Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

Xiao Yan recognized him. A few days ago, he had a martial arts competition with his deputy general and the fight was evenly matched. He was the friend mentioned by the army doctor.

He raised his hand to dismiss his subordinates and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's the army doctor," Su Chengfeng said. "He found a way to treat the rash. The army has no medicine. He led his men into the mountains. He left this morning and hasn't returned yet. It looks like a rainstorm is about to start. I..."

At this time, the fat man also took over and said, "Yes, General, that's exactly what we were talking about just now."

As they were speaking, bursts of voices and neighing of horses could be heard at the camp gate.

Upon hearing the sound, Su Chengfeng ran outside, followed closely by Xiao Yan, Yang Zhounan and others.

The cavalry who had gone into the mountains to look for herbs earlier in the morning had just returned. Large bags of herbs were hung on the backs of each horse and on the soldiers themselves.

The soldiers and military doctors in the camp came forward and worked together to carry the items.

Su Chengfeng was immersed in the darkness, his brows furrowed, his eyes scanning around, but he did not see the familiar figure in the crowd as he had done before.

His heart suddenly tightened, and even his clenched palms broke out in sweat. He secretly comforted himself.

"No, I've gone through so many dangers and hardships over the past ten years. Searching for medicine in the mountains is just a common thing. It's not like that, it's not like that..."

Although he tried to convince himself in his heart, he still couldn't control the panic that arose spontaneously, as if there was a fire burning in his mind.

Su Chengfeng walked over quickly and grabbed the soldiers to take a closer look, but he still didn't see the man until the end.

There was a sudden buzzing sound in his ears and he froze in place. He stared at the dim void and muttered to himself.

"No! Impossible! He won't die so easily! No!"

Then he grabbed the collars of several soldiers in succession and questioned them with some anger.

"Where's the Army Doctor?"

"Where did he go?"

"You all are back, where did he go?"

Those soldiers either kept their heads down or said they didn't know.

So many people went into the mountains together, and they didn’t even know that a living person was missing. Who would believe it if they told them?

Su Chengfeng raised his finger and pointed at the people around him, shouting at them.

"He risked his own life to save you. Why did you abandon him? Why?"

There was a chill in his eyes, and he felt extremely sorry for his good brothers. He pointed his finger at each of them one by one and said with gritted teeth.

“What a group of people with conscience!”

The constant questioning made several soldiers drop their heads in silence, while other soldiers did not take it seriously.

"It's not that we abandoned him. The army doctor distributed the herbs he had gathered to us and then went his separate ways."

"Yes, there are many thorny bushes in the mountains, and the road is rugged and difficult to walk on. We have been looking for him for a long time, but we still can't find him."

"There are so many wounded in this camp. We can't delay just to find him. So, forgive us for being unable to help."

Each of them was good at making excuses. Su Chengfeng couldn't help but sneer, "What a helpless person."

These are the righteous army and righteous men who are several levels higher than them.

Sacrificing one person to save everyone, this kind of selfless act is really targeting the wrong target.

All Su Chengfeng knew in his life was that if no one bullied me, I would not bully others, and if someone offended me, I would retaliate.

Su Chengfeng retreated, glared at the group of cold-eyed onlookers in front of him, turned around and jumped onto the horse, shaking the reins to leave.

Before the horse had gone more than ten feet, someone on horseback caught up with it and blocked its way.

It’s Yang Zhounan!

As soon as the deputy general made a move, the surrounding soldiers immediately surrounded him with their swords and spears in hand.

Yang Zhounan drew his sword and blocked the way. He stared at Su Chengfeng with a hard look in his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Don't leave tonight."

Su Chengfeng was unarmed. He glanced around, quickly reached into his arms and threw a handful of weapons at the people closest to him.

"Ah-"

After a few screams, the weapons in the hands of those people fell to the ground, and there was a thick and short steel needle on each of their wrists.

Before everyone could react, Su Chengfeng dismounted and grabbed a halberd. Before he could make a move, Yang Zhounan jumped up from his horse, used the force of the horse's back to swoop down with his sword raised, and instantly arrived in front of Su Chengfeng.

The knife was so fast and powerful that Su Chengfeng was forced to take three steps back when he tried to block it.

The soles of his feet slid a distance the length of a palm, and the crisp grass was bulged.

Yang Zhounan's kicks frightened the horse so much that it ran wildly and rushed towards the group of soldiers, injuring several people on the spot.

Su Chengfeng growled and pushed upwards, turning the halberd and sweeping it out. Yang Zhounan jumped back a step, turned the blade and pressed it down towards Su Chengfeng's head again.

The surrounding soldiers seemed to tacitly agree with this underworld rule and had no intention of attacking in groups.

