The figure squatting by the river was not very skilled in using the leaves to draw water. His hair was scattered. Even if he took care of it with his hands, the ends of his hair fell into the water because of his leaning forward.

Zongque's footsteps gradually approached, and the person holding the leaf stood up and looked back. Water droplets dripped down the gaps in the leaves, and his hair, which was slightly heavy due to being stained by water, stuck to his clothes.

His body tensed slightly, but his words were as gentle as ever: "Although your injury has stopped the bleeding, don't move around yet, otherwise once the blood collapses, you will be unable to save yourself."

Zongque looked at his clear eyes and slightly tightened fingers, moved his side eyes to the river and squatted down: "My face is covered with blood and sweat, and my eyes are sore."

The bloody dagger was placed in the river, and the blood stains on it were cleaned bit by bit. Then Zongque wiped it clean and inserted it into the sheath. He bent down slightly, holding water in one hand to wash away the blood stains and

Sweat and sewage dripped down his fingers, revealing clear outlines bit by bit.

Seeing his movements, Young Master Yue relaxed his shoulders slightly, feeling a little ashamed that he was using the heart of a villain to judge the belly of a gentleman.

The water stains on the leaves had dried up. Young Master Yue wanted to draw more water, but when he saw the man standing up on the shore, he subconsciously reached out to help him and said, "It's better to rest at this time."

"Thank you." Zongque wiped away the water on his face and stood up following his strength.

His movements were casual. Although he was not like the nobles in the royal palace who had to follow the etiquette in every move, they did not appear rude. It was just that Young Master Yue helped him turn around and his eyelids closed slightly for a moment when he saw the man's appearance clearly.

This man is really well-born.

He just looked at it for a moment and then withdrew his gaze. Zongque was helped by him and sat under the tree. He checked the things on his body and found that even the dagger was secretly worn to prevent accidents from happening. Apart from that,

Outside, there is nothing else.

It was getting late, and the surrounding area was about to become completely dark. The wind in the jungle carried the dampness and chill of the evening, and the rustling sounds sounded like leaves, mixed with the sounds of some birdsong.

This place is obviously inaccessible and can be dangerous at night.

Zongque looked at the man who was sitting quietly and trying to fix his hair and said, "Please pick up some dead branches and hay and bring them back."

Young Master Yue looked at him, a hint of surprise flashed through his eyes, but he stood up and said, "Okay."

There were a lot of dead leaves around. Zongque sat up straight and cleaned the ground in front of him. He used stones to build a range, found a dead branch, and sharpened the front end of the dagger with a completely dry dagger.

Young Master Yue put down the dry firewood, picked it up a few more times and asked, "Are these enough?"

"Pick up some more wet or newly broken branches." Zongque picked up a section of the dead wood pile and dug a groove in it.

"Why is this?" Gongziyue asked.

There was no trace of dissatisfaction or anger on his face. Zongque said, "There must be wild beasts in this forest. Dead wood burns too fast. Fresh branches can prolong the fire."

"That's it." Gongzi Yue turned around and entered the jungle to pick out fresh branches. However, fresh branches are not as good as dead trees. Although they are easy to pull off, they are difficult to break.

His robes were hooked and his hair was messy. Gongziyue could only drag the branch that looked like a small tree and put it nearby: "Lend me the dagger."

Zongque handed the dagger over, placed hay around the groove of the dead wood, and inserted the sharpened dead wood into it.

He does have a lot of experience in surviving in the wild, but he must bring a fire with him every time he travels. Even if there is no fire, there are many modern tools that can be disassembled and used to make fire. The number of times he drills wood to make fire is very small, and it is not possible every time.

success.

Rubbing his hands together, Young Master Yue cut off some branches. He looked at his movements with some inquiry and said, "Do you want me to do it?"

"No need." Zongque stared at the place that had started to smoke.

The jungle was quiet, but it seemed that he was holding his breath. When one or two sparks popped up, instantly igniting the hay and devouring the dead wood propped up on it, Zongque's breath relaxed slightly, and he heard the gentle breathing next to him.

Zongque added some hay to it, and when the sound of dead wood crackling and breaking came from the simmering flames, he put the dead wood next to it on top.

The firelight illuminated the sky and the earth, dispelling the dampness and coldness brought by the rising night.

Young Master Yue knelt down and sat aside, straightened his clothes, looked at the scene in front of him and said, "I never thought that this method could make a fire."

