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Chapter 83 Wooden House
The higher you go, the more lush and verdant the vegetation on the mountain becomes, as if a green velvet carpet covers the entire mountain, and the trees are tall and straight, reaching into the sky.
The originally narrow path in the forest has long been covered by wildly growing weeds, making it difficult to distinguish its tracks.
Song Yan took out a hatchet, cut off a branch, and swung the branch as he walked, beating the weeds on the roadside.
There is a saying that goes "stirring up the grass scares the snake". As the weather gets warmer, hibernating snakes come out. I encountered one near my home before, but fortunately it was not poisonous.
After I get back, I have to ask Shu Changyu if he has any snake repellent.
There are many children in my family. If one of them is bitten by a snake, it would be fine if it is not poisonous. But if it is poisonous, I am afraid they will not survive to see a doctor.
I was thinking about something and didn't pay attention to the road ahead.
Suddenly, he bumped into Shu Changyu. The man looked thin, but his back was stiff. The collision made his nose suddenly sore and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.
He quickly covered his nose and said in a humming voice: "Why don't you leave?"
"Wait." Shu Changyu said, pulling out a dagger from behind.
Song Yan thought there was a wild beast, so she quickly leaned over to look. It turned out that the road ahead was blocked by overgrown branches and thorns.
Shu Changyu held the short knife and with a few "swishes" he chopped off all the branches that were blocking the way.
He put away the knife: "Let's go."
The short sword could cut hair, but Song Yan liked his soft sword more, so he unconsciously said what was in his mind: "Why don't you use Jiushao?"
After saying this, he felt like he was in trouble.
As expected, Shu Changyu turned around with an ambiguous look on his face: "How do you know it's called Jiushao?"
Seeing his hand touching his waist, it seemed like a warning, but also a threat, as if if I didn't answer well, I would be beheaded.
Help, why is he talking nonsense again?
His mind raced, wondering how to make up for what he had said.
When he saw Shu Changyu's eyes gradually turning blood red, he had a bad feeling.
No, maybe he was in the wrong book? Why is the heroine a little crazy?
Seeing that his life was in danger, he hurriedly said, "Lin Yifeng said so."
Shu Changyu said slowly: "Lin Yifeng?"
Song Yan nodded heavily and said affirmatively: "Yes, that's what he said!"
I said silently in my heart, I'm sorry, brother, please save my life first.
Seeing the hostility in Song Yan's eyes fade away, he continued, "I ran into him in the bookstore a few days ago. He knew we knew each other, so he pulled me aside to chat for a few words and even enthusiastically gave me some books."
Shu Changyu was skeptical: "I'll trust you for once. If I find out you're lying..."
From his tone, he knew that he had escaped this disaster. Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief and went back to find Lin Yifeng to coordinate his testimony.
He was a person who had read the novel and had the leverage over Lin Yifeng, so he was not afraid that he would not agree.
After walking a little further, Shu Changyu said, "We're here."
Where are you?
At this moment, he suddenly heard the pleasant sound of flowing water. Looking where the sound was coming from, he saw gurgling spring water flowing out from the cracks in the rocks, gathering into a small stream and flowing into the pool.
Shu Changyu walked to the pool, squatted down and washed his hands.
Song Yan looked around and found some animal footprints nearby. These footprints looked very small, so it was estimated that there were no wild animals in this area.
Only then did he feel relieved and turned his gaze to Shu Changyu.
I saw that he had just washed his face, and crystal clear water droplets slowly rolled down his chin and dripped onto the grass.
He tilted his head slightly, and his outline became clearer under the light. From his forehead, brow bone to nose bridge, the lines rose and fell like mountain peaks, outlining a flawless and beautiful silhouette.
Song Yan took a sneak peek and thought to herself, she's so pretty, but it's a pity she has such a bad temper.
After taking a rest by the water pond, we continued our journey along the rugged mountain road and found a small wooden house in the forest.
Song Yan was surprised and asked, "Is there anyone still living here?"
Shu Changyu said: "It is a place for hunters who go into the mountains to hunt to rest."
Song Yan thought that his father was also a hunter, and perhaps he had been here before.
"Can I go in and take a look?" he asked.
Shu Changyu nodded: "Okay."
Because no one has been here for a long time, moss has climbed up the steps, like a soft green carpet, quietly spread out.
Song Yan walked very carefully, fearing that she would slip and fall.
Gently pushing open the door of the wooden house, the smell of rotten wood and mildew hit me in the face. Looking inside, it was empty except for a bed and traces of a burnt fire on the ground.
The ground was covered with dust. He walked in, leaving footprints on the ground. When he reached the bed, he found a broken bow at the foot of the bed.
He picked up the bow and wrote the word "Song" crookedly on it.
His heart tightened slightly. Even though he was almost certain who the owner of the bow was, he still asked, "Is there a hunter named Song in your village?"
Shu Changyu said: "No."
Song Yan carefully put the bow into the backpack.
After all, it is a relic left by Song's father, so it would be nice to take it back as a souvenir.
Apart from the broken bow, nothing else was found in the house.
"let's go."
Song Yan walked out of the wooden house and looked back into the house.
A tall figure suddenly appeared in my mind, sitting in front of a fire and warming himself.
The flickering firelight illuminated the corners of his tattered clothes, which were stained with blood, and his shoulders were covered with shocking scratches.
At this moment, the man was concentrating on applying herbal medicine to the wounds on his body. His movements were skillful, and it seemed that he was already accustomed to this.
The orange-red flames kept jumping, making his cheeks red.
In early March, the northern frontier was covered with heavy snow and thousands of miles of ice.
The tattered tent was leaking everywhere. The man sat in front of the fire. With his slightly trembling right hand, he picked up a wooden stick and fiddled with the campfire, making the fire burn more vigorously.
His clothes were stained with dirt and blood. In the light of the fire, his pale face was clearly visible, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.
At this time, a man opened the door curtain and walked in with a cane: "Yuanshan, is your injury okay?"
Song Yuanshan replied: "No problem."
If his face wasn't so pale, this might be more convincing.
The man cursed in a low voice: "It's all because of those damn Huns."
Song Yuanshan interrupted him: "Be careful with your words and actions."
The man said, "Don't worry, I checked when I came here, and there was no one around."
Before they reached the royal court, they encountered a pack of wolves on the grassland.
The wolves on the grassland are ferocious and cunning, especially after a winter of hunger, they become even more vicious.
The Hun soldiers were so frightened that they fled, leaving their slaves to feed the wolves.
How could they fight against the wolves when they were unarmed?
When the Huns came back to look for them, all the slaves had been killed or injured, leaving only a few of them.
The flames jumped on the firewood, making crackling sounds.
The air around me became warm from the heat of the flames, but my heart remained cold.
At this moment, Song Yuanshan thought of his family who were thousands of miles away, and wondered how they were doing.
The man then asked, "We will be at the royal court soon, what are your plans?"
Song Yuanshan whispered, "He's just a lowly slave, what else can he do?"
"I plan to join the Third Prince, what about you?" the man whispered.
This time, it was thanks to the third prince who passed by and came back with cavalry to rescue them, otherwise they would have been eaten by wolves.
The man obviously wanted him to join the Third Prince.
Song Yuanshan did not agree immediately, but said: "Let me think about it."
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