At dawn, Zhang Xing did not directly choose to leave the small mountain village. In fact, he and two other defeated soldiers stayed in this small mountain village for four consecutive days.
On the morning of the first day, three living people dug a big pit under the hill outside the village and hastily buried the three dead people outside Dumeng.
However, during this process, Zhang Xing was surprised to find that physical labor was extremely easy due to the so-called infuriating energy.
So, in the afternoon, there was no need to look at the compass at all. Zhang Xing asked the other two defeated soldiers to join him in trying to repair the thatched mud house that had a burned roof and should belong to a widow's home. It turned out that these three people really received guidance and help after working, and then easily completed the repair at noon the next day.
By this time, the villagers' vigilance was already low.
And by the evening of the second day, when the three of them took advantage of the situation to complete simple house repair work for the entire village, eggs and sliced bacon appeared in the dinner.
Obviously, this was something that the villagers had hidden before.
On the third day, the three of them continued to stay, helping the elderly and weak people in the small mountain village to drain water and replant. The rain in the previous few days, coupled with the earlier 'natural disaster', caused obvious damage to the cultivated land behind the mountain village. of damage.
It took half a day to drain the waterlogging, and another day and a half to replant miscellaneous grains. By this time, the villagers were already very enthusiastic. They began to take the initiative to talk to the three of them. They seemed not to care much about the turmoil in the previous few days, and Zhang Xing was also there. Only then did I learn that the imperial court that was fighting against the "Dongyi people" was called the Wei Dynasty.
Wei, Dengzhou, Dongyi, these specious things would have given Zhang Xing a little more time to think about in the past few days, but now that he saw the real dragon, all of them were covered with corpses and nearby, he didn't want to pay much attention to it. .
In this way, when the fourth day passed and on the morning of the fifth day, Zhang Xing had no reason to stay anymore. He asked the villagers for a wheelbarrow, put Du Meng's cold body that had been preserved with Qi into it, and then He pushed it himself and let two defeated soldiers, one exploring the road and the other holding the cart, walk directly out of the village and prepare to go to Dengzhou Shudi in the west.
But as soon as he walked out, he encountered a strange combination - three or four old men in the village, and seven or eight young and middle-aged women dressed as women stopped the three of them.
"What does this mean?" Zhang Xing looked at the villagers in front of him, confused for a moment.
The leader, the old man, was obviously still a little timid and did not dare to answer the question, while the seven or eight women simply bowed their heads and knelt down on the road.
"Brother Zhang."
A defeated soldier secretly glanced at Zhang Xing before speaking carefully. "This is what the villagers want us to stay because they see that we are simple people who can work. There are almost no young men in their village... As long as we stay, we can choose one of the seven or eight widows to be our wives. "
Zhang Xing suddenly understood, but it was a bit strange - in this world, can he get a wife just by helping to repair the house and plowing the ground?
But it seems to take it for granted.
"That's not the case." The old man at the head quickly waved his hand and explained. "The people in the village mean that as long as the three military masters are willing to stay, they can ask for two or three of them each. The handsome one can come into the house, and the one who looks disgusted can also help clean up the house! And this uncle Zhang, then I want to beg for four or five people, and the village is happy to do so! The house is occupied, the land is cultivated, and the wolf is chased away, so what hope is there?"
As soon as these words came out, although the seven or eight widows lowered their heads, it was obvious that they all turned red to the roots of their ears, and the two defeated soldiers were also a little stunned.
As for Zhang Xing, he was stunned for a moment before realizing that Uncle Zhang turned out to be him, and then he quickly waved his hand:
"No! No!"
And it was this rejection that caused seven or eight widows to raise their heads together, and then seven or eight people turned red and shed tears, and several old people also sighed.
Obviously, there is both a sense of shame of being humiliated and a sadness of being helpless to the end.
