Song Yuanhuanzhi

After a while, the man with the scar was beaten to the ground.

The two were back to back and tied together with a rope by Yan Liu and Ah Di.

The man with the scar is obviously a person who understands current affairs. He changed his previous fierce appearance and begged for mercy, "It's a small one who has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai. It's our fault for bothering you so much. Please let us go, my lords." ?”

Song Huan and the other three were not good at interrogation, so they naturally left it to Fu Yuanzhi.

Fu Yuanzhi didn't need much skill either. The two of them only had bodies but no brains. Fu Yuanzhi was just a head, and the man with the scar would tell the whole story. Of course, there was a lot of flattery in it.

There is a bandit den on the top of this mountain, named Qingfengzhai.

The two of them are members.

As for why they appeared here, it was only because they saw firewood smoke rising in this direction during patrolling, so they came to inquire about the situation.

The two looked at each other secretly for a while, guessing that they were not people from the Jianghu, but just ordinary scholars and "servants" who waited on them.

Don't grab the white sheep that are delivered to your door.

Even if there is not much money, the mule and the carriage can be sold for dozens of taels!
When Song Huan heard that there was a bandit den on the top of the mountain, he felt bad.

Now no matter how heavy the rain is, they have to leave quickly. It's okay if they don't know, but where can they stay if they know?

I was lucky today, I just ran into two people, if there are many people...

Song Huan didn't continue to think about it, the result was not good anyway.

The three of Fu Yuanzhi also thought so.

Fortunately, brother mule didn't make a fuss this time, and when the carriage was set up, everyone packed up their things and was ready to leave.

The man with the scar who was ignored, "!!!!"

What do you mean?
When the man with the scar saw that the last Song Huan was also stepping forward to set off, he couldn't help but shouted loudly, "Hey, heroine! You, did you forget to untie us?"

Begging means a lot.

Song Huan looked at them, as if he had heard some joke, "Let you go? You go back and grab a group of brothers to catch up, how can we go?"

If you are not tender (killed) to death, it is already a great kindness.

If it hadn't been for the fact that Brother Adi saw this kind of scene for the first time, she would have done it a long time ago if he was afraid that killing someone would make him unbearable.

Now it was just tied for a while, and when his companions in the village found him, they also walked away.

Tying them up is just to buy more time.

The man with the scar, "...!"

Although he thought so in his heart, you don't have to guess so accurately.

The two of them are gone, how long will it take for the brothers to find them?

The man with the scar struggled and shouted, "No, it won't! Everyone is from the Jianghu, how could it be so unethical, right?!"

Song Huan snorted, "If you were me, would you believe me?"

idiot!

The man with the scar, "..."

This woman, if she can't beat her, let's see if he doesn't chop her up and feed her to the wild dogs!

The scarred man gritted his teeth looking at the distant car shadow, the resentment in his eyes seemed to be solidified.

He put his eyes on the wound that brother helped to bandage the bearded man just now, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The world is not uniform, and there are all kinds of people.

You will never know what a person thinks, and you will never know that maybe it is just an ordinary right or wrong question, but it will make the other person suddenly hate you to the bone.

Song Huan didn't know anything about the horrible scene that happened later, if she found out, she would definitely turn back secretly and kill him to avoid future troubles.

The rain was getting heavier, and they had to leave here quickly and find another place to settle down.

In order to lighten the burden on the mule brother, only Fu Yuanzhi was left in the car to drive it, and the other three walked in coir raincoats.

The roads of this era, even the official roads, are bumpy and bumpy.

The soil soaked by the rain was soft with a thin layer of flowing mud, stepping on it, slipping and leaving footprints, it was extremely muddy.

This kind of road is difficult for people to walk, not to mention mule carts. If the wheels get stuck in potholes and mud, four people have to help push the cart.

Simply because Song Huan has great strength, otherwise it would take a lot of effort.

I don't know how long it took, brother mule's physical strength is almost exhausted.

The rain is still as heavy as before, and there is no tendency to decrease in the slightest.

The sky was already dark, but now the brightness is as bright as when you wake up in the morning.

But this person has no way to go to the village or back to the store, no matter what, he has to drag brother mule to find a better place to rest.

Brother Mule had no choice but to continue on his way due to Song Huan's "lustful" coercion. Just when everyone was getting discouraged, a wooden house appeared in the distance.

