With so many things hidden in her heart, she couldn't sleep well at night. The next day, He Yan woke up before the sun rose. After the morning training, she went to talk to Hong Shan.
Hong Shan said, "Yesterday, Shi Tou and I took turns guarding him for half the night, but we didn't find anything wrong."
He Yan looked at Shi Tou, and Shi Tou nodded at her.
"Nothing happened the whole night?"
"No, he slept more deeply than we did." Hong Shan looked at He Yan suspiciously. "You're thinking too much. Hu Yuanzhong is just an ordinary hunter. I don't think there's anything wrong with what he said. His family is so poor, it's quite pitiful. "
"A He Ge, what's wrong with him? Why are you so suspicious of him?" Xiao Mai asked curiously.
What's wrong? In the end, it's just a rash between the thumb and index finger and wrist. It's not a big problem. It's just that he picked the time when Xiao Jue went out, which made her feel that something was wrong.
She had been on the edge of life and death on the battlefield too many times. Sometimes, the body can make more direct judgments than the brain. One of the old generals she followed often said, "Ordinary people's intuition may be wrong, but people like us, when it comes to danger, most of the time, it's true."
She pondered for a moment and said, "Let me take a look."
Hong Shan shrugged and didn't ask any more questions.
In the evening, all the day training was over. He Yan went to Shen Muxue's room to get some medicine, and then went to find Hu Yuanzhong. Hu Yuanzhong was alone in the room, looking down at a piece of paper.
When He Yan pushed the door open, he immediately hid the paper in his arms.
"Brother Hu, what are you doing in the room alone?" He Yan pretended not to see his actions and asked with a smile.
"Nothing," Hu Yuanzhong sighed. "My leg hasn't recovered, so I can't get out of bed. I can only stay in the room. Sorry for the trouble."
"It's no trouble at all," He Yan said with a smile. "You're so badly injured, of course you need to recuperate."
She helped Hu Yuanzhong roll up his trousers and squatted down to apply medicine. Yesterday, she didn't look carefully. Today, since she came with doubts, she looked very carefully.
Both of the hunter's legs were covered with scars. The biggest one was probably caused by Shi Tou. It was so deep that the bones could be seen. It was also the most serious one.
"I heard from Miss Shen that Big Brother Hu encountered a bear when he went up the mountain." He Yan casually asked, "Are there still bears in this season?"
The bears of the White Moon Mountain were probably hibernating during the day. It was not easy for Hu Yuanzhong to bump into one.
"Yeah." Hu Yuanzhong scratched his head. "I was unlucky. I didn't find the fox but met the bear first."
He Yan shook his head. "How can you say that he's unlucky? Not everyone can escape unscathed after encountering a bear. I heard that bears don't have good eyesight, but they are very sensitive to smells. Big Brother Hu was injured and covered in blood, but the bear didn't chase after you. Big Brother Hu is already very strong. "
"Also," He Yan didn't look at Hu Yuanzhong's expression. His hands didn't stop moving as he continued, "Big Brother Hu was buried in the snow. It was also very coincidental that Miss Shen rescued him. Our Liang Province Guard recruits only go up the mountain once every three to five days. If Big Brother Hu had gone up the mountain one day later, or if he had fallen in the wrong place, I'm afraid he wouldn't be in the Liang Province Guard right now. "
Hu Yuanzhong was stunned. He nodded and said, "That's true. This is all thanks to Miss Shen."
He Yan smiled slightly. After applying the medicine, he helped Hu Yuanzhong pull down his trousers and handed over the bowl of medicine. When Hu Yuanzhong took the bowl of medicine, He Yan's gaze fell on his wrist. He had pulled his sleeves a little longer, but he could still faintly see a patch of red between his thumb and index finger.
"How long has Big Brother Hu been a hunter?"
Hu Yuanzhong drank the medicine as he said, "Seven or eight years."
"Have you always hunted on White Moon Mountain?"
She asked very quickly. Hu Yuanzhong hesitated for a moment before saying, "Yes."
"Then in the past few years, have you ever gone up White Moon Mountain on snowy days like this?"
"No, never."
"Why did you go up again this year?"
