Chapter 123 - Meet

Three days have passed since the last time the spies went out to find the way.

The news that the spies brought back was still dozens of miles in radius, without people, and with dead trees and snow everywhere, unable to tell the direction.

Helpless, Chu Xiangtian could only choose a direction based on his years of experience. The group of people trek for two days before finding a place to settle down temporarily and let the spies find the way again.

There was a fire in the open space, and the rescued slaves huddled together to warm the fire. No one said anything, but everyone's expressions were so lifeless. Only the occasional cough would break the silence.

When the sky dimmed, there was heavy snow like goose feathers in the sky. The snow was getting heavier and heavier in the past few days. The weather was getting colder day by day. The prey in the mountains hid. They could not find the prey. Can only kill the remaining horses one after another.

It's just that there are so many people who don't know how many days they can manage. If they still can't find a way out, not only these rescued slaves feel hopeless, but even the soldiers who followed Chu Xiangtian can't stand it.

The soldiers are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of despair little by little in despair.

Chu Xiangtian sighed long and tried his best to sort out the news sent by the spies, trying to figure out the most likely correct way out.

Suddenly there was a faint noise behind him, faintly mixed with the adult's reprimand and the child's sobbing.

Chu Xiangtian turned around, and saw that by the fire not far away, the older child who had spoken to him, holding the thin child, was shaking the tired adult sleeping everywhere, sometimes in Chu dialect, sometimes The foreign language said intertwined, "Will you see a doctor? My brother is sick."

Some people yelled impatiently and continued to sleep, and some would take a look, and finally sighed and returned the person to him.

Finally, a middle-aged woman picked him up and said something to him in a foreign language. The older child ran out in a hurry. After a while, he came back with a piece of his robe missing. He was soaked in snow and cold, and then cautiously. Placed on the smaller forehead.

Chu Xiangtian stepped forward, "What's wrong with him?"

The woman hugged the child, shrank somewhat timidly, lowered her head and dared not respond.

The child replied, "My brother is sick and he is very hot."

Chu Xiangtian squatted down and looked at the child in the woman's arms. The child's dark face was flushed at the moment, the cloth towel on his forehead was chilling, and his brows were frowning uneasy with the cold, and his clenched teeth were still shaking.

Chu Xiangtian reached out his hand and touched it. The child's body was hot like a stove. He frowned, took off the cloak from his body and hugged the child, and went to find some herbs for the treatment of wind and cold for the woman to cook. Infuse the unconscious child in, then wrap the person tightly on the edge of the fire, and let the older child take care of him.

"He is too young. I guess he can't stand the cold water. You guard him, let him sweat, and you will be fine if you hold it over."

The older child bit his lip and responded with a forbearing cry.

Chu Xiangtian didn't know how many times he sighed. He looked into the forest reflecting the snow and ice, hoping that the spies sent out would bring good news.

***

Fu Tian and the others followed the marks they made to find them all the way. After searching for a day, there were still no traces of people, but occasionally they could find traces of trampling on the bushes on the side of the road.

After a rest night, the group was full of energy to look for the marks on both sides of the road. Compared with wandering aimlessly in the mountains, the accompanying guards took more initiative and scattered to look around.

Xue Qingshan followed Fu Tian closely to protect him, and suddenly shouted, "Who is there?"

Xue Qingshan reacted quickly and turned around, pulling out the saber around his waist and guarding Fu Tian vigilantly behind him.

The one who yelled out was an accompanying guard. He was searching around, but suddenly he found a figure flashing by not far away. The traces in the snow are easy to hide, and it is not easy to hide, like the sneaky figure, which is very skillful. Quick, but the footprints on the snow can't hide.

A group of people surrounded vigilantly, and the figure hiding behind the tree had to show up, also holding a dagger in his hand, looking wary.

Xue Qingshan was overjoyed when he saw his dress up, and stepped forward to type a few sign languages. These are some of the communication languages ​​commonly used by spies in the Great Chu Army, and they can only be understood if they have learned it specially.

The spy was shocked when he saw his actions, and then he showed ecstasy. He quickly made a few gestures to prove his identity, and then eagerly said: "Did you get the news to go into the mountains to find us?"

Then I saw that they were just such a small number of people, not as if they were sent to find people, and he hesitated: "Aren't you also lost?"

Xue Qingshan shook his head, "Marked along the way, we know the way."

