I raised a husband in ancient times

Chapter 30

Dots of snowflakes fell silently on the mountains, adding vitality to this tranquil world.

The hot springs flow over the whole body, and the suitable temperature relaxes the mind. The fatigue from the journey is relieved, and the whole body feels comfortable.

The human body is not suitable for soaking in hot springs for a long time. They soaked intermittently four or five times, which was the end of their trip to the hot springs.

When Xiao Xingxing put on her clothes to cover her smooth back, Lu Yiming was disappointed but relieved at the same time.

He secretly told himself that the husband was still young and still growing, so he couldn't eat yet.

I couldn't help but look at that young face and sigh, Why is my husband only seventeen? !

Thinking of his true age, Lu Yiming was silent. After thinking about it this way, wouldn't he be an old cow eating young grass?

In the past, when he was in school, he criticized those who would look for young girls when they had money. It was shameless for them to look for girls in their early twenties when they were in their forties.

Now, the situation has changed and it has turned to him?

After getting dressed neatly, the two of them were not in a hurry to go back. Since they were in the mountains, they could make some game to eat. It had been a long time since they had grilled fish and chicken.

The grilled fish is easy to catch. There is a small pool under the nearby waterfall. The water in the pool is not deep. The stream not far from the waterfall is gentle and not deep either.

The clear water is not as turbid as in modern times and the end of the world. There are stones of different sizes deposited on the bottom of the water. Occasionally, some herring and crucian carp swim by, clearly visible in the clear water.

I carried a bow and arrow in my backpack, originally just in case, to deal with the dangerous creatures in the mountains, but now it came in handy.

He handed the backpack to Pei Xing for safekeeping, rolled up his trousers, held an arrow in his right hand, and stepped gently into the water.

The cold water covered his knees, but he had just come out of the hot spring and was so hot that he was not afraid of the coolness.

Catching fish requires enough patience. He held his breath and stared motionless. When the fish that relaxed his vigilance swam next to him, he made a decisive move.

One hit!

Pei Xing covered his mouth on the bank for fear of disturbing the fish in the stream. When he saw a fat fish stuck on his husband's arrow, he couldn't help exclaiming.

After catching three fish back and forth, he handed the fish to Pei Xing, pointed to the location at the bottom of the mountain and said: "There is a small hunting knife in the basket on my back. You can take care of it here. I will go to the mountain to see if there are any pheasants and bring one back." "

The branch of the small seedling is worn on Pei Xing's hand. If there is danger, the small seedling can protect him. If he is really unable to defeat him, he can also transmit the danger information to the main branch in time, delaying time until they arrive.

Pei Xing didn't think so. Without anyone to accompany him, he was a little scared to be alone in the deep mountains and forests.

But his husband said this, and he didn't want to drag the other party down. After silently cheering himself up, he took the fish from his husband's hand and nodded.

Before taking two steps, Lu Yiming turned back, threw the fish in the young man's hand into the basket on his back, took his wrist, and went up the mountain together.

Forget it, it's better to keep the little guy under your nose for peace of mind.

"Whoops -"

A sharp arrow steadily passed through the bushes and nailed the pheasant that was pecking ten meters away.

Lu Yiming drew back his bow and said, "The pheasants are here. Let's pick up some dry branches and prepare roasted chicken and fish."

"No wonder my husband brought these seasonings."

When he took the handkerchief before, he found that there was still something under the partition. There were some bottles and cans. Out of curiosity, I opened them and found that they were oil, salt and other items. My husband had long planned to have a picnic here.

Pei Xing, who was walking through the bushes and immersed in the delicious food, didn't pay attention to his feet. His feet were hooked by a thick branch. He stumbled forward twice. Fortunately, he held on to his husband's arm to steady himself.

"Be careful."

He picked up the chicken and when he returned along the road, he deliberately avoided the uneven place just now. He couldn't get tripped up again this time.

I can't even walk steadily, it's embarrassing.

"Husband, why is the beggar's chicken called a beggar's chicken? Is it because he is a pheasant? Or is it because..."

Just as he was talking enthusiastically, Pei Xing's voice suddenly stopped. Just now, he felt an unknown touch on his ankle. Grab something.

And, it seems, it can even move!

W-what?

The shape and strength don't look like a vine, but like a human!

