Pihanjin

Two days have passed, and the scope of the search is constantly expanding, but there is still no news of Xi'er's whereabouts.

Mu Fulan followed the people and entered the vast expanse of wilderness outside the racecourse. In the evening of the third day, she finally got a piece of news that another team of soldiers sent to search was in a muddy field dozens of miles away. Next to the swamp, a child's shoe was found.

When she rushed over, the moment she saw the scene, the blood in her body stopped flowing instantly.

A small shoe fell on the ground, and a pool of dried blood beside it.

Several soldiers were whispering about animal hoof prints seen nearby. Said that in addition to horseshoes, there are wolf footprints.

"...It must be more fortunate than fortune..."

The voices of their voices faintly entered Mu Fulan's ears along with the wind.

When Xi'er was taken away, she was barefoot. Xie Changgeng brought him a pair of shoes on the way. He took the shoe from the soldier, glanced down, and recognized it.

"Is this Xi'er's shoe?"

A hoarse voice came from his ear.

He looked up, saw her staring at him, and slowly walked towards him, asking questions.

Facing the red eyes embedded in the pale face in front of him, for a moment, he didn't know how to answer her.

He was silent.

"Tell me!"

She opened her eyes sharply and asked sharply.

The sound startled the people nearby. Everyone followed the sound and looked over, and when they saw this, they were all secretly surprised.

With his five fingers, Xie Changgeng slowly squeezed the small shoe covered with mud in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Yes."

From the day Xi'er was taken away, her heart had never had a moment of peace, she was tired all the way, and finally arrived here, waiting for her, but it was such news.

In the past few days, she had been thirsty for some reason, let alone sleeping. As long as she closed her eyes, Xi'er's appearance would appear in front of her eyes. He hugged his neck with his two little hands and smiled as he called her mother.

Her spirit was already stretched like a straight bowstring. As Xi'er disappeared for longer and longer, people were on the verge of collapse.

She just doesn't think about it, and refuses to think about any bad possibilities.

She held her breath and told herself over and over in her heart that Xi'er was safe. He was just lost in a place that no one else knew about. He is fine.

With this breath, she has been holding on until now.

And at this moment, when he heard the word "yes" coming out of his mouth, there seemed to be a humming sound of the bowstring suddenly breaking.

She fell headfirst.

Xie Changgeng was taken aback, he reached out his hand subconsciously, put his limp body in his arm, and called to her.

Her head flopped softly on his chest, her eyes were closed, and she didn't respond.

He picked her up, raised his head, and glanced at the dark sky.

It's a long way to go out of the racecourse here, and I can't make it back. He ordered his men to close the team, set up tents in high places, and temporarily spend the night on the spot.

The tent was soon set up, Xie Changgeng took the man into the tent, put him on the felt bed, and immediately called in the accompanying military doctor.

The military doctor examined her and whispered, "Master Weng must be overworked and anxious, and just heard the bad news and fainted from breathlessness. After resting, you can wake up, and Jiedushi doesn't have to worry."

The military doctor withdrew, Xie Changgeng lowered his head, looked at the bleak face with thick dark circles under the lamp, and slowly reached out his hand to tuck the corner of the quilt for her.

Early the next morning, when the sky was bright, Liu An came to look for him and asked about the next arrangement.

Xie Changgeng stood outside the tent, looking at the boundless wilderness with the misty morning mist, frowning slightly, but did not answer for a while.

Liu An glanced at the tent behind him, and whispered, "I've been looking for a long time. The place is so big that looking for someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Besides, I saw a shoe yesterday, with a wolf print on it. The young master is already a lot of bad luck. If you are not the last general, even if you find it, I am afraid that only the bones will be left..."

As he was talking, he suddenly heard an abnormal noise from the tent behind him, and hurriedly shut his mouth and turned to look.

Xie Changgeng told him to wait a moment, and immediately turned around and walked towards the tent.

Mu Fulan suddenly opened her eyes.

She lay in a dimly lit tent, covered with a blanket. The blanket was covered with a man's cloak.

Her eyes fell on the roof of the tent, and her five fingers firmly grasped the felt pad under her body. She paused for a moment, then sat up straight, lifted the felt and clothes that covered her, and walked out.

After walking a few steps, he stumbled and his body swayed.

Xie Changgeng opened the curtain, was bending over to enter, bumped into it, stretched out his arms, and supported her.

