The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

In a daze, Yin Wujiu felt a hand gently land on his forehead.

It seems that there are some fabrics, but he can still feel the warm and reassuring temperature.

"Master!" Before his brain realized who the hand touching him belonged to, Yin Wujiu called out unconsciously.

The hand paused, and in the next second, it left his forehead.

Yin Wujiu panicked, he suddenly raised his hand to grab it, at the same time, he opened his eyes: "Don't..."

A sentence of "don't leave" got stuck in the middle.

Yin Wujiu stared at the person who was so close in front of him, the expression in his eyes went through a process from surprise, excitement, to sadness, and finally to loneliness. In the end, there was a bitterness on his face that didn't suit his age, "I'm dreaming again!"

But even though he "knows" that this is just a dream, Yin Wujiu still greedily looks at the person in front of him, unwilling to miss the slightest bit of sight.

Suddenly, the man reached out and hugged him.

That hug was warm and true, and made the boy's heart thump wildly.

Yin Wujiu's voice was trembling and extremely unsteady: "Master, is it really... is it you?" He finally began to realize that everything in front of him, the person he saw, might be real.

"Well, it's me." Wen Jue replied lightly but firmly, and then wanted to let go of Yin Wujiu, but the other party grabbed his hand and wouldn't let him move.

Wen Jue said, "I'll take a look at your injuries for Master."

Yin Wujiu shook his head, his fragile tone was stained with uncontrollable crying: "Master, Wujiu is very cold, just hug me like this for a while, okay?"

"Okay." Wen Jue couldn't refuse such Yin Wujiu.

Wen Jue freed up one hand to shake off the bundle he brought down, pulled out a cloak to keep out the cold and wrapped the boy completely, and let the boy lean against his arms, then passed through his armpit from behind, holding Caught the opponent's frozen stiff hands.

When he stopped, he suddenly noticed that the boy's body was shaking.

"Is it still cold?" he asked.

"No, it's not cold anymore..." Wen Jue finally heard the clue from Yin Wujiu's voice.

He stretched out his hand and turned Yin Wujiu's face, and saw the boy's eyes were red and his face was covered with tears.

"You..." Wen Jue suddenly panicked, "Wu Jiu, why are you crying? Does it hurt so much?"

Yin Wujiu just kept shaking his head, the joy of seeing Wen Jue in his heart was intertwined with the grievances he had experienced before and the accumulated longing, like a torrent with a big mouth, pouring out violently, and could no longer be restrained.

He cried more and more vigorously, and said vaguely, "Master, where have you been all these days", "I couldn't find you in the barracks", "Master, I miss you so much", etc. Wen Jue coaxed him for a few words, then thought that it would be better to cry out than to hold it in, so he stopped coaxing him and let him cry.

After Yin Wujiu finished crying, he started to feel embarrassed again. After a long time of embarrassment, he found a topic that had nothing to do with the crying: "Master, why are you here?"

Wen Jue glanced at the big guy squatting in the corner tearing up a pheasant, and said, "Chengfeng brought me here?"

Chengfeng is the golden eagle raised by Yin Wujiu. When he fought against the Southwest Army, Yin Wujiu asked Chengfeng to send a message back. Later, he was forced to fall into a cliff, and it was this big bird that found him.

Today, Chengfeng was going out to find someone to rescue Yin Wujiu, but he happened to see Wen Jue who left the cliff on the way, so he gave a wild hint and lured him back.

This is simple to say, but the process has actually experienced many twists and turns.

Although Chengfeng is smart, he can't speak after all. It took Wen Jue a few minutes to figure out that it was taking him to find Yin Wujiu, it took him ten minutes to walk back to the cliff, and it took half an hour to know Yin Wujiu. The place where he fell off the cliff, he thought that Yin Wujiu had fallen at the bottom of the cliff.

This is a world of ice and snow, everything is depressed, and there is not even a rattan on the mountain, so he had no choice but to go down the mountain again, and found a nearby town to buy the longest rope possible, and came back until he tied the rope and went down the cliff. Only then did I realize that there was a cave under the mountainside covered by clouds and mist.

