Small town, in front of Tongfu Inn.
The two sisters, Lu Qing and Lu Yao, stood at the door of the inn looking uneasily.
The driver who brought the car witnessed the shocking scene and drove away because he was too scared.
"Sister, brother..."
Squeezing his whitened little hands tightly, Lu Qing shook his head: "Nothing will happen to me, he promised us."
"He will definitely come back, he will definitely..."
Not sure whether he was comforting his sister or comforting himself, Lu Qing's voice became softer and softer.
Little Lu Yao, who didn't know what to say, could only stay by his sister's side anxiously, his big, spiritual eyes filled with worry for his brother.
The two sisters just waited and waited. The number of pedestrians on the street became less and less, and the high sun began to set.
An increasingly uneasy atmosphere permeated the panicked two sisters for a long time. Lu Yao couldn't help but anxiously grabbed his sister Lu Qing's hand and said with a choked voice:
"Sister, I'm afraid..."
Wiping away the tears that fell, Lu Qing held his sister's little hand and said, "Don't be afraid, brother will be fine. He promised us, he promised us..."
As he spoke, his tears burst out like a river bursting its banks. When Xiao Luyao saw his sister crying, he finally couldn't help but cry too.
"Ooooooo, Xiaoyao misses my brother, Xiaoyao misses my brother..."
Pulling his sister's small body into his arms, Lu Qing's emotions, which he had endured for a long time, completely collapsed:
"It will come, it will come, he will not lie to us, he will not..."
Just as the two sisters stared at the entrance of the town with tears in their eyes, a scarred figure gradually appeared on the horizon with the setting sun.
"elder brother!!!"
"My brother is back!"
The sharp-eyed little Lu Yao saw the familiar figure in an instant. He immediately broke away from his sister's arms and ran towards the tired figure with his short legs.
Lu Qing also put aside his usual aloofness, spread his legs and ran closely behind his sister towards the figure in his memory.
The figure that appeared was naturally Dong Zhang who had come all the way.
Xiao Luyao came all the way to Dongzhang, tears flying in the air, and he rushed into Dongzhang's arms, holding his brother tightly and crying loudly:
"Brother, Xiaoyao misses you."
Dongzhang rubbed little Lu Yao's silky hair with his dirty hands, smiled brightly and said to the bright and cute girl with red eyes standing in front of him:
"I'm back."
Seeing Dongzhang covered in blood, Lu Qing's emotions that had just calmed down suddenly began to collapse again. Tears fell down desperately, and he choked with distress and said:
"elder brother..."
"It's out of the way."
Seeing Lu Qing who was about to cry again, Dong Zhang hurriedly waved his hands and said.
At this time, little Lu Yao finally discovered the scars on his brother's body and couldn't help crying.
Hey, what I fear most is this kind of situation.
Dongzhang scratched his head helplessly.
That night.
In the inn, Xiao Luyao watched Lu Qing bandaging Dongzhang's wound with tears in his eyes, and asked softly:
"Brother, do you feel pain?"
"No pain."
"You're lying. It's bleeding. How can it not hurt?"
"Then you still ask."
Lu Qing, who was slightly mature, was a little bit dumbfounded when he heard the conversation between these two living treasures, but he was more distressed as he wiped Dong Zhang's wound and applied medicine to bandage it.
That cautious look made Dong Zhang feel like he had a toothache, and he hesitated and said: "Qing, can you move faster?"
Lu Qing, who had never disobeyed Dongzhang, twisted his face and said seriously: "No."
Tsk, Dongzhang, who had nothing to say, could only think silently in his heart: It’s really a torture for you to be so slow. You can finish the work with just a wipe of medicine and a piece of cloth, and you can actually do the fine work of needlework.
But seeing that she persisted, I stopped talking and let her tinker with it.
In fact, the injuries on Dong Zhang's body looked horrifying, but they were only injuries to the skin and flesh, and did not damage the internal organs. He was only weak when he walked weakly.
Under Dong Zhang's constant urging, half an hour later, with Lu Qing's slightly unwilling expression, the wounds all over Dong Zhang's body were finally carefully taken care of.
Zhang Dong took a long breath and said to the two sisters who were still busy eating: "Don't mess with those things. We need to tidy up and travel all night."
Lu Qing was just surprised for a moment and then nodded. Only little Lu Yao looked confused.
Dongzhang didn't bother to explain that it was unreasonable for no one to check such a large formation at the entrance of the forest. They had already wasted a lot of time here and the three of them had to travel all night.
Then, Dongzhang held Xiao Luyao in his arms and carried Lu Qing on his back. He glanced at no one on the street, jumped down from the second floor compartment, ran into the dark alley and disappeared into the town. inside.
In the forest, Dongzhang ran with all his strength through the mountain paths. No matter how difficult the rugged path was, Dongzhang would cross it in one step and run as fast as walking on flat ground.
He held the miniscule Lu Yao in his arms and the petite Lu Qing on his back, but he didn't feel any burden. With Dong Zhang's current internal strength, the weight of these two little things is really negligible. .
While running at full power, he also passed seven or eight villages of different sizes, but Dongzhang passed by quietly without making any stops, let alone being discovered.
The sky was getting dark, and Lu Yao, who had been squinting for a while in his arms, opened his confused eyes, looked up at Dong Zhang, who looked calm, and said:
"Brother, aren't you tired? Take a rest."
Even Lu Qing, who was lying quietly on Dong Zhang's back after not sleeping all night, nodded secretly.
"Brother, you are not tired. We are ready to get home. Are you looking forward to it?"
"Well, Xiaoyao is happy."
Watching the conversation between the two people, only Lu Qing on his back remained silent for no other reason. When Dong Zhang said that he was not tired, Lu Qing knew that Dong Zhang had lied.
Dongzhang thought Lu Qing had also slept, but little did he know that Lu Qing, who had not closed his eyes the whole time, silently looked at Dongzhang's sweat flowing through his eyes. He was so distressed that he wanted to reach out and wipe it but was afraid of disturbing Dongzhang. , so confused.
I could only lie silently on his back, not daring to move, for fear of affecting him.
At this time, the sun began to rise from the horizon, around 6:30 in the morning.
A familiar village gradually appeared in front of Dongzhang's eyes. At this time, most of the villagers had already gotten up to avoid being seen by too many people.
Dong Zhang turned his eyes and saw the brightly lit blacksmith shop at the end of the village.
A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he whispered to the two sisters on his body: "We are home."
Then he quickly rushed to the door of the blacksmith shop and slipped in quickly.
At this time, the big man in the blacksmith shop was pulling the bellows whirringly. Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and he looked up.
There was a familiar young man standing at the door. His clothes were in tatters and there were two beautiful girls, one big and one small, hanging on his body, but the two little girls were not what the big man cared about.
But the scars all over the young man's body.
Putting down the two sisters Lu Qing and Lu Yao, Dongzhang took out the long sword from his waist and threw it to the big man and said with a smile:
"Uncle, someone gave me the money for the sword, but the sword is broken. You need to repair it."
The big man pulled out his long sword, and the blade that came into view was full of pits and gaps. The big man looked moved:
"Okay, okay, okay, okay, uncle will fix it for you right now."
Seeing the big man who wanted to practice his sword immediately, Dongzhang said helplessly:
"Why are you in a hurry? Lend me some clothes first..."