Just like the competition that day, the two men's martial arts skills were evenly matched, but in terms of strength, Yang Zhounan might have a slight advantage.

After a while, Su Chengfeng felt a little tired.

When he rushed out again with the spear in his hand, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his knee, as if he had been hit hard by something, and he suddenly knelt on the ground with one leg.

Yang Zhounan's blade was just an inch away from hitting his forehead, but fortunately he pulled it back in time, and the soldier next to him immediately raised his knife to hold him up.

Su Chengfeng glared at Yang Zhounan with disdain, "You're outnumbered and you're afraid you can't win? You're just trying to sneak in. You... are nothing special."

Yang Zhounan was choked and looked away unnaturally. He glanced at the man not far away and gave orders to the soldiers.

"Tie him up for me."

Xiao Yan rode Mo Kun and slowly walked forward, glancing down at Su Chengfeng who was tied up on the ground.

He whispered a few words to Yang Zhounan, took the torch and ordered the soldiers, "Everyone, follow me."

The deep mountains were as dark as ink, and screams of "Ah, Ah" echoed from time to time, making people's hair stand on end. Several orange-yellow spots of light swayed in the woods.

The sound of horse hooves rang out on the mountain road, and dozens of war horses galloped past, with dust rising in the light of the fire.

When the group of people and horses reached almost halfway up the mountain, there was no road. There was only a small path that was not really a road, so they had to dismount and walk up it.

Xiao Yan and the soldiers dispersed with torches, and the next moment, shouts were heard from the mountains.

"Army doctor!"

"Army doctor, where are you?"

"........."

Xiao Yan went up along the path. He didn't know how long he walked in the dark night, but he found that there was no way to go.

He climbed up a crooked tree and accidentally touched a few dents with his hand. Then he took the torch closer to take a look.

This dent was made by a knife. Xiao Yan was sure that this was the mark made by that person.

However, the terrain here is very steep, and it is quite difficult for a frail doctor like him to climb up to these places to look for medicine.

Xiao Yan pushed the tree trunk hard with his feet, suddenly jumped up, and landed on a slightly slanted flat ground.

The mountain road was difficult to walk on during the day, let alone at night. It was inevitable to fall along the way. My clothes were torn by the sharp branches, and there were several scratches on the back of my hands.

Xiao Yan shouted into the surrounding darkness: "Army doctor!"

"Where are you, Army Doctor?"

"........."

The strong wind and muffled thunder were still rumbling, and at this moment, the dark night suddenly flashed for an instant.

The silver-white lightning net was like a giant dragon claw, covering the night sky without warning, as if it wanted to grab and devour the entire world.

Followed by.

"Crack--"

Suddenly, there was a sharp thunder and lightning in the sky.

Perhaps it was the sound of thunder or shouting that awakened the drowsy person lying in the pit and he slowly opened his eyes.

Looking in the light of lightning, Lu Ziqing's hair was disheveled and covered her face, with blood oozing from the corners of her mouth and cheeks.

"Army doctor!"

A vague yet familiar voice came into his ears.

"Am I dead?"

Lu Ziqing's consciousness was a little confused, and he couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion for a moment. He only felt that the vision in front of him was sometimes bright and sometimes dark, and there was the sound of thunder and lightning in his ears from time to time.

He muttered weakly to himself, "Have I arrived in the underworld? Why aren't the legendary Bull-Headed and Horse-Faced Demons here?"

"Army doctor! Can you hear me?"

"Army doctor!"

The vague voice was still there.

"What?" Lu Ziqing said weakly, "Even the people in the underworld know me? They know I'm a military doctor, and they also know my last name. I'm not famous in the human world, so it turns out they're waiting for me in the underworld."

"Army doctor!"

When this voice sounded again, his spiritual consciousness, which seemed to be wandering in the four seas and eight wildernesses, finally caught back a wisp.

Someone's calling him? Yes, someone's calling him! He's not dead!

Relying on his weak consciousness, Lu Ziqing struggled to stand up, but before he could stand firmly, a surge of blood rushed to his head, and he suddenly felt dizzy, and his legs fell weakly towards the wall of the cave.

He hadn't eaten or drunk anything for several hours, and he was injured and cold, so he had no strength left.

He quickly adjusted his breathing and shouted at the loudest voice he thought, "I'm here, I, cough cough... I'm..."

The sound reached Xiao Yan's ears outside the cave. He turned around suddenly, and saw that everything around him was pitch black, with nothing there.

All he could hear was the rustling of branches and leaves in the strong wind, and the oil-soaked torch in his hand seemed to be about to go out. He walked slowly over, and the sound disappeared again.

At this moment, the sky, which had been filled with thunder and lightning for a long time, suddenly began to rain heavily. The noisy sound of the rain covered up all other sounds, including the shouts that he seemed to hear.