Baibei's condition was very bad. The continuous high fever allowed him to tie him to Zhang Hu'en's back to continue to move north. Long Zai Tian's transformation made Zhang Hu'en feel a little uncomfortable. He did not expect that such a subconscious actor could also be transformed into such passionate blood by the environment and the plot. Faced with Baibei, he could not refuse Baibei's request, so he could only pull him up and walk north together. Due to the addition of a seriously injured person, their itinerary became more difficult. He walked and stopped all the way, and also had to find some cold plants on the snow field for treatment for Baibei. Fortunately, the idea was a qualified bachelor's degree. He had a rich knowledge of herbal medicine. After three days and three nights of hard trek, Baibei's fever finally subsided.

On the fourth morning, Bai Fang woke up from the fox fur sleeping bag. He touched the hole in his left eye and endured the discomfort and applied a piece of snow on his socket. I pinched the knife and peeled the rabbit's skin. Looking at his actions, he said:

"I advise you not to do this. Temporary pain and redness will subside within a week. If you forcefully dispel the pain with the cold, it will only make your wound unconscious. At that time, even the rotten numbness and itch will be lost, and your entire left face will be infected."

"I know."

The white-faced replied in a depressed manner. He pulled out the dagger and placed it on the bonfire. He stared at Zhang Hu'en sitting opposite him with his right eye and said:

"Captain Dashan, although I have offended you many times before, I still need your help in this situation. Please let go of the blood around my left eye so that my right eye can barely open it."

Zhang Hu'en took the dagger and roasted it on the fire, and asked in confusion:

"Injury and injury will only make you more painful, maybe you should follow the advice of your ideas."

"No, I need pain to stimulate my paralyzed nerves so that I can open my remaining eyes and watch the brown pig scream and beg for mercy in front of me."

I have always been puzzled by the idea of ​​the white face. A few days ago, because he had been half-dreaming and half-awake, he had no chance to ask him. Now he is awake, and the doubts he has been buried in the idea have been expressed:

"Brown Pig, why, did he offend you?"

"That traitor. He betrayed the Earl and all the Rangers, and he leaked our intelligence to the barbarians!"

"Impossible, Brown Pig has always been strictly neutral. He is a businessman and knows the rules of doing business. He has been trading with us for decades. How could he suddenly turn against the barbarians?"

"Then what I see and hear are all jokes? He got so much golden sand from the barbarians. He talked and laughed and ate and had fun, and we prisoners were imprisoned in his pig house. Do you think he didn't know?"

"Maybe......"

The idea was a bit silly. He would not make a promise for the character of the brown pig. This greedy fat pig has been swaying between the gray robe and the barbarians. It does not mean that he has a position.

"Okay, hold on and don't attract the wolf!"

Zhang Hu'en wiped the roasted dagger and slowly reached into Bai's left eye socket and stabbed it down. Bai'en trembled and clenched his teeth. As the redness and swelling around the eye socket was cut open, a cluster of half-gel-like blood clots were squeezed out by Zhang Hu'en. Bai'en's cold sweat slid down towards his body. The nails of his hands were too tight and blood was snatched out. After Zhang Hu'en had cleared all his blood stasis, he applied mashed herbs to his left eye and wrapped his left eye with a bandage.

The lump finally stopped squeezing his right eye. He opened his right eye. The hatred and resentment in his eyes were so deep. He pinched the knife that Zhang Hu'en came back. He said:

"Idea, when I catch the brown pig, I will teach you what the authentic Ruby Bay skinning method is."

As the situation of the white face improved, they finally felt the Brown Pig's relay station at sunset. After knowing that the Brown Pig might be rebellious, they did not swagger into the Brown Pig's cabin to question him. Instead, they hid the horses in the forest thousands of meters away, hid behind a row of pig houses, and carefully observed the situation around them so as not to reveal their whereabouts if barbarians appear.

"It seems that there is no trace of the barbarians. I think you may have really misunderstood. Maybe the brown pig is vaining the barbarians and making a snake?"

"Stop the sound, someone is coming!"