"Friction generates heat." Zongque looked at the burning fire in front of him, pulled a wet branch aside, broke off a section and threw it in.

The flames engulfed the branches, and the tops of the wet branches continued to seep water, making a squeaking sound of bubbles. They were completely burned after the water was evaporated.

He folded it casually. Young Master Yue looked at the tree branch that he had not cut with his dagger, but was broken so easily in the opponent's hand. He held the dagger in his hand and handed it over: "Return this thing."

Zongque raised his eyes and looked at the dagger held in his jade-white palm. He stretched out his hand, grasped the handle and brought it over. He also saw various tiny scars on the fingers of the palm.

The fingers were as long as jade bones, and there were only some thin calluses where the pen was held. They were a pair of extremely rich hands, but those scars destroyed the beauty.

Young Master Yue was originally the most prestigious heir of the Lin Kingdom. Once he fell, he was exiled for three years. In these three years, it was not only the hardship of the environment and the fatigue of travelling, but also internal factors, such as his mother's imprisonment, that devastated his body to the point where he ran out of gas and oil.

It was his father's pursuit, endless pursuits and worries about the country that made this elegant, gentle and gentle young man in front of him exhausted only a few years after he ascended the throne.

Even if there were no assassins to kill him, he probably wouldn't be able to stay in that position for long.

A king who loves his people is a blessing to the people. It is not a life-saving favor or a mission. It is just for this reason that his life should be protected.

Yue...?

Zongque took the dagger back into its sheath and hid it behind his leg again. Young Master Yue retracted his palm and sat quietly, but his eyes fell on the man behind the fire.

He has a handsome face, broad eyebrows, and a very impactful appearance, but the emotion in his dark eyes is very calm. No matter when he is seriously injured and pulling out an arrow or when he is asked to do something, there is no trace of any emotion in his eyes.

The feeling of shrinking and fear shows that there is success in doing things in the heart and is not something in the pool.

His gaze was not covered, and when Zongque raised his eyes to look over, the other party did not hastily look away, but smiled softly: "What's your name?"

In this era, most slaves had no names, and even if they had names, they did not have surnames.

"Que." Zongque leaned against the tree and said, "Que of the palace, I need to rest for a while. You can stay awake for half the night and don't let the fire go out."

He needs to rest to let his wounds recover, otherwise it will be difficult to survive in this jungle.

Surprise appeared in Young Master Yue's eyes. Seeing him closing his eyes to rest, he responded softly: "Okay."

In the palace, he is actually literate.

I don’t know why I went from Lu to Lin and became a slave. That branding is really a pity.

The flames were burning, and the night had completely fallen. There was no longer a sound of birds singing in the forest, but the sound of something flapping its wings could be heard, and there seemed to be something flying through the grass not far away. Gongziyue followed

The voice looked over and saw something submerged in the grass. He tightened his fingers slightly, took the dead wood on the side and put it into the fire, making the flames rise higher and warmer.

The carriage rolled down the cliff. I don't know how far it is from Songdu. If it is too far away, it may be difficult to find it if the capital sends people to search for it. But if you don't leave, those assassins may not catch up.

Gongzi Yue's eyes fell on the arrow tip that was pulled out, and he reached out to take it. The middle ridge of the arrow tip was protruding, and the grooves on both sides were very deep. Once it was shot, even if the arrow was pulled out, it would tear the flesh and cause wounds.

It broke again, causing serious injuries.

The Bo Kingdom is famous for its metallurgical skills, and its arrow tips with three grooves are indeed from the Bo Kingdom. However, the arrow clusters are not the symbol of the Bo Kingdom, but are from the Yi Kingdom, and the arrow shafts are made from forest trees in the Lin Kingdom.

Young Master Yue looked over and over again, but could not decide who was hiding in the dark place.

The jungle was silent, and the sound of falling leaves could be heard. When Gongziyue put down his arrow, he suddenly heard the sound of howling from the distance. It was vast and vast, and the sound was continuous. It was creepy in this night.

His heart lifted slightly, and he saw the man who was sleeping against the tree opened his eyes, sat up straight and listened carefully.

"What is it?" Gongzi Yue asked trying to keep his breath.

If it were a human being, there would still be room for negotiation, even if it meant giving up all the belongings, but a hungry beast would not allow anyone any room for negotiation.

