Chapter 39

"You have no sense of propriety when you speak. If they hear you saying something you shouldn't, you'll have a big argument when you go back, and it's bound to be a mess. It's better not to say anything."

The general held the deputy general and whispered to him.

The deputy general was anxious, and he knew that the general was right. He sighed, turned around, and took two steps to the side, hoping that he could avoid seeing it.

"Come with us."

The man in red robe walked up to the world of truth with a smile and said to him.

The world of truth nodded.

The deputy general couldn't help it for a moment, and turned around and looked at the world of truth.

The world of truth smiled at him, and this smile comforted him, and he barely stood still.

But he really wanted to take a knife and chop the man in red robe right now. Of course, he knew that he couldn't do that, but this impulse was almost burning him to death.

His face flushed red. He fell ill the day after the world of truth left the barracks. However, none of the doctors in the barracks could cure him. They could only let him recover from the fever and lie down in bed to rest.

He held the hand of the general who came to visit him and asked about the news of the world of truth.

The general was silent for a long time, then his face turned pale and he told him that the world of truth was dead.

"How is it possible? How could he die? Wasn't he fine when he left? He wasn't sick or injured. How could he die suddenly?"

The deputy general took a breath and struggled to sit up from the bed. In his surprise and panic, his head hit the bed with a bang.

He had no choice but to lie back down, but he still stared at the general with his eyes open, waiting for an answer, even though his eyes were dark.

"He was indeed fine when he went there. He was not injured or sick. He was fine on the way, but he was beheaded when he arrived. The answer given to us was that he despised the king."

The general turned his head and whispered.

The deputy general was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, with some sadness in his laughter.

"So he despised the king. I should have known it earlier. He was like that before he went there. How could he be better after he went there? He shouldn't have been allowed to go. He shouldn't have been allowed to go in the first place."

The deputy general trembled all over, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fainted.

The general stood up suddenly and shouted to the people around him, "Go call a doctor.

" The doctor came and shook his head after examining him, saying that he was angry and that he would be fine after a rest, but if he continued to be so angry, he would probably get hurt again.

"What if I get hurt later?"

The deputy general gradually woke up and turned around, lying on the bed and muttering.

"If I get hurt again later, it means I'm hurting the root. If it's not well treated, I'm afraid it will leave a root of disease. I won't be able to do anything in the future. I'm hurting myself."

The doctor sighed.

"I know, you all go out, I want to be quiet for a while."

The deputy general closed his eyes and said.

The doctor packed up his things and prepared to go out. Before leaving, he said to the general at the door: "The little doctor who has been following you, tell me something before you leave."

"What is it?"

"The young doctor said that if he went and didn't come back, he would ask his apprentice to take over his shift.

His apprentice knows everything he knows.

If he can't come back, his apprentice can take over and continue to treat the general's illnesses and injuries with his skills. He also said that he really hopes his apprentice can stay in the barracks and work for the general like he does.

By the way, he also said that his apprentice looks very similar to him, his name is Green, and he lives nearby. He has met him once before. The reason he

didn't bring him here before was because the barracks are a restricted area for ordinary people to approach, and he was afraid that if he brought him in, there would be trouble again, so he let his apprentice wait for him not far away.

Even if he didn't let his apprentice enter the barracks, he should at least go to see him and send a message to let his apprentice know that there is no need to wait any longer."

The doctor said to the general.

"So he has an apprentice. I've never heard him mention it before."

"Maybe he originally thought he could come back alive, so there's no need to publicize this kind of thing."

"In that case, we should go and meet him."

The general looked into the distance and said.

So, even if the word got through, the doctor nodded and turned away.

The general then went to see Green. Green lived in a small, shabby house. The house was small and shabby. It trembled when the wind blew, as if it would fall apart if a child poked it with a stick.

The clothes Green wore were torn and old, and they didn't fit him. The inner clothes were particularly small, and the outer clothes were particularly large. When the wind blew in here, his body made a whirring sound, as if there was a flute hidden in it.

In fact, it was the gap between his inner and outer clothes that made the sound when the wind blew. When

the general saw him like this, the words he was about to say no to him got stuck in his throat and he couldn't say them. Tears welled up in his eyes. Green was indeed very similar to the world of truth.

