The young officer walked up to the man whose life or death was unknown.
The man's face was covered in blood, but it was still possible to see that he was very young.
The young officer smelled a very faint but indescribable odor and couldn't help but frown. He squatted down at the man's side and began to examine his injuries. He discovered that the man's body was covered in wounds, especially his right arm, which had been broken into ten-odd pieces.
Seeing such heavy injuries, his frown deepened. Looking up, he saw two clear marks on the cliff covered in crushed stone and frosted grass. It was very easy to determine that these two people had fallen from a high place.
The young officer knew that higher up on the cliff was a long ago road for transporting soldiers that led to the flourishing towns on the eastern side of Mount Han. It had been abandoned for many years, but it was still passable. Occasionally, some bandits and smugglers would take the risk. Could this person have fallen from there? To fall from such a high place, it was no wonder that he had suffered such heavy injuries. That he had not died on the spot could already be considered rather fortunate.
Receiving the clean water and tools handed over by his subordinate, the young officer began to clean the wounds of the unconscious young man and treat his injuries, ensuring that the situation was temporarily stabilized and that there would be no problems. After finishing these things, he stood up, cleaned his hands, and walked over to the little girl.
He squatted down once more and said to the girl, "Hello."
The girl said nothing. Hugging her knees, her lifeless gaze rested on the young man. Her face was pale and she seemed extremely weak.
The young officer extended his hand in front of her eyes and snapped his fingers. He continued to ask, "Who are you people?"
The girl moved back a few steps, appearing somewhat afraid.
The young officer saw the hint of shock flash through her eyes and couldn't help but think of those pitiful eyes in the Unicorn's cave many years ago.
"We've asked many questions, but this girl has never responded. It seems that if she's not mute, then she's deaf."
A subordinate pondered the question and then added, "Of course, she might have been scared silly."
"If you know that she might have been scared silly, then why do you keep asking?"
The young officer grumpily said as he got up and walked back to the camp.
At this moment, a somewhat weak but very clear voice came from behind him.
"Hungry."
The young officer turned around.
The girl stared at him in a daze.
"I want to eat meat."
Hearing this, the young officer stared blankly for a moment, then began to laugh. His fingers once more snapped in the chilly mountain wind.
"It's good that you know how to talk and know how to make requests."
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Autumn in the north was not much different from winter. Sloping Cliff Horse Farm was deep in the mountains, so the weather was relatively warm. However, after a night of northern winds, it still became cold. Fortunately, the kang beds in the camp had been heated up beforehand, so no soldiers suffered frostbite. On the contrary, quite a few of them suffered burns.
"They're all so stupid. No wonder they were driven here to raise horses."
The young officer reprimanded his subordinates, drove them out, and looked at the corner of the room.
At the end of the kang bed, it was very cold, especially at the base of the northern wall. The green bricks were not much different from ice cubes.
But the little girl refused to leave, either because the injured young man was lying on the kang, or because that place was closest to the coal stove, and the pot on the stove was continuously stewing meat, the meat gurgling in the soup.
She held a bowl and chopsticks in her hand, staring at the meat stewing on the stove. Her eyes were focused, so she looked even more lifeless.
"You know how to be afraid of heat. Looks like you're not really stupid."
The young officer looked at her and shook his head. He walked over to the kang and sat down.
With the passage of time, the little girl slightly relaxed her vigilance, but the young man was still unconscious.
He began to flip through the man's belongings, hoping to find some clues, but ultimately came up empty.
The young man had no money, no travel permits, no household registration, not even a piece of paper. He was dressed in the most ordinary of clothes, and he had no ornaments that could provide any information. He only had a string of stone beads tied to his wrist.
These stone beads seemed rather simple and crude, with nothing special about them.
Thinking of the scent he had smelled at the bottom of the cliff, the young officer lowered his body and began to earnestly sniff at the young man's neck and body. Although he could not be sure if it was the scent he had smelled earlier, he was now sure that the young man's body smelled of many medicines.
He could smell the unique scents of at least seventeen different medicines.
"So he was a medicine merchant. No wonder he would take the risk to travel through the night."
He looked at the young man and sighed, "People die for wealth, but it's a good thing."
The fires of war had already been raging for two years. Even though the provinces and the south were working together to provide support, many resources were still in short supply, especially medicinal ingredients. It was no secret that the front line armies lacked medicine. For many medicine merchants who had not obtained the Imperial Court's permission, as long as they could deliver medicinal ingredients to the front lines, they could sell them and earn enormous profits. As for the dangers they might encounter along the way and the strict laws of the Imperial Court, they simply did not consider them.
A personal guard brought in hot water and said to him, "Milord, let us handle the rest."
The young officer was prepared to agree, but when he saw the little girl by the wall, he shook his head.
The little girl held a bowl and chopsticks, her lifeless eyes filled with indifference, or perhaps numbness. Only when she looked at the meat stewing in the pot would her eyes grow a little warmer. She looked like a little beast that had suffered countless cruel tortures, evoking sympathy.
"Let me do it. Since I'm saving people, I have to save them. "
When the young officer made this decision, he had no idea that this imbecilic little girl, who could easily remind him of past events, was the Little Princess of the Demon race, and he had no idea that the unconscious young man was related to him.
He only felt that the little girl looked very pitiful. At the same time, he felt that although the young man was unconscious and had his eyes closed, for some reason, he gave off a very tranquil and refreshing feeling. In short, he was rather pleasing to the eye.
Just like this, the young man and woman who had fallen from the mountain remained at Sloping Cliff Horse Farm, receiving the attentive care of the soldiers.
The young officer had spent the most energy on this, because cooking meat and treating illness had always been important matters of the state.
After several days, the young man finally woke up.
He did not immediately open his eyes. Instead, he used five breaths of time to calm his mind, and then meditative introspection to confirm the state of his injuries.
Only after confirming the severity of his injuries did he open his eyes.
The first thing that caught his eye was the young officer.
He thought to himself, although this person has a full beard, he doesn't seem like a fiendish person. For some reason, he seems rather pleasing to the eye.
It was only after a very long time that Zhexiu, Tang Thirty-Six, Gou Hanshi, and Guan Feibai learned of the situation.
Both the people of the Orthodox Academy and the Mount Li Sword Sect fell silent for a very long time, thinking, are all of you blind?
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(In Osaka, although it's tiring, it's really quite good. If there's a chance, I should travel more. It's really good, as long as I don't fall silly like Chen Changsheng and Nanke … I've been on the road the entire time and will only be able to return home on the sixth. The updates for the next few days might be a little messy, but I will do my best. I wish you happiness every day.)
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