"The alpha wolf who was defeated and kicked out of the pack." Zongque listened carefully for a while and said, "There should be a pack of wolves nearby."

Gongziyue's body, which was originally relaxed because he heard there was only one wolf, suddenly became tense: "What should we do?"

Zongque looked at his nervous expression and said: "The wolves will expel the original alpha wolf tonight. If the expulsion is successful, they will mate. Don't worry too much tonight."

Wolves are afraid of fire, and status, territory and mating rights are much more important than prey that can be found everywhere.

Listening to his words, Young Master Yue raised his hand that was originally on his leg slightly, and his ears turned a little red.

When it comes to mating, this person is quite eclectic.

"Can you understand animal language?" Gongziyue asked.

"I understand a little bit." Zongque added some dead wood to the fire and said, "It's late at night. I'll keep watch while you rest."

The wolf howled a few times and seemed to be far away. Gongziyue looked at the people sitting quietly by the fire and relaxed slightly. He looked at the dead branches and leaves around him and followed Zongque's example and found a tree to lean against.

Go up, but every time when you are about to fall asleep, one side of your head will wake up.

Zongque looked at Ren, who was constantly dozing off and trying to maintain his posture, and said, "Sleep here."

This place is close to the river bank, and the ground surface is moist. If you really lie down on it with your clothes on and sleep all night, the cold evil will invade and all kinds of diseases will occur.

Gongziyue opened his sleepy eyes and looked at him: "What?"

"Sleep next to me. We have to leave the wolf pack's territory tomorrow." Zongque stood up slightly and moved some distance. There was a pile of hay under the place where he sat.

Young Master Yue hesitated a little, but after hearing this, he got up and knelt down beside him, leaned against the tree trunk behind him and closed his eyes: "Thank you very much."

He was really sleepy to the extreme and couldn't care about many things anymore.

The breath of the person beside him gradually became heavier. Amidst the crackling sound of the fire, the person who unconsciously turned to his side pressed against Zong Que's shoulder and moved slightly uneasily, but did not wake up.

Zongque looked sideways at the sleeping person next to him. Even in his sleep, his hand was gently resting on his leg. There was nothing irregular about it.

The sleeping man's eyebrows are extremely long, and the lightly moving eyelashes outline excellent lines. Just because of the day's hard work, his cheeks are stained with some stains, the corners of his lips are slightly dry, and with the blue marks under his eyes, he is obviously tired.

To the extreme.

The hanging hair swayed gently with his long breathing, carrying the elegant fragrance of grass and trees, elegant and clear but not offensive.

Mr. Yue.

This person is completely different from the person in memory. He is a new life. Even if the soul is the same, he needs to be recognized as a new person.

Zongque retracted his gaze, reached out and took the arrow on the side, then pulled the trunk like a small tree, took out the dagger and cut off the upper branches and peeled the bark.

His movements were not large, and the breathing of the person next to him remained unchanged. He whittled the wooden stick with his hands, and he whittled the top, embedded the arrowhead, and tore off the hem of his robe, rubbed it and wrapped it, and tried

After testing the strength, he put it aside.

Because the movement range was small, it was inevitable that he would do it a little slower. The fire gradually became smaller. Zongque added the remaining wet firewood into it. The crackling sound of the air woke up the people around him and also woke up the dawn.

"Well..." Young Master Yue moved slightly, opened his eyes and looked at the shoulder of the pillow on his side as he stood up and said, "I'm sorry."

"Yeah." Zongque stood up, moved his shoulders that had been resting on his head for half the night, picked up the whittled stick and walked towards the river.

Young Master Yue moved his neck slightly, straightening his clothes a little stiffly. When he stood up, he noticed the loose hair.

The jade crown was broken. Young Master Yue combed his hair with his hands, but he was a little at a loss.

In the past, combing hair was done by maids or slaves, and he had never bothered about it. Now that he was alone, he felt that apart from studying, he was really useless.

Zongque stood on the shore and looked at the water. When a black shadow passed by, he plunged in. The simple halberd came out of the water, and a fish was directly skewered on the handle. Zongque casually took it off and threw it on the shore.

The blood-stained fish danced on the ground. Gongziyue's hand paused, and his hair that was barely gathered together fell apart again.

He thought for a moment and finally reluctantly tore off a torn corner of his robe and tied the scattered hair behind his head to make it easier for him to move.

Zongque heard the sound and looked back. The halberd entered the water again, and another fish was also picked up by him.

