Back Off, Let Me Come

pain!

uncomfortable!

This was Shen Tang's first feeling.

Headache, hand pain, waist pain, leg pain, foot pain...

Everywhere in my body hurts.

As she regained consciousness, it seemed as if every cell in her body was beating gongs and drums to protest against her. After taking a short breath, the strong smell of earth and blood rushed straight into his nose. She frowned slightly, her temples throbbed and hurt, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The scene of Shen Tang falling to the ground was so unexpected that Zhai Le only had time to distract himself and order two black-armored soldiers to assist the guards in order to prevent the sword from injuring anyone during the melee. Qi Shan was so angry and funny, how could he have imagined that she would come out of nowhere like this?

As soon as he got closer, he heard Shen Tang cursing.

“Gan—where am I?”

As soon as she opened her eyes, she found herself face down, half of her face buried in a puddle of mud, and her cheeks were stained with mud. He raised his hand and wiped it, his palm was filled with blood. Only then did I realize that there was a puddle of mud somewhere. It was clearly a "blood puddle" where blood and water gathered!

He reluctantly sat up, raised his head and looked around.

Firelight caught her eyes. Most of the dwellings in the mountains were destroyed in the raging fire. Everywhere you could see were broken limbs and corpses. Bodies were spread across the ground, and blood was still flowing from the wounds. As expected, a fierce fighting broke out here not long ago.

There were constant shouts of killing around.

This scene made Shen Tang wonder if he had traveled through time again, to the battlefield of a small-scale encounter.

Don't blame her for being so imaginative.

She clearly remembered that not long ago, she was on the porch of a house, admiring the moon, drinking wine and drying her wet hair. She was so comfortable and happy, but how come she ran to a strange mountain col with her eyes closed and opened again. There are soldiers wearing red and black armor fighting with each other around?

The only thing she was thankful for was that none of the soldiers' attention was on her, otherwise it would be dangerous for anyone who targeted her.

"Shen Wulang, Shen Xiaolangjun——"

At this time, a familiar male voice came to Shen Tang's ears.

Xun Sheng looked up and saw a familiar face.

He said happily: "Yuanliang! Why are you here?"

Qishan: "..."

A simple sentence blocked the strange anger that he wanted to blurt out. It was so irritating that it made him choke.

What qualifications does Shen Tang have to ask him this question?

Why is he here in the middle of the night?

Doesn’t Shen Xiaolangjun have any idea?

Qi Shan showed a faint smile and asked Shen Tang softly: "Shen Xiaolang, do you still remember what you did before?"

Shen Tang: "..."

Although she was confused, her intuition told her that Qishan's smile was so charming that it was definitely not a good person. As soon as she finished speaking, Qishan's smile became even more "bright". She felt a slight electric shock and numbness on her scalp, and her whole body felt unnatural.

Shen Tang timidly said: "...I don't know."

He hesitated again: "I, what did I do?"

"What did you do?" Qishan almost gritted his teeth, "First you ran all the way to the central government office in Xiaocheng, and then you ran all the way out of Xiaocheng from there and dived into the deep mountains and forests more than 20 miles away. Shen Youli Ah, Shen Youli, you can really run!"

Shen Tang: "..."

"When others drink, they will go crazy and talk crazy things. If you drink, you will kill whoever you catch with your sword, right?"

Shen Tang, who was being scolded all over, said: "..."

She blinked blankly and innocently - belatedly guessing that she had a share of the credit for this place's masterpiece.

"I did not do it on purpose……"

As an otaku painter, she knew that she was not a good drinker, but she never expected that a bowl of Dukang wine could knock her down. After she was knocked down, she would drink like crazy and kill people with a sword. Seeing Qi Shan's worry under anger, she felt embarrassed and ashamed, and wanted to fight for the ground with her head.

Qi Shan was filled with anger like a punctured balloon, and he waved his hand helplessly and said, "Don't drink anymore in the future."

It would be fine if Shen Xiaolangjun didn't bother others when he was drinking, but it was others who suffered, and he would stop him no matter what.

Shen Tang: "Oh."

Without their commander in chief, the red-armored soldiers were like headless flies. Soon they were all cannibalized by the black-armored soldiers, and the killing cries gradually stopped. Zhai Le took back the Martial Tiger Talisman and dragged the seriously injured "thief" to Shen Tang with one hand, his pair of burning peach blossoms flashing a smile that seemed like he was asking for credit. Just listen to him calling loudly: "Brother Shen, I brought this little thief who stole your treasure to you!"

Shen Tang's head was full of questions: "Huh???"

Qi Shan glanced at the "thief" expressionlessly.

Is this the "thief" that Mr. Shen Xiaolang went wild at night and ran for more than twenty miles with a sword to catch him? I guess he suffered an unforeseen disaster... Well, I can't say that. If Mr. Shen Xiaolang hadn't accidentally bumped into him, with that formation, he would have died!

Thinking of this, Qishan's eyes darkened slightly.

How could an ordinary person attract such a level of pursuit? Eighth-class public servants are not just cabbages in the fields. They can be found everywhere. Even in the army, they are generals who can lead three to five thousand troops. Let someone with this kind of strength come out to hunt down...

He slightly tapped his eyelids to hide his deep thoughts, vaguely guessing something.

And the "thief" Zhai Le calls...

He was seriously injured and almost unconscious. He was suddenly startled by these words. The thick layer of blood could not hide the confusion on his face. He didn't know when he had become a "thief". He was sure that he did not "steal" Shen Tang's things, but he could not resist that he did possess a treasure.

His muscles tensed and he was secretly on guard.

Shen Tang looked puzzled and asked Zhai Le: "What kind of thief?"

Zhai Le was also stopped by her question. He pointed at the "thief" and raised his voice: "Didn't Brother Shen say that this person stole your treasure?"

Shen Tang: "..."

She's not, she's not, don't accuse good people wrongly!

Facing the gazes of three pairs of eyes, Shen Tang took a step back, lacking confidence: "I, I was drunk earlier..."

Therefore, whatever she does has nothing to do with her!

For a moment, the atmosphere was so awkward that people wanted to dig out a three-bedroom and one-living room with their toes. Shen Tang lowered his head and saw, oh, the clogs on his feet were still backwards. While no one was paying attention to this detail, Qing Mimi took off her clogs and put them on again, pretending that nothing happened.

Hearing these words, the "thief" secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just don’t come here for him...

Because they were too embarrassed, Shen Tang and the others did not want to return to Xiaocheng like this. They planned to spend the night in the wild and take the seriously injured "thief" to the stream downstream of the residence to treat wounds and clean stains.

Since there was only one piece of pajamas, Shen Tang could only wash his face in a hurry. At this time, midsummer had just passed and autumn had not yet entered. The air was still hot and humid and dull, as if there was an invisible force pressing on his chest. In addition, the blood, dirt and dirt clung to his skin, making Shen Tang feel uncomfortable all over.

"I'm going to chop some firewood."

There is still unfinished firewood in the houses.

After resting for a while, the weakness and weakness when I first woke up have faded. Shen Tang was chopping firewood with the mother's sword, Zhai Le was tricked by her into digging a hole and burying the body, and Qi Shan was responsible for taking care of the seriously injured "thief". The conditions in the field are limited and the wounds can only be treated simply. But with the recovery ability of a ninth-level or fifth-level doctor, he can recover even after seven or eight days of treatment.

"Thank you to the three martyrs for the rescue."

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