Plum blossoms hit three times and hit four times

"Do you know how the living dead cannibalize people?"

Xie Chenjian and Zhao Buxiu talked about this on the way, and Zhao Buxiu, as the son of the Marquis, naturally knew something about it.It's just that he was very cold at the moment, hiding in Xie Chenjian's arms, gritted his teeth and made a sound, and said a few words awkwardly, "I heard from my father that the living dead chase after hot things, and the living have fever. And they chase the living."

"Any more?"

Zhao Buxiu shuddered and shook his head slightly.Xie Chenjian glanced down at his pale face, and the galloping horse slowed down a little, the wind was not so strong.

They are in a sparse forest, which has not been affected by the plague, but because it is outside the city, no one dares to live.Xie Chenjian drove the horse to a big tree.He got off the horse, untied the rope, and hugged Zhao Buxi. The little boy was like a ball of cotton in his arms, so light and weightless.

Zhao Buxi fell to the ground with both feet, and the soles of his feet still hurt a little. He staggered forward and was caught by Xie Chenjian.

This is the first time to rest on the ground after leaving Wuta Mountain Villa, and the tall brown horse is grazing beside it.Zhao Buxi was so cold that he kept shivering, Xie Chenjian lit the fire, and Zhao Buxi immediately got in.They gathered around a small fire, Xie Chenjian glanced at him, threw him a pot, "have a drink."

Zhao Buxiu reached out to take it, his slender fingers were like green onions, he pinched the black leather pot, unscrewed the lid and drank it in one gulp, his face flushed in the next second, and he lowered his head and coughed.He gasped for several times before he stopped coughing, raised his head and looked at Xie Chenjian with red eyes, "Is this wine?"

"Drink some wine to warm your body." Xie Chenjian took the hip flask, raised his head and took several mouthfuls.

Zhao Buxi looked at his face and asked softly: "Those living dead will eat the living, especially hearts, they like to eat hearts."

Xie Chenjian nodded, "That's true. Since you know all about it, you should also know that this trip is dangerous."

"I know." Zhao Buxi lowered his head, his face was a little red from the fire, and he whispered: "If... if you are in danger and you can't save me, don't worry about me."

Xie Chenjian paused, and looked carefully at Zhao Buxiu. He thought he was a delicate young man, but after getting along with him, he felt that he still had some backbone.He took out a strip of dried meat from his luggage, tore off half of it and threw it to Zhao Buxiu, "Eat it, you will have the strength to go to Pingnan after eating."

Zhao Buxi took the meat strip, this was the first time he ate something, and it took a lot of effort to tear off a piece with his teeth biting on it. It had no taste, he swallowed with difficulty, and managed to eat a piece.

His stomach became a little fuller, perhaps because of that sip of wine, Zhao Buxi was not so cold anymore.He was next to Xie Chenjian, and Xie Chenjian told him to rest for a while, his body that had been propped up slowly relaxed, and he fell down after a while.

Xie Chenjian looked at him as soft as a ball of cotton, with shallow rivers floating between his brows.Although he didn't want to take care of it, he couldn't stand it anymore, so he reached out and lifted him up.

Zhao Buxi let out a groan, and walked over to Xie Chenjian's hand.Xie Chenjian's eyes widened slightly, watching the sleeping young man bury his head into his arms.The swordsman, who usually had a cold face, was a little lost. He wanted to throw this man away, but he was afraid that he would freeze to death here, so he could only swallow his breath and let him bury him in his arms.