It should be January 1772, right now, Lorist looked at the rows of stars painted on the wooden wall and thought. The mountain barbarians who know the exact date are the tribal witch doctor with chicken coop and long hair. He even asks what month and day is so mysterious. He pretends to be a ghost for a long time before telling you what day is today. He is really sick. .
For more than 30 days, Lorist and Reddy basically stayed in the log cabin. Except for a few times when they went out to clean the snow and empty the toilet, once the two of them took advantage of the blizzard to stop and ran to the small river below the mountain to dig. I got hundreds of catties of fish on the ice, but when I went back to the stockade, I happened to meet the mountain barbarian patrol, and half of the harvest was confiscated.
However, it was that encounter with the mountain barbarians that allowed Lorist to discover a great weakness of the mountain barbarians, their lack of fighting power in winter. In the past two days every winter, Lorist brought his family armed forces to fight against the wave of monsters. It was common for him to climb ice and lie in the snow in the snowy mountains and wilds at minus 20 to 30 degrees. Gloves, windproof outer robe and leather mask, it can be said that they are armed to the teeth.
Of course, this has a lot to do with Lorist's experience of guarding the frontiers of ice and snow in his previous life. For the soldiers armed by his family, he can take out those precious magic antelope furs to make clothes and pants that are cold and warm. , although there is no cotton cloth in the world of Galintia, but the equipment made of the fur of these monsters is better in terms of cold and warm performance. In addition, the soldiers armed by the Norton family have awakened fighting spirit, blood circulation and leather clothing, it is no problem to fight against the cold.
Compared with the leather clothes and pants armed by the Norton family, the soldiers of these mountain barbarian patrols only wrapped the fur of monsters on their bodies, which can be said to be piled up on their bodies. The leather jacket also has two very wide sleeves. No wonder even the eight rings of the mountain spirit, which is equivalent to the rank of two stars of silver in fighting spirit, are all so cold that they come out to patrol, shivering all the time.
On days when there is no snow, the mountain barbarians hiding in the big rock cave will send a patrol team of nearly a hundred people to patrol the stockade once in the morning and evening. The main purpose is to see if there are any ferocious carnivorous monsters sneaking into the stockade for food. So when Lorist and Reddy returned to the stockade with a lot of river fish, they met the mountain barbarians who came out to patrol in the afternoon. They were very surprised, but Lorist spread his hands and said that there was nothing to eat, so he had to go fishing .
The Shanman patrol team was in a difficult situation. Leaving the village without permission was a serious crime, but people couldn't starve to death if they didn't have food. Besides, didn't Lorist and the others come back? The bearded mountain man who led the team thought for a long time and decided to confiscate half of the fish as punishment. Although they didn't like fish and were afraid of fish bones, it was good to drink a bowl of fish soup in winter. This happened just like that, and after the bearded mountain barbarian returned to the cave, he even sent a bag of kudzu root to Lorist. From this point of view, these mountain barbarians are relatively honest.
In the past thirty days, most of Lorist's injuries have recovered, and one-third of his internal energy has been accumulated in his dantian. In another ten days, the damaged meridians will be fully restored after being moisturized and repaired. Lorist finally Let go of my heart. As for the several bruises and blood clots on Reddy's head, under the impact of Lorist's uninterrupted massage and luck during this period, there is only one big bruise left. It is estimated that as long as this large bruise is eliminated, Reddy can wake up.
It was snowing outside, another blizzard.
Lorist sat cross-legged on the fire pit, and the cabin was as warm as spring. He had just given Reddy some treatment, and now he was curled up and sleeping soundly. After each treatment, he would become extremely lethargic, sometimes sleeping more than ten hours a day, causing Lorist to often worry that he would not be able to wake up.
