Diary of the Naruto Healer

The stream flowed silently between the stones, and the young leaves undulated with the breeze in the sunshine, cleaning the dust on the beacon tower. The eunuch named Feng Bao put down an empty bowl and went downstairs with a few confidants. Walk towards the things being loaded into the car over there.

"...Those mad dogs, you two, be careful and don't get bitten. Otherwise, if you get rabid dog disease or contract the plague, our family will have to kill them."

In the past tense, some fans seemed a little clumsy, so they reminded them aloud.There were carriages with cages tied around their necks and dogs were barking everywhere, but his voice was not very noticeable.

"These dogs are precious. You should be careful. If one more survives, a few more Jurchens will be killed. The number here is too small, and it is not as good as other strongholds... Know the importance of your hands and feet." ..."

In the woods not far away, birds seemed to be frightened, chirped, and flew away from the treetops.Feng Bao stopped supervising and turned his head to look at the woods where the birds were frightened away. Under the shade of the trees, the sun slanted on a person's face, and the figure came quickly.

The fan first knelt down and cupped his hands, then leaned forward and whispered a few words, pointing his fingers in a certain direction.

Feng Bao frowned and walked back and forth for a few steps, "...a few mountain people...what do they want to do...looking for something?"

"Hundred households, could it be that the earth wall collapsed last time and more than ten rotten corpses were dragged away by wild beasts in the mountains and discovered by them?" A confidant behind him reminded in a low voice.

"Discovered..."

The Dongchang Hundred Household stopped and looked at his confidant, his frown unfurled and his eyes narrowed: "...There can't be an airtight wall in the world. This season is really the time of transition from green to yellow. , there is a shortage of food everywhere, someone must have caught a few escaped rats to eat... If you get the plague, it means someone came here looking for it."

"...It's a pity. Although we are waiting to kill the golden dog...but after all, the secrets here cannot be leaked...people outside will not care whether what we do is right or wrong... .Since those mountain people broke in, we can only blame them for their bad luck."

The tone was slow, a bit eerie and a bit joyful, spreading in the quiet sunshine.

Soon he gave the order.

"Surround around and kill them all."

The light in the sky slowly moves towards the west under the cover of leaves.

Zhou Tong sat under a tree to rest, taking a look at the sky and the surrounding terrain. Others gathered around him, hiding in the shade of the tree and whispering, mostly discussing some topics. Even though he was a little thirsty and hungry, he did not do anything No one dared to drink water from the stream until they knew what was going on.

"Dad... drink some water. This is what I packed before I came out of the village. You can drink it." Beside her, Fu Rui took out a worn-out water bag and handed it to the old man. Her voice was very soft, and she could tell that she was in a state of shock. My aunt's death affected me.

The old man took the water bag and took a small sip without drinking more, and then handed it back. The woman over there just took it but didn't drink it. Maybe she had already drank it before.

"Are you still blaming Dad? In such a situation, there are no herbs in the village that can get rid of the plague. Even if there are... they may not be able to save us." Zhou Tong sighed.

The leaves broke free from the branches in the breeze, swirled, and fell at Fu Rui's feet. The woman stared blankly at the leaf that had not yet fully opened and lay quietly in the mud. She pursed her lips tightly for a while before slowly Open it and spit out the sound softly.

"....There's no weird dad, it's just..."

Tears flickered in the corners of his eyes, and he quickly wiped them away, his voice choked with sobs: "...I just feel that everyone's life is so difficult. It is obvious that everyone has nothing...You can survive even if you are hungry." ....”

"...But why in the end, I still have to die." There were tears, but no crying.

Zhou Tong took a deep breath and looked at the sparkling stream in silence. Over there, the villagers who came out together also fell silent. After all, they all survived by chance from the Jurchens' butcher's knives and were hungry in the mountains looking for food. For food, we scraped bark from trees, chewed grass roots, and almost everything we could eat on the mountains and around the village. It was not easy to survive.

"It's time to go. If we walk a little further, it will get dark. If we can't find it, we'll look for it tomorrow."

In silence, Zhou Tong stood up.

There was a sudden buzz in the air.Something flew out of the woods at the side door, and the old man subconsciously took action and grabbed it.

A crossbow arrow was held in his hand.

"Not good" I screamed in my heart. For a moment, the grass, trees, and figures in the shadows came over, and then, there were several more cracking sounds in the air.

Whizzing

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Blood splashed.

Someone here was hit by an arrow in the throat, shot directly through the neck, and fell to the ground. Blood flowed all over the ground in an instant. That person was dead.

"Uncle Chen"

Seeing the middle-aged man she had spoken to before, Fu Rui shouted sadly and wanted to go over, but was held back by Zhou Tong, "Don't go and die, follow me and leave immediately."

The few villagers who followed became confused the moment the arrows were fired. It wasn't until someone was hit by the arrow that they followed the old man over there and retreated quickly as if they were just waking up from a dream.

.....

In the woods, a eunuch with all white eyes made a gesture, his palms clenched into fists in the air, and around him, there were two or three figures... He put down his crossbow and bow and arrow, drew out his blade and rushed out. .

"No one left"

Under the mask, the Dongchang eunuch gave instructions, and then he rushed out and stared at the old man who caught the arrow with his bare hands.

By the stream, the four people who were running away suddenly saw a team of hundreds of people emerging from both sides, charging towards them, silently coming towards them with steel knives.

...

In the bright light, the old man squinted his eyes, and someone's shadow blocked the light. Immediately, there was a snap, and a faint green palm wind covered him.

Zhou Tong just took a step forward and protected Fu Rui behind him. His ordinary fist stretched out from his sleeve robe. In mid-air, the leaping figure was slightly stunned, but then when his palm touched the opponent's fist, his whole person felt like The cannonball flew backwards like a cannonball, and the body flew through the air with a splash, splashing into the stream.

"Dad...are you injured?"

"Walk"

The voices mingled, and the old man didn't wait for the woman to speak. He pulled the other woman, waved his hand and punched down a figure who was charging towards him with a knife. He turned around and stepped out quickly, quickly leaving the battle group.

The figure quickly disappeared into the dense woods.

At the edge of the stream, a figure rose from the water. The war was basically over. Several villagers had fallen into a pool of blood. Only one young man suddenly betrayed and surrendered to the opponent during the fight.

The hem of the palace robe was dripping with water stains. He staggered to the kneeling young man and said, "Tell our family...the two people who escaped..."

"My father-in-law, have mercy on me... I am not a mountain man. I just had to end up here." Before Feng Bao could finish speaking, the man immediately begged for mercy: "It's just bad luck that the Jurchens massacred the city... Father-in-law. Please spare my life and act like a cow or a horse, and Mu Yang will repay your father-in-law for your great kindness."

Feng Bao took off the palace hat and wrung it out. The water fell drop by drop on the head of the young man named Mu Yang, "So there are quite a few of you."

"Returning to father-in-law, yes...yes..." the young man replied, kneeling on the ground and trembling.

"That's good."

The palace hat was thrown into the hands of a fan, and Feng Bao walked away with soaked steps and his hands behind his back, "Lead the way, young man." See more prestige official account: hhxs665