A chill ran straight to his forehead, and his heart rose to his throat.

He tried hard to break free, but the thing got tighter and tighter. He was fixed in place, unable to move at all. His whole body was like a tight bow, extremely stiff.

"Husband, husband, there seems to be something on my feet."

His voice trembled violently, and his eyes kept turning in shock, but he did not dare to look down.

Lu Yiming lowered his head and looked at his fallen feet. A dirty hand mixed with mud and blood was grabbing Pei Xing's feet. The force was quite strong. When the little Xingxing struggled, there were obvious black marks on the hem of his clothes. Dirty fingerprints.

His gaze extended along his arm toward the bushes, where a man covered in stab wounds was hidden.

One bright and one dark, the other party's sharp eyes met his.

This man was of the same kind, and he probably had a lot of blood on his hands.

There was not a single good part about the opponent's body. He must have experienced a bloody battle not long ago.

However, the other party did a good job in first aid, covering the wound with styptic grass, and wrapping the upper end of the artery with a strip of cloth torn from clothing to slow down the blood loss.

Lu Yiming frowned and took his fingers away from Pei Xing's feet bit by bit.

So he was the one who tripped Xiaoxing before.

He originally thought that these two people were nearby villagers, and they would help someone who was dying.

But meeting the tall man's eyes, he thought it might not be that easy. Seeing that the other party had a tendency to refuse to save him, he said weakly: "If you save me today, I will be grateful tomorrow."

On weekdays, if This kind of person of unknown origin is lying in front of him, and he will never say a word. This is very troublesome. Can ordinary people be hunted down like this?

It's not often seen in TV dramas, where the cannon fodder saves the protagonist and is hated by the protagonist's enemies. Because he has no power and no power, the whole family is wiped out. In the end, the protagonist avenges them.

He just wanted to ask, everyone is dead, if you take revenge, will those people who died tragically be happy?

It was unrealistic, so his first thought was to eliminate this possibility from the source.

It's not a good thing to be nosy, especially since he is still a nobody now. He can find a place to hide in the deep mountains and old forests, but the Lu family can't.

However, in front of Pei Xing, he didn't want the other person to know that he was such a cold-blooded person at heart, so he asked about the person's situation first.

"Identity, name and address, cause of injury."

The man was a little dazed, as if he didn't expect the farmer in coarse cloth to think so clearly, and was quite helpless: "I, Gu Cheng, don't worry, everyone who came to kill me is dead. , take this and go find Yuelai..."

Before Gu Cheng could finish his words, he lost too much blood and fainted. It is not easy to hold on to this injury until now.

Lu Yiming grasped the last two words keenly. What did he mean by "Yue Lai", a person's name or something else?

"Husband, what should I do?"

Pei Xing had recovered from his fear. Although he couldn't bear to see this man die in front of his eyes, he was afraid that this man would bring disaster to them, so he couldn't make up his mind for a moment.

The other party had just taken out a jade pendant that was a symbol of status from his lapel. He obviously wanted to give it to Lu Yiming. It must be related to the unfinished words, but he passed out before he could say more.

"Drag the person to the hot spring first."

Pei Xing hesitated before speaking. This method of dragging the person by the arm on the ground will not cause death, right?

[Hurry, save him. ]

[Why should I save him? I finally got the superpower. ]

[What do you think of this man's clothes? ]

[It's so tattered that I can't wear it. 】

【This person's identity should be unusual. There are too few fine products in the mountain. I don't know what year and horse to find. Your upgrade is slow. The unnamed pearl just restored you to 20%. I heard that high-ranking officials and nobles like it the most. Collecting these rare treasures can be a good way to explore them. 】

【real? 】

【certainly. 】

After fooling Xiaomiao, Lu Yiming dragged the person away. Anyway, with Xiaomiao here, it would be difficult for this person to die even if he wanted to.

The fatal injuries of the comatose man were not as serious as Li Dashan's last time, but the arrow wounds on his arms and legs contained some poison. He had sucked out most of the poison in advance, but there were still residues. Now his lips are not white due to blood loss but Slightly purple poisoning.

"Is this it?"

Lu Yiming and Pei Xing knew that the types of herbal medicines were limited, but in order to fool them, the former asked the latter to pick some unknown plants near the hot spring, pound them into powder, and apply them on the wounds.

