[Three Kingdoms] Burning incense and sacrificial wine

At the beginning, with the buoyancy of water, Cui Song didn't feel much difficulty yet.When he left the water and climbed further, the rocks that were difficult to grasp, slippery hands, and weak feet all made it difficult for him to move.

"Give me the dagger." Guo Jia reached into the pouch inside Cui Song's front, took out the dagger, pressed the two protrusions at the bottom of the handle, and broke it hard.

Like a jigsaw puzzle being separated, this short magic weapon was split into two with a "clang" and turned into two thinner knives.

Guo Jia handed over one of them, and Cui Song flipped over the knife in his hand in amazement, without any trace, as if it was an independent knife.

With Guo Jia's assistance, Cui Song inserted the knife into the stone wall to open the way.After stabilizing his body shape, stepping on the cut knife marks on the bottom, he went up, and then Guo Jia made a move, repeating the same action alternately.It was still extremely difficult at the beginning, but after climbing a certain distance, the two found a tacit understanding and rhythm, and began to climb steadily.

However, this way of opening the road consumes a lot of energy, especially for Cui Song who is at the bottom. Not only does he have to bear the weight of an extra person, but he also controls the center of gravity and balance of the two of them, requiring [-] points of strength and energy. .It was freezing cold in Mingming Cave, but he was dripping sweat all the time.

Guo Jia could clearly feel the scorching humidity even through the fabric of his clothes. He lowered his eyes and stared, a trace of worry flashed very quickly in his star-like eyes.

This is the first time that Cui Song truly understands the true meaning of the word "sweating like rain".Even in the modern age of the greenhouse effect, on the hottest summer days, playing outside has never felt so breathless.

Sweat dripped down his forehead, and when he was about to lose his sight, a slender hand stretched out beside him to wipe it off for him.

The warm and cool touch on his face brought him back to a little sobriety, he gritted his teeth and continued to climb up.

When he was two meters away from the top of the cave, Cui Song felt that his left hand had lost consciousness, with blue veins bursting out and blood stains.

His eyes turned black for a while, he kept panting heavily, unable to take another step.

But I heard a voice that seemed far away and near near my ears: "If I come down first, you can rest by me for a while, and then I will use this as a focus to send you up..."

"you shut up."

Cui Song stopped without thinking.

Although his physical strength has been exhausted to the limit, and even he can't breathe, Cui Song's consciousness is still very clear.

Based on Guo Jia's current state, with his right foot and arms as the center of gravity, he can indeed persist on the mountain wall alone for a period of time, and even help him climb a certain height.

But what about after that?

Even if he borrowed Guo Jia's strength to barely climb to the top of the cave, he would never have the strength to come back to rescue Guo Jia.

And Guo Jia's left leg was broken, so it was impossible to climb up with his own strength.

Even if Guo Jia was asked to come down to catch his breath, the two injured patients would not be able to complete the half-air relay in this difficult mid-air.

For the current plan, there is no other way but to fight hard and climb to the top in one breath.

Cui Song continued to strive upwards, and the seemingly not too far end seemed to be separated by a natural moat, as if he would never be able to reach the end.

After an unknown amount of time, the crack in the zenith was finally only half a meter away from him, and he was finally on the verge of reaching his limit, unable to do even the simple movement of raising his hand.

The silk belt tied with the dead knot broke free due to violent pulling. Seeing this, Guo Jia wanted to untie the knot.

In this last and most difficult moment, he had to do something.

But just before his hand grabbed the silk belt, Cui Song lowered his head and bit the edge of the thin silk that was about to fall apart, silently rejecting him.

Guo Jia couldn't help opening his eyes wide, and the rapid breathing in his ears was sometimes strong and sometimes weak. The nearly scattered pupils of the young man in front of him suddenly focused, and he stepped on the dent with a burst of energy.

After climbing out of the cave and putting Guo Jia down, Cui Song couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the side.The clinging silk belt also loosened weakly, turned over twice, and fell loosely to the ground.

Guo Jia, who had just stepped onto the stone wall, was startled and hurried to pull Cui Song.However, he was a step too slow, his fingertips slid across the corner of his clothes, but in the end he failed to catch anyone.

"Cui Song!"

There was a plop, the sound of something heavy falling into the water.

Guo Jia threw away the dagger in his hand and jumped down without thinking.

