Just lie down.
It doesn't matter whether he wakes up or not.
After he calmed down, Di Ying, who had been doing farm work in the village all year round, picked up the patient and put him into the carriage.
Then he turned around and went back, pulled out the knife from the waist of a dead soldier, and covered up all the blood stains left by the patient.
Since he no longer wanted the lives of these people, he had to take care of the scene, otherwise it would be bad if they were unconscious and "taken care of" by the beasts attracted by the smell of blood.
Then he used the firelight to find some medicinal plants that the beasts didn't like, threw some into the brazier, and then spread them around the four people.
After searching out two sets of spare clothes from the small baggage they brought with them, they also took two biscuits, two fire sticks, a knife and a water bag.
After making sure that they would not encounter any more danger, Di Ying returned to the carriage and drove away.
But he didn't notice that tears were flowing out of those people's eyes.
seeped into the earth.
Di Ying drove the carriage toward the west out of the mountains.
But it was too dark and he couldn't see clearly, so he almost let the horse find its own way. In this case, he trusted the horse's instinct and alertness more.
After walking like this for about half an hour, he waved the horse to stop.
He jumped out of the car, took out a fire stick and blew it on, looked around, and then unloaded the horse.
I pulled a few handfuls of medicinal plants that could repel mosquitoes, snakes, and ants, and applied them vigorously to the horse's four legs and belly.
Finally, he patted the horse's head and signaled it to rest on its own.
He climbed into the car again, and after checking the patient's condition, he took out a few herbs from his arms, crushed half of them into the patient's mouth, and put half into his own mouth.
The dead man's attack was quite heavy. After all this torment, Di Ying felt some dull pain in the back of his head, arms, chest and abdomen.
Some even oozed blood.
Di Ying had to deal with herself again.
This time, it was the official robe that was torn. Anyway, if he wants to go from here to the capital city, he can't run around in official robes again.
After treating the wound and putting on the spare robes he had found, Di Ying leaned against the car wall and narrowed her eyes.
He did not fall asleep, but speculated on the identity of the patient.
The injuries on the patient's body were all stab wounds.
The swords of dead soldiers, guards, and soldiers are all different.
The guards' knives tend to be ordinary knives, with only one side having a health groove.
The swords of the dead soldiers are shorter and narrower, with longer blood grooves on both sides, making it easier to stab them out more silently and more deadly.
Soldiers' knives are longer, wider, and heavier than ordinary knives, which are not only convenient for fighting on horseback, but also more convenient for fighting enemies while dismounted.
The fresh knife marks on the patient's body should have been left by the kind of knives used by the guards.
And there are a few old wounds, which are the kind of knives used by soldiers.
There are many new and old injuries.
There is a heavy cocoon on the tiger's mouth, indicating that he is also a martial artist.
The legs are tight, straight and long, with light calluses on the inside of the feet. The distribution is relatively even, indicating that it often stands at attention.
Judging by the old and new scars: he came from the ranks.
Di Ying touched her chin and fell into deep thought.
Could this man be a deserter from the army? And then a certain general who commanded the army asked his own bodyguards to hunt him down?
But this man has sharp eyebrows, a broad forehead and an upright face. He is obviously a responsible and upright person. Some traces of being a soldier were also very obvious on his body.
It shows that when he was in the army, he was actually very able to endure hardships and received quite a lot of training.
Why did he become a deserter?
He was not a deserter, he was all beards and tails, so how could he break away from the army and escape here alone while being chased?
Was he performing some task alone? Being chased by the guards sent by the bad guys again?
So: Are there any more pursuers? What should you do if you encounter it?
Thinking of this, Di Ying took off the fire stick inserted in the candle holder of the carriage and blew it out. I still want to carry the patient on my back and leave here first.
But now not only his own wounds were no longer suitable for exertion, but also the patient's could no longer bear the bumps.
Just forget it.
Put away the fire breakers, close your eyes and rest your mind.
While half asleep and half awake, I could always hear various sounds coming from the mountains and forests. It's so shocking that people's hearts can't help but jump.
Every time there was an approaching, slightly louder noise, Di Ying couldn't help but tighten her grip on the handle of the knife in her hand.
He kept comforting himself in his heart: Although he didn't know how to fight and didn't know how to fight the enemy, he would fight if he could, and he wouldn't sit back and wait to die.
Fortunately, it didn't take long before fish belly white appeared on the horizon.
The horse, which had not gone far and had been lying next to the carriage, jumped up in high spirits and walked to the side to nibble on fresh weeds.
The leisurely sound of horse hoofbeats reached Di Ying's ears, making him finally feel relieved.
Nothing was done. The patient, whose complexion had somewhat recovered, was revived with an acupuncture immediately.
Peng Liang was awakened by the stabbing, and a pair of beautiful starry eyes immediately burst out with strong murderous intent.
As soon as his eyes opened, his hands wanted to touch his waist.
But he couldn't move.
He glared at the young man with Chinese-character face and flying phoenix eyes in front of him, and asked with full vigilance: "Who are you? Why did you kidnap me in the carriage? What kind of medicine did you feed me?"
Peng Liang thought that it was the man in front of him who was unable to move his whole body.
But this man really didn't look like the one who was chasing him. And when he looked at himself, his eyes seemed more serious than his own, but there was no malice.
Peng Liang's eyes rolled twice on his head and he realized that he was in the carriage. Hence this question.
"I saved you. If I hadn't taken care of the injuries all over your body, you would have died. Therefore, you are the one who should answer the question, not me.
Tell me about your origin. Don't lie. If you lie, you will die in this carriage. It just so happens that I want to climb a mountain, and I don’t want to take you as a burden. Di Ying said.
When he saw this man's eyes, he was already sure that this man was not a bad person.
So according to his speculation, this person should have carried out the mission alone, and his alertness revealed at the first moment was quite high.
Peng Liang was choked by what this young man, who was a bit fat but strangely dark, said.
Yes, now people are trading for swords and others for fish and meat, so is there any room for bargaining?
But explain the origin of your identity?
Peng Liang hesitated.
It's not that I think this young man is a bad person, but that he saved me out of kindness. My enemy is the Minister of Civil Affairs, so I don't want to implicate him anymore.
Di Ying saw the troubled look on his face, so she leaned into the car wall, hugged her belly with both hands, and pointed her fingers in pairs.
He smiled and said: "My name is Di Ying, and I am the law officer of Bingzhou Prefecture. Because I was kidnapped, I was trapped in the mountains. I don't have time to tangle with you. If you don't tell me, I will leave now, lest the thieves come looking for me. I also committed that wasted death together with you."
