Mo Wen had struggled in the ice water for a long time, and when he climbed onto the ice, he was already numb from the cold, and Hu Ren's arrow hit him in the chest, but he didn't feel any pain, he just felt that the only little vitality left in his body was slowly flowing out of the wound.
Mo Wen couldn't stand up at this time, the only thing he could do was to try to open his eyes and watch Lin Ruochen's carriage being pulled away by Hu Ren, he saw that Lin Ruochen was awake, but she didn't speak from beginning to end, nor did she try to resist, she was scared stupid.
Seeing Lin Ruochen being taken away was not the last thing Mo Wen did, the last thing he did was to look back at his mother with difficulty, this action was natural, as if he had been wronged and cried to his mother and sought protection when he was a child, but after turning around, he no longer saw a warm smile, but the blood on the ice and the sharp arrow on his mother's head.
At this time, he was already on the verge of fainting, and the great grief suddenly made him unconscious, and just before he lost consciousness, he saw Xiao Wu still struggling in the ice cave to climb up.
The Chinese people have always advocated benevolence and filial piety, and the way of heaven also praises benevolence and filial piety, after the parents fell into the water, do not ask the instinctive diving rescue, although they failed to save their parents in the end, the cotton clothes on their bodies are soaked in ice water, and the cotton clothes at this time are filled with miscellaneous wool, and the soaked cotton clothes weaken the power of the feather arrows, so although the one-eyed Hu man's arrow broke through the skin and entered the flesh, it did not hurt the lungs.
Soon Mo Wen regained consciousness, and before he opened his eyes, he felt that someone was pulling his right hand and moving quickly, there was still a little light in the sky, and the feeling behind him was very smooth, which showed that he had not fainted for a long time, and was still on the ice at this time.
"Young master, it's almost landed, let's escape."
Xiao Wu noticed that Mo Wen had woken up, and opened his mouth breathlessly.
"Help me up."
Mo Wen reluctantly spoke, he was unable to raise his head at this time, unable to observe the situation around him.
"Young master, the arrow is still on your body, lie down and don't move."
Xiao Wu's wheezing was extremely heavy, and it was obvious that he was also exhausted, just gritting his teeth to hold on.
Mo Wen didn't speak again, but tentatively raised his left hand to grab the feather arrow on his chest, and didn't think much about it in grief and anger, and after grabbing the feather arrow, he shook his hand and pulled it out.
Xiao Wu had been dragging Mo Wen to the other side of the river, and he didn't notice Mo Wen's actions.
The Mo family runs a medicine shop, Mo Wen naturally knows how to use medicine, and after pulling out the feather arrow, he took a deep breath and found that his breathing was smooth, and his breathing was not hindered, which meant that the injury was not fatal.
After that, Mo Wen tried to move his hands and feet, and after trying it, he found that his two arms could still move, but his two legs did not obey the call.
"Little Wu, I don't feel any more in my legs."
Mo Wen gasped for breath.
Xiao Wu turned around and found that Mo Wen had already pulled out the feather arrow by himself, and hurriedly lowered his head to check his injuries, making sure that he would not lose his life due to his injuries.
"Young master, I'll help you go."
Xiao Wu squatted and picked up Mo Wen, the clothes of the two were frozen hard at this time, and they had to try to warm themselves in the cold weather, otherwise they would definitely freeze to death.
Mo Wen subconsciously glanced back after being helped up by Xiao Wu, and then cried bitterly, his mother's body was still crawling on the ice, the killing on the other side of the river was still continuing, and the carriage in which Lin Ruochen and the maids were riding had disappeared.
"Young master, let's find a sheltered place to settle down first, and I'll come back after dark to carry Madame out."
Xiao Wu cried and walked forward.
Mo Wen turned around with tears when he heard this, he knew very well that crying was useless, he had to survive, only by surviving could he seek revenge, and only by surviving could he find his wife.
At first, Mo Wen was almost unable to walk, and after walking a few steps, his legs gradually regained sensation, and after dozens of steps, he was able to walk slowly with Xiao Wu's support, but after the limbs were resuscitated, the wound began to bleed profusely, and he fainted again after three miles.
When he woke up, it was already late at night, and after opening his eyes, Mo Wen found himself lying in a dilapidated earthen house, his clothes were dry, and the thatch was spread under him, and in the middle of the house was a fire that was still burning, and Xiao Wu was not in the house.
Mo Wen choked up again after waking up, he was not glad that he had survived, he could not accept the huge change in the destruction of his family, last night the family also gathered together to discuss the details of the marriage, and it became such a situation after a right time.
When Xiao Wu turned back to Mrs.
Mo's body, Mo Wen's choking immediately turned into a howl, he stood up and gave the straw shop to his mother, knelt on the ground and caressed the corpse and wept, Xiao Wu's experience was no different from Mo Wen's, Xiao Wu was also crying when Mo Wen cried, Mrs.
Mo is still lying here, and his own mother is still lying at the bottom of the cold river.
Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory in the world, no matter what happens, you always have to face it, crying can only vent emotions and not solve the problem, in the end, Mo Wen took the lead in recovering a little inch, and persuaded the sad Xiao Wu.
"Young master, what should we do in the future" Xiao Wu raised his sleeves to wipe his tears.