Young Master Yue stood up, looked at the two lively fish on the shore, and his eyes fell on the halberd used by Zong Que: "Can I take a look at what you are using?"

Zongque passed the halberd sideways, drew out his dagger, caught a fish, knocked it unconscious and quickly disemboweled it.

Young Master Yue was sizing it up, feeling impressed by how smart this man was and how good he was at picking up this material. However, when he saw the bloody scene of the fish maw opening in front of him, he felt a little uncomfortable in his throat and asked, "How do you want to eat this?"

"It's grilled." Zongque cleaned the fish, skewered it on wooden sticks and set it beside the fire.

All the fish and other fish floated away with the water, and the smell of blood was slightly reduced. Gongzi Yue looked at the two fish and sighed lightly.

It's not that he didn't eat meat and fish in the past, it's just that as a gentleman, he never saw such a visual scene of slaughter, which made people unable to bear to eat it.

Gongzi Yue walked some places upstream and squatted down to clean his face, so that his still somewhat groggy thoughts could clear up. Zongque filled the fire with firewood, looked at the condition of the fish, turned it over and continued to roast it.

The fishy smell gradually disappeared, and the smell of fish overflowed as the flames roasted it, drifting a little distance, making Gong Ziyue's stomach, which was originally uncomfortable, suddenly roar.

I walked for half a day yesterday and didn't eat anything in the evening. I only drank some water. Now I'm really hungry.

Zongque flipped and roasted it several times, shaved off the meat inside and tasted if it was cooked. He looked at the man who had been staying by the water upstream and said, "It's ready to eat."

He picked up a fish stick and removed the fish bones and ate slowly. Even if the fish line was removed, the fish without any seasoning would still have some fishy smell. However, the water here was very clean and the meat was very tender. The fishy smell was still there.

It does not affect the taste even when the stomach is empty.

Young Master Yue hesitated for a moment, got up and walked over. He tried several times but still failed to pick up the fish: "Is there any edible fruit in this forest?"

Zongque looked up at him and asked, "You don't eat fish?"

"Well, it's not advisable to eat meat and fishy food in the morning." Gongzi Yue said, gently pressing his abdomen.

"Well, let's see if we can meet him." Zongque continued to eat his fish.

The fish bones were thrown into the fire one by one, and in the end only a complete main spine fish tail and head were left. Zongque directly threw the wooden stick used to skewer the fish in, got up and found a few larger leaves.

Filled with water and poured it on the dwindling fire.

The smoke was filled with some sparks. Zongque took the thorn-shaped object made of winding bark, picked the charcoal with sparks from the fire and put it into it, and sealed it with several layers of charcoal.

Finally, it is sealed with bark and wrapped tightly.

"What is this?" Gongziyue asked.

"Keep the fire." Zongque did two, and repeated the water several times. After making sure that the fire was completely soaked and there were no sparks, he brought dead branches and leaves to cover up the traces of the fire.

Fire is not easy to come by in the jungle. Whether you can keep it for a few hours depends on luck.

After putting away the bark, Zongque took a few washed leaves and wrapped the fish that was hanging aside. He tied it with a rope and carried it in his hand. He looked for the direction and said, "Where are you going, Master?"

He still had to slowly get used to the way of speaking in this era.

"Go back to Songdu, but beware of those who are chasing you." Young Master Yue stood up and said.

Zongque glanced at him, determined the direction, handed him the made halberd and said: "Use this to defend yourself first, then go this way."

Young Master Yue encountered more than one wave of assassinations this time. In the original world line, when he returned to the outside of Songdu City, Ruo Fei let him go because he heard the bad news that the queen was imprisoned and arrested him directly.

Fortunately, Young Master Yue had a high reputation in the Lin Kingdom and had numerous old friends, so he was able to escape from the Lin Kingdom. However, even so, he encountered countless pursuits and interceptions along the way, and several dangers arose.

Now that you know the danger, there is no need to take another risk.

Although Zongque knows fighting skills, in this era, all schools are blooming. Whether it is fighting between countries or scholars traveling around the world, it does not rely on the skills of one person or just words.

Martial arts, armor, none of them can be fought by him alone.

"Thank you." Young Master Yue held the halberd and followed him.

There is no road here. Zongque discerns the direction and walks among the dead branches and leaves, carefully avoiding the entangled branches. Gongzi Yue follows his pace and looks at the surrounding environment. If he is not far away from the river,

Apart from the sound of water, this place is really no different from the jungle before.