"It's really because I didn't have enough food to fill my stomach." Hu Yuanzhong drank the last mouthful of medicine and looked strangely at He Yan. "Brother He, why are you asking this?"
He Yan lowered his head and smiled. "I'm just a bit curious."
She reached out to take the empty bowl in Hu Yuanzhong's hand.
Hu Yuanzhong reached out his hand.
When He Yan's hand reached out to Hu Yuanzhong, it suddenly changed direction and chopped directly at Hu Yuanzhong's face. Hu Yuanzhong couldn't dodge in time and could only retreat to the side in panic. He Yan's hand struck his chest. The latter screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood.
However, the young man didn't stop at all. He directly reached into Hu Yuanzhong's lapel and took out a piece of paper.
"Give it back to me —" Hu Yuanzhong shouted. However, because of He Yan's slap just now, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant to the ears. Half of his body was lying on the couch and he reached out to He Yan in vain.
The movement was so loud that it alarmed the people around. The surrounding recruits heard the noise and ran in. As soon as they came in, they saw Hu Yuanzhong clutching his chest and spitting out blood. He Yan stood beside the couch with a piece of paper in his hand.
"What happened? What happened? "
Hu Yuanzhong said with difficulty, "He took my things …"
"What did you take from him?" The recruit asked.
He Yan lowered his head and looked at the yellow paper in his hand.
There was a poem written on the yellow paper, "My heart is like the water of the West River, day and night flowing east without rest."
The handwriting was beautiful. At first glance, it was obvious that it was written by a woman.
"What is this?" He Yan frowned and asked him.
Hu Yuanzhong stared at him. He was furious and didn't say anything.
"What happened?" Shen Muxue's voice came from behind. She happened to be nearby. She heard the noise and came over. What she saw was such a hostile scene.
"He Yan?" She looked at He Yan suspiciously and then looked at Hu Yuanzhong who was clutching his chest. She walked to Hu Yuanzhong's side and asked in surprise, "Why is your injury worse?" Then she saw the blood on Hu Yuanzhong's lips. "Who did this?"
Hu Yuanzhong stared at He Yan.
Shen Muxue frowned. "He Yan, what did you do?"
"I just gave him a light slap." He Yan smiled. "I probably didn't control my strength well."
"Nonsense! He is still injured. How can he take your slap? "
Hu Yuanzhong struggled to get up and reached out a hand to He Yan. His tone was still angry. "Give it back to me!"
He Yan shrugged his shoulders and returned the paper with the love poem to him.
"What is this?" A recruit asked. "What did you take from him?"
Shen Muxue also looked over. Hu Yuanzhong said sadly, "This was written by my deceased wife …"
It was actually a relic of his deceased wife.
"He Yan, why did you take someone else's relic?" A recruit couldn't stand it. "No wonder he is so angry."
"I didn't know it was a relic. I was just playing with Brother Hu." He Yan said shamefully. "Brother Hu won't be angry with me, right?"
Hu Yuanzhong looked at He Yan. He seemed to be angry but couldn't vent it. In the end, he had to endure it and said, "It's okay. Don't do this kind of thing in the future." After that, he coughed violently again. He was extremely weak.
Shen Muxue saw this scene and his expression didn't look good. He only said to He Yan, "Forget it. He Yan, there is nothing for you to do here. You can leave first. I will still be responsible for Hu Yuanzhong's medicine. In the future, you don't have to come here every day. "
It was as if He Yan was the God of Plague.
"Okay." He Yan wasn't angry and answered with a smile. He glanced at Hu Yuanzhong and turned to leave.
As soon as he stepped out of the room, the smile on his face disappeared.
Just now, she did it on purpose. When people are in danger, they will instinctively react. Just like when Ding Yi tested her in Liangzhou City to see if she was really blind. If Hu Yuanzhong wasn't as badly injured as he appeared to be, he would naturally counterattack.
But he didn't and took He Yan's palm. If it was just that, it wouldn't be a big deal. But when He Yan launched that palm, he also deliberately took note of it.
The palm that she gave Hu Yuanzhong looked fierce on the surface, but in reality, she didn't use much strength. At most, Hu Yuanzhong's flesh would hurt, but he definitely wouldn't bleed. After all, He Yan didn't want to kill anyone. If everything was just her thinking too much, wouldn't Hu Yuanzhong have suffered for nothing?
