Everything around seemed to be asleep, but the textile girl hiding in the grass began to chirp in a low voice. By chance, one or two fireflies flew through the small pond and flew over the crowd by the pond, flashing like a small lamp, making the late night appear peaceful and peaceful.

Unfortunately, there are always people who want to break the tranquility and peace. Jiao Changgen seems to have fallen asleep. The two of them went out to move. They tiptoed toward Lin Yiran and squatted on the high hill to watch the night watch. Seeing that they were sneaking and trying to stop them, the little man waved a move that would not make a sound, quickly ran to him and said, "I'll count you."

Under the moonlight, the night watcher stared at the little man, not understanding what was going on, the little man said five words briefly, "The water bag can be sold for money!"

The night watchman understood and stared at the boy without blinking his eyes. The little man whispered again, "Even if he doesn't buy food, should he buy salt?" The night watchman lowered his head and thought for a moment, no longer stopped him, and looked up at the surroundings.

The night watchman was dealt with, and the small man and the lame man surrounded Lin Yiran's side. Their movements were very light, so that neither Xiao Afu nor Lin Yiran felt that anyone was approaching.

The little man was secretly happy when he saw that the two sleeping on the ground had no movement at all. He fell on Lin Yiran's body, covering his mouth with one hand and holding her hands with the other. With the lame cooperation with the little man, he quickly pressed her feet, making Lin Yiran unable to move when he woke up.

Seeing that Lin Yiran was subdued, the little man freed up his hand to snatch the water bag from her arms. After he succeeded, he quickly fled to the avenue outside the mound.

For Lin Yiran, who has knowledge of survival in the wild, it goes without saying how much water bags are used to her. She is not willing to give up. She can’t grab them openly, but she still has to secretly. Damn, let my aunt catch them, you are dead!

The lame man didn't run away. He grabbed Lin Yiran's legs desperately and refused to let her get up to chase the small man. Grandma, but she actually pestered her sister. No wonder she was rude. With the strength of the lame man's hands, she hit her carp and slapped her face. She swung her fist and hit the lame man instinctively protecting her face and loosened her hands that grabbed her legs.

After being liberated, Lin Yiran jumped up from the ground and chased after him. As for whether to sprint 50 meters or 100 meters, she didn't know that she only felt the wind whistling in her ears.

The lame man watched Lin Yiran get closer and closer, and he pouted and dared not say anything.

After a fight, chasing him, the voice woke up many people. Xiao Afu said to his father in a daze, "Dad, look, Brother Lin runs so fast, and the little rabbit is not as good as him!"

Jiao Changgen shook his head and said to the lame man squatting beside his son, "Although it is a chaotic world, you cannot be without a conscience. If you do evil like this, retribution will come sooner or later!"

The lame man spat, "You have to care!"

Jiao Changgen sighed helplessly. Not far away, Brother Lin had already chased the little man. He saw him kicking him far away. The little man was like Bai Tian and was immediately knocked to the ground by him. Unfortunately, Brother Lin did not show mercy on his feet. After knocking him down, he kicked him several times, as if he had not stopped yet. He sighed and picked up the bow and trotted, "Brother Lin, show mercy on his feet..."

"Why do you have to show mercy?" Lin Yiran's voice was loud in the middle of the night, and it blew far away with the evening breeze.

Jiao Changgen advised: "Little brother, it's not easy for everyone, he also wants to have a saliva to drink."

"If you want to drink water, you can steal other people's things!" Lin Yiran yelled angrily.

Lin Yiran said so righteously. In the town dozens of miles away, Sanhe was so scared that he quickly pulled up the curtain, "Master, what's wrong with you!"

Xia Zongze touched his forehead, "I'm a little afraid of the cold!"

"Fear... fear the cold..." Sanhe was frightened.

"Um!"

"Master--" Sanhe looked at the master's arm in panic, "The wound seems to have become purulent, what should I do?"

Xia Zongze asked calmly: "Do you have any medicine? I'll drink some!"

"Yes, my master, I'll have someone go and get it right away..." Before Sanhe finished speaking, the person had already run out.

Xia Zongze sat up from the bed, looked at his somewhat purulent arms, turned his head, and looked at the faint oil lamp expressionlessly.

Zuo Zhen and Mr. Fan hurriedly came in from outside and shouted, "Prince..."

Xia Zongze looked at them and asked, "How is it outside?"

Mr. Fan bowed and replied: "Go back to the prince, the people from Pingguo Cavalry Camp went south and did not stop at any place."

"What are they going to do?"

"Yes, Prince!" Mr. Fan thought for a while and said, "Prince, your wound..."

"Don't be careful!" Xia Zongze replied indifferently.

Mr. Fan sighed: "We have used up our swords and arrows, and the new one has not arrived yet. The weather is hot. The prince's wound is about to become suppurated. What should we do?"

Zuo Zhen breathed and said, "I can only drink the decoction I took first!"

Mr. Fan asked: "When will the new knife and arrow medicine arrive as soon as possible?"

"Tomorrow morning!"

Mr. Fan and Zuo Zhen looked at each other with a worried look on their faces.

Sanhe came in with the medicine, "Master, the medicine is here!" After that, he was about to serve Xia Zongze to take the medicine.

Xia Zongze didn't blink a moment of medicine that was bitterer than Huanglian. He took the bowl, raised his head, drank it all in one go, and after drinking it, he said, "Wash my wound with some salt water."

Sanhe shouted in surprise: "Master, it hurts to sprinkle salt on the wound..."

Xia Zongze paused and said, "You should just calm down and wash me. After washing, I want to have another sleep."

Sanhe stood still and did not move.

Zuo Zhen thought for a while and said, "Sanhe, you can get some, it's better than doing nothing like this!"

"Yes, the little one will go right away." Sanhe hurried out.

Mr. Fan and Zuo Zhen saluted and came out, sighed together, and Zuo Zhen whispered: "I'm so painful!"

"No wonder the prince, it's so hot, it's like burning oil on the fire for the wound." Mr. Fan sighed, "I hope the little girl's folk remedy is useful."

"Folk remedy?" Zuo Zhen was confused.

Mr. Fan replied: "I feel that the little girl is not talking nonsense."

Zuo Zhen smiled gently, "It turns out that the gentleman refers to the salt water that the black girl said, it may not be necessary!"

"No matter what, just try it!"

Zuo Zhen did not comment.

Sanhe quickly brought the salt water over, and Mr. Fan reminded him, "If the prince is not uncomfortable, you can wash it for the prince a few more times."

"Yes, sir!"

Gaolin Town dozens of miles away

Jiao Changgen trotted to the two of them and advised: "It's him wrong. Brother Lin, I'll spare him once for my sake!"

Lin Yiran shouted angrily: "I have spared him once!"

"Little brother, it's not easy for everyone to live!" Jiao Changgen looked at Lin Yiran with some sincerity.

Lin Yiran looked at Jiao Changgen.

The people who woke up came around unknowingly. Everyone looked at Lin Yiran, as if they were expecting her to let the small middle-aged man go.
Chapter completed!