The sound of birdsong came from a very high place, and it was empty and lonely. When Gongziyue looked up, his feet accidentally stumbled on a tree root covered with dead leaves. Even though he grabbed the tree next to him, he still rushed forward, and saw that his body was about to

He threw himself on the ground, but his arm was held firmly by an outstretched hand, giving him a false alarm.

Young Master Yue looked at the person who was helping him, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you very much."

"There are tree roots on the ground, be careful." Zongque held him steady and let him go, pushing aside the branches and walking forward.

They wanted to go in the opposite direction to Songdu to take Prince Yue away from Lin. However, there were six countries in the country. There were no roads or deeds, so it was not convenient to go to any country.

One is the noble Tianhuang of Lin Kingdom, and the other is a slave who will not be treated as a human being.

Zongque was thinking while exploring the road. He was really a bit unfamiliar with this era. It was best to go to a place with no one at the moment.

"Yue please remember." Young Master Yue looked at the back in front of him, propped his halberd on the ground and followed.

The walk was full of twists and turns. Fortunately, Zongque found a few wild fruits on a tree. Many others had fallen to the ground and rotted. Zongque stabbed them up with his halberd, caught a few fallen ones, and wiped them away.

The dust was handed to the person behind him.

Young Master Yue looked at his movements and asked, "Don't you wash it with water?"

1314 was also surprised: [Host, are you not afraid of parasites anymore?]

"This kind of fruit is often washed away by rain and is just some dust." Zongque gathered up the other fallen ones, tore off a piece of his robe and wrapped it up, then took one and brought it to his lips and bit it, "You can also do it.

Wait until you find water and wash before eating."

There is not water everywhere in the jungle, and they have no tools to collect water. Fruits are the best way to absorb water. At this time, staying alive is the most important thing.

Zongque tied the package, picked up the fish, and continued walking. Young Master Yue looked at the fruit in his hand and knew that this was not the time to be particular. He wiped the red surface of the fruit with his robe and bit into it.

It has a slightly soft and glutinous taste when you take a bite, and it has enough water, but it has no taste.

A gentleman eats without talking or sleeps without saying a word. Young Master Yue tried to eat while walking for the first time.

The core of the fruit was very big, but after a few bites, the pulp disappeared. Gongziyue threw the core on the ground, his hands were sticky and he could only follow in a hurry.

It would be fine if he didn't eat anything, but when he ate it, it was still fruit. After a while, his stomach began to roar, as if he was crying out for hunger.

If it were just hunger, it would be bearable, but the chirping sounds were particularly loud in the quiet jungle.

Zongque stopped and turned around. Young Master Yue, who was following behind and holding his stomach, turned red. Seeing him turn around, he sighed helplessly: "Yue is rude."

"There is nothing else to eat now, should we eat fruit or fish?" Zongque said in a calm tone.

He has met many people who travel and explore. The veterans are very good at using local materials when they are in trouble. The novices will not adapt at first. When they are hungry, they will no longer be picky about the source and taste of the food.

"Fruit." Gongziyue said.

Zongque handed him a few fruits and looked around as he listened to the sound of chewing. The climate of this generation should be very suitable for the growth of that kind of tree.

He searched for the leaves left and right, and kept looking at the person standing there to make sure he would not be lost.

Young Master Yue ate the fruit and watched his methodical movements, thinking about his origins and origins.

A talented person should not stick to his status, but he is so clear and proficient in the terrain and these jungle things that he cannot do this unless he has experienced this for a long time.

The fruit core fell to the ground, and when Gongziyue finished eating the last fruit, Zongque returned: "Master, there is portable dry food over there. Do you want to wait here or go together?"

"Let's go together." Young Master Yue held the halberd and walked towards him.

The two of them walked forward. Zongque stopped under a tree with thorn balls and began to collect the thorn balls that fell to the ground and cracked open.

"What is this?" Gongzi Yue asked, looking at the prickly fruit and touching it with his fingers carefully.

"Chestnuts." Zongque split them open with a dagger and scattered the fruits into his arms one by one. Many of them were wrapped in cloth.

"How do you want to eat it?" Gongziyue picked up a scattered fruit and couldn't find any opening.

"Roast it over fire." Zongque gathered it quickly, stood up and said, "It can be stored for three to five days."

