After dressing as a widow

The little leaders in the refugee army are quite conspicuous, most of them eat fat and big ears, wrapping themselves in good materials like a poor man getting rich, and a few of them are still hugging the original girls and brothers in this village, where Prostitution in the daytime.

Gu Lin found an opportunity to kill two more, and got a total of seven or eight bottles of wound medicine. Suddenly, he was about to leave along the way he came, when he heard the word "Anyuan Town" from one of the group of people.

The treacherous-looking, bearded refugee army said: "Why do you keep pestering me to tell me about being a soldier in Anyuan Town? The inspections that control me are very boring, and they suppress us every day. Practice, full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, it's useless."

"However, hehe," said the treacherous Anyuan Town's former soldier, "I heard that there was a brother in our town before I left Anyuan Town. She looks like a vixen, with that face, waist, and buttocks, so beautiful."

"If I can successfully take down Anyuan Town this time, I'll have to look for it and taste what this vixen tastes like."

"Really so beautiful?"

"That's right, even the young masters of the rich families in the town have fallen for him, and even their mother is gone to be with him."

Suddenly, a panicked voice came to mind: "Someone came in and killed a few people!"

Talking about how to take down Anyuan Town, and how to be happy, the few people looked around back to back like frightened birds.

Knowing that he was exposed, Gu Lin looked at the two horses tied up in front of the largest thatched hut in the village by these people, and suddenly ran over there with a long stride. These refugee troops on their own way.

He wanted to leave on horseback, report back to Anyuan Town as soon as possible after taking care of Uncle Lin's injuries, at least he couldn't ask this gang of refugees to loot Anyuan Town like Fucheng didn't even have time to react.

Following his strength, the huge heavy broadsword, accompanied by the sound of the wind, shocked several refugee soldiers.

"That's the master's knife!"

"Why is the master's knife in his hand!"

Hearing the sound coming out of the house, the man with a swollen face and the man with the appearance of a mouse were very surprised to hear that someone had broken into the village. Then they saw the huge broad knife in Gu Lin's hand, and their expressions changed drastically.

It was their boss's big knife, and no one could use it except their boss, and now it was in the hands of the young man in front of him.

The third child who looked like a mouse turned into a spirit sank, "Stop him!"

But he backed away. Although he didn't like the boss' temper, he still had a clear understanding of the boss's martial arts. Even if the three of them combined couldn't defeat him, since this young man was able to take the wide-ranging sword from the boss Knife, martial arts must not be bad, he will not rashly go up to die.

And Gu Lin knew that he couldn't delay, he didn't seem to feel the knife wound on his shoulder, he used a huge and heavy broad knife so that more than 20 refugee troops nearby couldn't get close, and then he tripped the horse and flew away. Going out, entangled the beam where the horse was tied, jumped onto the horse's back with a long step, and at the same time swung the huge broad knife to kill the other horse. run out.

"咴!!!" The horse was suddenly flew up by someone, raised its front hooves and lost its temper, Gu Lin clamped the horse's belly fiercely, and knocked on the horse's belly with his heel, "Drive!"

No matter how reluctant, the horse knew that it could not get rid of the man on its back, neighing and running in the direction directed by Gu Lin.

"Damn it!" Looking at the dead body of the last horse and several people who were seriously injured on the ground, the third child who looked like a mouse was itching his teeth with hatred.

And those refugee soldiers who rushed out looked at the back of Gu Lin riding away on horseback, and asked him that there was still a man with a fleshy face: "Second and third, do you want to chase after him?"

"He is riding a horse and you chase him with your feet, can you catch him?! Stupid!!!"

And that person even killed the boss, and going to a few people was just delivering food to others.

"Bah!" The third child who looked like a mouse spit hard, and could only pinch his nose to suffer this dark loss.

When Gu Lin ran out on horseback, he kept an eye out. He didn't run straight at Lin Zhenzai in the direction of Anyuan Town, but found another direction at random, and ran back after running for a certain distance. The faint redness on his left shoulder showed that he had just opened the wound with a huge broad knife, but fortunately, it was not completely ruptured.

He rode his horse fast, and arrived at Lin Zhen's hiding place in a short while, got off the horse and pulled away the branches and dead bushes that were placed on it.

Lin Zhen, who was already a little dizzy from the fever and thought he had a problem with his ears, actually heard the sound of horseshoes, raised his head and looked at him: "Shuanzi..."

Sitting in the bushes, he raised his eyes to look at Gu Lin from the bottom up. It was a look that Gu Lin rarely saw. His eyes were moist and his voice was soft.

Gu Lin paused, took him out of the bushes, put him on the ground next to him, broke a dead wood and handed it to his mouth: "Uncle Lin, I want to help you squeeze out the pus from the wound, you Hold on."

Lin Zhen, whose cheeks were flushed from the burn, took the dead wood and bit it in his mouth. He dared not touch his foot, it hurt so badly. Now he had to forcefully squeeze out the pus inside. One can imagine how painful it would be. I am not sure myself.