Looking at the similar face, the general remembered the things that happened to him when the world of truth was still alive. The sadness touched his heart and he couldn't speak.

"Are you the general? Please come in. Although my room is a little small, it can still accommodate people. I still have some water inside. Will the general drink it all?"

Green was very enthusiastic, as if he knew very little about his future. He was so naive and ignorant that it made the general's speculation that he had evil intentions seem particularly excessive.

The general could only nod and follow him into the shabby little house.

The inside of the house looked as shabby as the outside.

When the wind blows inside, there is wind in all directions, even the straw on the top of the head can fly up, and two straws seem to fall into the water cup at any time.

The reason why I say that is because after Green poured water for the general, he still protected the top of the water cup with his hand to prevent something from falling into it, and then he put it in front of the general. Seeing

him like this, the general's original words were even more difficult to say. He could only take his cup and nodded. He wanted to compliment him, but felt that anything he said at this time would be perfunctory.

The general could only hold the cup, sit on the stool where he couldn't even straighten his legs, sighed, and bent over, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

"Is my master in trouble?"

Green asked hesitantly when he saw the general's appearance.

The general was speechless and could only nod.

Green's eyes fell on the general's leg.

"Then do you want me to treat you, General? My skills are the same as my master's. I can do what my master can do, and I can't do what my master can't do.

Since you are here and sitting here, don't be polite to me. Let me see the wound."

Green smiled at the general, and then he swooped over, squatted down, and lifted up the general's trouser legs.

The general held his trousers, not knowing how to react for a moment, and his expression was a bit helpless.

Seeing that Green had not reacted yet, he could only hold Green's hand again.

Green looked confused and raised his head.

"Are you worried that I've poisoned you, general? Poison is expensive, and I don't have the money to buy it. If the generals are worried, I'll wash my hands before coming back. I promise that the water I use is all from nearby."

Green sighed as he spoke, as if fetching water was tiring.

But fetching water was indeed tiring, and he picked the water himself, so it was understandable that he felt tired.

The general patted him on the shoulder.

"Good boy, you are a good boy, but your master has already had an accident with me, and I can't take you there again.

If both you and your master die with me, how can I explain to people like you?"

the general whispered.

"It doesn't matter.

My master is an orphan, and so am I. We don't have any relatives or friends. All we have to do in our lives is to treat the general's leg injury.

The general doesn't have to be polite to us. My master won't blame you, and neither will I if I die. If you don't let me treat you, then both of us, the master and the disciple, died in vain."

Green said with tears in his eyes and red eyes.

He looked really aggrieved.

Originally, he was pretending to be 80%, but when he thought that he would not get help if he couldn't contact the general, he became sincere and tears rushed down in a blink of an eye.

Even if it was only two points of pretense at this moment, those two points of pretense turned into ten points of true feelings.

Seeing him crying like this, the general couldn't say anything.

"Do you really want to join the barracks?"

The general asked him.

"I only want to stay by the general's side, to treat his wounds and illnesses, and nothing else.

Where I go is entirely up to the general,"

Green replied.

"The barracks are a hard place, even harder than here. Do you really want to go? If you go, you may die on the battlefield, or under someone else's knife. Don't you regret it?"

The general asked carefully.

"I want to go. My master has gone, so how can I not go? I won't regret it, because even if my master is gone, the general is still in the barracks."

Green replied with sobs.

The general nodded.

After a long time, he spoke again.

"Since you are like this, I can't persuade you. I can take you, but I don't want you to regret it. You have to think about it carefully. I will come to you in three days. If you are willing, come with me.

Are you willing to wait for these three days?"

The general looked at him steadily and asked.

He nodded.

"I am willing. I will definitely wait. It only takes three days. Please come to me in three days.

Even if the general is not free, you can let others come to find me. I will go with you. Just don't forget me."

Green said.

The general nodded, got up and left.

Three days later, the general really came with people to pick him up, but before leaving, the general asked him again, don't you regret it? Are you sure you want to go?

He said I am willing.

The general nodded, took him to the barracks, and arranged a place for him to live. This time, his place was the same as last time, and he still lived in the same room.

"This used to be your master's house, and it was not given to anyone else. Since you are here, it is only natural to give it to you.

You live here, and I hope you can get used to the life here. You don't need to do anything on weekdays."

The general sighed.