Cui Song had a dream, dreaming that the elephant turned into a chariot and ran over him.

Then the elephant took another sniff and sprayed him all over his face and body.

Cui Song couldn't move, let the elephant touch him, licked his dry lips, and weakly uttered a syllable: "Thirst..."

Don't patronize spraying, at least give me a drink.

Then the elephant's movements suddenly softened. Out of his sight, an elephant's leg carefully supported his head. The elephant's trunk rolled over a huge lotus leaf, which contained sweet dew, and gently moved it to the ground. to his lips.

Cui Song weakly drank the nectar from the lotus leaf, and slowly, the feeling of thirst weakened and was replaced by another strong impulse.

It seems that all the water is depositing in the dantian.

Cui Song's complexion changed, and he struggled to get up from the dream.

With his movements, the elephant, the lotus leaf, and the pool of water all disappeared, turning into a bright light——

Cui Song opened his eyes, and was temporarily blinded by the oncoming strong light. He quickly raised his arm to resist, but found that his arm was painful and numb, and his movements were slow, which was not like his own.

His mind was muddled, and when he noticed the abnormality of his arm, he unconsciously thought: the feeling of being stepped on by an elephant is different, and it is still so sour until now...

No, where is the elephant.

Cui Song shook his head violently, the memory before coma gradually came back.

"How is it, what's wrong?"

The familiar voice conveyed concern, Cui Song raised his eyes and saw a familiar face.

Just as he was about to answer, he suddenly felt his dantian sink, and his face suddenly changed.

Guo Jia was taken aback by his ugly expression, and there was a bit of anxiety in his voice: "What's wrong?"

Cui Song shook his head, threw off the quilt and rushed out.However, Guo Jia firmly pushed him back on the bed, and he could only grit his teeth and squeeze out four words: "I'm going to the bathroom."

Guo Jia's words, "You are seriously injured, and your strength is overdrawn," just squeezed in the throat like this.

He covered his sleeves and coughed: "Go out of the gate and turn left five feet..."

Something flew out of the door, and in the blink of an eye, there was no one on the bed.

After a while, Cui Song moved back with arms not arms and legs not legs.

"How do you feel now?"

"Headache." Cui Song said truthfully.Not only the head, but also his body as if being run over by a tractor, "Hungry."

Guo Jia opened the tent and greeted him, and immediately a fair and frail servant boy came in with hot broth and goat milk.

Only then did Cui Song pay attention to the surrounding environment.

Felt tents, bamboo beds, slumped sides covered with thick wild animal fur, and bows hanging from the corners of the tents.

This is... where?

Cui Song looked at Guo Jia, Guo Jia understood the inquiry in his eyes, and motioned him to sit down and eat first.Then, when the servant boy confessed his crime and left the tent, Guo Jia sat opposite Cui Song, and said with a somewhat strange expression: "This is the Mu Rimai clan."

Cui Song picked up a piece of meat, chewed it, and asked indistinctly: "Moo Shen family?

Guo Jia looked at his bulging cheeks, resisted the urge to poke him, and poured himself a glass of water: "Mu Rimai, in layman's terms, is a female Qiang."

...But he didn't find it commonplace.

Cui Song, who has also never heard of the term "Nv Qiang", is no longer entangled in the title. Anyway, it refers to a certain nomadic people, and it doesn't matter whether it is called A or B.

Seeing that he was calm and calm, Guo Jia thought of something, and reminded him aloud: "This clan is a little... unusual, you should pay attention."

Cui Song was a little strange: "'unusual'?"

If it is purely a literal meaning—some things of this tribe are different from other tribes, Guo Jia will definitely not specifically mention it.

This difference... Maybe it refers to some unheard of and unacceptable customs?

Seeing that Guo Jia said half of what he said, and the point was also very cryptic, Cui Song thought of the guards he saw outside the door when he went out to solve his physical problems, and finally gave up the urge to ask the truth.

Just when Cui Song was brainstorming and guessing the secrets, there was a burst of cheers outside the tent.

Cui Song lifted the curtain and found that the people outside the door rushed to the fence, as if they were welcoming a cavalry.

The cavalrymen wore two saffron armors, feathers of the same color on their heads, longbows on their backs, and riding whips in their hands.

The most important thing is... this team of cavalry, so handsome that the guards blush and heartbeat, are all women.