The moment his feet landed on the ground, Wen Jue's first thought was: If he had known that it was only a few dozen meters away, he would have flown directly down at that time. Carrying such a bundle of hemp rope can be hundreds of meters long.

However, this kind of speechless complaint disappeared in an instant when he saw the thin figure lying in the cave covered in injuries and embarrassed.

Fortunately, he had the foresight. When he went to the town, he brought some spare food and supplies besides the rope.

Yin Wujiu also followed Wen Jue's gaze, and Cheng Feng keenly noticed his gaze, and suddenly stopped eating, he spit out the half pheasant in his mouth on the ground, and swayed from left to right Walking towards Yin Wujiu with a crooked pace, he leaned his head towards Yin Wujiu's face, obviously wanting to rub Yin Wujiu's face to show his closeness.

Wen Jue saw that the feathers around its mouth were still stained with flesh and blood, fearing that he would get it on his apprentice's face, he subconsciously waved him away, who would have thought that such a symbolic gesture would scare Cheng Feng Not lightly, he jumped three feet away, pushed directly outside the cave, and fell off the cliff.

"Chengfeng—" Yin Wujiu exclaimed in surprise, and only after he finished shouting did he realize that the other party could fly, so he let go of his gripping heart.

Sure enough, within a short while, Chengfeng flew back, but stood far away on the raised rock at the entrance of the cave, not daring to come in again.

"..." Looking at its cautious appearance, Wen Jue was speechless besides being speechless.

Could it be that the high-altitude smashing of carvings back then really left such a deep childhood shadow on this guy?

Yin Wujiu looked at the big eagle, then at Wen Jue, and said honestly for a while: "Chengfeng has always been afraid of Master, originally in the imperial capital, I wanted Master to look at it, but every time Master Come, it will hide far away."

Wen Jue said in his heart: No wonder he heard the screeching of eagles in the courtyard several times before, but he never saw it.

Yin Wujiu waved to Chengfeng and said, "Don't be afraid of Chengfeng, Master will not hurt you."

Wen Jue looked at the big guy with blazing eyes, hooked mouth, and nails longer than his fingers, and couldn't help but sweat in his heart: This is really about to fight, and I don't know who will hurt whom!

Even though he is quick and light, he is not as good as a big eagle that can fly thousands of meters by flapping its wings. This guy really wants to attack people, not to mention his mortal body, he is an adult The lions and wolves are no match.

Under Yin Wujiu's patient reassurance, Chengfeng's fear dissipated a little, and he walked towards Yin Wujiu.

He looked very cowardly like this, but when Wen Jue saw its neck tucked up, its big wings curled up, and its posture of walking forward crookedly, for some reason, it reminded him of the one he saw on the street before. , in winter, as long as the demeanor is not the temperature, wearing a little clothes to shrink the head, with hands in the pockets of the street.

When Yin Wujiu approached Chengfeng, he reached out and touched his head, saying: "Thank you."

This time Chengfeng got his wish and got to Yin Wujiu, satisfied, he went back to the corner and continued to eat that pheasant.

Look at that posture, it seems to be a bit of a hidden meaning of merit and fame.

Only then did Wen Jue start to look at the surrounding environment. This cave is not big, only about [-] square meters. In addition to stones, there are a few pheasants and hares piled up in the corner, and one next to Yin Wujiu. The white fox, the fox fur was stained with a lot of blood, and the right front paw was wrapped with a few circles of cloth, with blood coming out from the cloth, lying there motionless, not sure if it was dead or alive.

Seeing that Wen Jue looked at the fox a few more times, Yin Wujiu took the initiative to say: "Chengfeng caught it, it wants me to eat it."

Wen Jue said, "Did you bandage it?"

Wen Jue suddenly laughed.

"Master, what are you laughing at?"

