Chapter 2 Chapter 2 After entering the villa, the sword bearer carried...
After entering the villa, the man with the sword carried the person, found an empty room, and put the person on the bed.
He looked at the man and hesitated to treat the wound.
There were footsteps outside the door.
He raised his head hesitantly and asked, "Should I give him the ordinary wound medicine or the special wound medicine? What if he wakes up and finds that his wound has healed all of a sudden? Will he think he has seen a monster? That would scare him, right?"
The person outside came in and closed the door. He put the thing covered with black cloth in his hand on the table, pulled away the black cloth, and found a small palm-sized lamp inside.
The light was as small as a soybean, flickering and could only barely illuminate half of the table, or even the entire room.
But at least it's a little brighter.
"Then you can use the ordinary one." The lantern bearer walked to the bed, looked at the man and answered.
"What if he dies because he can't be cured?" asked the sword-bearer with a frown.
"If they die, just throw them out," the lantern bearer said without a care in the world. He sat down beside the bed as if he were at home. "Are there not enough corpses around? It seems like there is no such thing as birth, aging, sickness and death anywhere."
"He didn't die in a serious way." The sword-wielder laughed, took out some ordinary wound medicine, walked to the bedside, pulled out the medicine cork, and the medicine popped out.
"How big is the difference between being killed by a bear and a normal death? There are bears in the mountains, and the people in the mountains have always known it. When they see a corpse, they will just think it was a bear that went out to look for food and dragged the person back dead." The lantern bearer still said nonchalantly.
“Yes, yes, yes,” the sword-bearer nodded repeatedly and said with a smile, “You are right. Please help me undress him so that I can apply the medicine to him. Otherwise, you can apply the medicine to him and I can undress him.”
"What a hassle," the lantern bearer muttered as he reached out to help untie the injured man's clothes. He side-glanced at the sword bearer in the light and said, "You're going to get your hands dirty after this. You have to get me some water. You can't wash your hands. I won't help you."
"I know, I know." The sword holder replied with a smile.
The sword-bearer first sprinkled the wound medicine on the wounded man. The wounded man trembled twice on the bed, and his eyeballs moved rapidly under his eyelids, as if he was about to wake up, but he did not wake up in the end.
The sword bearer and the lantern bearer worked themselves into a sweat, but they finally applied medicine to all the wounds on the injured.
"Actually, we should get some water to wipe him. He is too dirty now, with mud, sweat, and blood. It will be easy to get infected even if the medicine is applied. It would be better to get some bandages to wrap him up. But the conditions are simple, where can we get bandages?" The lantern bearer shook his head as he looked at the injured man.
"It's easy to do," the sword-bearer said to the lantern-bearer with a smile, "I'll find a way."
"What do you think of a solution?" The lantern bearer raised his eyebrows, familiar with him as if he knew himself. "I don't have a solution, what can you do?"
"That's all," the swordsman smiled and said with his eyes downcast, "either you give me the money and I'll go out and buy them, or you ask someone outside for them."
The lantern bearer could pay, but he no longer had much money. Compared to when he was the richest, he was now a beggar and had to be frugal with his money. He was reluctant to spend it carelessly.
You can also ask someone outside for it. Because of the lantern bearer's previous identity, they will give him whatever he wants, but they will definitely tell others later.
After all, his previous identity is a thing of the past, and now he is just a prisoner.
It’s just that other prisoners are locked up in prison, but he lives in a villa, which makes it sound a little better to say it out loud.
Therefore, unless he had no other choice, he was unwilling to ask for anything from those people.
The sword-bearer suddenly leaned close to the lantern-bearer's ear and said in a voice that only they could hear, half-seriously and half-spoofily, "Or, go find the system. They can give you anything you want."
The Lantern Bearer does have a system, and the Sword Bearer is a vest created by the Lantern Bearer based on the system.
The Lantern Bearer himself is imprisoned here and cannot go out, but the vest is not affected, so he can come and go outside all day long.
If I need to go out for something or buy something outside, I always go out under a vest.
Although there was a reason why the lantern bearer himself was reluctant to go out, it was undeniable that a prisoner could not go out casually, so when he had to go out, of course he had to let another person go.
The injured person on the bed woke up at this time. He was still dazed when he first woke up. He only felt that his clothes were wide open, he was very cold, and he didn't even have a quilt.
He shivered from the cold and opened his eyes. In fact, his consciousness was still confused at this time, and he didn't even react before his eyes were open.
When he opened his eyes, he saw two shadows overlapping on the wall. Although the wound was still painful, he was suddenly startled, his eyes widened, and he said quickly: "I didn't mean to peek at you kissing. I'm sorry!"