"Okay, come on." He said vaguely with a dead stick in his mouth.

Gu Lin held his no longer white and thin soles, exerted some strength, and in an instant, pus swelled up inside, yellow and white, very disgusting to look at.

Lin Zhen burst into tears from the pain, and his brain, which was a little dizzy from the burning, seemed to be pricked by a needle, and he became sober in an instant.

He made two pitiful whimpers from his nose, clutching the stone on the ground with one hand, and the clothes on Gu Lin's right shoulder with the other.

He was in pain, and Gu Lin was also in pain. If possible, Gu Lin would like to transfer all the injuries on his body to herself, and let herself suffer for him.

Gu Lin glanced at him, squeezed out the pus from the soles of his feet with his hands, then wiped it with the cloth of his relatively clean underwear, and took out the wound healing medicine snatched from the little leader of the refugee army, Sprinkle a thick layer on the soles and tops of his feet, and apply it to the festering blisters on his feet by the way, and then wrap it with a cloth.

"These refugee troops have sent their ideas to Anyuan Town, Uncle Lin, we have to rush back to Anyuan Town as soon as possible to report, so that they can prepare early."

"They're going to Anyuan Town." Lin Zhen couldn't imagine what this vicious group of refugee troops would do if they arrived in Anyuan Town, and trembled in his heart, "Okay, let's go quickly."

Suddenly, Lin Zhen's eyes flickered for a while, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to hug something he could hold. When he realized it, he realized that Gu Lin's right hand was holding his waist and back, and his left hand, which was implicated by his left shoulder, was placed under his leg, while he hugged him. It was Gu Lin's neck that lived.

This posture was so strange that Lin Zhen opened his eyes wide and didn't realize it.

He looked at Gu Lin's chin, and held back a sentence for a long time: "Gu, Gu Shuanzi, you..."

Gu Lin still had the same expression on his face as before, "Your foot is hurt, I'll help you get on the horse."

But only Gu Lin knew what he was thinking when he said this.

Lin Zhen blinked, and with the help of Gu Lin, he stretched his legs and stepped on the horse's back. The saddle under his buttocks was not particularly hard, but he had never ridden a horse before, and he felt like his body was not affected by himself when he rode up all of a sudden. The feeling of control, and a little fear of the horse rushing forward, the legs unconsciously clamped the horse's belly.

The horse, who was already a bit temperamental, was about to kick as soon as it was caught in the stomach and snorted a few times.

Gu Lin supported Lin Zhen on the horse's back with one hand, and pulled the saddle with the other hand, kicked the horse's butt hard, kicked the horse honestly, grabbed the saddle and jumped behind Lin Zhen, holding the rein from his waist : "Uncle Lin, don't be afraid, I won't let you fall."

"Relax your back and keep your legs away from the horse's belly."

There were two people riding on one saddle, and it was crowded no matter what. Lin Zhen was a little uncomfortable at first, but since this is a child he raised with his own hands, the discomfort soon dissipated.

And really, as Gu Lin said, no matter how fast it was, there was no danger of him falling, so he gradually let go of his heart.

This was the most relaxing journey in the past half a month. Medicine was applied to the painful feet, and he didn't have to bear the pain to walk. Even the wind blowing on his face felt a bit cool.

It took them more than an hour to arrive at the main channel of the Majin River, which took half a day to walk. They saw a four to five feet wide channel lying there like a winding dragon snake. The water level inside the river had dropped by more than half, and there was still A shallow layer.

As long as there is water, they don't need to count on the half glass of water for the next two or three days.

Gu Lin didn't let Lin Zhen come down, but jumped off the horse by himself, first found a relatively gentle place to go down, and led Lin Zhen's horse down.

He stepped on the reins and asked the horse to go down to drink water, while he dipped the dry bamboo cup into the river water on top, filled it full and handed it to Lin Zhen.

At this moment, how can I care about whether it is river water or well water, whether it is boiled or not? It hurts, but it is comfortable. The mouth, throat, and internal organs all send out signals of joy because of the full glass of water.

Lin Zhen drank a cup quickly, and handed the cup to Gu Lin: "More."

Gu Lin saw that the corners of his mouth were wet, and his eyes finally looked divine, showing a smile, took the glass and filled it with water again and handed it over.

This time Lin Zhen is not so reincarnated like a starving ghost. He looked at the river leading to Anyuan Town: "The terrain of Anyuan Town is much lower than here. Since there is still a little water here, the water in Anyuan Town There should be more water than here."

There are many small rivers in Anyuan Town itself. Except for the deep mountains and old forests, the town and surrounding villages are full of rivers, which is why Lin Zhen came straight from Fucheng.

It's too far to go to other places, and I don't know the way, so it's better to go back to Anyuan Town, at least I have a little confidence in my heart.

But it would be a lie to say that he was completely sure before, and he was also uneasy, and he didn't let go of his heart until he saw the Majin River with a little water left.