Mercenaries and Adventurers

What the hell, why do you name people indiscriminately?

Zhao Ji wanted to refute a few words, but he thought that the other party could not understand what he said, and it was difficult to refute what he said, and he still needed help from the other party, so he nodded and pinched his nose to admit it. This issue.

"This is considered to be doing as the Romans do. Selling him face, after all, when I was young, I was called "Chicken Chicken" by my classmates. Let's use it as a nickname." Zhao Ji thought to himself.

The two drivers got out of the car and handed the things to Jamura, ointment, zabu, clear water and a skin of drinking water.

"Enclose the carts, form a circle, don't relax just because of the daytime, move, move!" Jamura yelled loudly, and the two drivers quickly climbed onto the donkey cart, and the four drivers Operating the donkey cart formed a rectangle with Jamla and Zhao Ji as the center.

Zhao Ji was a little puzzled. He didn't know why it was so unnecessary to surround the car like this. If it was done like this, wouldn't it increase the trouble when we set off in a while.

At this time, Jamura patted Zhao Ji's shoulder lightly and pointed to the wheel, motioning him to sit on the wheel of a donkey cart in a circle, raised the ointment in his hand, smiled, and motioned him to take The medicine started.

Understanding what the other party meant, Zhao Ji followed Jamura's instructions and sat on the spokes of the donkey cart. Then Jamura signaled Zhao Ji to stretch out his arms, knowing that the other party wanted to treat his wound, Zhao Ji quickly stretched out his arms, his wound was always painful, if not for the injuries on both his legs and calves, he would It is impossible to walk a short distance in one afternoon, after all, it takes so much effort to walk.

Of course, this was also a matter of good luck, and I happened to meet this caravan at a fork in the road. Otherwise, he would have to walk all the way to the gathering place of human beings. Not to mention whether he could make it through, but if he stopped, then he would have to eat grass all the way in the wild to fill his stomach.

Jamura opened a small wooden barrel, which was thirty to forty centimeters high and short. He first soaked a fairly clean jute cloth in water, took it out after the cloth was soaked, and then washed and wiped the wound on Zhao Ji's arm with a damp cloth, and wiped away the soil, blood and some grass seeds stained on the wound. Kind of thing erased.

After opening the small jar of the ointment, a fresh scent of green grass wafted out. Zhao Ji sniffed, and the pleasant smell made him want to inhale the grassy scent a few more times.

Jamura then dipped one end of the clean cable tie with ointment. The ointment was a dark green sticky ointment, and covered Zhao Ji's wound with the ointment-coated cable tie, and wrapped the remaining cable tie around Zhao Ji's wound. Ji's arm circled twice, then tied it tightly.

Repeat again, Zhao Ji's other arm was prepared in the same way.

The pain in the wound miraculously disappeared gradually. Zhao Ji was surprised. His wound was obviously not healed, but the ointment may contain something that paralyzes the pain of the wound tissue, and this paralysis only covers the pain of the wound, and does not The movement of the hands was not affected. Zhao Ji shook his hands, feeling something.

Jamura opened the water sac, which was obviously made from the stomach pouch of some kind of animal. Jamla handed the water bag to Zhao Ji: "Water, drink." And made a demonstration of drinking water, indicating that the other party should drink water.

Zhao Ji took the water bag and sank in his hand. The water bag was quite heavy, "Gudong, Gudong..." Zhao Ji drank a small amount to moisten his throat, and then drank heavily.

"Ah, cool!" After drinking enough water, Zhao Ji felt really happy, and his whole body didn't seem to hurt much.

It turned out that Jamura healed Zhao Ji's wounds on both calves while Zhao Ji was drinking water. If they didn't understand, they also explained how powerful it was, saved so-and-so's life, and which big shots were injured and Jamura treated them.

"Haha, that's right, old man Oldford, the former secondary tax officer in the city,

I broke my leg when I fell off the horse. "Jamura was very proud, and proudly said to the farmers.

The farmers also asked that their family members were injured in the future, hoping that Mr. Jamura would show kindness and help them when he came to the village.

Jamura patted his chest and promised, saying that if he was injured and came to their Foxtail Caravan in the future, he would be right.

Zhao Ji looked dazed when he saw them happily flattering each other, but seeing that Jamura who treated him was the center of everyone's flattery, he also laughed.

Seeing that Zhao Ji also smiled, Jamura patted Zhao Ji on the shoulder and pulled him, signaling him to stand up, then stuck a little ointment on his fingertips, parted his hair, and rubbed it on Zhao Ji's head wound. The medicine was very effective, and Zhao Ji's head pain was relieved as soon as the ointment was applied.

Zhao Ji took a deep breath, patted the dust on his buttocks, jumped a little, and felt much better. Although he was still very hungry, at least he was neither thirsty nor hurt.

Jamura took Zhao Ji to the side of the second donkey cart and motioned Zhao Ji to climb into the cart and sit on the pile of goods.

Zhao Ji tried it twice, stepped on the edge of the donkey cart and carefully climbed up to see what Jamura was still talking to the driver beside the cart. The driver fished out a small bundle of rope from the space under the seat and handed it to Jamura.

"Young man, I'm sorry, although you don't look like a bandit, but for the safety of the caravan, I have to tie your hands. I will let you go when I get to the town." Jamura said loudly, talking to The guys and farmers looking around raised the ropes in their hands, then tied Zhao Ji's hands and tied them in a knot.

Zhao Ji was a little stunned, not knowing what was going on, and just wanted to struggle. But after seeing that other people around him were greatly relieved by Jamura's actions, he understood that everyone in the caravan had always regarded him as a bad guy.

Yes, in this kind of wilderness, it is indeed possible for such a thing to happen, and this is what it should be. Zhao Ji had no choice but to follow everyone's wishes, after all, he had just healed his wound .

Everyone was secretly wary of him, and they were relieved when they saw Zhao Ji's hands were bound, talking and laughing.

He had to join the caravan safely and kindly.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji obediently asked Jamura to tie his hands firmly.

Anyway, as long as you don't die of thirst and starvation in the wilderness, or are bitten to death by wild animals, and your hands are tied, it's nothing.

And after finding the caravan, Zhao Ji officially came into contact with the human civilization in this different world. According to Zhao Ji's observation, this caravan does not look like the kind of caravan that can travel long distances in such a backward society. It should arrive at the human settlement in the next few days.

Anyway, the status quo is good now.