Gongzi Yue looked at the pieces of his clothes that had been cut into pieces, gathered some of the fruits that fell out and put them in his sleeves.

The hidden sleeves were originally used to store documents and personal belongings, but in such a situation, many etiquettes are no longer considered.

"Don't bring too much." Zongque reminded him as he picked up his bag.

"Okay." Young Master Yue saw him getting up and followed him with his halberd on the ground.

When the sun was almost overhead, Zongque found a smooth stone and stopped.

A number of items were placed on it. Young Master Yue saw him sitting down, straightened his clothes and sat down beside him, only to realize that the soles of his feet were so painful that he could no longer feel anything.

His body moved back slightly, lifting the soles of his feet off the ground. His belly was empty and his mouth was dry. Zongque handed over a fruit and bit one himself: "You should be able to get out of this dense forest tomorrow."

"Thank you very much." Young Master Yue took the fruit and put it to his lips, "You are quite proficient in the terrain. What did you do in the past?"

Zongque looked at him.

Young Master Yue chewed the food in his mouth and said with a smile: "It's just a casual chat, you don't need to be so alert."

If he was a spy, and there were only two of them here, he could have taken his life while he was sleeping and returned to report. If he was seeking wealth and status, and if the other party was loyal, he would only be able to give these two things.

In today's troubled times, you are not afraid of asking for something, but you are afraid of asking for nothing.

"Orion." Zongque said.

He was originally a nobleman of the Lu State who was confiscated and exiled to serve in the army. The Lin State was so powerful that the captives could not be released, so they became slaves.

It's not that those slaves couldn't return to their homeland, but once they were branded with their own slaves, they would be spotted if they escaped, and they would either be sent back or beaten to death. It was recorded in the official records, and there was no way to get the deed. This is why many slaves did not dare to escape.

reasons.

He was the only one left in his original family. It was not unfair to say that he was wronged, but he was confiscated in the fish and meat village. This kind of background was more despised than a slave.

"That's it." Gongziyue put the fruit core next to him. Although his abilities were similar, his conversational temperament was not the same.

After the fruit was eaten, Gong Ziyue's stomach roared again, like a contraction, making his fingers tremble a bit.

If it was just a simple matter of not eating, he had walked a lot in the past two days and was extremely tired and could not wrap his stomach. This was the first time he had tried this kind of hunger.

The leaves wrapped with fish meat were placed next to it, and even though it was an arm's length away, the smell seemed to linger in the nose for a long time.

Gongzi Yue glanced at the man eating fruit next to him, and held his breath as he touched the fish wrapped in leaves. He said he wouldn't eat it in the morning, but it was really hard for him to say it now.

Just as their hands were about to touch, the man beside him suddenly stood up, causing Gong Ziyue to quickly retract his hand, with a blush on his cheeks.

"I'll go ahead and explore the way. You need to rest for a while." Zongque looked at his slightly averted eyes and said.

"Okay." It's rare for Young Master Yue to feel so guilty.

"If you don't wrap your stomach with fruit, you have to go on the road in the afternoon." Zongque listened to his stomach growling one after another and said, "First, use the fish you didn't eat in the morning to cushion it."

Young Master Yue sighed softly: "Okay, thank you very much."

Zongque turned around and walked forward. They were climbing all the way up. From here, they could see the scenery in the distance. After climbing over the top of the mountain, they could see the smoke of people.

His back turned away, and Young Master Yue took the leaf bag on the side, untied the rope, tore some meat from the belly of the fish and put it into his mouth.

Although the meat was cold, it was surprisingly delicious. Gongziyue peeled off the fish bones with his hands and put them into his mouth bit by bit. The roaring in his stomach gradually subsided.

After eating most of the fish, Gongzi Yue took two bites of the fruit to relieve some of the greasiness. He wrapped the remaining fish and tied it up again when Zongque returned.

The fish bag was obviously a bit too small. Master Yue was a little embarrassed, but he asked, "Have you rested?"

"Is your injury okay?" Gongziyue asked.

It was obvious that the other party was the injured one, but he seemed to be able to walk better than him.

"It doesn't matter if you don't move." Zongque picked up the baggage made of clothes and said, "Let's go."

Young Master Yue stood up from the stone, endured the soreness in the soles of his feet and took the halberd beside him to follow.

When we set off again, it was okay at first, but later we could use a halberd to support us. Later, even if Gongziyue didn't move, his legs began to twitch and tremble.

