Chapter 31: When we meet again, we will be strangers



Chapter 31: When we meet again, we will be strangers

"Wait here, I'll get you some water." After saying that, Du Wanwan walked towards the mountains.

When they were far away, he gave Yetingxiao's water bag to Yaya and told her: "Half of it is spiritual spring water, and half is stream water."

Yaya remembered it, took the water bag, packed it up, and sent it out.

Du Wanwan took a look, picked up the water bag, waited there for a moment, then turned around and came to Ye Tingxiao.

Handing him the water bag, he said, "Remember, we have nothing to do with each other anymore. When you see me from now on, it's like you're a stranger."

Yetingxiao paused as he took the water bag: "Why? Du Dalang! You saved my life, why are you disassociating yourself from me?"

"I just want to live a safe life with my parents and brother. I don't want to cling to the rich and powerful." Du Wanwan's voice was very low and cold, "You are the son of Pingyang Marquis, you are destined to be on a different level from people like us.

This pot of water is for you and your men to save us. If we meet again in the future, we will pretend not to know each other. It is a pleasant thing for us to just smile and let it go. "

Without waiting for Ye Tingxiao to respond, Du Wanwan turned and left.

"We met by chance and smiled at each other."

Muttering these eight words, Ye Tingxiao felt a little lost in his heart. He looked at Du Wanwan's back and sat down dejectedly. It's not easy to meet someone in this world.

They met by chance, but she saved him and gave him a rare opportunity.

I wanted to express my gratitude, but she rejected it completely. How could there be such a calm and self-controlled person in the world, who is neither arrogant nor impatient, can see through everything, and is so clear-headed.

After opening the water bag, Yetingxiao tilted his head back and took a sip. He instantly felt a clear feeling going straight to his heart, and a familiar warmth spread throughout his body.

His eyes widened in joy, he put away the water bag and began to meditate.

After one cycle of exercise, all the fatigue in the body is gone, and I feel energetic, and all the tiredness from not sleeping for several days and nights is gone.

Ye Tingxiao stood up and touched the water bag on his waist. He suddenly understood that Du Dalang's water was very special. The medicine was soaked in water. No wonder he could not only cure the disease but also improve his internal strength after drinking the medicine.

She used such precious water to repay him for his help tonight, which showed that she had lost a lot. He had to take action, because if he didn't stop the vanguard of the enemy here, he would not be able to stop the main force behind.

The vanguard was destroyed silently, and the main force of the Qiezi did not dare to rush into the Wei Dynasty. This is a law. If the vanguard did not reach the designated location, but disappeared in the territory of the Wei people, they would also be afraid.

After giving Yeting Xiaoshui, Du Wanwan returned to the mountains. The people in Huojia Village had already settled down, and every household or a few households were crowded together, waiting for dawn.

All the people living at the foot of the mountain were dead. Huo Si'en mobilized everyone to dig pits to bury the bodies. He also asked them to search the corpses and collect all the things they found together.

The bodies had to be buried and all the blood and other traces cleaned up, otherwise the troops following behind would smell the scent and chase after us.

In that case, the people in Huojia Village would surely die.

Upon hearing the news, all the able-bodied villagers went down the mountain to work, fearing that any carelessness might leave a source of trouble.

Du Wanwan found her family and learned that Du Wenjun and Du Jiang had gone down to help. She comforted Yao Meixian and Yu Hanyan, found a deserted place, went into the space to wash up and then came out.

She was so dirty that she could smell the stench, and she couldn't stand it. But she didn't dare to use shower gel when washing her hair and taking a bath, so she just used some shampoo.

She was afraid that if she smelled too good, she would be exposed. After all, she was dressed like a man, and a man should act like a man. If she smelled too good, people would think she was a gigolo, a fake man.

If nothing unexpected happens, she will be happy to keep wearing this men's clothing. In ancient times, it was easier for men to do things, and it was not easy for women to get along well.

Besides, the original owner had delicate features. If she gained some weight and dressed up a little, she would definitely not be ugly. It was not a good thing for a woman to be beautiful and come from a humble background.

In ancient times, human rights were not respected, so we still had to be careful.

No matter how poor a man's background is, he can always make a name for himself with his own abilities. But for a woman, it is probably harder than climbing to the sky.

Du Wanwan finished washing up, changed into clean clothes inside and still wore dirty clothes outside, and returned to the crowd. Huo Sien had already returned with his men.

All the injured were gathered together, torches were lit, and Du Wanwan was asked to go over and take a look.

Most of the people had knife wounds, so they needed a lot of gold wound medicine. The people in Huojia Village had some, but not much.

"Chief! Didn't the Qizi Army find any medicine for wounds? Didn't you let everyone feel the contents of the corpse?"

Du Wanwan's question reminded Huo Sien, and he immediately answered: "Yes, yes, yes, we did search the corpse, and the things we found were all in strange shapes and sizes, and we couldn't tell what was what. Du Dalang! You're a doctor, go and see if there's any medicine for the wounds."

When the village guard heard what he said, he immediately asked people to bring in all the stolen items, filling two large baskets. They dumped them on the ground in a mess.

Du Wanwan didn't care, she just picked the medicine for the wound. She was a doctor, she knew what medicine was just by looking at it.

He picked out a small pile of medicine for injuries and put it in a basket: "I will go to treat the injuries of the villagers. The remaining things are of no use to the doctor."

Huo Si'en nodded and asked the village protection team to pick out the items by type and distribute them at daybreak.

There were many injured people in Huojia Village, about 50 or 60, one third of them were seriously injured, and the rest were slightly injured. The most seriously injured was a young man named Huo Jiu, who had just got married last year and his wife was pregnant. His left leg was chopped off, the skin and flesh were torn, and the bone was visible.

His daughter-in-law stayed by his side, her eyes swollen from crying.

Seeing Du Wanwan was the first to heal her man, she knelt down and was about to kowtow, but she was supported by her empty heart: "Sister-in-law! You are pregnant, I am here, it's okay. Your man's leg is fine, I will heal him well."

On the way back with the medicine, she asked Yaya to replace some of the medicine in the sheepskin cases with needles and thread for sewing the skin.

Otherwise, if those things appeared out of nowhere, it would arouse Huo Sien's suspicion. He was there the whole time when the medicine was taken. If he wanted the things to appear without anyone noticing, they had to appear in the medicine brought by the Zijun Army.

Yaya was very good at changing several bags. Even if someone followed her, no one noticed.

Du Wanwan was grateful for Yaya's ability in her heart. Her space was very special, and Yaya was always helpful whenever she needed help.

He asked Huo Jiu's wife to find a clean cloth, put it in Huo Jiu's mouth, and told him to bite it, "You have to be strong. The next treatment will be painful. But you have to bear it no matter how painful it is. Think about your wife and unborn child. Think about the hateful Qizi army and your bravery in killing them."

Huo Jiu's face turned pale, and he nodded slightly: "Don't worry! Dalang! I can hold on, I can hold on."

"good!"

Du Wanwan took out the liquor, took a sip, and sprayed it on Huo Jiu's leg. The pain made him shiver continuously.

"Hold on, as long as you get through tonight, you'll be fine, believe me!"

(End of this chapter)

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