V4.Chapter 82 (1/2)

Wei Xinyong opened his eyes once in a daze and seemed to hear a voice.

He was disappointed to think that the tiger slave had found himself.

Then I couldn't support it and fell asleep.

But when he woke up again, he found himself lying in the broken earth house, which was so small that he should be lying on the Kang. After getting off the Kang, you can almost step out of the door, which shows how narrow the room is. At the moment, the sky light is just right. It's hard to move when he lies on his back. It's easy to find several holes on the roof, small as the tooth sheath, thick as the fist of a child Fortunately, it doesn't rain now, otherwise

And he was covered with stone like hard and heavy bedding, exuding a stale atmosphere. There was something like mud under his neck, which made him have nothing to do with his neck.

There was a faint smell of medicine in the room.

But the knowledge of Yiwei Xinyong, once heard, knows that they are all common herbs in the field. There is no such precious herbs as ginseng that I need to use now - if this medicine is given to myself, it's just to cajole people. His body is very clear to him.

I felt it, and sure enough, my heat still didn't fade. My body was numb, cold and hot. This is clearly a sign of the aggravation of the disease, but I don't know how I woke up, and I was surprisingly clear headed.

It's not the tiger slaves who found themselves.

Wei Xinyong frowned, thinking.

The tiger slave is very loyal and takes good care of him.

Besides, he should have been awake twice. Even if the tiger slave wanted to find him, he didn't bring anything with him when he came out. In order to avoid the rain or rest, he could only temporarily arrange him to stay in this place. But now he woke up for the second time. In the middle of the two times, he felt that there was still a long time between them. The hand and foot of the tiger slave should have sent people to take the things he used to serve him.

Besides, if tiger slaves find him, where can they let him alone? Even if he doesn't keep watch, he should at least send reliable people to accompany him in case he can't call people after waking up - although he doesn't want to see anyone now.

Was it saved by someone else?

Isn't it said that panzhou is not peaceful now, there are many bandits and refugees running around? Doesn't it mean that whether it's bandits or refugees, sometimes it's actually a kind of person? He hurriedly came out. Although he didn't have silver on his body, he was coveted by his gorgeous clothes, not to mention the golden crown of his hair, the jade inlaid in his belt, and a pair of carp and mutton jade under his waist According to today's world, this dress doesn't have enough deterrent guards on the side. Shouldn't it be that walking in the city will bring disaster?!

What's more, he was in the wild before he finally passed out. No one is supposed to Even if someone should be strong, there should be wild animals!

There are no wild animals. What about vipers and ants???

Why do you lie on the Kang without saying, and even pile up your robes, golden crowns, jade and other things not far away?

In this turbulent world like a furnace, did he meet a good man who picked up money to help the dead and the wounded

”But do I have to go on such an ill fated path?” Wei Xinyong thought wistfully, ”how many evils have I done in my previous life, and this life should be paid back like this?” Thinking of this, Wei Xinyong is stuck in his chest. He can't go up or down.

In the middle of grief and indignation, someone came into the mud house. As I said before, the house was very small, but someone came in, and it was directly beside the Kang.

But the person who came in, Wei Xinyong, could not see clearly.

The main reason is that his neck is very sore, and he is weak in the disease. He has no strength and is not good at turning his head or turning over. This one, short.

It's estimated that it will reach the waist of an adult.

Wei Xinyong nods and glances at him. His skin is dark, his eyes are big, black and white, full of spirit, but his face is honest and honest. It's an eight or nine year old village kid with shabby clothes. It's very close to the view of the earth house.

Seeing that he woke up, the child was very happy. He grinned and then spoke quickly. Unfortunately, the dialect accent is too heavy, and Wei Xinyong is in a bad state now, but he basically doesn't understand it, just staring at him blankly.

This child said for a long time, it seems that he didn't find Wei Xinyong didn't understand what he said, and looked at Wei Xinyong stupidly, waiting for his answer.

Naturally, Wei Xinyong can't answer him.

The two of them are so deadlocked, but the child gradually shows sympathy

Wei Xinyong thought that it was the child or his family who saved himself from the wild. He was so embarrassed. So he felt sorry for himself.

He laughed at himself, saying that although he had to work hard to have a place in the reading, such a country people It is their own destitute life in the capital, identity is beyond their reach. I don't want to be pitied by a yellow mouthed child today.

He's in a trance here, thinking in a mess.