Musha's right hand trembled as he approached his brother, and Muashu's body was like coals of fire. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info he groggy in a dream: "It hurts! Brother! I hurt ......."

Musha turned Muaxiu over violently, touched his brother's right buttocks like a fire, and now was turned over by his brother, Muaxiu screamed in pain, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell like springs.

Musa took out the dagger from his boot and cut open Muashu's trousers, it turned out that his brother had already been wounded, and when he passed through the boundary river, he was stained with water, and the wound had become a sore, bulging with pus like a hill, and exuding a fishy smell.

Mu Sha put the second brother over and flattened him, comforting him: "The second brother is not afraid, cut open this abscess, squeeze out the pus and blood, and it will be fine in a few days." It just so happens that there is food and drink here, what are you afraid of! Anyway, now the wind is tightening. ”

As he spoke, he lit a fire, went to the entrance of the tunnel to fetch a pot of water to wash the rice and vegetables, simmered the porridge with the firewood he had secretly picked up at night, and smoothed a stick with a dagger for Muaxiu to bite. Musa burned the dagger on the fire, gritted his teeth, and cut the puss on Muahue's buttocks.

Thanks to their pirate sons, although the family was already very wealthy when they were born, Mussai never stopped polishing his three sons. This Muaxiu just bit the wooden stick fiercely, and in order not to frighten his brother, he didn't even let out a moan.

Musa was very pleased with the performance of his second brother, and he squeezed the pus and blood out until the pustule was completely small, and he was still not at ease, so he leaned his mouth forward and sucked out the last bit of remnant.

Mu'ashu wanted to say, "Don't suck, it's too dirty." But he bit a stick in his mouth and couldn't make a sound. Musha saw what his brother meant, rinsed his mouth with water, and said, "What is dirty or not?" If this sore is not sucked clean, it will grow again. He said regretfully, "If only there was salt, you can wash the wound well." ”

Musha said this, and the rice porridge in the pot also boiled out the aroma of grain and vegetables. Musa took a spoonful with a wooden spoon and gave it to his brother to drink. They didn't have any chopsticks, and the pot and the wooden spoon were picked up by Musa when he was collecting firewood.

Musha waited for Mu'ashu to finish drinking, and he also took a sip himself, and couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart. The two brothers hadn't eaten salt for several days, and it wouldn't work if they went on like this.

But salt is not firewood, you can't pick it up, Musha has money on him, but he doesn't dare to go out during the day, let alone buy salt.

Musa finally came to the little door. It was night outside, and he carefully removed the food and vegetables piled up at the door little by little, and the black hole on the opposite side did not look like a person. Musa climbed through the door into the manhole and struck the flint.

Musha was pleasantly surprised to find that there was a jar of salt in the manhole! He grabbed some with his fingers and stuffed them into his mouth. The long-lost taste of salty salt made him addicted.

Musha held the jar of salt, not knowing what to do. He really wanted to take them all, but if he thought about it, someone would find out that someone was stealing, and maybe the secret door would be discovered.

Thinking of this, Musa wrapped a bag of salt in a handkerchief, hid it on his body, and laid everything out as it was, returning to the tunnel through the small door. I took out the salt and put some in the pot of rice porridge.

Mu Axiu was surprised and said, "Brother, isn't this a little too easy?" We don't have food, there is food in that small door, there is nothing to cook porridge, my brother can go out and pick up crockpots and firewood, and now there are vegetables and vegetables, salt...... It's as if there's something missing. ”

When Mu Sha heard this, he didn't know the bottom of his heart, but Mu Axiu looked like this, he couldn't swim out along the boundary river anymore, right? Leaving here, they have nowhere else to go.

Musa said, "Whatever! Let's live first. These grains and vegetables, we didn't eat them on the first day, so it's fine. And this salty salt, I've already eaten some just now, and it's fine. Could it be that you will turn into a bat? That's fine, no one will catch us. ”

Muahio smiled at him. Yes, in today's situation, being alive is everything, what do you do with so much?

Musha waited for the two brothers to drink a pot of porridge, took water and washed the pot, scooped up another pot of water, boiled it, added salt to it, and washed his brother's wounds with this salt water.

The next day, Muahue's fever had subsided a bit, and the wound no longer seemed to be so red and swollen. Musa wept with joy, and the second brother finally came back to life.

Mu Sha knew a little bit in his heart that the so-called going to the island to find his father and mother was mostly to comfort Muaxiu. Li Chengyu wiped out his entire family, it must be for the sake of Yuandao, how can it be that Yuandao will be fine? If this is the case, then only themselves and their second brother are left in this group of merchants from Persia.

Musa boiled some salt water in a clay pot and wiped the wounds of the second brother. Then use the remaining salt water and boil another pot of vegetable porridge. It is also strange that since eating this salted vegetable porridge, the two of them feel that their strength has recovered a lot, and Mu Axiu also said that the wound is not very painful.

In this way, the two of them lived in this underground passage for another half a month, Muashu's wounds were basically healed, and since they no longer needed to wipe their wounds with salt water, they did not need as much salt as they did at the beginning, and Musha went to steal food, vegetables and salty salt again at night, and everything went well, as if all the previous worries were superfluous.

The quiet days in the underground passage made Musa very comfortable and nostalgic. There is food and drink here, and only the dearest brother is alone. The two love each other, drink a pot of porridge together, and share a spoon, such a day, even in the big mansion in Fanfang before, has never been.

But such days will eventually pass, and as his health improved, Mu Axiu asked Mu Sha more than once, how is the situation on the ground, and if the wind passes, can we go to the island together to find my father and mother?

Musa sighed secretly, how easy is it to come up with Guangzhou? He recently went to the shore at night to take a look, and there were notices everywhere to arrest the three brothers, as well as Ji Yanru. That means that something really happened to Yuandao, and there was no notice to arrest my father, indicating that my father and mother were either dead or arrested.

But it can't be out of this tunnel, Mu'axiu has been yawning constantly lately, and he seems to be a little sleepy. He thought it might be because he hadn't seen the sun for a long time. It's strange to say, as long as they drink a jar of salty porridge, they can be refreshed for a long time. Musha even found out that Muahhou was stealing salt to eat.

Musha wanted to stop Muaxiu, but found that he also wanted to eat salt very much, and the two were not afraid to eat up the salt, Muaxiu pulled Musa with straight eyes and muttered: "Brother, where is this salt?" Let's go get some more......"