A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

The four started on the road again, but Xiao Yan was the one walking in front, because Wu Dahu didn't know which way to go.

At this time, there is no need for Wu Dahu to pretend to have amnesia, so Song Qinghan knew that his previous behavior was true, and he couldn't tell what it was like, and always felt that there seemed to be a high barrier erected between the two of them. Between them, and neither of them intended to break that barrier.

Silent as Xiao Yan, he also felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere at this time, and couldn't help but open his mouth to find a topic: "The man who the master slashed with a knife before survived, I said that the master is not the kind of person who kills innocent people randomly, but they I still don't believe it."

Song Qinghan nodded absent-mindedly, and said casually: "That's good, don't worry about others, shall we go directly back to Aoki now?"

Xiao Yan subconsciously glanced at Wu Dahu, seeing that he didn't speak, he said in embarrassment: "Of course Aoki wants to go back, but because we are captives, it may be a little more troublesome..."

On this point, Aoki is the same as the barbarians, and he treats the soldiers who have been captives very harshly.

Even if they were forced to, even if they didn't do anything to leak military information, if they stayed in the enemy country for a while and then went back, it would be tantamount to betrayal.

Song Qinghan didn't know the inside story, and seeing Xiao Yan was in a dilemma, he asked hesitantly: "Then shall we turn around and join the big army?"

In fact, he wanted to ask before, why they didn't follow behind the Qingmu army, after all, seeing the fighting posture of the Qingmu people in full swing, they knew that they would win this battle.

Xiao Yan couldn't explain it too straightforwardly, so he could only vaguely say: "No, we will go our way so as not to drag them down..."

Song Qinghan nodded half-understood, glanced at Wu Dahu, saw him sitting on the horseback like a piece of wood, couldn't help frowning: "What on earth are you thinking? Why did you suddenly A rescue? Did you believe our words?"

As soon as he said this, Wu Dahu's appearance when he was talking to Wu Tan appeared in his mind, and he suddenly felt nauseated and retched.

Just as Wu Dahu was about to speak, when he saw his appearance, he suddenly walked up to him, grabbed the sleeping little stone, and stuffed it into the arms of Xiao Yan who hadn't recovered yet, while he hugged Song Qinghan himself. Come over and lay gently on your side on the horse's back.

Song Qinghan was stunned, staring blankly at his face, subconsciously said: "You remember?"

Wu Dahu looked down at him, then suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped Song Qinghan's horse, causing the horse to run to the side different from theirs because of its fright.

"It's about time to confuse them."

Seeing that his tone of voice was still so indifferent, Song Qinghan knew that he had a hot face on his cold ass again, and he felt depressed for a while, nestled in Wu Dahu's arms, closed his eyes, and said dissatisfiedly: "Take the little stone What are you doing? Xiao Yan doesn't know how to take care of children!"

Xiao Yan, who was named, looked at his froze left hand, and touched his head in embarrassment. Just as he was about to explain, he heard Wu Dahu say in a nonchalant tone: "He's too heavy, and you can't help it. Comfortable."

Xiao Yan carefully weighed the insignificant little stone. For some reason, he always felt that he should not speak at this time.

Song Qinghan snorted, subconsciously ignoring the fact that his body felt much better, and said in a bad tone: "You haven't answered my question yet!"

Wu Dahu followed behind Xiao Yan unhurriedly, seeing him turning his head to look at the two of them frequently, he said indifferently: "I have amnesia, not dementia. I can still tell who is good and who is bad."

Seeing him answering the question and mocking himself at the same time, Song Qinghan smiled back angrily, raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? It's not dementia, why are you talking to Wu Tan? Didn't you say that seeing him hurt would make you feel bad? How did you put the knife on his neck in a blink of an eye? Oh, man!"

Xiao Yan just adjusted the posture of holding the small stone, and when he heard this sentence in a blink of an eye, he always felt that he had suffered an innocent disaster again, subconsciously clamped the horse's belly, let the horse under him run faster, so as to pull away from Wu Dahu the distance between.

Wu Dahu didn't feel anything. He lowered his head and glanced at Song Qinghan. Seeing the moonlight shining on his face, the blush on his cheeks deepened. He subconsciously reached out and pulled his broken hair behind his ears. Slowly said: "If I don't pester him, he will pester you."

As soon as he said these words, Song Qinghan's body became stiff as if petrified, and his eyes were fixed on Wu Dahu.

It's just that Wu Dahu still has that calm appearance, making it difficult to tell whether what he said is the truth or a lie.

After a while, just when Wu Dahu thought that Song Qinghan would not speak again, he suddenly said: "So you and Wu Tan were fake from the beginning?"

Regarding this question, Wu Dahu admitted it readily, nodded and said: "He looks very powerful. If I want to occupy a favorable position, I must first gain his trust, and he seems to like that."

Song Qinghan couldn't help laughing out loud, thinking of Wu Tan's fascinated look, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Dahu and said, "So you are this kind of person, I don't even know if you don't lose your memory."

After saying this, he paused, thought carefully, and found that when he first came here, Wu Dahu's performance seemed to be not much different from his performance when he treated Wu Tan.

It's nothing more than doing what the other party likes, and doing what the other party wants, just like a chameleon.

As soon as he thought about this fact, his face became ugly, and he sneered: "So you are trying to gain my trust now?"

Wu Dahu shook his head quickly, and said calmly: "There is no need to obtain it, because you already trust me."

Song Qinghan was at a loss for words, and found that he really couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

But let him just give up talking back to Wu Dahu and admit that he has lost a lot, but he is unwilling, so he can only make trouble out of nothing: "I used to trust, but now I don't trust, who knows if you came with Wu Tan?" Mission: Impossible, deliberately follow us back to Qingmu, so as to help the barbarians win?"

Although Wu Dahu didn't understand the meaning of Mission: Impossible, he understood Song Qinghan's last sentence, and his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was thinking about how to solve this problem.

Although Xiao Yan distanced himself from Wu Dahu and Song Qinghan, his ears were always pricked up, and he listened to their conversation without missing a word.

Seeing Wu Dahu's silence for a long time, Xiao Yan felt that he should stand up and speak for him at this time, and said: "Master Wu, if Master Wu wants to help the barbarians, it is better to stay than to go back, after all, the Lord is so powerful in leading troops to fight. …”