From here, you can either go east to Cong County or west to Rong County.
A wanted order for him has appeared in Cong County, and the Yamen must have received the document to arrest him. Rong County had just been massacred by foreigners, and the city was in chaos. The government offices no longer existed.
With such a comparison, it is self-evident which way is safer for him.
"Haha, actually it is."
Xiaoluo is insisting on his opinion.
"no."
"Yes."
"It's really not..."
This argument, in which no one could convince anyone, lasted from day to night.
When the last ray of sunlight disappeared behind the high mountains in the west, the starlight in the sky enveloped the entire forest, like a black velvet background covered with countless shining gems.
Because they wanted to take a look at the scenery along the way, they climbed up a high mountain and set up camp by a cool pool halfway up the mountain.
There is an iron pot in the middle with a fire burning underneath. The soup in the iron pot is boiling, emitting a strong aroma.
Boiling in the soup was a cauldron of chopped pheasant meat from game they had killed on their way.
Xiaoluo held a big spoon in his hand, scooped up a little soup and tasted it. While it smells delicious, it tastes a little bland.
She carefully took the spice jar and added salt to it.
"You think I'm right? You must bring the iron pot and salt shaker. Otherwise, how could you drink such good chicken soup?"
He Ma didn't seem to hear her words and looked up at the stars motionless.
Thousands of years ago, on the mountains, trees and vines covered the sky. But this pool brings a rare open space.
Although the terrain here is high, there is no broad view. Because there were many tall trees all around, they looked like many huge, dark stone statues of gods and monsters in the firelight, surrounding the two of them in the middle.
Although there is no moon in the sky, the stars are extremely bright, like black jade inlaid with countless bright and brilliant gems, reflected in the calm pool of water.
In fact, the seemingly calm pool is connected to the cliff. A few hundred cloths away, it turns into a waterfall sloping down. The faint sound of water flowing can already be heard here.
On this night thousands of years ago, He Ma was thinking about who he was, where he came from, and where he was going. He is not a person with a complete memory.
A huge accident seven years ago caused him to lose his memory before that, so that he forgot the answers to those three questions.
It was the first God War. The gods worked together to defeat the most powerful God of Death in the world, who had established the largest empire. The god of death fell.
Death is believed to be the cause of all death in the world. Because he creates death by killing lives and uses it to extend his own life.
But the strange thing is that after the first war between gods, no living thing gained immortality. Death is still there. Some people infer that the God of Death is not dead.
Seven years ago, Xiaoluo was thirteen years old. She was impaled with a spear and her intestines came out. It was raining heavily, and she was soaked in the mud with many dead people.
He Ma pulled her out from the pile of dead people and held her on his horse. At that moment, all the injuries on her body healed instantly.
Meng Fei could easily recall the scene when he rescued Xiaoluo. But the strange thing is that there is no trace of Hema's memory before that.
"Come on, have a taste."
A bowl of steaming, fragrant chicken soup was delivered to Sui Yi. Xiaoluo scooped up a small half spoonful with a wooden spoon, and then blew it gently.
"Don't worry, it won't be hot."
Meng Fei took a bite, and the delicious taste immediately filled his mouth.
"How about it?"
"Delicious."
"are you hungry?"
"Hungry."
"Then I'll feed you."
"I will do it myself."
The two struggled for a whole day in the rough and difficult jungle, and once they started moving, they couldn't stop it anymore. After a while, all that was left in the pot was a pile of broken bones.
It was very cold at night, but there were a lot of mosquitoes. There were also many strange insects rushing toward the fire, flying into the flames without hesitation until they turned into a pile of charcoal.
A small drop of mosquito repellent incense stirred up, and Meng Fei smelled the lavender-like fragrance in the room again.
"You even brought mosquito coils?"
"Of course. Don't you know how poisonous mosquitoes are in the wild?"
Xiaoluo showed a proud look like "I have thought of it a long time ago" and sat next to him obediently, leaning against him and looking up at the stars with him.
"Why do we have to run around? Isn't it good to live in one place?"
No one desires a peaceful life more than Xiao Luo, who crawled out from the dead in the first divine war.
But she followed He Ma for seven years. She moved to countless places during these seven years, running around all the time.
"Who told me to be a bad person and be hunted all day long?"
Meng Fei thought for a moment and found an excuse. But he knew very well what He Ma was thinking a thousand years ago.
It was not difficult for Hema to find a place to hide and escape pursuit. He goes from one place to another in search of his lost memories.
"Nonsense."
Xiaoluo moved closer to him.
"Our Hema is the best person in the world."
"..."
"You have cured more patients than all the doctors combined."
"You can't say that."
Meng Fei decided to tell the truth for He Ma.
"Because I like to have fun and need a lot of money, so I treat people."
In fact, the same goes for writing books.
"What's the matter? That's the money you should get."
Xiaoluo's eyes reflected the starlight and looked particularly bright.
"this……"
Meng Fei decided to educate this innocent girl from the perspective of origin.
"My crime is greater than any murderer.
"Because I am doing bad things by treating people, not doing good things. Because..."
"You're talking nonsense again."
Xiaoluo acted like your theories are here again, but I don’t study well, so don’t lie to me all the time.
"Because I don't search for the cause, test drugs, and prescribe the right medicine to treat the disease. I use the method of 'stealing' negative entropy to treat the disease."
Meng Fei used words from a thousand years later.
"Negentropy?"
Xiaoluo was confused.
A thousand years later, Xiao Han had studied with Lao Li in the supernatural department for so long, and might be more proficient in this area of knowledge than he was.
"Negentropy is order. The order in this world must be created by mortals.
"For example, doctors treat people, farmers farm, and craftsmen build utensils. That is the production of negative entropy."
"But as for me, I didn't create any negative entropy when I treated people. I stole negative entropy directly from this world to treat people."
"What does that matter?"
Xiaoluo looked down at the black crystal water reflecting the sky and trees.
"I don't care whether you produce or steal. As long as you can cure patients, you are a good person!"
"This is different."
Meng Fei told her the cruel truth.
"Because I steal negentropy, I create more chaos. Let's put it this way, for every person I heal, maybe three are going to die."