Here was the problem. He Yan was very confident in her control of strength. How could such a harmless palm make Hu Yuanzhong vomit blood? If she didn't misjudge her strength, then this person was lying.
He Yan thought that Hu Yuanzhong was lying.
As for the love poem on the paper in his arms, it was even stranger. A person who carried his deceased wife's belongings with him was naturally a person with deep feelings. A person with deep feelings, when facing a beautiful female doctor, shouldn't have other thoughts.
He Yan looked at all of this as if she was watching a lame play. Unfortunately, even if she was full of doubts, she couldn't tell anyone about this. She was afraid that if she told others that the palm just now was a fake, they would think that she was avoiding responsibility and deliberately said it lightly.
This was indeed a bit troublesome.
She walked and walked. Before long, Xiao Mai and the others followed her. When they saw her, they first let out a sigh of relief and said in a small voice, "A He Ge, they said you beat Hu Yuanzhong? Is it true? "
It had only been the time for a stick of incense to burn. How did the entire Liang Province know?
"It's true."
"You're still suspicious of him?" Hong Shan frowned and said, "If you suspect that there's something wrong with him, we'll help you keep an eye on him. Why beat him up? Do you know that right now, the entire Liang Province Guard is saying that you … saying that you …" He wanted to say something, but stopped.
He Yan asked, "What are they saying about me?"
"They're saying that A He Ge is using your strength to bully the weak, arrogant and despotic," Xiao Mai said.
He Yan was silent.
Things had become even stranger.
"A He Ge, what do we do now?" Xiao Mai looked at him worriedly. "Do you want to explain to the others?"
"There's no need," He Yan said, narrowing his eyes. Since this person had spread the rumors so quickly, he must have come for her. Explaining would be futile. Compared to explaining these meaningless rumors, she was more suspicious of Hu Yuanzhong's goal and how she could expose this person's flaws.
"You guys continue to keep an eye on him at night," He Yan said. "I'll keep watching."
Xiao Mai and Hong Shan looked at each other, not saying anything else.
Several days passed in a row. Everything was calm and peaceful.
Nothing happened in the Liang Province Guard. Xiao Mai helped He Yan keep an eye on Hu Yuanzhong every day, but she didn't find any flaws. On the other hand, Hong Shan and the others didn't sleep well at night. During training the next day, they were absent-minded with dark circles under their eyes and were scolded by Liang Ping several times.
As for He Yan, he wanted to personally see how Hu Yuanzhong was doing every day and see if he could get more information. However, Shen Muxue guarded against him like he was guarding against a thief. He strictly forbade He Yan from getting close to Hu Yuanzhong, fearing that He Yan would accidentally injure Hu Yuanzhong again while "fooling around." Thus, after a few days, He Yan couldn't even touch Hu Yuanzhong's side, much less find any flaws.
That night, He Yan walked to the training field alone. Because of his injury, He Yan changed his night training to once every three days.
Xiao Jue had been gone for more than half a month, but there was no news at all. He Yan secretly asked Cheng Lisu if there was any news from Zhangtai, but Cheng Lisu didn't know either. Originally, when Xiao Jue was here, he didn't think much of it. Now that he was gone, he felt that the Liang Province Guard couldn't do without him. Otherwise, if he revealed a little bit of this matter to Xiao Jue, with his mind, he would definitely be able to figure out what was going on. Now that she didn't even have someone to discuss this with, it was really difficult.
She walked over to the crossbow and was about to practice when she heard movement from the other end of the horse path. She looked up and saw a black shadow riding a horse toward Mount Baiyue.
It was the middle of the night, how could there be someone going up the mountain? However, the weather had been good these past few days, and the snow on the mountain had melted a little, so it was easier to travel than in the past few days. He Yan wanted to call for help, but the training field was too far away from the shared bunks where the new recruits lived. If he called for help, he wouldn't be able to catch up to this person.
Seeing that person running farther and farther away and about to disappear into the darkness of the mountain forest, He Yan didn't care about anything else. He pulled out a horse from the stable, jumped onto it, and chased after the person.
