Song Yang asked Pantou, "If it weren't for you," he sighed first, then shook his head and smiled bitterly. When he returned to his residence, he noticed that Xiao Jiu's hands were wrapped in thick bandages, which were faintly visible.
There was still blood oozing out. When the accident happened last night, the little girl was too busy worrying about Song Yang to treat the wound, so she rinsed it with water and wrapped it with a bandage.
Song Yang quickly pulled her to sit in front of her, removed the gauze and changed the dressing. Xiaojiu put her hand on Song Yang's leg, palm up, in a close and intimate posture...it would inevitably hurt if the wound was touched again, and the little girl kept sucking.
The air is cool, but the eyes are full of smiles and a little happiness.
Song Yang prepared the medicine and asked, "Is it difficult for me to see Lao Gu?"
"It's always his fault to find someone else..." As he said that, Xiaojiu rolled his eyes and thought for a moment, then continued: "Let's just put it this way, in Mr. Gu's eyes, he only has his own business. So he wants to
If something happens, he will take the initiative to come to his door, but if other people have something to worry about, he will never take care of it."
Song Yang was not surprised by this answer. He didn't say anything more. At this time, he had already prepared the ointment and carefully applied it to Xiao Jiu's wound. The latter chuckled: "It's cold, it's itchy." His little hand couldn't help but move back.
shrink.
Song Yang was smiling and telling her not to move when there was a sudden noise outside the door. Officials from the Ministry of Etiquette who went to ask for help from the surrounding areas finally came back with a large team of people. Xiaojiu curled up the corner of his mouth in an extremely exaggerated way: "Point to the officers and soldiers to save people, they have already been there for a long time."
It’s too late for eight villages! Fortunately, my young master is blessed by good luck and blessings from the Buddha.”
Seeing that Song Yang was fine, the officials of the Ministry of Rites were relieved, and they exchanged pleasantries again. During this period, Song Yang stood up to thank Xiaojiu, but kept grabbing Xiaojiu's hand and changing her dressing. The little official saw this, and after being polite for a while, he left.
Bring back the troops.
There was still chaos outside, and someone knocked on the door again. Before Song Yang could say anything, Er Sha poked his head out of the door and came in: "Sir Song, someone is looking for you and is waiting outside the town. It's an old barbarian lady. She said...
The gift-giver is empty-handed." Er Sha was walking on the edge of the town when he happened to meet an old lady from Shanxi who came to give a gift. With Mr. Liu's temperament, of course he wanted to go up and have a few words.
Then, Er Sha's tone became a little sarcastic: "I asked her what she wanted to give, and she said get lost."
Song Yang was angry and laughed at the same time: "You didn't let the bird bite him?"
The second fool looked horrified: "We must not risk anyone's life, but we don't dare to let Liu Wu out casually."
Song Yang laughed loudly: "I know, wait for me for a while." He continued to treat Xiaojiu's wounds with his hands. This was a delicate skill, and even if he moved quickly, he couldn't do it in the blink of an eye.
Er Sha waited obediently, and only his eyes rolling back and forth revealed his anxiety. Xiao Jiu was also very anxious, with his big eyes blinking. Song Yang understood what she meant, and said with a smile: "Let Shanxi
It doesn't matter if you wait, but your beautiful little hands will get scars if you are careless. No, no, no. I didn't stop when I was entertaining the adults in the etiquette department just now, that's why." Xiao Jiu's smile seemed to melt.
sugar……
Half an hour later, all the officers and soldiers retreated, and Song Yang finally took care of the little hands. He took Xiaojiu, Mute, and Er Sha to the edge of the town to meet Shanxi Man. The old woman was not impatient at all and saw him coming.
Without much nonsense, he said "Follow me", turned around and left.
Song Yang didn't ask any questions and followed her for two miles and entered a dense forest. No one else was there, except Song Yang. As soon as he stepped into the woods, a strange feeling suddenly arose around him - someone was watching.
Hold yourself.
It's not that the five senses detect someone, but the weird intuition that comes from having sharp five senses and deep cultivation. Song Yang slowed down, activated his inner energy and felt alert. At this time, the old woman stopped and turned around to look at Song Yang
, speaking in jerky Chinese: "The gift has arrived." She stretched out her dry finger and pointed at her nose: "That's me."
Immediately, the old woman's knees weakened, and she knelt down in front of Song Yang in a barbarian manner. Her voice was hoarse and her tone was firm: "Shanxixiu, I worship you, my lord Song Yang."
Xiaojiu was startled and couldn't help but muttered: Maid?
Song Yang was also very surprised, but before he could say anything, the old woman suddenly raised her head and shouted something outrageous that no one could understand.
The scolding sounded, and Xiao Jiu exclaimed, pulling Song Yang and hiding behind the mute... In the dense forest, around a few people, on every big tree, one or two barbarian men appeared. At a rough look, it was enough.
There were hundreds of people, the branches were swaying endlessly, and the birds were flying in fright.
The Shanxi barbarians I have seen in the past are both men and women. They are all tall and strong, more than half a head taller than ordinary Han people. The barbarians who emerged from the trees at this moment, the oil paint on their bodies, the short skirts around their waists, etc.
These costumes are no different from those of Shanxi Barbarians, except that instead of carrying a heavy stone hammer behind them, they carry a spear that is about half a person's height. But this group of people are thin and dry, and they are probably even more 'slender' than Xiao Jiu.
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However, their hands and feet are flexible and agile. At first glance, they don't look like humans, but more like a large group of ferocious apes.
The most important thing is that those crows that were chirping and flying around were only startled when they stopped hiding their whereabouts... When the barbarians were hiding among the dense leaves, even the birds were not aware of them.
