(6)
The young boy and the girl were walking through the forest paths. The girl held the boy's hand and hummed a tune as they walked. The boy was silent and thinking about another thing.
Bai Feng had been paying close attention to the movements in the surrounding jungle, fearing that the thieves would repeat their old tricks, so her heart remained uneasy.
Suddenly, there was a slight movement in the bushes in front of me, as if something wanted to leap out! The young man stood in front of Murong Yan with a quick step, and at the same time, the hand holding her almost roughly pulled Murong Yan behind him. A bird flew out from the branches and landed on Murong Yan's left cheek, rubbing its feathers against her skin as if playfully.
"Brother Feng, what's wrong?" Murong Yan asked.
Bai Feng looked at the bird sitting on Murong Yan's left shoulder and was speechless for a moment, but she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Half a moment later, Bai Feng said: "Yan'er, there are still bandit sentries nearby, we must be careful!"
Murong Yan smiled evilly and said, "Oh! Then you are protecting me?"
"This..." Bai Feng hesitated: "I believe that it is only natural for a man to protect a weak woman..."
"Stay tough!" Murong Yan said in her heart. Then she said gently to the young man in front of her: "Actually, Brother Feng doesn't have to worry about an ambush, because if there is an ambush, they will tell me!" The girl pointed to the bird on her shoulder and said incredulously.
"They...them?" Bai Feng asked: "Can you understand what they say?"
Murong Yan replied: "Yes! They are Yan'er's good friends! Brother Feng, would you like to touch its furry little head?"
Bai Feng carefully moved his right hand towards the bird. When he was about to touch the bird, the bird suddenly flew away, leaving only two or three feathers, which fell into the gap between the two people with the wind. The young man's right hand was hanging next to Murong Yan's left cheek, looking as if he was going to touch it from a distance. Time seemed to stand still at this moment. Bai Feng stared at the girl in front of him, with mixed feelings in his heart: Is this my "destiny"? She was so young, beautiful, and pure... When he reacted, he realized that his behavior was very ambiguous.
"Yan...Yan'er." Bai Feng muttered hesitantly.
"Doesn't it look good?"
"Okay..." Before Bai Feng could finish his words, he quickly retracted his raised right hand, lowered his head shyly, and said, "It looks good."
Murong Yan was satisfied and said happily: "Hehe, I won't tease you anymore. Let's hurry up! We can see the camp after bypassing the dense forest ahead."
Sure enough, as Murong Yan expected, after the two of them walked around the dense forest in front of them, they saw the wooden fence and arrow tower of the camp in the distance. They quickened their pace and soon reached the gate of the camp. There are many wooden thorns standing in front of the door to defend against cavalry raids; there are two archery towers beside the door, and there are two sentries on each tower. A sentry loudly asked the two people in front of the door, "Who is below? Tell me your name!"
"It's me, Brother Niu!" Murong Yan waved to him and responded.
"Is it Miss Murong?" The sentry looked closely and then said, "Miss Murong is back! Open the camp gate quickly!" After that, the wooden door opened in response. Thirty to forty people in ordinary clothes gathered in front of the door, and they all discussed: "Miss Murong, Miss Murong is back, we are saved!"
Behind the crowd, stood two familiar figures. They and the young man beside Murong Yan recognized each other at a glance in the crowd. So Bai Feng whispered to Murong Yan beside him: "Yan'er, I'm going to meet my friends." The girl faced the crowd who came to get the medicine, nodded in response in a hurry, and watched the young man leave.
Zhao Kuo, who was in the distance, saw that Bai Feng, who had been hit by an arrow, arrived safely. He couldn't help but burst into tears and said, "Bai Feng, you are not dead! You are really not dead!" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Kuo trotted over to Bai Feng gave him a hug, then put his hands on his shoulders, and continued: "On the night when Brother Bai fell into the river, we went to look for you once, but failed to find you. Everyone felt terrible. What a blessing..."
"Yes! Unexpectedly, Brother Bai came back to life again." Tuoba Yan said.
At some point, Murong Yan walked up to Bai Feng and asked, "What are you talking about! Brother Feng."
Zhao Kuo looked at the unknown girl next to him and asked doubtfully: "Girl, do you know Brother Bai?"
"Of course! I was the one who saved Brother Feng."
"Oh! Then you must be the girl Murong that the Korean doctor said. Dysentery is prevalent in the camp, and everyone is waiting for herbs to save their lives." Zhao Kuo continued: "You have been collecting herbs all day and night. Everyone is very worried about you. , especially Doctor Han, Miss Murong should quickly report to Doctor Han that she is safe!"
Murong Yan replied: "Okay. But I said everything will be fine, why is the old man still worried..." After saying that, Murong Yan took the first step and went to find Dr. Han.
"Brother Bai, Miss Murong seems to have an unusual relationship with you! Is there any anecdote about this?" Zhao Kuo asked curiously after Murong Yan walked away.
"This...I don't know how to tell you." Bai Feng changed the subject and said, "Let's talk about business! Among the more than a hundred people, have you found Brother Zhao's father and sister?"
