Queen of the Black Phoenix

Chapter 29 Alive
A Lu did not go to Yubone's residence.

He walked towards the cave.

The small wooden house by the bone pool is the nest of him and his sister.

There, there is also a piece of green grass that is suspected to be edible, growing up.

Alu's body hurts.

Leaving the sight of the carnival crowd, walking across the cliff path, walking across the shaking vine bridge, and entering the dark cave.

He couldn't hold his sister anymore, so he put her on Dahei's back, and he rode the "thorn" with some difficulty.

In a dark cave.

The two horses walked slowly.

A Lu no longer had the strength to guide the horse how to walk, and he lay on the horse's back a little dizzy.

The two horses walked forward slowly by themselves.

The first time he went through this cave, A Lu was still very afraid.

Looking at the shadow of the horse's head on the crooked cave now, it still looks like a giant beast, but Ah Lu feels at ease as he lies on top of it.

Thorn is a little afraid of Dahei.

So Dahei went ahead.

The younger sister's small body is not lying on the back of the big black, but sitting.

A Lu looked up, and he could see Dahei, who was a circle bigger than other horses, carrying a small group of younger sisters on his back.

A bit of a funny picture.

But my sister seemed a little serious at this time.

The little back is also straight.

Usually, I always feel that my sister is soft and can't sit upright. Seeing her at this moment, Ah Lu thought to himself: Milk is really useful. After taking milk, my sister has grown so fast that she can already sit upright on a horse.

After an unknown amount of time, the two horses walked slowly to the entrance of the cave.

Also slowly see the light.

A long day seemed like a whole lifetime to Ah Lu, but in reality, the sun had just set in the sky at this moment.

It's just a day from sun up to sun down.

Dahei came to the entrance of the cave and stopped.

Thorn was a little flustered.

It walks back and forth.

A Lu saw it again, saw the green grassland, the trickling stream, the fat cattle and sheep, the beautiful girl, and the round-faced lady.

"hold head high!"

Dahei hissed.

Alu woke up.

In front of me is still the grassland, not green, but golden.

There are no cattle and sheep, but a herd of running horses.

There was an old man with a hunchback.

After entering the cabin, A Lu exhausted his last strength and rolled onto the grass bed.

As usual, the younger sister slid off the horse's head.

Today, Lao Ba watched the horses alone.

Without two cubs, the old bus suddenly felt very strange and felt empty.

Without that stubborn and clever boy.

There is no "babbling" smirking little cub.

Even the horse king is gone.

The old bus suddenly felt that the grassland was so big.

The wind blows him, it is very cold, and there is an emotion called loneliness.

Even the soft and fragrant white steamed buns are not as delicious as usual.

The old bus was very restless all day.

Until I saw the two little guys come back.

The moody old bus almost galloped over.

Even his heavy hunchback could not stop his brisk steps.

But when the old bus ran up to him, he saw the boy covered in blood, and then saw the cub also covered in blood.

Old Ba's eye sockets were about to burst.

It's okay, it must be okay, if something happens, the little boy will definitely be thrown into the prisoner's hole, how can he return here.

The old bus kept comforting himself in his heart.

Every time it was like this, the bandits who were seriously injured, seeing that they couldn't be saved, the cottage didn't bother, and threw them into the prisoner's cave together.

But when he tore off the boy's clothes and saw the knife stuck in his body, the old man couldn't help but take a deep breath.

I don't know how the little boy persisted until now.

Even an adult man can't do it.

The knife was inserted so deep that only the handle was left outside.

The blood continued to flow, and a circle of blood clots formed around the knife, which was already black and red.

Little Shenyou didn't cry, and stayed in front of his brother.

The elder brother fell asleep again, and his hand was still holding hers, not too tight, probably afraid of hurting her, he just grabbed her hand without using any force.

The old man is not a doctor, but he handles the injured horses on weekdays, and his actions are not vague.

He lit a fire and boiled a pot of hot water.

He took out a little wine from his collection.

Where grains are expensive, the wine brewed from grains is even more expensive.

Lao Ba is reluctant to drink it on weekdays, and occasionally opens the lid to smell the taste.

At this moment, he took out the wine not for drinking, nor for smelling.

He treated the wound of a horse once before. The horse had a serious knife wound on its stomach. The horse struggled so badly that it accidentally kicked his wine over and spilled it on the wound.

Unexpectedly, the wound healed faster than other places, and it didn't rot.

Afterwards, when the old man met a horse with a serious wound, he would rub some wine on the wound, which worked very well. This was his unique secret recipe, but he had never used it on a human.

Boil water.

The house also warmed up.

The setting sun outside the house fell to the ground, and the entire sky was shrouded in darkness.

The big hand of the hunchbacked old man grabbed the handle of the knife and pulled it out forcefully. He was very strong and did not shake his hands. He just pulled it out at once, followed by blood gushing out.

The blood splattered and splashed on Xiao Shenyou's face, her eyes, and her mouth.

Xiao Shenyou also stuck out his tongue and licked it.

bitter.

When she was young, she wept.

There seemed to be the same picture in my mind, a lying woman covered in blood.

The knife was pulled out, strong wine was poured, herbs were applied, and the rest was up to God.

The old bus stayed there for half the night.

Seeing that A Lu had no signs of fever, he dozed off.

Ah Lu woke up in the middle of the night.

He felt cold all over.

It seemed that the blood in the whole body was drained little by little, and it felt cold from the bones, even the bones were cold.

The only thing that was a little hot was his palm.

He held a small hand gently in his hand.

It was my sister's hand, soft and warm.

The old bus was worried that Xiao Shenyou would get A Lu's wound, and wanted to hug her, but A Lu held her hand, and the old bus couldn't do it, so he had to put the little guy not far from A Lu.

A Lu's hand moved slightly, and the younger sister woke up unexpectedly.

She didn't cry either, she opened her eyes, her eyes were dark, like a pool of bones, at this moment, Ah Lu was startled.

But right away, the younger sister closed her eyes again, and her whole head was leaned over, resting on the palm of her own hand, with her long eyelashes covering her eyes.

The small nose, the small mouth, spouted a light hot air, and reached the palm of his hand.

The younger sister naturally approached, like a small stove, pillowing his hand and leaning against his arms.

The cold retreats a little bit, and the warmth rises a little bit.

The night was very quiet.

The wound hurts.

Alu closed his eyes.

He heard the breathing of the old bus not far away.

The sound of burning wood.

And the sound of my own heartbeat.

Plop, plop, ring.

He survived and will live better in the future.

He put his sister's pillowed hand in his arms.

(End of this chapter)