The spies were overjoyed and quickly turned around to lead the way, "That's good, we have been trapped in it for almost half a month. If we can't find a way out, then the brothers will really be dead."

A group of people followed him, Fu Tian walked in the middle, holding the long life lock tightly with both hands, silently saying a few words of heaven blessing.

It took another half day for the spies to return along the original path. By that time, it was already evening, snow was flying, and the sky was dark, but the light of fire could be seen far away.

Fu Tian suppressed his eagerness, but his eyes were staring at the fire not far away, unable to move the least bit.

The spies were the happiest one. They found a way out for a long time, but they all returned without success. This time they went out and finally ran into someone. At first, he was worried that he was an enemy or not a friend, so he didn't dare to go forward and ask for help. It is God bless that I met my own person.

Before he arrived at the camp, he started happily gesturing to the colleagues who were ambushing guards in the dark, and the camp was immediately boiling after receiving the news!

——Reinforcements are here, they can go out!

Chu Xiangtian hurried over, and at a glance, he saw the little young master who was protected in the middle and wrapped tightly with only his eyes exposed.

He froze for a moment, and looked at Fu Tian in amazement.

Others gathered around, exchanging news excitedly, only the two of them stood motionless, staring longingly at each other.

Fu Tian's eyes were a little red.

Chu Xiangtian was wearing a thin cotton-padded coat, his long hair was tied in a cloth belt, his beard was shaggy, and there were unhealed wounds on his face. The desolation made people feel distressed.

Chu Xiangtian opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked. He couldn't speak with just two words, so he could only strode forward, and hugged the person into his arms with red eyes.

"How did you come?"

The moment Fu Tian was hugged by him, tears flowed down, like a river bursting a bank, it couldn't be blocked, he could only hug his waist and howl silently with his face buried in front of his chest.

The people around looked at the two in amazement. Only Xue Qingshan and his party knew the inside story. He looked at Fu Tian in admiration. If Fu Tian insisted, they would not have found hundreds of people trapped in the mountains.

Silently waved his hand to disperse them, and Xue Qingshan followed the others to discuss matters.

Chu Xiangtian's heart swelled with pain, and the rough palms rubbed the back of his head a few times, fearfully reproaching him, "I am getting bolder and stronger, so I dare to run into the mountains with such a small amount of people?"

Fu Tian sniffed, crying in a dull voice: "They all said that something happened to you, I'm afraid." I'm afraid that he really won't go back.

Before he came, how firmly he told others that Chu Xiangtian would be fine. In fact, he was afraid of fear in his heart, afraid that Chu Xiangtian was really buried in the mountains as they guessed, and would never come back.

Chu Xiangtian choked, fingers gently inserted into his hair, "I'm sorry..."

Fu Tian shook his head in a dull voice, and held his clothes tightly with his fingers, "I found you."

"Well, you found me." Chu Xiangtian kissed him, hugged him down and hugged him, then mounted his horse again, pinched the horse's belly, and walked in the opposite direction of the camp.

The pony trot with the two of them avoiding the sight of everyone. Chu Xiangtian raised his face. The young master's face was flushed with boredom and his eyes were red. Only the dark eyes were moisturized by tears and brought them back. With a fragile fear that makes the heart trembling.

"Sorry..."

Chu Xiangtian kissed his eyes. The chapped lips were not soft, but they had the warmth that made Fu Tian feel at ease. Fu Tian closed his eyes and actively stopped his neck, eagerly looking for his lips.

Chu Xiangtian kissed him cooperatively. In the past, he was obediently in his arms like a little sheep-like young master, but at this time he was extremely anxious, sucking his lips and tongue, holding his neck and actively approaching him without leaving him. A slight gap.

The corner of Chu Xiangtian's lips was bitten, but he still entangled and kissed him deeply, until Fu Tian was almost out of breath, then he pressed the person into his arms and gently patted him with his palm. Alright, alright... I'm here, everything is fine..."

Fu Tian grabbed the clothes on his chest, only felt an urgent desire rushed to the top of his head. Nowhere did he want him like he does now, and want to feel his existence.

He climbed on Chu Xiangtian's chest, raised his head and kissed him warmly again, murmured between his entangled lips, "I want you..."

Chu Xiangtian's sane "bang" broke.

The two were entangled in a deep kiss. Even if they were panting, they still didn't want to let go of each other. Fu Tian wanted more, holding his hand to untie the tie, inviting silently, "More..."