Zhang Xing realized something and quickly explained: "It's not that I look down on you sisters-in-law, it's not that I don't understand your difficulties. In fact, I promised my brother that I would let him return to his roots... so I dare not promise anything else."
At this point, Zhang Xingfu looked at the two defeated soldiers who were obviously moved: "Where are you two? There is no one at home, and my hometown is a bit far away. I am afraid of being arrested by the court. I understand that there is no harm in staying. And these few At first glance, the sisters-in-law are both kind-hearted people who can take care of the housework... In short, if I want to leave or stay, I will never be a bad person... How about that?"
The two defeated soldiers looked at each other in confusion. Finally, one of them gritted his teeth and nodded, threw down the car, and then stepped forward to hold a widow's hand. When the other man saw this, he lowered his head and stepped forward to hold the hands of two people.
Zhang Xing nodded, said nothing, pushed the wheelbarrow and walked towards the road. Two men and seven or eight women quickly got up and got out of the way.
After walking 17 or 18 steps, Zhang Xing suddenly stopped the car and looked back, and then he told the two men again under the sun: "Since you are staying, you must treat them well, and you can't bully them randomly because you think they are widows..." …I will never come to see you again in the future!”
After finishing speaking, without waiting for the two people to reply, they pushed the wheelbarrow and hit the road without looking back.
This little episode was quite emotional, but it did not delay the journey. But in the afternoon, when the sun had just turned west, Zhang Xing had clearly left the mountainous area and arrived in front of a plain... He supported the car and stood on a small slope. As far as he could see, he could only see the afternoon sky. Under the sun, the grass and trees are lush and the fields are vast. Towns, villages, rivers, and roads are clearly visible, like a chessboard. You can also vaguely see some people and vehicles traveling on the roads, and dots of farmers and peasant women are busy in the fields.
It was such an ordinary sight, but it made the traveler stand there in shock for a full quarter of an hour before he came back to his senses.
Then he took a deep breath, held the compass, and whispered a mantra in his mouth. Then he saw the compass needle bounce up, pointing to a road heading north and west under the sun.
When Zhang Xing set foot on this road, he arrived at another village before dark.
This is a plain area. Although the village still looks a bit dilapidated, its scale is different from the previous mountain village. It has hundreds of households. There are quite a few houses in it, and there is even a fenced-in area outside the settlement. There are wooden fences, and there are five or six young men patrolling at the entrance to the village carrying bows and shields.
Then, somewhat unexpectedly and somewhat naturally, Zhang Xing was stopped by the villagers.
The reason why he was unexpected was that the compass in his hand clearly pointed to this village. Zhang Xing wanted to fulfill his promise and send Du Meng home. He wanted to find a safe road, a clean place to survive the night, and some food. Hot stuff, instead of camping in the wild and chewing on the rotten buns in his arms... And although this 'golden compass' that can point out the direction in his heart is gradually becoming less popular with him, so far, it doesn't seem to be ineffective. .
As for taking it for granted, it couldn't be clearer - an outsider, young and strong, armed, and more importantly, there was a corpse braving the cold.
If you compare yourself with others, you would be blocked if you were from the village.
After a moment of stalemate, Zhang Xing did not insist and decided to find a place to sleep outside the village. But just as he was about to turn the wheelbarrow, a hurried older female voice suddenly sounded from the village ahead:
"I heard from people in the village that a soldier is here?"
"yes."
Zhang Xing's heart moved slightly, and he immediately raised his head to answer before the village guard Qingzhuang, and his words were frank. After all, in addition to Du Meng's body, there were two helmets and two eyebrow-tip knives in the car. Don't be too obvious, wait for him When he raised his head and found that the person asking the question was an old lady with gray hair, he quickly asked again. "I just escaped from the east over the mountains. What do you want to ask me?"
"Is the imperial court really defeated in the front?" The aunt glanced at Du Meng's majestic body in the car, then looked Zhang Xing up and down, and then asked seriously.
"Failed!"