Seeing the distance getting wider and wider, Gongziyue's sweat dripped from his forehead and he called out: "Can you go slower?"

Zongque turned around and looked at his body that could barely stand while holding the halberd. He walked back and said, "Rest for a while."

Young Master Yue knelt down on the ground, breathing slightly: "I'm afraid we won't be able to make the trip today."

The trembling of his legs caused his whole body to tremble slightly, and his breathing could not calm down for a long time.

Zongque half-crouched in front of him and said: "The territory of the wolves has not yet emerged. There are still traces of wolf feces around. We'd better get out of here before evening."

After hearing this, Young Master Yue gently closed his eyes and wanted to get up again, but fell to the ground again: "Yue... I really can't do it, please wait a moment."

Zongque looked at his white and trembling fingers and his hair that was wet with sweat and stuck to his cheeks. He turned around and half-crouched in front of him: "Come up."

When nobles travel, they often have carriages and horses to do the work for them. Yesterday, they traveled for so long with a heavy load, and today, they have really reached the end of their strength.

Gongziyue looked at his back, blinked the sweat falling on his eyelashes and said, "You are still injured."

"It doesn't matter, we can't stay here tonight, come up." Zongque looked back.

Young Master Yue raised his hand, supported his shoulders, and gently clasped the side of his neck when he was lifted, but found that there was no danger of him falling: "Thank you."

"Pick up your things." Zongque handed him the baggage and said.

As soon as Young Master Yue took it, the man in front of him grabbed his leg and walked towards the direction of the sun.

The uphill road was difficult to walk, especially because there were rugged tree roots on the ground, but the person carrying him walked very smoothly. Although his breathing became a little faster as time went by, he was very steady and powerful, walking better than the two of them before.

Much faster.

"I can go down and walk by myself." Gongziyue said.

"Your legs are still shaking." Zongque said, looking around.

This is roughly beyond the boundaries of the wolf pack, and we can find a place to stay.

Young Master Yue felt a little helpless in his heart: "If you hadn't brought Yue with you, you would have left this forest long ago."

"Without you, I might have died on the carriage." Zongque said.

Although there is a recovery potion that will prevent you from dying, you will also lose the goal of the mission object, and it will not be easier than it is now.

The corners of Young Master Yue's lips curled up slightly. Although this man had a cold face, he knew how to repay his kindness.

If you have this, you can be called a gentleman.

Zongque walked all the way and walked over when they saw a mountain stream. The moment the sun disappeared from the horizon, they found a cave where the rocks had fallen down and were just pieced together.

The ground is slightly damp, but the most indispensable thing in this mountain is hay and dead leaves.

Zongque left his men behind and brought back a lot of hay, and some dry branches had been piled beside the cave.

"We still have to walk tomorrow, so you can just rest." Zongque laid out the hay, cleared a piece of ground, took out the sealed tinder and lit the bonfire.

"Okay." Young Master Yue sat on the hay, but it was really uncomfortable to sit on his knees, and his legs were shaking even more. He tried to sit down and stretched out, tapping his legs gently, and then he got some relief.

Zongque built a pile of stones next to the fire, found a stone slab, cut it as smooth as possible, and placed it on the fire.

When the stone slab was heated, Zongque took out the chestnut and opened it and placed it on it, trying to touch the flat surface of the stone slab.

The chestnuts are constantly turned over, and the flames are burning on the stone slabs, exuding a very sweet smell in the autumn night.

Although the fish meat is wrapped in the belly, it is very easy to digest. When Gongziyue smelled the smell, his hands froze and he felt that his belly was empty.

Zongque flipped and roasted one portion, cut one of them open and saw that it was ripe, picked them off one by one, placed them on the leaves, and pushed them in front of Gongziyue: "Wait for a while and when it cools, peel them along the opening."

"Thank you." Gongziyue looked at the round little things and tried to touch them with his fingertips.

The slightly hot touch made him retract his fingers, but it made him look forward to this food.

Zongque opened his mouth and roasted a lot, and put the rest in the gap between the stones, letting it cook slowly. The leaves wrapping the fish were removed, and the rest was placed next to the fire.

Que went to the mountain stream to collect some water, but this time he failed to catch the tiny fry.

Gongziyue peeled off the chestnuts and put them into his mouth. The dense and sweet food suddenly relieved the hunger in his belly. Zongque put the leaves filled with water aside, peeled off a few chestnuts and ate the rest.