Be around.
Not only birds, but also officers and soldiers. This dense forest is close to the official road, and the officers and soldiers who came from the state to assist have just come and go from the forest, but they didn't notice anything strange. If these barbarians had attacked at that time, the consequences would be obvious.
.
The climbers moved quickly and silently, and hundreds of barbarians landed on the ground. They all gathered behind the old woman and followed her to kneel down and salute Song Yang.
The old woman stood up, pointed to the people behind her and said to Song Yang: "Nine mountain and stream shows are born from trees. Counting me, there are three hundred elite mountain and stream shows here, which are gifts."
Something unexpected happened, and Song Yang couldn't react for a while. It was only at this moment that he suddenly understood two things: the old woman's gift was actually an 'army' to him; Shanxixiu was not the old woman's name, but the name of the mountain.
The name of the next tribe of Ximan.
"The surname of the Xiu clan in Shanxi is 'Mu', and my name is Mu En. I am the leader of the Xiu clan. From today on, I will be the commander of the three hundred sons at your command." Perhaps it was because her Chinese was obscure, but every word she spoke was full of meaning.
Bite the accent, and it sounds extremely fierce: "Mountains and streams grow on beautiful trees, and they grow on trees. They hunt enemies in the forest, and they are invincible."
After the old woman turned around and said something, a barbarian behind her took off the spear from his back and threw it at a big tree not far away while shouting. There was only a muffled sound of "bang", and the tree trunk was as big as a hug.
He was actually pierced by a spear.
The spear was exhausted and remained in the tree trunk, with both ends exposed. However, the barbarian who took action moved very quickly. After revealing the weapon, he immediately jumped in pursuit. In just one breath, he rushed to the big tree and reached out to pull it out.
Drawing out the spear, he roared again, and the long shuttle pierced another big tree. The barbarian rushed over again, took off his weapon and launched a third slam...
Song Yang looked at the hundreds of barbarians in front of him. The leaves on their heads were brown, and their limbs were somewhat deformed from climbing trees all the time. They were all bow-legged when standing on the ground, which looked a little ridiculous, but who dared to look down on them?
Perched in the crown of the tree, the flying birds are unaware; the short shuttles are like lightning, striking one after another.
It's not about Shan Xixiu's martial arts, it's because they have lived on trees for generations and have already been 'integrated' with the trees. When they are hidden and motionless, they are branches, tree tumors, and wooden leaves... As for strength, compared to
They are no less impressive than their taller brethren.
The second fool looked happy and grinned.
Song Yang couldn't figure it out, and asked Mu En in confusion: "Didn't it mean that if I am contaminated by evil spirits, everyone around me will die?" Before he finished speaking, Xiao Jiu, who had always been gentle, became furious: "
She put it, put it..." After all, this is my daughter's house. When she was so embarrassed and angry, she still couldn't say the curse words. The second fool on the side helped her seriously: "Fart!"
Song Yang ignored his two companions and continued to ask: "You will die badly if you stick to me, why are you still here?"
Mu En's answer was only eight words: "It's a great kindness that cannot be repaid."
Performing a cesarean section on a dead man and rescuing a little monster is a deep friendship, but it is only a deep friendship. Shanxi Man is simple but not a fool. For this friendship, they treat Song Yang as a distinguished guest and will help if they need it.
The attack would never be to the extent of risking one's life; but the harm caused by the smoke and poison was enough to destroy the entire clan. Even if the twelve corpses were resurrected, they could not save the disaster. It was all thanks to Song Yang that Shanxi Barbarians escaped from the disaster and were reborn...
...The prescription for quitting opium that he sent was a real great kindness. With the temperament of Shanxi barbarian, he would sacrifice his life to repay it.
Mu En is from the mountains, and she also has a barbarian temperament, and she also firmly believes in the curse of "Nine Colors", and she has to think about it over and over again...
If Song Yang is no longer allowed to contact his clan, he will give up his position as the leader of the Nine Tribes of Shanxi and lead 300 dead men to join Song Yang.
Following a person who is "untouchable by nine colors" will lead to a miserable death. Mu En is ready, and now that he is here, he will have no regrets.
Whether it was the thinking of the past life or the cognition of this life, Song Yang couldn't understand Mu En's weird behavior and attitude. He shook his head and said, "As I said last time, I will not go to the mountains to find you again."
Tribe, as for your great gift..." As he spoke, Song Yang laughed: "It's too grand, I feel a little uneasy accepting it, and I really can't bear it if I don't accept it. How about this, you are still in the mountains, and one day when I ask for it,
I would be very grateful if you are willing to come out and help.”
Who can resist being tempted by a good soldier? Even if Song Yang couldn't think of any place where they would be used, he refused the offer directly without hesitation. In short, everything is as usual for now, and we will talk about it in the future.
Mu En responded: "You are the master and you have the final say. From now on, Three Hundred Mountains and Streams will be stationed here and will obey orders at any time." After saying that, he turned around and waved to the men, and the short barbarians immediately dispersed into the dense forest, and in the blink of an eye they were gone again.
No trace.
Mu En still had something to say and asked Song Yang: "Last time you asked me if the gift was gold. Are you short of money?"
Er Sha frowned when he heard this. Is Mr. Song short of money? Mr. Liu does have fifty taels of gold. What if Song Yang asks to borrow it or not? While thinking hard, he quietly stepped back two steps.
Song Yang didn't pay attention to Er Sha and shrugged his shoulders: "Who is not short of money? You have money?"
Mu En shook his head, of course. Song Yang coughed and said with a smile: "What can I say if I don't have money!"