A rustling sound came from the front of the pig house. The three of them quickly lay down on the snow, staring at the direction of the sound with only five eyes exposed. A small figure in a black robe walked towards the direction of the three of them. They were holding something in their arms, and their steps were so fast and panicked, and they looked back from time to time, as if someone was following him behind.

The black robe was getting closer and closer. Seeing that Zhang Hu'en had no choice, a tiger jumped up from the snow, threw the black robe down at once, and covered the black robe's mouth with his hands and pressed it down in the snow.

“Wow!”

A baby cried under the black robe. Zhang Huen hurriedly handed the small jacket in the black robe to the idea. The idea opened a corner of the jacket, and inside it was a little baby with blood on his face. The idea suddenly panicked, and the baby cried louder because of the cold wind.

The baby's crying caused movement from the people in the cabin. An old woman opened the window and shouted to the place where the crying sound came out:

"Beney, quickly deal with that evil seed, otherwise when the adults wake up, they won't think that I will treat that evil seed so kindly!"

Zhang Hu'en let go of the black robe and shrewd at her. The woman in the black robe nodded with tears in her eyes, took the child from the idea and put it in her arms and started to coax it in a low voice. Zhang Hu'en looked at the idea with a strange expression on her face and asked:

"What's going on, what's the point, shouldn't you explain it?"

I looked at the woman in black robe and asked:

"Is it a boy?"

The woman nodded, with infinite despair and begging in her eyes, and she whispered to the point:

"Mr. Gray Robe, please don't tell Lord Brown Pig. I just wanted him to have some milk. He was just born. I don't want to see him starve to death without eating a single milk."

"I said, what's the matter?"

Zhang Hu'en's scalp was almost blown off. If he was still immune to women, his immunity to the newborn baby was almost zero. It seemed that the little baby was about to encounter some terrible fate in their conversation. The violent factor in Zhang Hu'en's body was completely ignited because of the idea and the next words.

"She should be the granddaughter of Brown Pig, and this child should be Brown Pig and her son...I know this sounds very incredible. Brown Pig is such a freak. He lives with his wife, his daughter, his granddaughters, and these women are his 'wife'. He enjoys their honor and lets them continue to have girls for him. If a boy is born, it must be killed so as not to threaten his interests in this group...oh, this is his family matter, and we don't...well, white-faced, it seems that our soldiers have taken over your job."

"Bang!"

The thick wooden door was knocked down by Zhang Hu'en, and a sensation of snowflakes floated into the warm wooden house. More than a dozen fruit girls, big and small, crawled out of the quilt, staring at Zhang Hu'en, who was breaking into the door in a daze. A fat old man lying on a big bear skin chair woke up from his sleep, looked at Zhang Hu'en's gray robe and said with an annoyance:

"This is the territory of Lord Brown Pig, the gray robe, you will pay the price for your recklessness!"

Zhang Hu'en looked at the fruit girls around him and found that among them were old and old women with white hair, middle-aged aunts with charm, young young women, underdeveloped girls, and two girls with only a little big. One young woman had a baby in her arms and a baby who was sipping milk.

"I'm talking to you, gray robe, I'm Lord Brown Pig!"

The brown pig lifted up the sword placed beside him and walked towards him. Zhang Hu'en threw the giant shield to the ground and jumped to the front of the brown pig in two steps. He kicked the brown pig who was about to attack to the ground. He stepped on the brown pig's crotch with all his strength. A heartbreaking sound spread in the wooden house immediately. The brown pig fainted without even humming.

"No!"

An old woman with toothy teeth took a two-handed sword from the wall and slashed at Zhang Hu'en. Zhang Hu'en, wearing barbed wire gloves, snatched the sword over the long sword and flew onto the wall with a slap. The crackling sound of fractures came from the old woman. The surrounding women quickly got into the quilt, pulled up the quilt and wrapped themselves tightly, trembling.

Ideas, Baimao and Benny walked into the wooden house. Seeing Zhang Hu'en stepping on the brown pig, the brown pig was no longer moving. Benny breathed a sigh of relief. Another old woman next to her jumped out again and was about to steal the baby in her arms.