In the winter on Mount Baiyue, the soil was bitingly cold. Especially since the snow had melted, it was very easy for the horse to slip on the ground. The person in front of him didn't light a match and just moved forward under the starlight in the forest. He Yan also couldn't see clearly, so he followed and couldn't overtake the person.
He Yan also knew the terrain of Mount Baiyue very well, so he looked for small paths to take. He wanted to lead He Yan into a ditch several times. However, He Yan had been here for many years, so he remembered the path much better than other people. Previously, he had been here once to fight for the flag, and then twice to chop firewood. He had already memorized the dangerous places, so he didn't fall for it. After a few times, that person realized that He Yan didn't fall for the bait, so he turned his horse around and went in a different direction.
He Yan chased after him very closely.
She suspected that this person was Hu Yuanzhong, but why did Hu Yuanzhong go up the mountain in the middle of the night? He couldn't have taken advantage of the dead of night when there was no one around to cross the mountain ridge and go home.
One thing, if one could see too little, it would be difficult to deduce the whole picture. Since she couldn't deduce the whole picture, she didn't need to waste time. She just needed to find the source and ask clearly.
She had to catch this person today.
He Yan didn't take the small paths, so the road was much wider. He Yan urged his horse to catch up, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer. When there were only a few dozen feet between them, he jumped up and threw half of his body at the other person's horse. That person couldn't dodge in time and was forced to stop his horse, wanting to escape. He Yan pounced and fought with him.
She had come and left in a hurry, so there was only an iron cudgel left on the weapon rack. He Yan casually took it, treating it as better than fighting with his bare hands. At this moment, that person jumped up. He Yan finally saw clearly that this person's face was covered, and his entire body was wrapped up tightly, only revealing a pair of eyes. His figure was similar to Hu Yuanzhong's, but the light was dim, so it was difficult to distinguish his identity from his eyes. He stood still, holding a large saber in his hand. The blade of the saber was like a crescent moon, flashing a biting cold light in the night.
"A scimitar?" He Yan's heart beat wildly.
The Qiang soldiers loved to use scimitars because it was convenient to cut meat. Not only could it kill people, but it could also eat meat. He Yan had experienced the power of the scimitar before. She had seen a comrade hit by this scimitar, and his head fell to the ground before blood even flowed out. During the years when the Western Qiang invaded the Central Plains, Commander Ridamuji's favorite thing to do was to use the scimitar to cut off the captives' heads, string them together, and tie them to the tail of his beloved horse. Wherever he went, people were terrified.
Now that she saw this scimitar, He Yan knew that this person was from the Qiang tribe.
She frowned. "Are you really from the Qiang tribe?"
Hearing this, that person laughed strangely, and his voice was hoarse. "How did you know?"
"Cut the crap." He Yan placed the iron cudgel on the ground and stared at him coldly. "Tell me, why did you sneak into the Liang Province Guards?"
"Shhh …" That person put his index finger to his lips and said, "Be quiet, so that we won't be discovered." He saw that He Yan didn't say anything and seemed to be interested. He said again, "If you defeat me, I'll tell you."
"Insolent!" He Yan reprimanded. As soon as she finished speaking, she pounced on that person.
Although the iron cudgel was not as sharp as the scimitar, it was superior in its simplicity and toughness, making it difficult for people to get close to her. He Yan was injured earlier, and her wounds were not fully healed, so her movements were restricted. Even so, she was evenly matched with this person.
The masked person used the scimitar extremely well, so skillful that it was shocking. His attacks were also very ruthless, and every move was aimed at He Yan's heart. He Yan was forced to retreat step by step. Suddenly, she stopped in her tracks. Because she stopped in a hurry, the snow around her feet was kicked up. She looked back and saw that behind her was an abyss.
"You've been discovered?" That person laughed. "Why didn't you fall for it?"
"Because your technique is too lame." He Yan said coldly. Then, she slammed the iron cudgel on the ground and jumped forward with the help of the cudgel, landing behind the masked person. Her hands did not stop moving, and she fiercely chopped down on the masked person's head.
But the cudgel missed. The masked person dodged sideways, and the iron cudgel hit his shoulder. Even so, it was enough. He Yan practiced stone weights every day, and her strength was no longer as weak as when she first entered the Liang Province Guards. Even a man with a physique like Huang Xiong's would suffer, let alone this person.