"We found them, but they were all infected with severe dysentery and lay in bed unable to move all day long. If Miss Murong hadn't brought the herbs back in time, I'm afraid their lives and those who were infected with dysentery would have been difficult to save." Zhao Kuo There was a mixture of joy and sorrow on his face, and then he said: "I will take Brother Bai to meet them right now!"
What the three of them saw along the way were people boiling soup in iron pots outside the tents, and a bitter medicinal fragrance filled the air. There was a sound of banging iron tools in front of them. It turned out that the three of them had walked to the blacksmith's house. The blacksmith was taking out the red-hot iron sword, then waving the hammer in his hand and hitting it repeatedly, polishing it into shape step by step.
The militia leader Wu Yi was patrolling outside the blacksmith's house with a frown on his face. When he saw Bai Feng return to him intact, he felt very incredible: "Brother Bai, it's true that a lucky person has his own destiny! He was wounded like an arrow. You won’t survive even one night, but you returned safely!”
"Thanks to meeting Miss Murong, I was saved." Bai Feng replied.
"What! Then Miss Murong is back too? Now the dysentery is finally under control." Wu Yi's frown relaxed slightly, and then he became nervous again and said: "It's just that one wave is coming up again! Brother Zhao , I’m coming to the commander’s camp tonight, I have something important to discuss with you.”
Zhao Kuo cupped his hands and replied: "Of course. Then, see you tonight."
After the three said goodbye to Wuyi, they soon arrived at the sick camp. Zhao Kuo and Tuoba Yan each carried a bowl of medicine outside the camp before going in. There were at least eighty patients in the camp. They lay close to each other in irregular postures, just for a moment's comfort. The patients include the elderly, children, men, women, and even many soldiers. The air inside was turbid, and no matter where you stood, you could hear the painful groans of the patients, and there was an air of despair everywhere. If the thieves were informed of the situation here, the consequences could be imagined.
Zhao Kuo walked up to the head of the Zhao family, and while giving medicine, he introduced to Bai Feng: "This is my father, Zhao Wei, and over there is my sister-in-law. You can just call her little sister."
Bai Feng looked in the direction of Tuoba Yan, still looking childish. A girl wearing a white uniform embroidered with gold was lying in front of Tuoba Yan. Compared with the people around her, her hair was even more delicately styled: her hair was tied into a ring and divided equally between both sides. The big brown eyes were much weakened by illness. The girl seemed to be trying her best to refuse the medicinal soup sent by Tuoba Chen, saying: "I won't drink such a bitter medicine!"
"Miss, you can get better after taking medicine!" Tuoba Yan said sincerely.
Zhao Kuo saw that his sister was unwilling to take the medicine, so he asked Tuoba Yan to give him the medicine soup. Then, he squatted in front of the little sister and said, "Little sister, listen to my brother and drink the medicine."
"But if I die from suffering, who will take care of you, brother?" the younger sister argued.
Zhao Kuo smiled and said: "Brother doesn't need you to take care of him. If the sky falls, he will hold up. Come on, drink this medicine quickly."
Under Zhao Kuo's half-coaxing and half-coercing, Zhao Xiaomei drank a whole bowl of medicine with a grimace on her face. After a lot of trouble, Zhao Wei and Zhao Xiaomei, whose condition improved slightly, were finally able to stand up staggeringly. Zhao Kuo took the opportunity to introduce Bai Feng to the two people and said: "Dad, little sister, this is the Bai Feng I often mentioned. I can only rely on him to find you."
"Oh! So you are Bai Shaoxia. You are indeed an extraordinary young hero!" The speaker is about the same height as Zhao Kuo. He has a mustache above his lips, his eyes are as fiery as flames, and the firm lines of his lower jaw reflect his age and calmness. logo. He is Zhao Wei, the head of the Zhao family.
Bai Feng replied politely and said, "Master Zhao, thank you very much. It was Brother Zhao who moved us with his filial piety and deficit, so we are willing to follow him."
"Brother Bai, don't shirk it." Zhao Kuo smiled bitterly and said, "Little sister, I haven't met Bai Shaoxia yet."
Zhao Xiaomei hid behind Zhao Kuo and looked at Bai Feng silently, maybe because she was afraid of life. But when my brother brought it to the table, it was hard to refuse. So he stepped forward and nervously said to Bai Feng: "I have seen...Bai Shaoxia"
"Hello, little sister."
When everyone was chatting heatedly, Murong Yan rushed out from the camp gate and said, "Brother Feng, so you are here!"
"Yan'er, what's wrong?"
"It's okay, I thought you were lost!" Murong Yan said with a smile.
Zhao Xiaomei suddenly walked up to Murong Yan, pulled her sleeves, blushed slightly, and said: "Sister Murong, can you take me out for a walk? It's so boring here..."
"Of course! Sister Zhao." After saying that, the two of them went out for a walk. Before leaving, Bai Feng noticed that Zhao Xiaomei had been peeking at him, but he didn't care.
In this way, the four people in the sick camp, Zhao Kuo, Zhao Wei, Bai Feng and Tuoba Yan, talked about their adventures over the past few days while waiting for nightfall.
