Chapter 41: Murder is not murder

Saving people is like fighting fire, looking at the people who didn't dare to delay for a moment to lift Ji Kang, Liu Lan frowned slightly, and asked, "Is the hemp rope tied by the Xianbei people there?" ”

"In!" Zhang Zheng took it out and asked, "What is Sima going to do?" ”

"Chop some wood in the woods, make a stretcher, and carry Jikang away!" Regardless of whether they understood the meaning of the stretcher or not, he pulled them to chop wood, and then selected the wood suitable for the stretcher from many different sizes of wood, and tied it with hemp rope to make a simple stretcher.

In this way, carrying Jikang will not be too bumpy and make the injury worse.

The child went in, but Liu Lan slipped out quietly, picked up pebbles one by one by the lake, and then threw them on the ground beside him, just one by one, so repeatedly picked up, and after a while, he found more than 30 of them, and then threw them one by one to the center of the lake.

Idle? In a hurry? Who knows, anyway, I feel that only by looking for something can I not panic in my heart!

Suddenly, there was some noise in the woods behind him, and in front of an elm tree, Ji Bei was carrying a silk bag in one hand and holding a saber in the other, with a solemn expression and a frown.

Li Xiang, who listened to the gossip, said that this kid was just a farmer who farmed the land, but he didn't believe it, of course he didn't believe that Jibei was a farmer, how many people were not farmers in this era? It's just that a farmer like him can swing such a mysterious knife, which is a bit strange, and it is estimated that the kid in northern Hebei has learned from some famous teacher!

It's a pity that Liu Lan didn't ask anything, but looking at that knife, no matter how you look at it, it is very clever.

I just sat like this for I don't know how long, anyway, I stared at the kid in northern Hebei who was cutting the old elm there, and suddenly seemed to see something, as if he didn't see anything, anyway, no matter how much force the kid used, the blade was a few inches into the wood, and the elm leaves didn't fall.

Looking at the elm tree that kept ringing, I remembered for no reason that night to cut the old locust, the artistic conception of this knife, even if it was not killed, it was 108,000 miles away, and suddenly there seemed to be a flash of inspiration in my mind, Liu Lan stood up suddenly, and then shook his head and sat down.

Inexplicably, he got up and learned to draw a knife from Jibei to cut another old elm tree.

A knife down, the leaves fluttering, in front of the eyes in addition to the leaves, or leaves, a wry smile, it seems that it is still impossible to comprehend, although we can not comprehend these esoteric moves, but we have a non-killing knife method, as long as you practice hard, maybe you will really practice the way.

Ji Bei glanced at Sima's back, hesitating whether to teach him this trick, but after thinking about it, he continued to swing his knife and cut the elm tree!

Holding the saber and sitting back by the lake, holding the stone and throwing the round moon reflected in the center of the lake, boom, the stone entered the water, the water splashed, and the moon shadow scattered, but why did a poignant picture of broken mountains and rivers appear in front of him?

For no reason, my heart trembled, this pair of small shoulders can really carry the burden of the world one day?

Xie smiled mockingly, but glanced at Jibei again, but this time his eyes could not leave.

Stupidly looking at the figure waving the knife in the distance as if he was having a hysteria, the knife that was swung down seemed to be similar to the non-killing knife method!

It's just that there seems to be a more profound truth in it.

Retracted his gaze, took out his saber, brushed the somewhat cool blade, closed his eyes, and felt the flash of inspiration in his heart.

Half an hour!

The fingers touching the blade suddenly froze.

He whispered softly in his mouth, but there was only one sentence over and over again: "The knife method kills people, why don't you kill them?" ”

Homicide?

Don't kill?

Homicide?

Don't kill?

The man by the lake seemed to be in a trance, and all that lingered in his ears for a long time was these two sentences, five words!

That is, the law of killing, why not kill!

Liu Lan's head was about to be blown up, but he just couldn't figure out the relationship between them, and there seemed to be an inevitable relationship in the dark.

He wanted to try to grab something.

But when the palm of the hand poked out, it was just a random blow in the air.

Bang!

The lake exploded, and the water curtain was empty.

The water curtain under the moon is beautiful!

Liu Lan opened his eyes by the lake, a stone entered the water, and the dense forest in northern Hebei waved a knife!

Stunned, what happened just now?

Liu Lan's head is dizzy, it seems that Zhuang Gong dreams of butterflies, and it looks like butterflies dreaming of Zhuang Gong!

But what lingers in my heart for a long time is the murder or non-killing!

Scooped the lake water to cover his face, and the refreshing coolness made him all over his body, shook his head, shook off the water droplets, and shook off the difficult things that his heart could not solve.

Suddenly, there was a sound of Wu Ke scolding and scolding in the distance behind him, and he was still carrying the little boy who went to save people in his hand.

"I knew that this little baby was not helpful, there was no hair on his mouth, and he couldn't do things well!" Wu Ke threw the child behind Sima with a gloomy face, and said to Sima, "What should I do now?" ”

The child was worried about to speak, but Liu Lan turned around and said, "Forget it, don't be general with children!" ”

"As long as I can find the medicine, I have a way!" The child was thrown on all fours, and the pain from his back falling on the hard ground made him grin his teeth, but he still gritted his teeth and stood up.

Liu Lan looked at the resolute child under the moonlight, and his stubborn appearance did not look like a child at all, but like an old adult.

"I still need you to say that you don't need to save the wound medicine, Lao Tzu can do it!" Wu Ke and this hairy boy are on the bar, the more he looks at this kid in his eyes, the more unpleasant it is, if it weren't for Sima San's several blockades, he would have taught this little baby a hard lesson.

Liu Lan had a headache, rubbed his temples and thought of a way, and after a while, he said helplessly: "The main thing is that I don't know what the herbs look like, otherwise I may not be able to find one or two herbs in this dense forest to stop bleeding and dispel stasis!" ”

"The kid knows!"

"You know?" Liu Lan's eyes widened!

The child nodded, but still said with some scruples: "Knowing is knowing, but I just don't know if this barbarian land grows hemostatic herbs!" ”

"There must be, otherwise wouldn't the Xianbei people be treated with more than blood after being injured?" Liu Lan smiled, slapped his head with a snap, and said excitedly: "Let's go, let's go back and look at the corpse of the Xianbei people, there may not be any medicine to stop bleeding, and we will also dispose of the corpses there." ”

Liu Lan took Liang Da and Li Xiang on the road again, but just about to get on the horse, he found that the child was still following him, frowned, and said, "Didn't you go to find herbs, what are you doing with me?" ”

"There shouldn't be any harvest in this dense forest, so the kid wants to follow you over there to have a look!"

"There won't be any gains, I think you kid wants to be lazy, right?" Li Xiang smiled, and the little boy in front of him reminded him that when he was his age, he also found all kinds of excuses not to do farm work.

"There are often all kinds of wild beasts here, and even if there are herbs, they will definitely be wrapped in their stomachs, so the boy wants to follow you, and you may find something on the way!"

"Do you know how to ride a horse?" Liu Lan acquiesced to him and followed, he knew that precious herbs often grow on cliffs, so picking herbs in later generations will be a high-risk occupation, if herbs are really like weeds, there is no need for people to look for them, and the herbivorous animals have already eaten cleanly.

"Yes!"

"Okay, take one with me!"