Chapter 2
Feng Ziyu said angrily: "Who are you! Did you open this mountain? If you let me go, I will go."

After finishing speaking, he sat down directly opposite the man.

Just as he was angry, a faint smell of smoke wafted over. Looking outside, the fire grew stronger at the animal pit, igniting the drenched grass.

It had rained for a while before. Although such a fire would not cause a large-scale wildfire, the smell of smoke could kill people.

Feng Ziyu was immediately happy, she stood up, patted the dust on her hands, and said to the man: "The smoke will come over later, if you don't leave, you will be smothered to death here."

The man's expression changed, and he gave Feng Ziyu a vague look.

Feng Ziyu suddenly trembled: "Why, you can't leave, if you want me to save you, please beg me."

Looking at his tightly pursed lips, Feng Ziyu knew that there might be a battle between heaven and man in his heart.

After all, no one wants to die so aggrieved. What's more, although this man is in a mess, he is dressed in exquisite and noble clothes. He must have an unusual status, so how can he bear to die here?

The doctor is benevolent, the nun and the man deserve death, but this man has no grievances with her, she really can't bear to see him die here.

Feng Ziyu's heart skipped a beat, and she said with a light smile, "Since you don't want to go out, I'll find someone to carry your body tomorrow."

Speaking of which, she patted herself on the head, "Oh, I forgot, I don't know your identity yet. But it doesn't matter, when the time comes, hang your body on the city wall, you look so good-looking, It is estimated that someone will come to claim it soon, you said how much will they give me for the sake of collecting your body?"

"..." The man gritted his teeth, pointed to the straw mat under him, "drag me out."

The man didn't know where he found the straw mat. From Feng Ziyu's point of view, it was crudely made. The density can only ensure that he doesn't sit directly on the ground. It's a bit daunting to use this thing to drag people out.

But now there is no other way, she gritted her teeth and grabbed one side of the straw mat.

Dragging people is a real hard work, Feng Ziyu felt that she was going to die of exhaustion, so she dragged the man out from the crack in the wall.

The straw mat was worn out, Feng Ziyu looked worried: "If your pants are worn out later..."

The man's face darkened all of a sudden, and he said sarcastically, "If you are so young, you are ruthless and merciless in killing people, and you still care about etiquette, justice, and shame?"

Feng Ziyu was so angry that she let go.The man was caught off guard. If he hadn't supported the place in front of him with his hands, he might have fallen into the mud.

He raised his head abruptly, with anger that could not be concealed in his eyes: "You!"

"What's wrong with me!" Feng Ziyu snorted coldly, "Why, I have to give money to people after they sold me? Not to mention that I saved you with good intentions. If you don't thank me, forget it, and come here with a face like a virgin. Taunt me! Anyway, you are the one who is ashamed to wear your pants, and I will drag you to the street and let the whole city come to watch your ass!"

Anger accumulated in the man's beautiful eyes, which grew so big that no one had ever talked to him like this before.But when he looked up, he froze again.

The ten-year-old girl is just showing her youth, because of anger, Feng Ziyu pouted her small mouth, and her lively eyes are even more charming, indescribably playful.

The man didn't know why, most of his anger disappeared.

He was used to seeing submissive faces and hearing flattering words, but the little girl's behavior really surprised him.

Feng Ziyu obviously felt that the man's attitude had changed, although it was strange, now was not the time to pursue it.

She has little strength, and she didn't go far after dragging for a long time. Seeing that the smoke was slowly drifting over, she was in a dilemma. With such a big burden, she might have to explain it here.

But when she asked herself, she really couldn't put a living person here and let him fend for himself.

"There is a small stream going down." The man said suddenly, "That side is leeward, so the smoke won't blow there."

"Why should I trust you? You wanted to kill me just now!"

The man frowned and looked at his legs: "What do I gain by hurting you?"

Feng Ziyu snorted coldly, did not speak, put some hay under the man's body, stretched out her hand to grab the straw mat again.

The way down was much easier for Feng Ziyu, but not so easy for the man.

There were bumps and bumps along the way, coupled with Feng Ziyu's suffocation, when he reached the stream, the man's hands were already dripping with blood.

She was a little embarrassed at once, but she still said confidently: "Won't you tell me to slow down?"

The man didn't change his face, the injury didn't seem to be on him, and he said calmly: "I said, will you slow down?"

In a word, Feng Ziyu was like a leaky ball.

She muttered, "How would I know if you don't tell me."

As she said that, she tore off a piece of the skirt, dipped it in stream water and wiped the man's wound.

Fortunately, it was just a few flesh wounds, she was flexible in her hands and feet, and quickly bandaged the man up, but looking at his legs, Feng Ziyu frowned in distress.

The wound was very frightening, the knees were stained with blood, because after a while, the wounds began to fester and inflame, if they were not treated as soon as possible, the legs would be useless.

Feng Ziyu tilted her head slightly, and saw her biting her lower lip in distress from the man's point of view, as if she was thinking about how to save his leg.

His heart couldn't help but a flash of interest flashed through his narrowed eyes.

This little girl is quite interesting, she is so calm when she meets a man in the mountains and wild places.

"someone is coming."

Feng Ziyu's voice brought back the man's thoughts, and following her gaze, two figures, one tall and one short, were vaguely seen not far away.

"Is that your man?"

Feng Ziyu looked at the man, this man was dressed richly, he was not an ordinary person at first sight.

The man hooked his lips: "Why didn't they come to look for you?"

Feng Ziyu pursed her lips, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Didn't the person who came to look for me be burned to death just now?"

The man in brocade: "..."

He took out a little thing from his body and put it near his mouth, a weird sound came out from the little thing.

The next moment, the tall man obviously paused, dragged the short man and rushed towards this side.

The two came in front of them very quickly, Feng Ziyu finally saw their appearance clearly.

The tall man was dressed in strong clothes, with a sword pinned to his waist, he should be the bodyguard of the man in brocade clothes, and next to him was an old doctor carrying a medicine box.

The old man was so exhausted from the long journey through mountains and rivers that he couldn't stop panting when he got there.

"Master, it's late." The guard knelt down, the man waved his hand, and then he stood up, looking at Feng Ziyu with vigilance: "Who is this?"

"She set the fire."

(End of this chapter)

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