Chapter 2: Cold-Blooded
In spring and autumn, the grass and trees are withered, and it is the most terrible time for wildfires. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ infoBecause they know the horror of fire, the clans of this world have the custom of banning fire for one day on the third day of March.
When the flame burned, it was mixed with thick smoke, and the tall grass that had lost its moisture rose up to the sky, and there was no thunder at this time, which was strange to burn.
Jian Chen glanced around, the flames were burning from all directions, the autumn wind was strong, and the fire had already stained the gray smoke in the sky in a few breaths by the wind.
Several people from the Yue clan turned around and were about to run, and the girl stomped her foot angrily when she was about to run.
The people on Chen Jianjian's side were still staring at Jian Chen's order, and they didn't panic too much, but the fire was a little strange, and there was thick smoke in all directions, and they were immediately looking for a place where the smoke and dust were sparse.
"Stop them and bring them back."
Jian Chen shouted, and the people around him immediately ran over and stopped in front of those people, and a few people couldn't get around, so they turned around and shouted, "What are you going to do?" Run! β
"Run? Can you run through a wildfire? Running around can only be burned to death, leave me here, and listen to me if you want to live. β
The girl hurriedly said: "You may be able to get out if you run, but you must die if you stay here!" β
"If I say I can't die, I can't die."
Either she lost her mind in a panic, or she knew that she couldn't outrun the wildfire, and finally stopped trying to get past the horses.
Since she decided to stay, she is also a decisive person, no more nonsense, and shouted: "Then let's listen to this Xia Cheng person." He certainly didn't want to die, maybe there was a way. β
Chen Jian jumped off the horse, judged the surrounding situation, spat on his fingers to test the wind direction, judged the speed of the fire spreading, pointed to the downwind direction and said: "Light the fire over there, hurry up, the wider the burn, the better." β
This order is extremely strange, and the clansmen are quite puzzled, where is this to escape from the fire, it is obvious that they are disgusted with their slow death.
However, those people in Xia Cheng were accustomed to obeying Jian Chen's orders, and their consistent and correct thinking made these people stop thinking about it, and a few people took out flints and burnt linen cloths in advance, wiped out the sparks, and blew a few mouthfuls vigorously.
Someone had already cut a pile of hay with a copper sword, turned it into small torches, lit it, and distributed it, and everything was in order.
When the few people of the Yue surname clan were divided, several people looked at the girl suspiciously, and the girl gritted her teeth and said, "Listen to him, I can't run out now." β
Dozens of people lined up and threw torches on the grass at the same time, and in a moment the flames were connected in a line and spread rapidly.
When these people still didn't understand what was going on, Jian Chen jumped off his horse and shouted, "Follow me to the back, order the back too, you don't have any horses left here." β
After running a hundred and ten paces, the air had become hot, and Chen Jian threw down the torches, as in the army, and these people threw the torches away in unison, and turned around thoughtfully and returned to the grass that had not yet burned, which was only three or four hundred paces wide.
The fires on both sides were ignited, but a strange scene appeared, the flames on both sides seemed to be pushed by someone, and they did not burn towards the place where they stood, but rushed towards the mountain fire that was already burning in the distance, like a pair of geese that had been separated for a long time found each other and quickly embraced.
The temperature had not yet reached the point of unbearable proportions, and the space of three or four hundred paces plus the open space that had been burned out was enough to isolate the scorching heat from so far away.
All around was burnt black earth, but the place where these people stood was still withered and yellow, as if the fire was afraid of the people here, and the grass here was not green, nor was there any moisture, but the terrible flames did not burn here.
The girl was stunned, and the people around her were also stunned, thinking that it was a way to kill herself, but it seemed that such a large open space appeared like divine help.
The reason is actually very simple, the temperature is high and the air pressure is low in the place where the flame burns, and the air will blow there, igniting the flame around it, and the fire will automatically go towards the place where the fire is strong, so as to burn the grass around it, leaving enough open space for survival.
But at this time, in the eyes of the Yue clan who believe in divination and sacrifice, it has a different meaning, everyone's eyes are full of curiosity, and there is a little surprise of escaping death.
However, Jian Chen didn't care about these surprises and curiosity, tore open his clothes, took out his short sword, dug some wet soil on the ground, sandwiched it between two layers of fabric, covered his mouth and nose and shouted, "It's all like this, lie on the ground." Pin the horse to the ground! β
The people of Xia Cheng are naturally extremely obedient, but the people of the Yue clan do not hesitate to learn, and the smell of choking people around them has been reduced a lot after passing through the two layers of fabric, choking people with half-closed eyes, tears flowing, several horses were startled, and rushed straight to the sea of fire, the master jumped up in distress and was about to chase these closest companions, but was caught by Chen Jian.
I don't know how long it took, the air around me was no longer as hot as before, the choking smoke and dust gradually dissipated, everyone fell a layer of ash, and their faces were also black, only the place where the tears were choked left two snow whites.
Chen Jian, who had been stuffy for a long time, threw down the cloth wrapped in wet soil, sat on the ground and gasped, and after taking a breath, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The clothes are broken, what can I do?" β
It's not just him, everyone's clothes are torn apart, and they all have gray faces. I wanted to go to Moon City in fresh clothes and angry, but I got this look.
The girl wiped the plaster from her face and said, "It's good to survive, what are the clothes?" Can't we even take out a shirt in Yuecheng? β
"By the way, Ji Xia, why didn't the fire burn here just now? Thanks to you, otherwise we would have run around, such a big fire, such a thick smoke, I'm afraid we really won't be able to escape. β
Jian Chen tilted his head, looked at the girl rather pitifully, and said after a while, "Your father is the leader of Yuecheng?" You don't have an older brother or younger brother? β
"Nope...... Father ......"