"You go to rest again!"

He looked down at her still pale face and said.

Mu Fulan's eyes were distracted, without focus, as if he didn't see him at all, pushed him away, and continued to walk out. Xie Changgeng grabbed his wrist with a backhand.

He hugged her struggling body.

"If you go on like this, you will fall yourself!"

His tone was severe.

Mu Fulan was in his hand, like a willow branch that was about to break.

"He has two shoes! I only saw one! There is one more, still on his feet! Why do you say he is gone!"

With red eyes, she struggled desperately, and said in her mouth.

"Let go of me. I'm going to find it!"

Xie Changgeng picked up the weak body, pressed it back on the felt bed, and said, "Wait for something to eat, then you can go back!"

His tone was decisive and irresistible.

He got up and walked out.

Mu Fulan fell off the felt bed, stared at his back, gritted his teeth, pulled out a hairpin on his head, and chased after him.

She raised her hand and used all her strength to stab the sharp hairpin in his hand towards his back.

The tip of the hairpin pierced his clothes, pierced into the flesh, and stuck on the shoulder bone, as deep as an inch.

Xie Changgeng's figure suddenly froze.

She pulled it out and stabbed again.

Another dull sound of "poof".

The tip of the hairpin penetrated deep into the flesh again. In her hand, it was bent.

He turned his head slowly, his brows furrowed, his face slightly twisted.

Under his frightened gaze, she blushed, shedding tears that she had never shed in the past few months, and said word by word, "Xie Changgeng, I know this is not your intention. But this is yours. deserve it."

"You don't have to look for it! I'll look for it myself!"

"Go away!"

She pushed away the man who was still stiff and walked out.

Blood came out of the man's wounded back.

At first, it was only two dark red, which penetrated into the clothes. Soon, the blood group became larger, quickly annihilated, and formed a piece.

Under the clothes, the blood column slowly flowed down his thin waist.

Xie Changgeng's eyes did not blink, staring at the woman who had walked to the tent door, bent over and was about to go out, the bottom of her eyes seemed to be suddenly stained with blood.

He pursed his lips tightly, stretched out his arms, spread his five fingers, dragged the person back, and threw them on the felt bed. Before she could get up, he pressed one knee on her legs and stopped her resistance. , then clasped her hands behind her back with one hand, picked up the coat that he had taken off for her last night with the other, bit her teeth, pulled it, and tore it into two pieces, using it as a rope, tying her hands and Feet are tied firmly.

"I think you're crazy! You crazy woman! How dare you stab me!"

Xie Changgeng subdued her, then reached out his hand, touched his back, glanced at the blood smeared in his palm, and gritted his teeth.

Mu Fulan stopped struggling, her body curled into a ball like shrimp, her face was pressed against the felt bed, her eyes were closed, tears kept rolling down from the corners of her eyes, and soon the felt bed was wet.

Xie Changgeng stared at her, gasped for a while, and said angrily, "Be honest with me! I'll just ask someone to find it again! The people are really gone, and I'll find the bones for you!"

He turned around, pulled open the curtain, and walked out.

Liu An was just outside when he faintly heard a strange movement in the tent. It sounded a little wrong. It seemed that the two of them were fighting, and he felt uneasy and did not dare to enter. , with anger on his face, hesitantly, and greeted him.

"Send my order, set up camp here, and then dispatch the two battalions from the nearest Mingwei garrison, and continue to look for them all! Live to see people, die to see corpses! Find me until you find them!"

He shouted sharply, and when he finished speaking, he walked away and ordered someone to bring his horse.

Liu An was stunned for a moment, but did not dare to ask any further questions. He gave an order and was about to make arrangements when he suddenly saw blood stained on his back. Looking closely, there were two holes the width of a child's finger on the blood-stained clothes. , It seems that he was injured by some small sharp blade. Judging from the amount of bleeding, the wound should not be shallow.

He was taken aback and ran after him and said, "Sir, your injury..."

Xie Changgeng grabbed the rein of the horse handed over by his entourage, turned his head and stared at him, "Go and pass the order!"

Liu An was very sure that just a moment ago, before Jiedushi entered the tent, he was fine from head to toe, but when he came out, two holes were pierced in his back in a blink of an eye.

Don't think about it, the person who started it must be the owner.

The lost child is said to be the adopted son of Weng Zhu.

