What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

Qing Musi listened to the rustling sound behind his ears, and looked out of the cave expressionlessly.

"Put it on when it dries a little." His words made Murase Yuo heave a sigh of relief.

He had told himself at the very beginning that this was just a part of the dream, and Murase Yuo was just an NPC, and all he was thinking about now was how to get out of this broken place.

Falling asleep intermittently, waking up, adding firewood, it didn't know how long it was before dawn, Aoki Tsukasa touched the clothes and finally dried them, and woke up Murase Yuo who was still wearing half-wet and half-dry clothes.

She opened her eyes, but she felt that all her strength was gone. She straightened up coughing, but was touched by Aoki Tsukasa's hand on her head, her body stiffened immediately, and her cheeks were flushed.

"Still have a fever."

Aoki Division frowned a little irritably, he stood up without hesitation: "Let's go."

He didn't see any water source from this mountain, the water in the kettle is not enough for her to raise her body here before leaving, and Aoki Si has no hunting experience, if she stays here, God knows if she will be raised to death.

I can only look forward to seeing people sooner.

Aoki Secretary even thought that it would be fine even if he encountered pursuers.

At least they should have dry food and drinking water on them.

Patting the black horse's head, Aokiji helped Murase Yuo get on the horse, and continued on the mountain road.

If there is a road, it means that people will be found.

I just don't know if the distance is far or near.

I don't know how long he walked, Aoki only knew that Tamao Murase in his arms was getting weaker and weaker, and finally, when he felt that Tamao Murase couldn't hold on anymore, a wisp of cooking smoke appeared in front of his eyes.

At the foot of the mountain, the outline of a small village appeared in front of my eyes.

"Persevere, there will be a way to save you when we arrive."

Aoki Tsukasa's words just made Murase Yuo, who was half asleep and half awake, echo in a daze.

As soon as he patted the black horse's buttocks, the black horse accelerated forward, but from the sound of its panting, it probably reached its limit.

Finally arrived at the entrance of the village, two young men holding crude wooden spears looked at Aoki Division nervously, and shouted: "Who is this person, what are you doing here?"

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"Stay overnight." Aoki Si slowed down the horse's speed, stroked its mane, it let out a rhythmic bark, which startled the two young men in front of him.

"Where are you from?" The young man's expression was still very nervous.

"Holy Nation." After Aoki Si finished speaking, they looked at each other in dismay: "Holy Nation?"

"So it's people from the Holy Nation, did you win?" Their expressions suddenly filled with anticipation, and they lowered their spears.

"..." Aoki just looked at him, narrowed his eyes slightly: "Let me in."

Seeing their sallow and thin faces, even if Aoki was unarmed, he could easily rub them on the ground.

"Uh, okay, sir." Seeing Aoki Tsukasa and Murase Yuo's desolate but still imposing appearance, they finally dared not stop them and let them enter the village.

This village is really not big, as far as Aoki Si can see, there are only a dozen households, and on both sides of the street, not to mention the pharmacy that Aoki Si hopes will appear, there is not even any inn.

The movement of Aoki Si entering the village attracted the attention of many people. Among them, an old man walked out slowly from the house leaning on a cane: "My guest, is there anything you want to do in our village?"

"I need a place to live, hot water, food, and preferably some medicine." Aoki looked at them with a blank expression: "But, I don't have money."

The smile on the old man's face faltered slightly, and he immediately said enthusiastically: "If you don't have money, you have no money. In this world, we can only survive by helping each other. The first three things are easy to say, but medicine... is real in our village. No. We all go to the city to see a doctor, and the price of seeing a doctor there is very high."

Aoki opened his detection eyes and took a look at Murase Yuo, seeing her declining health, he blew on her slightly, and the recovery wind entangled her again, making her condition slightly better.

From the perspective of value, if we only rely on the wind of recovery, it is not that there is no hope of improvement.

"Then please." Aoki Tsukasa got off his horse, supported Murase Yuo who was about to fall, and let her lean on him: "Please find me a warm place first."

The old man nodded, and stretched out his hand behind him: "Let's go to the old man's room first. There is a brazier in my room, and it's quite warm."

Qing Musi nodded, and bowed slightly to him: "It may take a while, if the old man has any instructions, you can just say it, and I will try my best to help within the scope of my ability."

"You're welcome, come in quickly, this girl's condition is not very good."

The old man waved his hands again and again, sent Aoki Si in, built a brazier for him, let Murase Yuo lie down, and left the house on the pretext of preparing food.

Outside the house, a few middle-aged people had been waiting for a long time. When they saw him coming out, they whispered: "How can outsiders be allowed to live casually? And they are from the Holy Kingdom... and it seems that the Holy Kingdom has lost. If The Demon King Army has tracked us down, and we will all be killed!"

"Shhh." The old man hastily hissed, telling them to be cautious, and pulled them a little farther before he whispered: "The identity of that man is not simple, I saw the wolf teeth on his neck."

"Spike Fang?" A few middle-aged people showed blank expressions.

"And there is red paint on the spikes." After the old man finished speaking, seeing that they still didn't understand, he hit one person's calf with a cane in a rage: "Holy Nation, only warriors who have passed the test have spike pendants." , and there is only one person with red paint, and that is the Sword Master of the Holy Kingdom."

"Ah, I remembered. Indeed, I have also heard people say that the fighters of the Holy Nation, who have mace pendants and red paint, are currently the strongest fighters."

The middle-aged man showed a look of fear: "I heard that if you want to become the strongest fighter, you have to go through consecutive wheel battles with ten strong men with necklaces without losing."

"Yes, so whether they lose or win, what happens if we don't receive them?"

The old man sighed: "The knife on his waist is not a decoration."

"But..." A middle-aged man with vicissitudes of life and a beard also sighed: "This..."

"Why don't we poison it?" A man with pigtails looked fierce.

"Do you think he will be unprepared?" The old man tapped his cane heavily: "Stop talking nonsense, go and prepare food first, so as not to bring disaster to the village. As long as he is well, let him go quickly, we have never If you've entertained this man, you'll pretend you don't know anything."