Chapter 742: Choice (first update)
Dark night, bonfire.
The bonfire burned in the dark night, the flames licking the wood and then radiating warm light and heat, illuminating everything around it.
Shang Jiuge was the only one beside this bonfire.
She sat alone in front of the bonfire, still wearing the loose white dress that He Ping had given her. However, the white dress was no longer spotless, and there were many traces of mud and water on the girl's originally white face.
She is warming herself by the fire.
At this time, someone came towards Shang Jiuge, and then gently called "sister" in Korean language.
Shang Jiuge raised his head. She stretched out her hand and handed Shang Jiuge a dark object that looked like a roasted sweet potato or other plant tubers.
Shang Jiuge looked at the other party. Under the light of the fire, he could see that she was a very petite girl. She looked only eight or nine years old. Like Shang Jiuge, she had many traces of muddy water splashing on her body.
It's that dirty and dusty feeling.
Shang Jiuge shook her head slightly: "I won't let myself starve to death."
She said softly.
The little girl looked at Shang Jiuge under the firelight and continued: "Uncle Jin's wound has opened again. We have no medicine. He may be dying. I want to ask my sister to take a look." She spoke in
Korean , so Shang Jiuge couldn't understand a word of it, and similarly, this little girl from Goryeo didn't understand anything about the Chinese dialect spoken by Shang Jiuge.
The two people were originally unable to communicate and had nothing to do with each other, but now they meet because of a strange fate.
Shang Jiuge just listened to her words quietly, then turned his head and thought for a moment, then stood up and stretched out a hand to the little girl.
The little girl came over and grabbed Shang Jiuge's finger, then turned around, holding Shang Jiuge's hand and walking away.
This is a wilderness.
But there is not just one bonfire in the wilderness.
Instead, these flickering red flames burned one by one on the ground, like scattered red mushrooms.
The little girl led Shang Jiuge through these bonfires. Shadows, one large and one small, were cast on the ground. People around the other bonfires also saw the two walking shadows and raised their voices. Greeted with a respectful and enthusiastic attitude.
But Shang Jiuge also couldn't understand a single word.
She was just following the little girl in front of her, slowly walking from the center of the bonfire colony to the edge.
Then the little girl stopped, got out of the way, and looked back at Shang Jiuge.
Shang Jiuge also saw the person the other party wanted her to meet.
This is an old man with pale hair. There are stab wounds on his chest and abdomen. They are the scars made by Japanese people using tachi. These wounds have been simply bandaged and treated, but due to the lack of medicine and necessary sutures, the wounds are in fact It has become ulcerated and pus-filled.
It was also for this reason that the other party was lying on the ground in a semi-conscious state.
"It's hopeless." Shang Jiuge looked at the other party and shook his head gently.
She was not a miracle doctor. If Huo Ying were here, there might be a way to save her, but that was just maybe.
The little girl looked at Shang Jiuge and shook her head. She was not surprised. She did not ask Shang Jiuge to come here just to let Shang Jiuge save the old man.
On the contrary - I just want the old man to meet Shang Jiuge.
She let go of Shang Jiuge's finger, then approached the old man, lowered her head, and whispered a few words in his ear. The old man miraculously slowly opened his eyes.
Even though the light was dim and his vision was somewhat scattered due to injuries, the old man still saw the girl in white standing straight in front of him at a glance.
He opened his mouth and coughed the first moment he wanted to speak, and bright red foam came out of the corner of his mouth.
Shang Jiuge looked at the other party without saying anything, that is, without stopping him.
When the other party had coughed enough, he looked at Shang Jiuge and slowly started to speak. He spoke word by word, and Shang Jiuge listened word by word. Even if he didn't understand a word he said, the girl still sat here and waited. The other party said everything he wanted to say.
Until he stopped, until he closed his eyes again.
The little girl reached out and held Shang Jiuge's finger.
"Let's go." The little girl looked up at Shang Jiuge's face and said.
Shang Jiuge did not move, but quietly pulled out the sword from his waist, and looked at the little girl: "Do you need my help to kill him?"
Such knife wounds and suppuration, if not treated with drugs, will last for a long time. Falling into a superimposed state of coma and awakening can be said to be one of the most painful ways to die.
Waiting to die is probably the most uncomfortable thing in the world.
What's more, he can no longer stand up or walk.
The little girl looked at the sword on Shang Jiuge's waist. She had seen Shang Jiuge's sword, so she knew how fast this sister's sword was.
If she were to take action, the other person might not even feel the pain for a moment before leaving this world.
This is probably also a kind of mercy.
But the little girl looked at Shang Jiuge's sword, then looked up at Shang Jiuge's face, and finally shook her head slightly.
Shang Jiuge nodded, and then put the Fei Ye Sword back into the scabbard on his waist.
She followed the little girl back all the way.
Walking back is the bonfire in the center, and the surrounding bonfires are still burning silently.
These are all refugees from Goryeo. Due to various reasons, they eventually lost their families, land and property, were eventually displaced, and endured various robberies and massacres.
At this time, a powerful girl appeared in front of them. Her power almost exceeded their imagination.
She can help them defeat or even kill the Japanese soldiers who are almost considered invincible, and she can also lead them to march in this desolate land, just like the patron saint given to them by God.
But again, this patron saint has no way to conjure food for them, nor can he cure those difficult illnesses.
She could only stand here and do nothing. The most she could do was ask, "Do you need my help to kill him?"
No matter how powerful a girl is, she has her own limitations.
Even though she has now taken on tasks that are far beyond her capabilities.
The two people returned to the original bonfire in silence, and Shang Jiuge sat down again.
She can rest when she sits down.
She only needs to sit down and rest for two hours, and then the girl can move energetically throughout the day.
The little girl looked at Shang Jiuge's face under the flames and asked softly: "Sister, are you a little regretful?"
She didn't expect Shang Jiuge's answer, because she knew that Shang Jiuge couldn't understand a word of what she said, but now the entire refugee team relied on her to communicate with this powerful girl like a god and demon, but Few people know that the two of them actually have no way to communicate.
The little girl didn't know why she was willing to stay instead of leaving. Maybe it was because of herself, or maybe it was because of something else.
But at least one thing was clear to her.
That is, the sister in front of me is really tired.
But Shang Jiuge opened his eyes, looked at the little girl, and smiled.
"All of this is my own choice."
(End of chapter)