As time passes by, time flows away silently...

The fragrance of flowers enters the nose, the birds sing into the ears, and the spring scenery enters the eyes. A young girl in her jasper came out of the yard next to the Zhang family. She carried a small bag and her steps were light. Her black hair was tied behind her head with a blue hairband. Her light pink cheeks were smooth and textured, and her eyebrows were like a hill, adding infinite beauty. The girl met Uncle Zhang when she went out: "Uncle Zhang, what year is this year?" "It's the 28th year of the Yuan Dynasty, and the barbarians were defeated by our Yan Kingdom." After that, Uncle Zhang carried a hoe and walked into the ground with a smile.

Twenty-eight years, I have lived here for four years without realizing it. "The barbarians are defeated..." Duan Nian murmured, "The leader seems to be the Grand Sima. This Grand Sima is not the Grand Sima I saw in "Yan Guo Ji", right?" He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Duan Nian went up the mountain along the familiar road. The mountain road that had just grown green grass was a little slippery. Duan Nian lifted the hem of her skirt and put it into her waist, revealing her legs: "It seems that there is a bamboo forest on the mountain. The bamboo shoots that just emerged must be delicious. Dig some back and let Aunt Zhang fry them." Duan Nian continued to go deep into the mountains. After walking for a while, he saw the forest. He put down his backpack, took out a small hoe, and tried to attack the bamboo shoots that had just emerged.

"Thirty, huh--" Duan Nian panted, squatted on the ground, slowly put the bamboo shoots and small hoes into his bag, and stood up, "Hey, house! How could there be a bamboo house?" He had never walked into the bamboo forest so deep. It turned out that there was a family here. Seeing the sky slowly getting darker and it was getting late, Duan Nian gave up the idea of ​​visiting, put on his backpack, and Duan Nian followed the road just now toward the forest.

After leaving the bamboo forest, the sky was dark. "Squeak" was the sound of the branches being crushed, "Squeak" another sound. What is it? Little squirrel? No, listening to the movement, it seemed like someone was there. Duan Nian walked slowly along the sound carefully. When he walked in, he saw a man in black covered by the moon leaning under the tree, tilting his head, and blood kept dripping from him. The moonlight brushed through his long hair and shone on his face. The silver mask shone brightly, covering most of his face, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

Walking to him, squatted down, looking at the man staring at her eyes, Duan Nian asked, "Who are you?" Blood dripped from his arm, "Are you injured? I'll help you see, I know some medical skills." Duan Nian carefully stretched out his hand and took off the clothes on his shoulder, "Is it hurt by a knife? It's a bit serious." Looking at the man's white skin, Duan Nian comforted, "Don't worry, I can cure it. There are newly picked white hyacinth in my bag, which can help you." Duan Nian took out white hyacinth from the bag, mashed it with a small hoe, applied it to the man's wound, and then pulled off the hem of the skirt on his body to tie it tightly.

After a while, Duan Nian said anxiously, "Don't sleep here." What should I do? It's too far down the mountain, he shouldn't be able to bear it... By the way, the house in the bamboo forest, "Hey, I saw a family in the bamboo forest just now, I'll take you there to sleep." Duan Nian stood up and saw the man on the ground motionless, he squatted down again, "You can't walk anymore, it's okay, I'll carry you, the bamboo house is not far from here." As he said that, Duan Nian put the man on his back, carrying a bag, and dragged his back to the depths of the bamboo forest. The man lay on Duan Nian's back and closed his eyes.

"Look, I'll knock on the door." He patted the door with his hand, "Is there anyone?" He knocked a few more times, but no one came to open the door. "No one..." Duan Nian whispered, "What should I do?" The man on his back was already fainted and became cruel. Duan Nian pushed open the door and walked inside to find that there was nothing but a bed and pot and bowl in the room, unlike someone living there. Duan Nian put the man on the bed, and the hand that was holding his waist was wet, "blood-" There was also injury on his waist! Then... Thinking of dragging him all the way, Duan Nian was upset, and quickly took off his belt, took off his clothes, started to apply medicine, and finally checked again. When he was sure that there was no injury in his body, Duan Nian finally let go. He leaned against the head of the bed, and Duan Nian fell asleep before he could guess the identity of the man.
Chapter completed!