Section 6

"Enough!" The man rudely interrupted him, setting the gun aside, "Do you have any bandages on you?"

The umbrella seller was taken aback; this man was a soldier, yet also a rogue. The umbrella seller took out the medicine and handed it to him. The man silently took out the medicine, sniffed it, and confirmed it was a wound ointment

Then both of them fell silent.

Xie Ling thought for a moment and agreed that a mere umbrella vendor would not be able to obtain a pass.

He wandered aimlessly like a headless fly, as the night deepened, with the distant howls of wild beasts and the sounds of startled birds fleeing in all directions. He groped his way forward and saw a flickering light by the pool beneath a waterfall.

The desert does not receive rain

The next morning, the campfire had extinguished, leaving only wisps of lingering smoke

That person looked at him for a long time, and suddenly burst into laughter, with his shoulders shaking uncontrollably, followed by a hearty laugh.

The person handed the medicine package back without a second thought, which signifies agreement

The umbrella seller's heart was almost leaping out of his throat as he forced himself to remain calm and said: "I came over after seeing the bonfire, if there is any offense..."

There are battles everywhere, and it is the same no matter where I go. Whenever Chisong engages in battle, the Purple Kingdom seals off the ferry at Yulong River.

The man turned around to scrutinize him, and he also examined the man. The man had a refined and handsome profile, yet his pair of eyes seemed as if they had been plucked from the eye sockets of a wolf, exuding the aura of someone who had fought their way through blood and storm.

The umbrella seller explained: "Moreover, I was born in the country of Liucang, and my home is here; I do not wish to go anywhere else"

The man had been applying something on the wild rabbit for quite some time, and the aroma of the rabbit was wafting through the air. He tore off a leg and handed it over, saying, "A token of gratitude"

The umbrella seller walked over and saw a person sitting by the campfire, with a wild rabbit roasting over the fire

The umbrella seller, still a youth yet to fully mature, possesses features as exquisite as fine jade. This face, born as a daughter, is full of vigor; born as a son, it is graceful and handsome, both equally admirable

The umbrella seller was greatly astonished: "... ... the lost peddler."

He is a rough and carefree soldier, but trusting this stranger and even giving him rabbit legs as a token of gratitude is not a bad thing

Brought it

Did you even bring chili powder?

Sir, since your injury is on the right shoulder and it is inconvenient, allow me to assist you

The umbrella seller fetched a bowl of clean pond water, dissolving a portion of the medicinal powder in it. He first rewashed the wound, then took out a small knife he carried with him and heated it over the fire, carefully cutting away a small section of the necrotic flesh. After thoroughly cleaning the wound, the umbrella seller skillfully applied the medicine and wrapped it layer by layer with soft white cotton cloth.

All my family members are gone, and Huai Du County by the river is also not peaceful

The umbrella seller found the salt and handed it over

In the previous life, in the deep mountains of Baize Ridge, the umbrella seller, carrying a bamboo basket, lost his way on the narrow, winding mountain path.

You rascal, you really are quite amusing

Seeing the umbrella seller smile so cheerfully like a pine tree, he appeared to be a completely different person from the god of death, and thus he also smiled.

Oh. Xie Ling was rendered speechless

In the mountains, there are many venomous snakes and fierce beasts, and one cannot avoid ailments such as wind and cold or fever. Therefore, traveling merchants will carry some medicine for self-defense.

The person asked again: "Is there any salt?"

The umbrella seller glanced at him, took the rabbit leg, and, like a squirrel, held it with both hands, nibbling at it in small bites. His appetite was small; after eating a little more than half, he felt full. He took out an oil paper and wrapped it up before placing it back in the bamboo basket, then picked up the wooden bowl and slowly drank water

Xie Ling fell silent upon hearing this, taking out a wooden stick that had been shaped into a hairpin from the pile of armor, and began to carve it slowly with a small knife. After a long silence, Xie Ling finally spoke with a hint of gravity: "Yes, you need not go anywhere. Our Liu Cang army will hold this place. This is our home, and we will not leave."

The umbrella seller went to Jiujiuqiiao Town

Currently, the Chisong Kingdom is at war with our Liucang Kingdom, and the military camp is stationed in the mountains, at the border between the two countries, which could become a battlefield at any moment; you should not have come here

Who are you

The Yanqiu Kingdom ... ...

The person extended their hand and said, "Give it to me."

The man had just taken a shower, his hair damp and tied at the top of his head, armor stacked to one side, his bare torso covered in scars. He was tearing a piece of fabric to slowly wipe the sword wound on his right shoulder, which was raw and bleeding. Just as the umbrella seller was a few steps away from him, he suddenly grabbed the spear beside him and pressed the sharp tip against the seller's throat, just an inch away.

The umbrella seller quietly handed over the chili powder as well

The umbrella seller said his name with a smile: "In Liucang Huai County, I am just a humble umbrella seller, about to head to Jiujiu Bridge Town, so you can call me Brother Umbrella."

Well, Umbrella Brother, how did you come to this Baize Ridge? At such a young age, aren't your family members worried about you?

Xie Ling returned to the military camp

From beginning to end, neither of the two spoke; the man merely stared intently at the face of the umbrella seller right in front of him.

Having bandaged his wound, the umbrella seller replaced his bowl of clean water and quietly sat on the other side of the campfire. He took out a dried corn cake from the bamboo basket, breaking it into small pieces and slowly chewing it with great elegance

My name is Xie Ling, a resident of Liucang, Jiujiu Bridge Town. What about you?