Brother excitedly said, "Sister! There is someone in front!"

Brother Mule's ears trembled, as if he knew that he would be able to rest later, so he cheered up and went on his way.

It took about a quarter of an hour, and everyone finally arrived at the place.

Here is a village, the sky is dark, the scene is indistinct in the rain, and it is not very clear.

Song Huan found the nearest house and knocked on the door, but just after knocking, a gust of wind blew, and the door slammed down.

Song Huan, "..."

She doesn't have that much strength, does she?
Without the barrier of the door, Song Huan shouted loudly into the room, but no one responded after a long time.

Song Huan had no choice but to take out the fire folder, and when the fire was lit, she could see the situation in the room clearly.

There was a thick layer of dust on the table, and there were spider webs blowing in the wind.

It was like an empty house that had been unoccupied for a long time.

The rain was too heavy, Song Huan let everyone in without thinking too much.

The main thing now is to find a place to rest.

Let's talk about the rest after rest.

When the fire was raised, everyone also saw clearly the structural layout of the house.

In the middle of the main room there is a table with four sticks, and there are some piles of dry firewood in the corner.

Fortunately, there are these dry firewood, otherwise Song Huan would have to tear down the tables and chairs.

The room is full of cobwebs, the left side of the main room is slightly lower, and the ground is already wet with a thin layer of water.

The room on the right side of the main room has accumulated about a knuckle of water, and the roof of the room on the left has been half-opened. If it is not blocked by the threshold, the water will spread to the main room.

Fortunately, the dry place in the main room is barely enough for everyone to spend the night.

Yan Liu came back from mowing some grass for brother mule, and found a broken bowl in the corner. He washed it with rainwater outside the house, and directly took the rainwater for brother mule to drink.

There is no well outside this house, so Fu Yuanzhi can only catch the rainwater to wash rice and cook porridge.

Song Huan turned out the ginger, and everyone still had to drink some ginger water to dispel the cold.

If you have a cold and get sick, it will be even worse.

As for eating ginger and arsenic at night, it can only be said to be an exaggeration.

At night, the yang energy begins to converge, and the yin energy begins to rise, so ginger that spreads out is prone to dryness and heat, and can't sleep, which affects rest.

This is not life-threatening, but it is not suitable for eating ginger at night.

Of course, people with yin deficiency and fire excess should pay attention not to eat it at night.

Ginger water and porridge have been boiled. In fact, ginger can be cooked together with porridge, but they have to boil water to drink anyway, so put ginger in both porridge and water.

After the food was cooked, Song Huan wiped the table with a rag, pulled it to a place near the fire, and said to the three men, "Change your clothes first, so as not to catch cold and throw the wet clothes on the table. "

Adi responded, and went directly to the carriage to find out the clothes.

They went directly to the leaky room on the right, closed the door, and changed their clothes by the faint firelight penetrating into the room.

Song Huan was the last to change.

Luckily I had two extra sets of clothes on hand, otherwise I would have to stay up late in wet clothes by now.

Even with coir raincoats, the rain is too heavy to withstand, and the clothes will still be wet, and you will sweat after driving all the time.

Before the porridge was cooked, the four of them went to the door and eaves to take advantage of the rain, rub and wash the muddy clothes and shoes in their hands.

The muddy clothes, shoes and socks are not easy to wash when they are dry, and no matter how hard you try to wash them, there will be a little yellow mark. Everyone is still reluctant to waste good clothes, shoes and socks like this, so take advantage of the mud. , still have to wash it first.

In the end, everyone sent the washed clothes to Song Huan in turn. There was no way, she was the strongest, and now she was a humanoid dryer.

After eating, bake it overnight, and it will be ready in the morning.

After finishing all this work, everyone sat down around the fire to rest, including the little bird that my brother rescued during the day, and brother mule was already sleeping soundly in the corner.

This little bird was held in my arms by brother when I was on the road today. Although it was warm in my arms, after a day of tossing, it seemed to be in good spirits now, much better than when I first found it.

I saw it nestled in the place that Adi had specially picked up for him, warming up by the fire while keeping its head tucked in its wings.

Maybe it's too cold?

Or do you feel insecure?
In short, it is its luck to meet brother and survive.

Thank you Comrade Luowei Jinxiu for your reward and support, I will work hard!Comparing my heart, (^^)