It was normal that Jiedushi and Weng Zhu were angry about the loss of their adopted son.

What he never imagined was that the two husbands and wives were fighting, and the Wengzhu, who seemed weak and gentle and virtuous on weekdays, would actually use such a ruthless hand on Jiedu.

What he didn't expect was that Jiedushi not only suffered a big loss, but obviously he was also defeated.

Seeing him turn his head and look at him coldly, Liu An quickly retracted his gaze and said, "The last general will go now!"

…

Xie Changgeng ordered Mu Fulan, whose hands and feet were bound, to be sent back to the racecourse first, and then called a military doctor to treat the wound at will, and then he himself joined the search.

As the day passed, and at night, the soldiers on the shift continued their search, holding fire sticks.

Another night passed.

Early in the morning, the soldiers who had been searching all night last night, led by the leader, returned to the camp one after another and reported information to him.

Still nothing.

Xie Changgeng stood outside the tent, looking into the distance, with a heavy heart.

Last night, he himself came back late at night.

The stab wound to the back by the mad woman was not that serious. But the wound is not shallow, it is deep to the bone, it is sore and painful, and it is extremely uncomfortable. After returning last night, although the person was extremely tired, he could not sleep at all.

Such a small child, even if he did not encounter any external danger, disappeared for so many days, I am afraid that he was starved to death in some unknown remote place.

This area has been thoroughly searched, and it is impossible to miss any more. If there is no result, I will transfer today and go to another place to find the bones, or the other shoe.

Of course he hated that mad woman, and he also disliked this child. But thinking that it was because he forcibly kidnapped this child that led to what happened today, his heart was also extremely heavy, and in his heart, he even felt that he did not dare to go back to face the woman.

There was another pain in the back.

He moved his shoulders, frowned, and was about to summon someone, and ordered the camp to leave at this moment, when he suddenly saw a fast horse coming from a distance, rushing towards him quickly.

It was his entourage, Liang Tuan.

Liang Tuan held a small shoe in his hand, and before he got off his horse, he shouted loudly, "Sir! My people are on the edge of the river beach, find this shoe!"

Xie Changgeng went up and grabbed it.

The soles of the shoes came off and looked like they could no longer be worn before they were thrown away.

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he shouted, "Everyone, look for them along the beach!"

…

In this wilderness, there is a river that flows from the back of the horse farm, from west to east, winding and winding endlessly.

At noon that day, Xie Changgeng stopped his horse when he led his people up the river upstream.

He saw the front, and at the end of his line of sight, there was a figure of one person and one horse.

People are villains, horses are foals.

One person and one horse, staggering along the river beach, towards the direction of the horse farm, upstream.

"Little son! It's little son!"

Liang Tuan's eyes lit up, he shouted loudly, and his horse chased after him.

The child who was staggering ahead heard the screams behind him, stopped, turned around, and stood there, motionless.

Xie Changgeng galloped his horse to his side, restrained the horse, and looked over.

The child's face is dirty, his clothes are ragged, and he is very thin. Except for a pair of black and white eyes, there is hardly a clean place on his face and body.

His bare feet were covered with wounds and bloodstains, and in his hand he was holding a scythe from the horse farm tightly.

The colt that was walking with him had a few **** scab wounds on its butt, as if it had been bitten by something, stopped behind him, and unhurriedly ate a few puffs of weeds by the river beach.

The child was walking alone, when he suddenly saw this group of people approaching him on horseback, and recognized them. At first, there was a very happy smile on his face, and he was about to run towards them, when he found that Xie Changgeng's eyes were deadly. Falling on his face, his expression was extremely strange, he stopped, the smile on that dirty little face gradually disappeared, and there was an uneasy look in his eyes.

"...Master Jiedushi...I didn't run away on purpose...I lost my way...I finally found the river beach and wanted to go back to the horse farm..."

"Sir, don't be angry..."

He stepped on both feet together, his toes curled up nervously, looked at Xie Changgeng, and said timidly.

Xie Changgeng felt a heat flow in his chest, slowly overflowing, and for a while, he didn't even feel the pain in his back.

He rolled over and dismounted, strode to the worried child, bent down, put his arm on his armpit, and lifted him high above his head.

"I'm not angry. I'll take you back now!"

He said that he finally put him down, and then he hugged the child with one arm, put him on the back of his horse, and followed him on the horse.