Gong Xue has bandits

Chapter 111 Plague Village

There was a brazier burning in the camp, and the warmth was lingering, Wen Renjing carefully took off Ruan Xiaomei's clothes, when he saw the scar on her back, he couldn't help but gasped, feeling extremely distressed: "Why is it hurt so badly again? !"

"You're already a mother. I told you not to go to the front with others. You just didn't listen. Now that you're healed, the old wound hasn't gone away, and a new wound has been added! Did you come here with me to give you medicine every day?"

As Wen Renjing spoke, he picked out the ointment and wiped it heavily on the scarred back. Ruan Xiaomei held back the pain, and smiled with the corners of her mouth: "It's a small injury, it doesn't matter."

"Still laughing!" Wen Renjing stared, "From tomorrow on, don't mess around with me anymore, just stay here and heal my wounds, do you hear me?"

"Then how can it be done?" Ruan Xiaomei said without even thinking about it: "How can I be so delicate? Besides, I have a good time killing. Going to the Shura field, how can it be easily taken back? I can kill hundreds or thousands of wolf cubs without any problem!"

"What do you kill? Do you think you want to cut radishes? Don't say that word to me all day long. This time, no matter what, you have to stay here and recover from your injuries. If something happens to you... you think I Will you live alone?"

"Bah!" Ruan Xiaomei turned her head and covered Wen Renjing's mouth, her eyes suddenly turned red: "Those who kill a thousand knives can talk nonsense!"

She gritted her teeth and said, "I'm fine. I still have to wait for my son-in-law to come back and marry Ah Jun! Those embroidered shoes were finally finished, and my daughter hasn't even put them on yet. How could I be willing to leave? Even King Yama himself came to drag me down!"

"It's good that you know!" Wen Renjing took her hand away, and his eyes were faintly red, "If you know, you still have to fight with your life, Ah Jun has already lost one of the most important people, if something happens to you again, our father and daughter will die." Don't live anymore, you have such a stubborn temper, you won't listen to persuasion, you just want to piss me off..."

Wen Renjing hadn't finished speaking when a figure rushed into the tent and said eagerly, "Xiaomei, do you know? I just received the news..."

It was too late and then soon, Wen Renjing stretched out his hand to pick up the clothes, and suddenly covered Ruan Xiaomei's bare back, turned around and rushed in. The figure who rushed in cursed: "Lu Xingyun, you old pervert, Seizing the opportunity, I sneaked into Xiaomei's tent, did you become a turtle?! No wonder you agreed to go to the battlefield so readily, I saw that you had bad intentions early on..."

Lu Xingyun had already turned his back the moment he broke in, and at this moment, being reprimanded so unceremoniously by Wen Renjing, his face was red and white, he breathed steadily, and said: "Xiaomei, I'm not Intentionally, I, I really have something important to tell you."

Ruan Xiaomei wrapped her clothes, pulled over Wen Renjing who was still cursing, gave him a hard look, then turned to Lu Xingyun who turned his back and said: "Brother Lu, he took the wrong medicine, don't be the same He cares, what is the matter that is so anxious? Could it be that something went wrong on the front line?"

"No, it's not." Lu Xingyun clenched his palms tightly and said in a deep voice, "It's Ah Jun, Ah Jun has gone to Plague Village."

"A small soldier came back to report that they found a clue in the mass grave. Ah Jun was anxious to go to Plague Village to find someone. They couldn't stop them, so they had to go with them. But fortunately, they brought medicine with them. It will make Ah Jun infected with the plague..."

After a pause, he raised his tone and said word by word: "Luo Qiuchi, maybe he's not dead."

There is a Gaojia Village near Kuocang Valley. Due to the spread of the plague, almost all the able-bodied young people left, leaving only some old and weak women and children. It has always been called "Plague Village".

The corpse wrapped in a broken mat in the mass grave came from this plague village.

It was a little girl who was only seven or eight years old. Her body was covered with malignant sores and she died in a horrific manner. Xiangzi's expression changed after only one glance: "I'm afraid she was thrown out of the plague village!"

Wen Renjun held the pair of ceramic dolls tightly, his eyes sparkled, and a glimmer of hope instantly lit up: "Plague Village, where is Plague Village?"

She didn't want to delay for a moment, and was about to step into the Gaojia Village regardless, and the people from the broken army building followed closely, and she only asked Xiangzi to go back to the barracks to report.

Even though they had taken pills to restrain all kinds of poisons before entering the village and were mentally prepared, when they really saw the miserable situation everywhere, everyone couldn't help but feel nauseated, and their bodies were covered with goose bumps.

Wen Renjun didn't respond, he just had the pair of ceramic dolls in his arms, and he caught people and asked if a seven or eight-year-old girl died in the village a few days ago, and was thrown into a mass grave wrapped in a mat... …

After asking all the way, they actually found a clue. The little girl was carried to the mass grave by an old man from Yizhuang.

The old man has been guarding the Yizhuang for decades. He suffered from an extremely severe smallpox when he was young, and his face was completely ruined long ago, but he survived and was never infected by the plague again.

He is a good old man with a kind heart. He took in many sick people in the Yizhuang, and boiled some herbs for them to drink on weekdays.