The woman walking in the forefront of the cavalry was about double ten, with the largest and most exquisite longbow on her back, her moth eyebrows tucked into her temples, her nose hanging from her mouth, and her eyes shining brightly. With every step she took, the two long braids tied behind her head Then he swayed from side to side, with a heroic style, which made people unable to look away.

She was talking to the people behind her when someone suddenly pointed her finger in this direction.She turned to look this way, her eyes fell on Cui Song, her eyes lit up immediately.

The woman who seemed to be the leader strode over in riding boots.

"Lang Jun, are you awake?"

Cui Song cupped his hands and saluted: "Thank you for saving my life, Miss."

Although Guo Jia didn't mention it in time, Cui Song clearly remembered that he fell into the water before he fell into a coma, and Guo Jia, like him, was not able to swim, and his legs were broken, so he couldn't swim in the water.The one who saved the two of them must be a member of this tribe.

This woman seems to be the leader, no matter what, it is always right to thank her.

The leader girl waved her hand indifferently: "It's nothing to worry about."

Before Cui Song added a few words of grateful greetings, the leader girl suddenly changed the subject and said abruptly: "You are welcome, Mr. Xiaolang, just call me Yuanniang."

Cui Song didn't know how to answer the words for a while, but she heard Miss Yuanniang smiled freely: "Open your eyes, you are more beautiful than when you are asleep." She folded off the flowers on the roadside and handed them to Cui Song, "If you really appreciate my life-saving grace, why don't you promise me with your body?"

Cui Song paused blankly, and within half a second, he put away all the abnormalities on his face, imitating Xun Yu's gentleman's manners and said with a gentle smile: "The girl is kind and humorous, which is not as good as ordinary people."

Yuanniang shook her head: "I'm not joking." She took Cui Song's hand and gently placed the flowers in his palm, "I saw you, so I decided to snatch you to be my Mr. .”

Cui Song: ...

Yuan Niang pushed his hand, let her fingers close slowly, and closed the delicate petals in her palm: "Flowers are for beauty. Please accept my admiration for you."

Cui Song couldn't laugh or cry, and finally understood what Guo Jia's "uncommon" meant.

"Miss Yuanniang..." Cui Song carefully chose his words, "I will definitely repay you for saving your life. But marriage is not a child's play..."

Yuan Niang sighed: "When I was setting your bones, I accidentally looked at your underarm... So, if I don't take responsibility for you, won't your reputation be ruined?"

Something seems wrong?

There are countless letters flying around in Cui Song's mind, and finally three letters are left: W, T, F.

If a man is seen as a crunch, he will get married, or his reputation will be ruined... What the hell?

The corner of Cui Song's mouth twitched, and he peeked at Guo Jia, but seeing Guo Jia's face was serious, but the brows were slightly twitched, obviously he was struggling to hold back his laughter.

Because Cui Song didn't speak for a long time, and his face was tense, looking a little "sorrowful", Yuanniang felt pity in her heart, and comforted in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, I will treat you well."

"Pfft..." Guo Jia finally couldn't help laughing.Although he quickly restrained the expression on his face, many people still took a serious look at his smiling face with his eyebrows stretched and his starry eyes shining silver.

The red-dressed riders showed admiration and fascination. Yuan Niang was also attracted by this beautiful scenery. She stared at Guo Jia's eyes for a long time, and murmured in praise: "It's so beautiful..."

Thinking of the "sorrow" of "Cui Xiaolang", Yuanniang's heart moved, and she said to Guo Jia: "I like you very much too—seeing how you take care of Cui Lang, you must be very good friends, right?...Cui Lang is sad and sad." I understand, it must be because I don’t want to be separated from you, why don’t you marry me with him, how about it?”

Before Guo Jia's smile could be fully withdrawn, it froze together with the muscles on his face.

Cui Song had never seen Guo Jia's embarrassing expression before, and couldn't help but feel happy.

Seeing the smile in Cui Song's eyes, Yuan Niang felt that her decision was extremely wise.

"Cui Lang laughed, but he has figured it out and is willing to marry me?"

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Cui Song: ...I'm sorry Brother Guo Jia, I want to sincerely repent to you.

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Cui Song: Make you laugh at me :-D

Guo Jia: Make you laugh at me :-D