Superficial work still needs to be done, but the real treatment is still on the seedlings.

When their grilled fish and beggar's chicken were reduced to a pile of bones, the man still showed no sign of waking up.

Lu Yiming stepped forward to check the situation and found that the poison was cured and the blood from the wound stopped flowing. He didn't know why he didn't wake up.

"Is this person okay?"

"I'm so tired that I fell asleep."

"...I have such a big heart."

Doing good deeds without leaving a name?

No, this is not Lu Yiming's style.

He directly carried the person back home, spread a layer of straw in the cellar, and let the person lie on it. The door of the cellar was open to facilitate normal breathing.

Not knowing when this man would wake up, Lu Yiming ignored him for the time being.

When the two came back, they didn't see Lu's father and Lu's mother. He had just put on clean clothes in the house and came out after boiling hot water. He bumped into Lu's mother who had returned from outside the hospital.

She saw the note on the table.

I was originally wondering why the two of them went to the hot spring secretly. As soon as they came back, Pei Xing took two sets of clothes and scrubbed them in the courtyard. Mother Lu understood instantly. She smiled meaningfully at Lu Yiming who came out of the kitchen. .

Lu Yiming: What just happened?

Carrying a bucket, he approached the man who was squatting and washing clothes and asked, "What's wrong?"

The other person also looked confused and didn't know what he wanted to say.

When he couldn't think clearly, he stopped thinking. Lu Yiming motioned to him to move his hand away: "Let's get some hot water, cold water will hurt your hands."

Pei Xing's hands turned red due to the biting cold water, but Lu Yiming couldn't see it and boiled a pot of water. Warm people up.

He was doing nothing, thinking of the persimmons he had sealed before, which should be ready to eat now.

He moved the jar to the courtyard, took off the gauze that sealed the mouth of the jar, and peeled off the persimmon skin covering the surface. The persimmons covered with white frost were exposed to the air. Looking at the white persimmons with red insides, Lu Yiming was quite satisfied.

A strand of falling hair swept across his face and hung on his chest.

Pei Xing, who was playing with his clothes, came closer from the side, looked over his left shoulder, stared at the persimmons with salivation, and exclaimed: "Husband, the persimmons are really frosted! Do you need to wash the white color before eating?" "

No, this layer of white is Frost is just the condensation of the sugar inside the persimmon. It is not a dirty thing. It is okay to eat it."

No one in Wuhe Village knows how to make persimmons. Most of the persimmons in the town are shipped from neighboring towns or further away for sale. In autumn, When Pei Xing passed by a snack shop, he often saw these seasonal dried fruits, but he never bought them.

"Everything you cook is delicious!"

Seeing a certain greedy cat almost drooling, Lu Yiming picked up a hanging persimmon and gently tore it open on both sides. The flesh was plump and red, and he put the Liuxin persimmon into his mouth. Bian: "Try it."

Pei Xing wanted to reach out and take it, but her husband misplaced his fingers and took it himself.

His ears hidden in his hair quietly turned red. After a slight pause, he lowered his head to taste the crystal red and tender flesh. In a panic, his lips touched the other person's warm fingertips.

"Is it delicious?"

"It's very delicious!" It's sweeter than the ripe persimmons he's ever eaten!

Lu Yiming cut the other half of the persimmon in half again and stuffed it into his mouth. The flesh was soft and fragrant, and the outer layer was chewy. Overall, it was sweet and not greasy, so it was pretty good.

The few dried fruits in his hand were not enough for him to eat. When he saw the people next to him chewing their food carefully and looking like they were reluctant to eat more, he reached out and took two more and handed one to Pei Xing.

"It doesn't matter. You can eat another one, but don't eat too much. Persimmons are cold and eating too much is not good for your health."

The little paw took the persimmon, held it in the palm of his hand, and nodded obediently.

A gust of cold wind blew by, ruffling a strand of black hair on the other person's temple. He reached out and tucked it behind his ear: "Go inside, it's cold here."

Before the two of them could get up, a rough knock on the door interrupted them. The warm atmosphere in the hospital.

There was obvious impatience in the visitor's tone.

"Is it Lu Shun's house? Official, please open the door."

The author has something to say: Lu Yiming: My husband is still young, hey.

Pei Xing poked his finger shyly: Where are you referring to, husband?

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