Wen Jue patted Yin Wujiu's head: "My apprentice is really caring." In fact, he remembered the past. At that time, he just smashed the carving and smashed it off as soon as he made a move. At that time, he also wanted to let Yin Wujiu Wu Jiu stewed it and ate it, but the child not only didn't eat it, but also secretly raised it with food, now this eagle caught the little fox cub and gave it to Yin Wu Jiu, he didn't eat it, so he raised it again.

After all these years, nothing has changed.

Hearing his gentle voice, Yin Wujiu blushed suddenly, and subconsciously denied: "No, no, fire can't be lit here, and I'm not riding the wind, could it be that I also gnawed raw."

Wen Jue looked at his stubborn and arrogant appearance, and his heart became more and more amused.

But the little fox who didn't want to sleep beside him moved his ears, jumped up suddenly, and looked at Yin Wujiu in horror.

Yin Wujiu was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he immediately stretched out his hand to run along its fur, and said repeatedly: "If I don't eat you, I won't eat you, I'm just kidding."

Under his comfort, the fur on the little fox's body gradually became soft again.

It seems to be relaxed.

He walked back to Yin Wujiu and climbed down again.

The cliff is narrow, and under the effect of narrow pipes, the cold wind is swift and piercing. There is nothing in this place to block the entrance of the cave. Wen Jue wants to go up and find some sticks to light a fire. It will be convenient for Yin Wujiu to treat the wound, but Yin Wujiu Wu Jiu didn't want him to leave, so this task fell to Cheng Lime who had just finished eating a raw pheasant.

The efficiency of riding the wind is high, and a lot of dead branches will be brought back in a short time. Now that the snow has not melted, the branches are not wet, and they are easier to burn. Wen Jue found a fire pocket from the bag and lit a lot of bonfires , and then began to examine Yin Wujiu's body.

As soon as he took off the armor on his body, Wen Jue's expression changed.

The clothes on the boy's body were completely soaked in blood, and they couldn't be removed even if they stuck to his flesh.

But these injuries could not be delayed any longer, so he became ruthless and decided to attack.

When those clothes were successfully taken off, Yin Wujiu was covered in cold sweat, his eyes were slackened, but the bandaging of these injuries and the straightening of Yin Wujiu's broken leg were not enough, the most embarrassing thing for him was, It was the arrow on Yin Wujiu's arm.

Yin Wujiu broke the body of the arrow after he was hit by it for the convenience of fighting, the arrow still has barbs, to pull it out, he had to cut the flesh with a knife.

Wen Jue looked at the black arrow submerged into Yin Wujiu's flesh, and was silent for a long time.

Until Yin Wujiu calmed down a little, he took the initiative to say: "Master, just pull it out, Wujiu can bear it."

Probably to reassure Wen Jue, he even pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled.

Looking at this smile, Wen Jue felt as if his heart had been shot by an arrow.

Pain to suffocate.

When the feather arrow was pulled out, Yin Wujiu completely fainted, Wen Jue didn't dare to touch him, and it was cold outside, so he didn't take him out of this place directly.

In the middle of the night, Yin Wujiu developed a low-grade fever, Wen Jue didn't feel like sleeping at all, and kept watching the fire until dawn, when Yin Wujiu's fever finally subsided, and he fell asleep unbearably.

When Yin Wujiu woke up, he saw Wen Jue leaning against the stone wall motionless, took off his fur coat, covered him lightly, and went to add more firewood.

Yin Wujiu stared at the sleeping Wen Jue in a daze, suddenly, the other person shook his body, he was startled, he hurriedly supported him, thought for a while, Yin Wujiu carefully held Wen Jue's head, Putting it on his body, he was much smaller than Wen Jue. In order to make the other person lean on him comfortably, he changed his posture several times, and finally straightened his back.

When he stopped, he found that Wen Jue was still in a deep sleep. While he was relieved, he felt a little unspeakably uncomfortable. The master didn't wake up because of his movements, he must be too tired.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw mines to me: Mori 1;

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