As he spoke, he quickly closed his eyes tightly, for fear of seeing anything he shouldn't see.
He was injured now and could not do anything. He lay on the bed, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he could not control his wandering thoughts: What are the identities of these two people?
I vaguely remember that a man with a sword saved me before I passed out. This must be the home of the man with the sword, right? Who is the other one? Since we are at home, we must be a family.
Are they real brothers? But I have never heard of brothers having a ritual of kissing each other before going to sleep at night. There is a difference between real brothers and real brothers.
That's the sworn brother?!
Speaking of which, their house was really dark. They only had one lamp on, and the light was so dim that I couldn't see anything except shadows and light.
The sword-wielder interrupted the injured man's thoughts and said righteously and coldly, "We are not kissing."
The injured person nodded randomly and thought to himself: I know, I know, you didn't kiss, it was me and my own shadow that kissed, you just tasted each other's tongue.
He is not a two or three-year-old child anymore, how could he be fooled by such words?
When he was 3 years old, he accidentally saw a widow kissing a man at the entrance of the village. They said to him: We didn’t kiss, we just ate cow tongues secretly together, don’t tell others. If others know, they will want to eat together, we don’t have that much cow tongue.
He didn't understand at the time, so he asked: Why are you so close together? Do you have to eat the cow tongue close together? Will it taste better if you eat it close together?
The widow blushed and said to him: That's because there is only one tongue left, and we have to eat it quickly so that it won't be discovered by others. It will be faster if we eat them together. It will be harder to be discovered if we eat them together.
He nodded doubtfully. Thinking back now, he really knew nothing at the time and was actually fooled by them.
He is no longer the little kid he was back then. He knows how to kiss. He won't be fooled so easily.
A sense of pride arises spontaneously.
The sword-bearer knew from his expression that he didn't believe it, so he shook his head and didn't explain further, so as not to make things worse. He just asked, "Does your wound still hurt?"
The injured man was stunned on the bed for a moment, then came to his senses and said carefully with his eyes closed: "It still hurts a little, but it's much better than before. I think it will be better soon."
The sword bearer nodded, and seeing that he still didn't open his eyes, he felt helpless: "We are separated now, you can open your eyes."
The injured person hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "It's too dark, I can't see clearly, it's a bit straining my eyes, let's just forget it."
He hesitated, not because he thought the two were really still kissing, but because he felt that the mountain was rumored to be very dangerous, not only because there were wolves, tigers and leopards, but also because some people said that there was a villa halfway up the mountain, and the emperor of the previous dynasty was imprisoned in the villa.
If he opened his eyes and accidentally saw something he shouldn't see or knew something he shouldn't know, even if he wasn't killed by the bear, he would probably not be able to get out tomorrow.
It’s better not to open your eyes and see anything.
The sword-bearing man thought for a moment and understood what the injured man meant. He nodded and said, "In that case, you should go to bed early. I will take you down the mountain early tomorrow morning."
The injured man was moved and couldn't help asking: "Do you know the way down the mountain?"
The sword bearer replied, "Yes."
His answer was so brief and to the point, probably meaning that he didn't want to say more.
Although the injured person was still very curious, he tried hard to suppress his desire to ask and said obediently, "Okay."
"Go to sleep." The swordsman said coldly.
The injured man felt a little lost and closed his eyes. His mind was in a mess and he couldn't fall asleep for a while. However, he was injured and had fought with the bear before. He was too tired to lift his arms, and he fell asleep unknowingly.
The lantern bearer stood up, turned around and walked to the table, wrapped the black cloth around the lantern, and walked out carrying it.
The man holding the sword seemed to have disappeared in the darkness, without a sound or trace.
The lantern bearer returned to his own residence, put away the lamp, folded the black cloth, and went back to bed to rest.
He was about to take a rest, but the system suddenly told him that two children from the village outside the mountain ran in not far from the villa halfway up the mountain and were in danger.
He said, "What does it have to do with me? I can't go out."
The system said: "If the two of them died here, your place would definitely be subject to another round of strict investigation. Don't you think it's troublesome?"
He was convinced.
The man with the sword went to rescue the man.
As for the other one, he had already run away and he probably wouldn’t be able to come back for a while.
So there is no need to worry tonight.
As for tomorrow, we’ll deal with tomorrow’s affairs tomorrow.
Now it's time to sleep.
The lantern bearer fell into a deep sleep with his eyes closed.
However, the current emperor couldn't sleep after receiving the news.
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