She thought about the story she had heard, her father had been injured once when he was young, and since then she has had no siblings, and the previous two brothers died before they could grow up.
But in front of outsiders, it was always difficult to say these things, so I had to say, "I have no brothers and sisters." Why do you ask this? β
"It's nothing, when the fire is gone, let's go."
The girl was stunned, not understanding why Jian Chen suddenly asked these irrelevant things, got up and saluted Chen Jian to thank him, and Jian Chen also returned the salute, but he didn't explain much.
"You guys go first, I can't go a mile yet, I want to collect medicine for my father."
A few people accompanying Chen Jian were just about to say something, but they were kicked and choked back by Chen Jian, Chen Jian jumped on the horse and said, "Since that's the case, then let's go first." May the ancestors protect you and your father. β
After walking far away, an entourage walked up to Chen Jianjian and said, "Ji Xia, this fire is so strange, and it doesn't thunder, where will it catch fire?" And this fire is burning from all directions, isn't it ......?"
Jian Chen waved his hand and said, "Don't say it, this is their city's business, and we won't get involved." This is not Xia Cheng, so there is no way to evaluate these things by Xia Cheng's right or wrong. Eating the brains of the dead is disrespectful in Xia City, but the grassland tribe is the biggest sorrow for the dead, and the things in the world are not judged by the rules of Xia City. β
"I don't care who the leader is. I'm going to see the leader of Moon City, not someone. Whoever is the leader of Moon City, we will go to meet whoever brings a gift is Xia Cheng's friend. β
The accompanying man sighed and whispered, "But Ji Xia, if we hadn't appeared today, that girl might have died." It's pathetic, let's ......."
Jian Chen sighed and said, "Okay, are you full and have learned to be pitiful?" Let me ask you, then you say that we have killed so many people from the grassland, so many Xijon people, do they have wives and children? Their wives and children are pitiful, aren't they? Do you want to stop killing you when you fight in the future? It's best to squat at home, isn't it? β
The man hurriedly shook his head, Jian Chen was very strict in the military formation, but he still laughed with everyone on weekdays, he had never spoken so heavily, he was a little scared in his heart, and said busily: "No, no, no, I won't squat at home." β
After finishing speaking, he muttered again: "But the Xirong people and the grassland tribes are still different, right?" I...... I didn't pity the Sijon, but I saw her now, so I ......"
Jian Chen frowned and said, "Okay, I know." Her father was sick and would die sooner or later, but he was loved by the people as she said, and her father was a man who left some of the affairs of the city to the rest of the people, and it was the same who was the leader of the city. Just like some young men in our summer city, they like a girl, and they suddenly feel that the swallows on the roof of the girl's house are better than other people's, and they also like the swallows on the roof. Now her father is the girl, and she is the swallow on the roof of the girl's house. If she doesn't die this time, she will die next time, we can't see it, you just treat her as if she didn't die. β
Maybe Jian Chen was afraid that his words would be difficult for these people who still had simple concepts to accept, and sighed: "This is not in Xia City, nor is it fighting with the Xirong people and grassland tribes. Are the people who hurt her also our relatives? If this was done by the Xijon people or the steppe tribes, do you think I would care? Just like Wei He's uncle back then, do you say Wei He's uncle is pitiful? I think you just look good-looking, and I didn't see you say these words last time when Weihe's uncle fled. β
"Let me ask you, apart from the fact that this is a girl, what is the difference between this incident and the incident where Uncle Wei He fled to Heyin City? If you really have that heart, you should have pitied Weihe's uncle at that time. Either you will learn from your brother, in order to figure out the doubts in your heart, Si Kou is not appropriate, you don't want anything, you sleep thousands of miles away just to ask for an answer, do you want to try? In this way, I will send you to the settlement of the Xijon people, you go to find a good-looking girl, how pitiful is her father killed by us? Do you go to pity and pity her, and by the way, sort out the doubts in your heart? β
The man smiled sheepishly, bowed his head, and said, "I know it's wrong." I don't learn from my brother, and I really don't pity the Xijon people......"
Jian Chen smiled and waved his hand, he didn't care very much, signaled that this matter was over, and patted forward.
The man looked back at the girl behind him, sighed, turned his head away, muttered a few times, and finally turned around and looked no more.
Behind her, the girl wiped the beads of sweat and dust from her face with her weak fingers, her hair was scattered, and the pink skin was revealed where the beads of sweat had slipped, and she stood reverently and expectantly on the scorched field and looked up, hoping to see the miracle bloom on the scorched fieldβthe flower that could cure her father's illness.
When Jian Chen's figure was about to disappear, she still turned her head, silently looked at Jian Chen's back, forgetting the wilderness where she had escaped death, a light smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and bowed to the figure that was no longer clear and said softly: "Thank you." When I get back, will you tell me how the hell this fire was extinguished? β
Those who wanted to answer couldn't hear it, and naturally they couldn't see the anticipation on the girl's dusty face.
After a long time, the girl withdrew her gaze, sniffed the smoke in the air, prayed reverently, and told herself over and over again: "This fire ...... It must have been lit because the flower was about to bloom, and the sacrifice said that the flower could make a person live, and the fire must have come from heaven to destroy it. Now that the fire has been extinguished by him, the flower will surely bloom......" (To be continued.) )