"Which army are you from?"
"Midfield Army."
"Are you familiar with Chang Shuijun?"
"What's your last name?" Zhang Xing's scalp went numb.
"The surname is Liu..." The aunt was also a little nervous.
"I don't know him." Zhang Xing felt relieved.
"It's okay if you don't know her." The aunt also breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's the truth." Zhang Xingqing knew that the other party didn't mean the same thing as him, but he couldn't help but look at Du Meng's corpse and smile bitterly.
"Is this corpse a partner of your middle base army?" The young leader of the village guard who was carrying a bow suddenly interrupted. He was a tall young man with eyebrows like swords and piercing eyes. His simple clothes could not cover his tendon. Meat.
"That's right, the partners of the middle base army are in the same group." Zhang Xing was too lazy to cover up. "Because he is from Hongshan, he values returning to his roots, so before he died, he asked me to send him home..."
"Hongshan people really pay special attention to this." Someone echoed.
"Where are the Hongshan people? Who doesn't talk about falling leaves returning to their roots?" An old man lowered his head and whispered.
"Why is it cold?" Another young man was curious.
"I was so angry because I was afraid that the corpse would be damaged."
"Are you also a cultivator?" Some other young men looked at him in surprise.
"It's just superficial military skills." Zhang Xing realized something and quickly explained. "Not popular."
But what greeted him was a long period of silence, and the situation seemed to be in trouble again.
"If you are alone, you can stay at my house, sleep on my son's bed, and just have a meal!"
The aunt, who had been silent from the middle, suddenly spoke, and the second half of the words obviously changed the target, but she was talking to the young people guarding the village. "After all, you are just one person. There are dozens of young men left in our village. Erlang of the Qin family, you are also capable. You are not afraid of him... Besides, those who are willing to send their friends home are more or less observant... With this corpse, who would be afraid of this these days...let him come in!"
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding villagers talked a lot, but most of them nodded. Several young people guarding the village also looked hesitantly at the young leader with a bow who had spoken before.
The young leader who was targeted, also known as Qin Erlang, glanced at the people at the entrance of the village, thought for a moment, and nodded: "Since Aunt Liu is willing to take you in, it doesn't matter for one night, I will allow you to stay in our village." Have a rest for the night...but we must leave quickly tomorrow...I will send you there now, and I will send you out early tomorrow morning...Don't be too smart, otherwise my Qin Bao's bow will not have eyesight!"
Of course Zhang Xing had nothing to say, he could only say thank you. In this situation, if someone was willing to take him in, he already needed to be grateful.
That night, Aunt Liu was probably moved by the scene. She didn't dare to say that she treated Zhang Xing as her own son, but she was very considerate. Not only did she provide food and accommodation, she also helped Zhang Xing get a package and wash all the clothes. The boots were made of mud, which really made Zhang Xing feel a little ashamed and uneasy.
After all, he was leaving early tomorrow morning, so he couldn't go out of his way to repay this so-called favor.
The first half of the night was silent, and Zhang Xing slept peacefully.
But in the middle of the night, someone suddenly knocked on the door hurriedly.
Fortunately, he had experienced an accidental fight. Although Zhang Xing felt a chill in his heart, he still got up in embarrassment and went to touch the knife. As soon as he left the room, he saw Aunt Liu already putting on her clothes and getting up, opening the door. Someone was welcomed in.
The person who came was young and short in stature. He seemed to be one of the young men who had appeared at the entrance of the village during the day, but he was not the leader Qin Bao. After entering the door, he looked directly at Zhang Xing and said astonishingly:
"The deserter... let's go quickly! Qin Er's guy has already gone to report to the official! The official will be there as soon as he says it!"
PS: Thanks to the three new alliance leaders: Porridge Added Water, Not Zhou, He Changed the Human Empire, Qi Ye Xunbao, and Qiao Hanhan. This book is already twenty years old and I am flattered.