He Yan's attack made the masked person groan in pain. He almost lost his grip on the scimitar in his hand. Even so, his right hand lost its strength, and he could not wield the scimitar for the time being.
"How is it?" He Yan sneered.
The masked person did not speak. He turned around and ran forward, intending to escape. He Yan frowned and followed closely. Her endurance and physical strength were amazing, and she ran fast enough. For a moment, the masked person could not get rid of He Yan.
As long as he caught up with this person and took off his mask, he would be able to find out his identity. Both the witness and the material evidence were gathered. If it was really Hu Yuanzhong, Shen Han should be able to interrogate him and find out what they were planning to do in the middle of the night.
Just as he was thinking, he suddenly saw the person in front of him stop. He shouted at He Yan, "I have a gift for you!" The scimitar was thrown at He Yan's heart. He Yan subconsciously caught it and held the hilt. Then, he saw another person roll out of the forest.
Under the night sky, the person who rolled out was actually wearing the red warrior robes of the Liang Province Guards.
The mountain path was a long slope. The new recruit rolled all the way down, and if he went any further down, he would be in a bottomless abyss. He Yan watched the masked person laugh mischievously and escape into the depths of the forest. He gritted his teeth and turned around to chase after the new recruit who was rolling down.
The new recruit in the warrior robes rolled faster and faster. He didn't even make a sound. He Yan's heart sank. He flew up and landed in the middle of the long slope. He caught the new recruit in his arms and the two of them rolled to the side. After a while, they finally stopped in front of a tree.
The body in his arms was still warm, but he didn't make a sound. He Yan lowered her head to look. Under the starlight, a young face was revealed.
She was stunned for a moment.
There were tens of thousands of new recruits in the Liang Province Guards. She couldn't remember the names of every single one of them. At most, she could recall those who looked familiar. She remembered this person's face. It was the cowardly Ghost King Xiao Han she met on the way down from the battle for the flag on Mount Baiyue.
A few days ago, the young man who thanked her with a red face. Now, his face was completely pale. His eyes were wide open, as if he was filled with terror before he died. His clothes were red. Nothing could be seen, but they were wet and stuck to his body. He Yan lowered her head to look at her hands. They were covered in blood. She unbuttoned the young man's clothes with trembling hands. There was a huge bloody hole in his chest. Some of his flesh had been hooked away, making it look hollow.
He had died under a machete.
No matter how many deaths she had seen, He Yan couldn't remain calm every time she faced the death of someone close to her. She closed her eyes. A wave of anger rose in her heart. She muttered in a low voice, "Bastard!"
He was still so young. He hadn't even been on the battlefield, yet he had died in the desolate night of Mount Baiyue. If He Yan hadn't followed the masked man up the mountain tonight, he would have died without a sound. The next day, his brothers in the guard station would have discovered that one of them was missing.
Missing … one of them?
Why did they drag this young man up the mountain and kill him? Was he killed because he saw something, or was there another reason?
No, no!
He Yan tightened her grip on the young man. She had fallen into a trap!
Just as she thought of this, she heard rustling sounds in front of her. Someone was shouting, "Did you see anyone? Where is he? "
Suddenly, the bushes in front of her were brushed aside. A recruit's face appeared. He was holding a torch in his hand. He happened to meet He Yan's eyes.
He didn't need to think to know how ferocious the scene was.
She was holding a machete in her hand. The machete was still stained with blood. Her hands were also stained with blood. In her hands, a recruit from Liangzhou was lying on his back. He died with his eyes open. There was a bloody hole in his chest. It was a shocking sight.
"I, I found him!" The recruit shouted in panic. He scrambled backward. "Murder! He Yan killed someone! "
People quickly arrived. He Yan raised her head and saw dozens of people, including Shen Han, Liang Ping, and the other instructors. They stared at He Yan in surprise. Du Mao shouted, "He Yan, you killed someone?"
The weapon was in her hands, and the body was at her feet. She went up the mountain in the middle of the night and acted suspiciously. No matter how they looked at it, she looked like a spy with ulterior motives.
This was the real gift from the masked man.
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