I picked out the bones from half of the fish and ate it.

They each drank water. Young Master Yue looked at the other party gathering the chestnuts between the stones and said, "I'll do it."

"Yes." Zongque handed him the branch, stood up and said, "I'll be back in a moment."

"Okay." Young Master Yue said as he picked out the chestnuts one by one.

Zongque went to the mountain stream and took off his belt and bandage. The blood there had stopped, but the wound still looked hideous.

Zongque cut off a piece of clothing, cleaned it, wiped the blood around the wound with water, then crushed the herbs he found during the day and applied it to the wound in front of him.

The front was easy to apply, but the back was a bit difficult to apply. He wrapped a stick with a cloth, but it was difficult to see clearly the wound on the back.

Gongziyue walked out bathing in the moonlight, and what he saw was the scene of applying medicine in the mountains.

The man's upper body is naked, and his body bathed in the moonlight is slender and powerful, completely different from the frail aura of a scholar.

Don't look at anything inappropriate. When Gongziyue tried to look away, he met the man's eyes, which turned his head sideways. Those eyes were filled with the coolness and silence of a moonlit night, as if they could penetrate people's hearts.

"Do you need help from Yue?" Young Master Yue asked.

"Yeah." Zongque looked at him and replied.

Although the recovery medicine restored the inside, it was still difficult to apply the medicine on my own due to the external injuries.

Young Master Yue lightly picked up the hem of his clothes and walked over, picked up the wet corner cloth, gently wiped the blood stains behind him and said, "It seems to be better."

"Don't let water get into the wound." Zongque said with his back turned.

"Okay." Gongziyue wiped the blood around him, washed it and wiped it again before applying the crushed herbs to the wound. When he noticed the slight contraction of the muscles in his hands, he said, "I'll be gentler."

"It doesn't matter." Zongque said solemnly.

After applying the herbs, Zongque checked his robe and was unable to use the knife for a moment. Gongzi Yue looked at the blood-stained wrapping cloth, took out the second layer from his sleeve and said: "If you don't mind, you can use my clothes."

Cover the wound temporarily."

Zongque looked at him, cut the dagger from the sleeve he pulled out, and divided it into two parts. He applied one part to his front and handed the other part to Young Master Yue: "Thank you very much."

Young Master Yue gently applied the cloth to his wound, and tied the wrapping cloth as he did yesterday: "No need, thank you for the trouble."

Zongque looked at his withdrawing hand, pulled up his clothes, tied his belt and stood up, saying: "It's not hard, come with me."

He stood up and walked towards the cave. Young Master Yue smiled slightly and followed him.

This should be called concise and to the point.

The cave has been extremely warmed by the fire. There is no feeling of moisture. Instead, it is filled with the sweet fragrance of chestnuts. Zongque sat on the haystack and looked at the people walking over and said: "Sit down."

Young Master Yue sat down and said, "What do you want to say here?"

"Take off your shoes," Zongque said.

Young Master Yue moved his fingers slightly, and the surprise in his eyes could not be concealed: "Why is this?"

"A massage will make you feel better tomorrow." Zongque looked at him calmly and said, "Take off your shoes."

A gentleman should not be disheveled when outside, but Master Yue knew that this would help them get out of here. The journey was difficult, and it was not good for him to be burdened with it every day. He looked hesitant, but took off his shoes made of soft cloth and said: "

...Thank you."

In addition to shoes, he also wore silk-woven white socks on his feet. Even though he had been walking for a long time, there was no odor of sweat at all. Instead, he had the unique scent of grass and trees on his body.

Zongque held his ankle through his socks, found an acupuncture point with his left hand and pressed it. The man sitting next to him let out a muffled groan, but considering his injury, he didn't twitch rashly.

Every time Zongque pressed the button, there was a sound of gasping. When he looked over, the bright gentleman's ears were already red. He seemed to be looking for a topic and asked: "Is everything okay with you?"

"Yeah." Zongque responded.

"Why?" Young Master Yue was puzzled. They were all men.

"Duo Xing." Zongque searched for his acupuncture points and pressed them. Hearing the groan, he said, "Your spleen and stomach are not very good."

"Do you still know medical skills?" Young Master Yue was a little pleased.

"If you want to live a long life, you must take good care of yourself." Zongque pressed another acupuncture point, "The paperwork is too laborious."
Chapter completed!