"… "
In response to her, there was a long silence.
Although Xie Wei's face was pale, he was leaning against the dark rock, but his body was slightly tensed. His condensed posture was like a beast ready to go, and his sharp eyes were almost like a sword falling towards her.
Jiang Xuening didn't take it seriously.
She waited for a long time and saw that although Xie Wei's face was extremely ugly, he slowly clenched the bow and arrow in the other hand, and did not really intend to do anything.
So "snort".
Forgive him for not being able to do such things, and I don't bother to care about him anymore, so I walked straight to the forest beside the stream, leaving only the words: "I'll find something to eat."
Strange things happen.
In the last life, she had nowhere to go, so she made a special trip to take the soup at night and recommended herself a pillow seat to the grand master who was sitting high in the hall. As a result, people smiled at her like smoke and dust, and asked her to "respect yourself"; in this life, she has self-knowledge, This dazzling sage avoided like a snake and scorpion, but she didn't expect people to be inexplicably haunted, and it was her turn to sneer.
Jiang Xuening had an idea in his heart—
What a fucking shit!
In this vast wilderness, although there are few people, it is not that there is no food.
When she was young on the Grange, she liked to play around.
What can be eaten and what can't be eaten, I have some ideas in my heart.
I followed the stream up, but I didn't dare to go too deep. I only searched on the edge of the mountain forest. I was lucky. I found a few berries that I could eat and pick up on my tiptoes.
She took a bite and took the rest in her arms.
Although this trip was not long, it was not short. When I came back, I saw a hare that had been peeled and dirty on the rock. There was a faint smell of blood by the mountain stream below. Xie Wei’s bow and arrow were released. On the side, the blood on an arrow was not dry, apparently it was pulled from the hapless hare not long ago. And he himself was sitting casually by the newly lit fire, holding a short knife in his hand, and was leisurely cutting off the branches and leaves growing on a tough bamboo joint.
That short knife...
Jiang Xuening had never met along the way.
But she had seen and even used it a long time ago.
She walked over and put down the berries in her arms. She glanced at the skinned rabbit, frowned secretly, but didn't say anything. She just sat by the fire and picked up the berries she had eaten before. , said: "Sir, this knife has not been changed for several years."
Xie Wei didn't say a word, cut the bamboo, then took the hare and put it on.
Jiang Xuening looked away: "Aren't you more comfortable being a cook than tossing around in the courtroom?"
Xie Wei glanced at her, but still didn't answer.
Jiang Xuening stopped talking.
The sky was already bright now, and the two of them escaped all night, exhausted and hungry, they just sat silently by the fire, watching the rabbit that was gradually licked by the flames.
Everything seemed quiet.
As if the turbulent undercurrent and tit for tat not long ago had never happened at all.
They all know—
In the wild mountains and mountains, people are like wild animals.
Here, there is neither the second girl Jiang nor the young teacher Xie Wei, no one is nobler than the other in the face of life and death, and no one has to be afraid of anyone. Even if there are thousands of troops in hand, the Jinshan Yinhaidui family is now only a single person, a living person. Even those hatreds, hatreds, loves, and resentments are like the mist in this morning, and they are misty and scattered to the horizon.
When he took over a rabbit leg that Xie Wei broke and handed over, Jiang Xuening was polite and thanked.
There is no oil, salt, sauce and vinegar in the barren mountains and wild ridges.
But Xie Wei, this rabbit is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The scent of pine wood goes up.
She almost ate her finger.
Although it is indeed difficult to compare with the seasoning, it can be regarded as the best taste in the world at this time and here, under this situation.
Over the years, Xie Wei has been regarded as an important official in the dynasty. As the saying goes, a gentleman is far away from cooking, but this person's craftsmanship has not declined
After Jiang Xuening was half full, he couldn't help but glance at him.
Xie Wei stepped on the fire early, and swept it into the stream together with the traces of the fire. He stood up indifferently and said, "Let's go when you're done eating."
Jiang Xuening watched him tie the short knife back to his wrist, picked up the bow and arrow, wiped it clean and put it back in the quiver along with the arrow that hit the hare before.
It's just that the blood holes on the index finger knuckles are still a little conspicuous.
She was really afraid that this person would die on the road.
So he said, "Is your wound really okay?"
Xie Wei said: "If you didn't cause trouble, it's time to heal now."
Jiang Xuening: "..."
She was really choked, and smiled: "I thought Mr. was fainted by poison."
Xie Wei looked back: "Just sit down and rest."
After speaking, he continued: "If you can distinguish what is fainting and what is rest, maybe that little three-legged cat's medical skills can save a few people from harm."
Well, it was all her fault.
For some reason, Jiang Xuening looked at his tepid appearance and was very irritable. After holding it for a while, he suppressed the urge to lift a bar with him, picked up the unfinished three or two berries on the ground, and followed him forward.
The two crossed the mountain stream and entered the forest on the other side.
The day on the road is really boring.
As the old saying goes, "Wangshan can run a dead horse". Xie Wei previously said that after walking through this mountain, it would be good to arrive at Jinan House. But this piece of mountains is not very far away when you look at it, but when you walk, you can't see your head for three or five days.
Although Jiang Xuening didn't have a spoiled temper at this time, her body couldn't endure hardship very much.
By the third day, the blisters had been rubbed under the feet.
Even if she doesn't want to drag people down, it's hard to walk fast.
On this day, they are going to cross the ridge of a mountain.
The mountains are quite steep.
After she took a few steps up, she was in cold sweat, and her feet were weak. If Xie Wei had not pulled her by the side, I was afraid that she would have fallen.
Jiang Xuening couldn't help but smile bitterly, looked up at the sky, concealed deep worries, and said to Xie Wei: "The border is waiting for you to go over and take charge of the overall situation. Her Royal Highness is in danger. I'm just a waste, this road is difficult, you bring I'm afraid it will make things worse. Why don't you leave me here and go to Jinan mansion first, I'll be in the mountains and don't wander around, just send someone to find me after you take care of things."
Xie Wei didn't say a word, just tugged at the hem of his clothes.
"His" sounded.
He actually tore off a piece of the snow-white robe that had been stained with a bit of filth, tied it directly to Jiang Xuening's hand, and then tied the other end tightly to his wrist, his face sinking like water, and said, "Go."
Jiang Xuening felt that this person was sick.
Obviously what she suggested was the best way.
But Xie Wei didn't even think about it, he didn't pay attention to what she meant, he grabbed her hand and walked forward with her.
However, what they were most afraid of happened-
The moment they struggled to stand on the ridge, the north wind roared towards them!
To the north, the sky is full of red clouds.
Climbing high and looking into the distance, it is clear that there should be a wide open world, but at this moment, Jiang Xuening felt a kind of suffocation and heaviness like the pressure of an army.
She looked at Xie Wei.
Xie Wei stood in the wind, hunting in his Taoist robe, only looking at the cloud that came from the sky.
Eyes were rarely clear.
It was as if the deeply buried dust and haze had been swept away by the frigid wind.
She heard his calm voice: "Ning Er, it's going to snow."