"It's all you, you, the little mess, that has attracted the gray robe. I want you to die with your little evil seed!"

The dagger in the white-faced hand was inserted into the old woman's head. The old woman rolled her eyes and fell down on her back. The white-faced pulled out the dagger and walked to Zhang Hu'en, looking at the rotten brown pig under her crotch, twitching at the corner of her mouth and saying:

"It's too cheap for him."

"Don't worry, I didn't kill this scum. I left it to you. You can show me your family's specialty show!"

When he heard that the brown pig was not dead, the happy white-faced immediately brought the boiling water jar on the bonfire and poured it all over the brown pig's fat face.

"Ah~It hurts so much!"

The brown pig screamed and got up from the ground, and was kicked back to the ground by the white face. Zhang Hu'en sat on the big bear-skin chair of the brown pig, playing with the long sword left by the brown pig, and bared to the white face:

"He was not screaming miserable enough, let him scream a little more tragic!"

"As for orders, Soldier!"

Seeing the white-faced dagger constantly concocting it on the brown pig, I thought to go to Zhang Hu'en and said:

"It's not appropriate. After all, we haven't checked whether the brown pig has betrayed the gray robe..."

"There is no need to verify this kind of scumbag. By the way, what should we do with these women? Why would you bring them to Black City and place them?"

"They are much more familiar with this place than us. By the way, your name is Beni, right?"

Benny nodded, walked over and knelt in front of Zhang Hu'en, held the child and kowtowed three times, and said:

"Sir, please tell me your name. I will name my child after your name, so that he will always remember that you gave him the chance to live."

"My name is Menseus, also known as Dashan. My real name is Aldo, a gladiator and a gray robe. Not long ago, I was a slave."

"Then she will call Dashanthus Ears from now on, and I will take them to the Black City, and I will make a vow to God the Father, and I will not reveal your whereabouts to any barbarians."

"Oh, have the barbarians come?"

"I have been here, and there are so many people. I went to the south after resting the night before."

"It seems that you have hit it again. The barbarian army has already begun."

"A perfect human skin! Dangdang, produced by rubies, must be a fine product!"

The white-faced walked over with a bloody human skin. A neat human skin was intact except for a hole in the crotch. Looking at the brown pig lying there, which was curled into a ball of rotten meat, stripped naked but still breathing, it has to be said that the white-faced family-born skills are indeed very exquisite.

"What did you say?"

"It seems that the brown pig has been bribed by the barbarian king, and has also been enfeoffed the land within the city wall, and has obtained a big and small title."

"Interestingly, the barbarian king has always been uninterested in the land within the Great Wall. His current behavior is like an urgent need to go from a harvester to a farmer."

"What's the meaning?"

Zhang Hu'en couldn't understand what the idea was saying, so he explained to him:

"The barbarians do not work in production, rely on hunting and animal husbandry to make a living outside the city wall. Whenever there is a gap in their food, clothing, and weapons, they will try their best to cross the Great Wall and rob the northern border, either obtaining enough supplies or consuming excess unsustainable warriors. Anyway, the barbarian king is like a landlord sitting firmly outside the city wall, and can collect rent from the farmers in the northern border at any time; how could a person who is used to being a landlord suddenly want to come in and be a farmer?"

"Maybe he also wants to feel the wealth of the south. Being a lord with food and clothing is better than being a tycoon in this ice and snow."

"This is not good news, white-faced."

The three of them were speechless, thinking about the bloody storm that the Barbarian King would cause. After Benny and the women packed up, they divided the inventory of the brown pig and took it away by the three. They dug the bodies of the brown pig and the two old ladies and buried them. When they left, they set a fire.

Looking at the brown pig's cabin and pig house being swallowed by the flames, I thought but said with my heart:

"This will reveal our whereabouts."

Zhang Hu'en, who was riding on a horse, looked at the vast forests and snow fields in the north, stroked the sword that was walking away from the brown pig and said:
Chapter completed!