In the years of war and chaos, everyone was too busy to take care of themselves. He was able to achieve this step, which was already remarkable.

Stepping into the cold and damp Yizhuang, exuding bursts of decaying stench, when seeing the old man in the black cloak, Wen Renjun trembled and almost burst into tears.

The old man held the ceramic doll in his hand, looked at it again and again, looked at the tears in Wen Renjun's eyes, finally let go of his guard, and sighed: "My sister Yao is miserable, she died not long after she was born. Parents, after finally growing up to be seven or eight years old, they contracted the plague again..."

"She has never seen any novelties in her life. I only made grasshoppers out of weeds for her to play with. At that time, she was dying. When she saw this ceramic doll, she didn't know how excited she was. After suffering for a lifetime, at least she was dying. , I can have a little toy to take with me on the road, that young man is so kind, not only gave this doll to Yao Meier, but also sang to her, sending her off for the last time..."

"Yaomeier said that although her parents died early and she was lonely, she had a big brother before she died. She finally died without regrets, and she will not be afraid when she goes to Huangquan Road..."

The "big brother" in the old man's mouth is the young man he rescued in the snow.

He was wearing a blood-stained military uniform. The old man guessed that he was a soldier of Daliang and rescued him. Although the plague village was extremely dangerous, if he didn’t bring him back, the young man might not be able to survive the night lying in the snow. .

The old man wanted to go to the military camp to inquire about it, but the battle was fierce outside. On the one hand, he was afraid in his heart, and on the other hand, he was indeed limited in ability and couldn't take care of himself. It would be good to be able to save people back to Yizhuang.

After the young man woke up, he mentioned his identity in a daze, but he didn't really believe it. He just thought the young man was confused and talking nonsense.

Besides, he has no way to verify it, and he is afraid that there will be troubles outside. It is too dangerous after all, so he wants to wait for the young man's injury to recover.

"If you don't come here, I really can't believe it, I actually rescued a great general!" The old man still finds it unbelievable, like a dream.

Wen Renjun's whole body was trembling and his breathing was short of breath: "Where is he? Where is he?"

The old man said: "After all, he is a military master with a special status, so I placed him in the backyard. He also had a hard life. He bled so much, but he didn't die, but..."

"But what?"

Looking at Wen Renjun's burning eyes, the old man couldn't bear it, but he still sighed: "You will know him when you see him, and I tried my best to make medicinal soup for him every day, but he still... Got the plague."

In the dark and damp black room, there was only a dilapidated small window open, and there was a glimmer of light inside, lying a lifeless figure.

"Boss, boss, here I come..." Wen Renjun was so excited that his hands trembled, and every step he took was like stepping on sea water, floating and sinking with his heartbeat.

When the body was turned over, everyone in Pojunlou gasped, and their faces suddenly changed color.

They fought in the rivers and lakes, and they have seen too many bloody and tragic scenes, but they still didn't expect that a person could be so completely unrecognizable——

No, that can no longer be called a person.

The sores grew from the head to the feet, many of which were still bleeding with foul-smelling pus, the scattered hairs were tangled together, and many knots were knotted, and Wen Renjun took a lot of effort to untie them.

When that face was completely exposed, everyone in Pojunlou couldn't bear to look at it anymore, it was beyond description with horror!
Wen Renjun, however, burst into tears and didn't feel disgusted. He stretched out his hand carefully and wiped away the stinky pus bit by bit.

Those eyes seemed to be feeling something, and slowly opened, facing Shang Wenrenjun's beautiful face full of tears, he was startled, but actually smiled hoarsely: "Again, I'm dreaming again..."

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, as if he wanted to caress Wen Renjun's cheek. The voice in his mouth seemed to have passed away, as if he had aged ten years: "Little monkey, I dreamed of you again. God still takes care of me. Can make me dream of you..."

Wen Renjun's body shook violently, and he couldn't bear it any longer, hugged the figure tightly, and wept bitterly: "No, boss, it's me, I'm here! Your little monkey is here, and I won't be here again!" separated from you..."

The unrecognizable figure trembled, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't believe it.

When Princess Ye Yang rushed into the tent, Hang Ruxue lay on the bed in despair, motionless.

"General Hang!"

Princess Ye Yang was inexplicably excited: "Listen to me, maybe, maybe there is news about General Luo!"

"What news?" Hang Ruxue bounced up almost instantly, turned her head, her pale face was like a flame.

In the plague village, the people who broke the army building sighed and sighed, and finally persuaded the weeping Wen Renjun: "Miss Fifth, don't cry, let's take General Luo back quickly! Let some of our ghost doctors give you a hand." Look at him, this plague is really frightening, and if it is too late, it may be too late!"

While talking, there was a violent commotion outside, and the sound of horseshoes hurriedly. A man who broke the military building frowned and said, "I'll go and see!"

He rushed out, and not long after, he pushed open the door, his expression changed greatly: "Quick! Go!"

Everyone looked at him in unison, he was almost at a loss, and said in a hurry: "It's Ba Yuehan, Ba Yuehan has brought the army into the plague village!"

(End of this chapter)