Carrying out the Jinshui Jue for another week, recovering from the exhaustion of internal energy he had just used to heal Reddy, Lorist closed his eyes and began to recall every detail of his battle with that Calinan sword master. Thinking of how ridiculous I was before, how high-spirited and arrogant I was after defeating the Great Sword Master Sandy, thinking that no one in this world could take advantage of my sword, and complacent, but in the end an assassination, an old man with a big sword Master, he knocked himself down from the clouds to the mortal world, not only caused heavy casualties to those loyal and brave family soldiers, but also caused him to suffer unspeakable humiliation...
He thinks that he is good at swordsmanship, and that his family is powerful, so he can live freely in the Northland. Now it seems that he is just too arrogant and self-righteous. A third-level great swordsman can make himself so embarrassed, what if a swordsman comes, everything is a mirror image, only one's own strength is the foundation of standing in this world...
Knowing his shame and then being brave, Lorist has already realized that he will no longer let himself go, he must improve himself and work hard. Just like now, sitting cross-legged, carefully recalling each strike of the Great Sword of Galinan in his mind, carefully figuring out how to resist and how to counterattack...
"Bang bang bang" there was a loud knock on the door, and Lorist opened his eyes. Strange, who will knock on the door in such a snowstorm? You have to be careful, don't take those carnivorous monsters knocking on the door as someone knocking on the door. If it is really a monster, it will be a lot of fun to open the door by yourself.
"Who is it?" Lorist asked loudly.
"It's me, open the door!" A voice came from outside the door.
Lorist opened the door, and it was the hunchbacked old mountain man who wrapped himself up like a big meat ball and rushed in.
"It's so cold, so cold..." The hunchbacked old man with a frozen face and two snots hanging from the nose of the wine trough stomped his feet as soon as he entered the room.
"What are you doing here?" Lorist asked coldly.
"What are you doing? Hey, boy, this place belongs to me, you two get out of here!" The old man said with a smirk.
The hunchbacked old man probably couldn't stand the cold in his dilapidated wooden house, so he made his mind on Lorist's cabin.
"Have you forgotten the whip you received last time? Besides, it's so windy and snowy outside, where do you want us to go?" Lorist stared at the hunchbacked old man, but now he didn't pay attention to the old man. inside.
"I don't care where you go, it's better if you freeze to death. Last time, I didn't settle the account with you for the whip I received last time. I dared to sue. Now I drive you out and who will take care of me? The mountain master won't be here She came out of the cave in a big snowstorm. This time, it will be two months before you complain to her, so hurry up and get out!" The old man on the hunchback mountain raised his right hand, and it was only then that Lorist realized that his hand was Also pulling a thick leather whip.
The hunchbacked mountain man whipped Lei Di who was sleeping on the fire pit with a whip. Lei Di woke up and looked at the old man inexplicably.
"Get out of here!" The old man was furious at Reddy's sight, and he raised his whip and wanted to whip it again.
Lorist strode forward and grabbed the whip.
"Damn dog slaves, you still dare to resist!" The old man was furious.
Lorist didn't speak, and punched the old man hard in the heart.
"Uh..." The old man froze.
Lorist's punch didn't use much internal force, it was enough to make the old man freeze for ten minutes. Unceremoniously, he peeled off the two thick cowhide wrapping the old man, opened the door, carried the old man and threw him on the snow. Close the door and say to Reddy: "It's okay, you continue to sleep."
"Oh..." Reddy lay down again.
Half an hour later, Lorist put on a piece of cowhide and went out to see that the old man with a hunchback was already hardened by the cold. Lorist wiped off the ice and snow from the old man's body, and then carried the body to the old man's dilapidated wooden house.
The broken wooden house was as cold as an ice cave, and there was a broken earthen pot on the ground in the middle of the room as a brazier, and the firewood inside was so cold that it was soaked. Lorist found several large cracks on the wooden wall, which were originally plugged with mud mixed with fur, but now it was either dropped or cracked by freezing, and the cold wind mixed with snowflakes was only pouring in. No wonder the hunchbacked old man couldn't bear the cold, and ran over like a dog jumping over the wall to forcefully occupy Lorist's cabin...