Mo Wen didn't answer immediately, at this time, whether it was an official eunuch or a poor person, they all got married first and then split up.
Before getting married, the son listened to his parents, and during the period from marriage to separation, the elders would let the son try to make up his mind, and when the son could be on his own, the parents would separate from him.
And before he got married, he only did two things, one was to study to gain fame, and the other was to study medicine without forgetting his duty, and he didn't worry about anything else, so he couldn't come up with the slightest idea at this time.
"What do you say we should do?"
Mo Wen leaned against the edge of the straw bunk, the arrow wound in his chest that made him afraid to sit upright.
"I don't know, I'll listen to you."
Xiao Wu added firewood to the fire, and the earthen house had no door and was not warm.
"Where are we?"
Mo asked, and couldn't think of any idea for a while.
"The village not far from the river, there is no one in this village, and they may have moved to the south for fear that the Hu people would call."
Xiao Wu sat listlessly by the fire.
"I'll watch the fire, and you can sleep for a while."
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Mo asked.
"I'll just watch, I'll do it."
Xiao Wu shook his head again and again.
"I'm going to hold a wake for my mother."
Mo Wen choked up again.
"I'll keep it too."
Xiao Wuqiang endured it and didn't cry anymore.
The two kept pushing, but Mo Wen was injured, and finally fell asleep first.
When he woke up, it was already dawn, and Xiao Wu was not in the house, Mo Wen looked at his mother lying on the straw, and knelt on the ground again and cried bitterly, he was deeply blaming himself, his parents were newly dead, and he couldn't keep a vigil all night, which was unfilial.
He had bled too much before, and he had cried bitterly and wept repeatedly, and he felt very thirsty at this time, and the snow water that Xiao Wu had boiled with a broken porcelain urn before leaving was next to him, but he didn't take it to quench his thirst.
At the end of the day, Xiao Wu came back and brought back herbs and food.
"You're going back" Mo Wen looked at the wooden box where the herbs were stored in surprise, which was the box of their Mo family's pharmacy.
"You've got to put on the medicine, and we've got to eat."
Xiao Wu pounded the herbs with a mortar.
"Did the Hu people find you" Mo Wen said dissatisfiedly, Xiao Wu's move was too dangerous.
"They're all gone, probably last night."
Xiao Wu freed his hand to take a bowl of water.
"Are there any living people in the city?"
asked Mo Qian.
"I didn't see it."
Xiao Wu shook his head and said.
"Little Wu, let's go home."
Mo asked to make a proposal, but for some reason he had a strong desire to go back in his heart.
"I want to go back too, but," Xiao Wu stopped in the middle of his words.
"I've heard that the Hu people never turn back, and they shouldn't come back."
Mo Wen said, where the Hu people go is like a pack of wolves crossing the border, there will be nothing left, and they will naturally not come again if they have nothing to rob.
"That's not what I'm worried about.
Now there are dead people everywhere in and out of the city, and I'm afraid to scare you.
Xiao Wu expressed his worries.
"It's okay, besides, there's nothing here, we have to go back to have a way to live."
Mo Wen made a decision.
Xiao Wu saw that Mo Wen insisted on going back, and had to agree, after the dressing, Mo Wen was on a branch, Xiao Wu carried Mrs.
Mo's body, and the master and servant crossed the river on the ice.
Yesterday, the people of the Mo family were the first to get the news and were caught up by the Hu people, and the others naturally had no escape, the river bank to the city gate were full of dead people for more than ten miles, and there were very few complete corpses, most of them were in different places, and their stomachs were broken, and most of them were old people, children and men, and the corpses of young women were rare.
Xiao Wu had come back before, and he was prepared, Mo asked why he had seen this kind of tragic scene, many of these people he knew, and whenever he encountered the corpses of acquaintances, he would involuntarily tremble.
When he walked to the city, Mo Wen was numb, no longer afraid, on the way back he kept looking down for the ruts, when he fled yesterday, only his family had time to set the car, and the other villagers were on foot.
There was a rut in the snow that was crushing the blood-stained snow, which meant that this car was the one that took Lin Ruochen away yesterday, but unfortunately, after entering the city, the rut was trampled by messy footprints and could no longer be found.
After walking for nearly twenty miles with his injuries, Mo Wen was already exhausted, and Xiao Wu was extremely tired carrying the corpse, and after entering the city, the two did not look left and right, but went straight back to the Mo family pharmacy.
Before leaving, the door was open, and it was precisely because the door was open that Hu did not enter to search for the soft, and the house was still the same as when everyone left yesterday.
The moment he stepped into the threshold, Mo Wen cried again, home is a house where relatives live, and without relatives, this house can no longer be called home.
But the person is gone, and only the house where his relatives once lived can bring him some comfort and stability, so this is still home, and home is still there.
The two walked slowly on the road, and when they went home, it was already dark, Mo Wen was injured, and the wind and cold were also recruited on the road, and after entering the door, he fainted again, Xiao Wu parked Mrs.
Mo's body in the main hall, and then moved all the braziers of the other two families to Mo Wen's room, and lit the coals to keep Mo Wen warm and drive away the cold.
When night fell, there was a dead silence around, and there was only a faint light in the dark city: