together and burned in the end.

"You two, don't queue up with them. My lord specially asked me to send it to you."

The officer had already expected that Bai Luo and the others who came from Daozu City would not compete with those refugees for food, so he specially asked his subordinates to send over two copies.

And also asked him to watch the couple eat their meals.

But Bai Luo looked at Tatiana beside him, and then at the soldier, but he didn't touch the food brought by her.

"What are you looking at me for? Eat it, eat it while it's hot."

The soldier moved an empty wooden barrel from the side, took another wooden plank, and built a temporary table.

He even opened the lunch box for the two of them.

I have to say that the chefs of the shogunate army are really good at their craftsmanship. The smell alone made the soldier in charge of delivering the food swallow his saliva.

"Is this little brother hungry too? Do you want to stay and eat together?"

Bai Luo also saved face, he picked up the lunch box, picked up a piece of meat, and said to the soldier.

"How can I, a soldier, eat the food specially prepared for you? Hurry up and eat it, I will take it back for centralized processing after eating."

The soldier swallowed again, but his face was full of resistance.

Seeing this, Bai Luo already made up his mind.

There is definitely something wrong with this meal!

Chapter 181 A song of heartbreak, where can I find a bosom friend?

It is impossible to eat, whether there is a problem with the meat, or the dish itself has been added, something will definitely happen if you eat it.

But if you don't eat, you may not be able to get on that ship.

So he winked at Tatyana beside him, picked up the lunch box and ate.

Tatyana: "..."

At least in the eyes of the soldiers, the two of Bai Luo ate all the food in the lunch box.

Looking at the clean lunch box, the shogunate soldier nodded in satisfaction and took it away.

On the other hand, Bai Luo stomped on the sand under his feet calmly, and only entered the tent after making sure that it was well hidden.

Different from the starry sky in Bai Luo's memory, Tivat's starry sky seldom flickers. Although the galaxy is brilliant, it lacks the agility.

After the meal, the refugees either returned to their places to sleep soundly, or they gathered in twos and threes, discussing how to live after arriving in Daozuma City.

What's more, she has quietly hid in a place where no one is around, planning to welcome the first newborn after arriving at Daozuma City.

There was an old man who leisurely took out his treasured musical instrument and started to play it.

This stringed instrument called shamisen, which is similar to Liyue's sanxian, is an important symbol of Inazuma's traditional culture.

When the old man played the shamisen, there were also women onlookers dancing to the music.

Unknowingly, this kind of dance aroused everyone's interest. Many people who were just watching also danced to the sound of the shamisen, and there was a faint sign of developing into a bonfire party.

The soldiers nearby did not stop them either.

As long as these refugees don't flee or make trouble, they won't embarrass these poor people.

Bai Luo's gaze did not focus on these people, but instead looked at the old man's side.

This old man may be very fond of musical instruments. When everyone fled with their families, what he brought was not property or clothes, but various musical instruments.

There are everything from Natta, Fontaine, Liyue, Mond, Inazuma...

More than a dozen musical instruments, large or small, were placed on an old wheelbarrow by the old man and carefully wrapped in oilcloth.

Bai Luo stepped forward curiously, wanting to see what was there.

In the end, he was slapped on the back of the hand by the old man.

"Junior, this is not something you can touch, don't touch it randomly."

Although the old man’s shamisen stopped, the atmosphere of the refugee camp had already been activated. Even without the music, everyone was still silent in the unattractive dance.

"That's an erhu, right?"

Bai Luo didn't rush to snatch things arbitrarily, he pointed to one of the musical instruments and asked aloud.

Even though the thing was wrapped in oilcloth, Bai Luo still managed to recognize him by relying on his own memory.

After all, he also learned the erhu at the beginning.

I still remember that old gentleman with a goatee and sunglasses who once highly praised Bai Luo's talent in the erhu.

"Your family's child is too strong, I can't teach him anything, I should find another famous teacher."

It is said that that night, the old gentleman closed his own training class with shame. Unfortunately, Bai Luo paid half a year's tuition, and only attended three days of class.

"Oh? You know this?"

Being able to call out the name Erhu proves that Bai Luoding has done some research on it.

At least in Inazuma, besides him, the female elf who claimed to be an adventurer who gave him this instrument knew the name.

It is said to be an instrument from Liyue.

It's a pity that he studied for a long time, but he couldn't master how to use this instrument.

"Do you want me to pull it for you?"

When Bai Luo saw this musical instrument, his fingers couldn't stop.

He felt that it was necessary for these ignorant rice wives to appreciate what the three rogue musical instruments were.

"You really know how to pull?"

The old man looked at him suspiciously, because he felt that this instrument was not something that a ronin like Bai Luo could use.

"really!"

Bai Luo said it with certainty.

Anyway, he was also the one who took the erhu teacher away, and he was also somewhat skilled.

And his self-confidence also infected the old man.

"Okay, if you can play it well, why not give this instrument to you?"

The old man immediately put down the shamisen in his hand and took out his well-maintained erhu.

Before handing it to Bai Luo, he took care to wipe off the traces left by the rain.

It can be seen that he really loves these instruments.

Bai Luo didn't take over the erhu in a hurry, but moved a wooden bucket as a chair, then took the erhu from the other party and put it on the base of his left leg.

Regardless of how well he plays, just the posture in which he holds the piano now makes the old man's eyes shine.

That's right, that's how he should hold the piano. This kid is not lying, he really knows this kind of musical instrument!

Based on the old man's experience with musical instruments, he immediately recognized that Bai Luo's posture was the most correct.

No wonder he couldn't make a good voice in the past. It turned out that his posture was wrong.

After taking a deep breath, Bai Luo pulled the bow in his hand.

The long sound was heard far away on the beach, the sounds of sadness, desolation, and wisps were intertwined, so that even the sound of the waves was calmed down.

The faint syllables are floating, tumbling, and tumbling like a light cloud...

"Stop, stop, stop! Didn't you say it? Carpentry is not allowed in refugee camps? Who the hell is pulling the saw?!"

Bai Luo woke up from his own world amid a burst of angry reprimands.

He took a closer look, and saw that the old man had escaped a few meters away with his scooter. The refugees also stopped their dances, curled up together, and looked at this place with terrified eyes.

Even Tatyana, who had been following behind him, retreated more than half a meter without a trace.