There is a large pile of weeds in the innermost corner of the room, it seems that it should be the sleeping nest of the hunchbacked mountain savage old man. Lorist threw the old man's body on it, and took off the cowhide from his body to cover the body, making it look like the old man was still sleeping.
Then Lorist searched in the dilapidated wooden house and found a rusty long sword hidden under the haystack. There was nothing good in the room except some messy sundries and rubbish. The old man still had a lot of food in store, but Lorist didn't move, so he took the long sword and a small wooden board and exited the dilapidated wooden house, and used the small wooden board to print the footprints he left on the snow and the old man's footsteps when he came over. After all the marks were scraped off, he returned to the cabin.
The blizzard lasted for four days and three nights. As soon as the sky cleared, Lorist and Reddy went out to clear the snow off the roof. After working for a long time, they finally saw the mountain barbarian patrol coming out of the cave.
The leader was the same mountain barbarian with the beard from last time. He walked up to him and said hello to Lorist.
Lorist pointed to the dilapidated wooden house of the old man on the hunchback mountain and said: "A few times before the snow stopped, the old man would ask us to come over and help him remove the snow from the roof, but he hasn't come out until now, I wonder if it is What happened?"
So the big man with the beard and the beard led the patrol to the dilapidated wooden house, and soon there was a commotion there.
Lorist ran over to watch the excitement, when the bearded man saw him wave and said, "The hunchbacked old man is freezing to death, come here, and I'll take you some furs and bags of kudzu roots he has here."
Lorist happily ran over and took the fur and kudzu roots back to the cabin, and took Reddy to help clear the snow beside the dilapidated cabin, and dug a big hole on the ground to bury the old man with a hunchbacked mountain savage up.
Without this hunchbacked mountain barbarian old man, only Lorist and Reddy were left in the huge village, and all the mountain barbarians were huddled in the big cave. If it wasn't for Reddy not being sober, Lorist could have left here in a big way.
In the days when thousands of miles of ice and snow drifted and the cold wind howled, Lorist not only treated Reddy, but also restored his internal strength to repair the damaged meridians, and also used the cowhide brought by the hunchback mountain man to sew leather jackets and pants. Leather boots, leather gloves and a leather mask, as well as leather goggles to prevent snow blindness, and a leather coat. He dismantled his outer robe to make sewing thread. There was a small sharp blade, a long needle, and several fishhooks hidden in the outer robe, and now he took them out to make leather clothes Tool of.
Although the sewing skills are not very good, the leather suit for the two of them was completed in less than ten days. Then I made some dry food for the road and two pairs of skis made of pine boards, now waiting for Reddy to wake up.
For the rest of the day, Lorist crazily practiced his sword in the blizzard. In the days of howling wind and in the snowy night, as long as he got a little insight from the memory of the battle with the Great Sword Master of Galinan, he would Rush into the ice and snow and toss yourself until you are exhausted. In this way, Lorist honed his sword skills little by little, and the days passed like this.
When three rows of small stars were added on the wooden wall, Reddy's treatment finally reached the final step. Lorist pressed his left hand lightly on the last congealed part of Reddy's head, and at the same time pressed his palm against his back. Luck traveled along his meridians to his head, bit by bit. Hit the gore, and when the little gore finally flaked off, Reddy passed out.
This time Reddy woke up after four hours of sleep, opened his eyes and saw Lorist sitting beside him and said, "My lord, I seem to have had a long, long dream..."
Lorist laughed: "Do you still remember what you were doing in the dream?"
Reddy frowned and thought for a long time, and finally shook his head: "I can't remember, there seem to be many people, but my lord is always by my side... By the way, my lord, aren't we on the cliff? I shot The old man shot an arrow, and then he fell off the cliff and his head hurt and he couldn't remember anything. My lord, where are we now?"
