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With this muttering in his mouth, he still put on clothes for Mu Shihe.

"I've put some medicine on your wound and bandaged it. If you have a fever, there's really nothing you can do about it. It depends on your fate!"

The temperature dropped quickly at night, and Chang Haier laid down on the soft pine needles after adding firewood.

The moonlight shines through the gap above the head, and the twinkling stars can be vaguely seen.

"I don't know if Brother Erzhu came to see me?"

Then he thought that Yu Jia was also injured and must recover from his injuries, so he collected his thoughts and closed his eyes.

The next morning, Chang Haier woke up and immediately looked at where Mu Shihe was.

Seeing no one next to the pine tree, Chang Haier suddenly sounded the alarm, feeling frightened and frightened.

"woke up?"

A deep voice came from behind him, and Chang Haier immediately turned around to look.

I saw Mu Shihe holding two thick wooden sticks in his hand and throwing one at Chang Haier.

Seeing that Chang Hai'er was still staring at him with a wary expression, Mu Shihe felt a little embarrassed.

"Can be used as a walking stick!"

Chang Haier stared blankly at the stick on the ground, thinking that this old boy still had a conscience.

He picked up the stick and stood up to try it, and found it quite easy.

His black and white eyes rolled a few times and he spoke.

"Assuming you have a conscience, I saved your life yesterday in vain!"

Mu Shihe turned away uncomfortably, "This place is only more than ten miles away from your Yunan military camp. Let's go now and we should be able to arrive in the evening!"

Chang Hai'er was noncommittal, "Grandpa certainly knows that this place is relatively close to our military camp, so accept your frivolous behavior!"

Mu Shihe stopped talking, turned around and walked out of the forest with a wooden stick.

Chang Hai'er quickly followed and asked nagging behind him.

"How do you go back?"

In fact, Chang Haier's original intention was that he was afraid that people from the Nanman military camp would find them first, and then his life or death would be uncertain.

It had another meaning to Mu Shihe's ears.

"I can do it!"

"Tsk, who asked you if you can do it?" Seeing that Mu Shihe stopped talking, Chang Haier didn't bother to ask again.

The morning sunshine shines on your body, making you feel like you are in another world.

"It's better to be alive!"

Chang Haier looked up and closed his eyes, feeling the long-lost sunshine.

Seeing that Mu Shihe in front of him had not stopped, Chang Haier curled his lips.

"Hey, let me tell you, you are really weird. Don't you have any emotions except killing?"

Mu Shihe said nothing and continued walking.

"Hey, let me ask you a question. After all, I am also your savior. You can't treat me like this, right?"

emotion?

Mu Shihe shook his head, as if he didn't know what feelings were since he could remember.

He doesn't know that parents love their children, and older brothers love their younger brothers.

He only knew that if something happened in the family and the clan leader blamed it, he would be the one causing the trouble.

No matter who makes a mistake, he is always the one who gets punished.

His childhood was filled with endless ancestral halls, endless hunger, and endless cold.

When Koke and Zhizhi grew up to fifteen years old, the war between the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Nanman people broke out. He was immediately pushed out by his parents and sent to the military camp.

When he met Li Yanzhao, the god of war who became famous at a young age, the Nanman army was almost completely wiped out. He only escaped by hiding under a mountain of corpses.

To hate, he is not qualified to hate.

Born in the weakest branch of Kibe, he had no right to refuse.

In the eyes of his parents, he was someone who could be abandoned at any time, but they also raised him until he was fifteen.

In his opinion, Muzha Ling is his benefactor and has the gift of reconstruction for him.

The young man behind him yesterday did not abandon him, and was one of the few warmths to him.

"I won't kill you, you are my savior!" Mu Shihe said in a deep voice, "I owe you a life, and we will not owe each other anything after I pay it back to you one day!"

These words undoubtedly reassured Chang Haier, and he secretly stroked his chest.

"That's good!"

"only"

Hearing Mu Shihe speak again, Chang Haier's heart rose in his throat, "What's wrong?"

At this time, Mu Shihe turned around and said, "I am a Nanman and a general of the Nanman. I will still kill you on the battlefield one day!"

Chang Hai'er took a breath secretly in anger, who doesn't know how to speak big words?

"Then we have made an agreement. When we go to the battlefield one day, you and I will fight for our country, and we will never show mercy!"

Mu Shihe looked relaxed and smiled, "It's a deal!"

When Mu Shihe set off on his journey again, Chang Haier looked at him with disdain and muttered.

"Who made a promise to you?"

They did not meet any soldiers from either side on the road, and the two came to a fork in the road at noon.

Chang Haier was very excited when he saw the familiar mountain road. He could really reach the military camp at night.

He looked at Mu Shihe with a smile on his face, "There is no hope of meeting again this time. I hope you will cherish it!"

Then he bowed his hands solemnly.

Mu Shihe returned the courtesy, "Take care!"

Chang Haier's figure disappeared in the mountain road, and a figure swept behind Mu Shihe in vain.

"My lord, I'm going to kill him!"

"No problem, go back to camp!"

Mu Shihe had already contacted his subordinates in the morning, but he still chose to abide by the agreement with Chang Haier.

Chang Hai'er didn't know that his life was almost in danger, so he walked towards the Yunan military camp humming a song.

It wasn't until the sentry discovered his trace that he was taken back to the camp.

At this time, he was in Yu Jia's tent, talking with tears and runny noses about the sadness of the past two days.

"Brother Erzhu, you don't know how terrifying a cruel person like Mu Shihe is!"

He took a bite of the bun in his hand and said inarticulately, "I'm really afraid that I won't be able to see you again!"

Yu Jia handed the wild vegetable soup to Chang Haier's hand, "Speak slowly, don't be in a hurry!"

Chang Haier drank up the soup in the bowl and continued.

"Who do you think my grandpa Chang Hai'er is? How can a child who grew up in the mountains be afraid of a southern barbarian like him!"

Don’t be afraid anymore!

He took another bite of the steamed bun in his hand and choked in excitement.

"Brother Erzhu, this steamed bun is too dry and a bit choked. Give me another bowl of soup!"

Yu Jia quickly served him another bowl of soup, "Slow down, no one will compete with you!"

"Cough cough cough!" Chang Hai'er coughed a few times and continued.

"With my familiarity with the terrain, I quickly got rid of him!"

"You have never been to the foot of Changhe Mountain before. When did you become familiar with the terrain?" Gou Sheng asked him doubtfully.

"Cough, cough, cough, Gou Sheng, look at you, you interrupted me again, do you still want to listen?"

Chang Hai'er blushed and felt thick-necked. He didn't know whether he was choking or anxious.

"Okay, okay, I won't interrupt you, you continue!"

Chang Haier regained his expression as before and continued.

"But I can't leave like this. If I leave like this, Nanmanzi thinks I'm afraid of him!"

"I walked up behind him, took advantage of him and stabbed him in the abdomen!"

"Huh? I remember that I stabbed him before you fell into the mountain stream!" Yu Jia thought about it seriously.

Chang Haier was startled, "I remembered wrongly, I stabbed him in the shoulder!"

(End of this chapter)

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