"We are now slaves of the mountain barbarians." Lorist briefly explained the current situation to Reddy, and finally stroked his hair: "If it weren't for you brat who lost his memory, labor and management would have returned to the family long ago. Territory."
Reddy shook his head and said: "My lord, you are wrong, you should have returned to the family territory earlier. It doesn't matter if the family doesn't have me, but without you, you are afraid that there will be trouble..."
Lorist threw the small silver jug containing the second-level healing potion to him: "Stop worrying about what you shouldn't, do you think I'm the kind of lord who casually discards his family's knights? The last two or three drops of the second-level healing potion, after drinking it, immediately run the battle qi to restore blood circulation, give you three days, and we will return to the family territory when the body recovers. Without battle qi, even with leather clothes, you can't survive the cold weather outside."
Reddy grabbed the small silver jug: "My lord, is your injury healed?"
"Don't worry, I'm fully recovered, just wait for you to recover, take the medicine quickly." Lorist said with a smile.
Three days later, Reddy was very happy to see the white light flashing on the long sword: "My lord, look, my fighting spirit seems to have increased a little, and the sword light has also grown a little."
Lorist was drawing on the wooden wall with black charcoal, so he ignored him.
Reddy put down the long sword: "My lord, what are you drawing?"
"Oh, I promised to help the leader of the mountain barbarians to build a canteen for her. Now I have to leave and I don't have time to help her build it. So I drew the following steps and structural diagrams on the wooden wall, hoping they can I can understand it, and build their canteen according to the picture. The drawing will be finished soon, you clean it up, and we will leave here later." Lorist said while drawing.
When Lorist put down the charcoal in his hand and admired his graffiti by the light of the torch, he said to Reddy, "The mountain barbarians should be able to understand such a simple drawing..."
A hasty knock on the door interrupted Lorist's words.
Reddy opened the door, and a tightly wrapped man rushed in. The man untied the animal skin around his head, and it was only then that Lorist realized that it was the thick-lipped mountain barbarian.
A sense of shame welled up in his heart, and Lorist said with cold eyes, "What are you doing here?"
This thick-lipped mountain barbarian woman showed a smile on her face: "I am pregnant with a child, and the witch doctor told her through divination that it is your offspring..."
Lorist was like a thunderbolt, trembling all over...
Reddy was dumbfounded.
The mountain barbarian woman with thick lips is still saying: "...my husband died in battle the year before last, and now I am pregnant with your child, so I can marry you, so you don't have to be a slave, you can join our tribe Come, I will treat you well..."
With a flash, Lorist grabbed the long sword from the fire pit and pierced the thick-lipped mountain barbarian woman's chest with a "thud" sound...
The mountain barbarian woman with thick lips slowly lowered her head to look at the long sword piercing her chest, then slowly raised her head to look at Lorist, her eyes showed the despair and sorrow before dying, and her pale lips tremblingly spat out three words. Word: "for... what..."
Lorist was also trembling, he let go of the sword handle, and retreated, and finally sat down on the fire pit: "You, you are the greatest, greatest humiliation in my life..."
The mountain barbarian woman with thick lips fell backwards, Lei Di stepped forward to support her, the mountain barbarian woman murmured softly: "My child..." and died...
The atmosphere in the cabin seemed to be frozen. After a long time, Lorist raised his head: "We'll be leaving right away..."
Reddy looked at the corpse of the mountain barbarian woman in his hand: "My lord, what about her..."
Lorist sighed: "Take her away, find a place to bury her..."
On a lonely hill, Lorist spared no effort to sweep away the thick layer of ice and snow, dug a big hole and buried the mountain barbarian woman's body, and then sat beside the grave for a long time.
"Forget about it, it's a nightmare for me..." Lorist finally stood up.
Reddy nodded.
"Let's go, it's time for us to go home..." With a push, Lorist flew down the hill on his skis.
Reddy followed closely behind, and the two of them flew across the white snow field like two bolts of lightning...
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