The bright and beautiful sunlight shone through the faint fog in the morning, warmly shining on a thatched cottage that was surrounded by mountains and rivers. The structure of the thatched cottage in front of them was quite unique. Coupled with the surrounding scenery and the chanting sounds in the corridor, it not only gave people the feeling of bathing in the breeze, but also gave people a fresh and elegant enjoyment.
However, this thatched cottage was filled with elegance, but there was a side room that looked particularly miserable.
Han Gang could not help but frown as he watched the young man carefully tearing the white cloth on his body. One had to know that the wound had already formed a scar. The dried blood was stuck to the white cloth. How could it not hurt to be torn like this?
However, Han Gang could guess from the sweat on the man's forehead and his kind and patient face that he was treating his wounds. He did not open his mouth to disturb the other party. To be honest, this bit of pain was really not unbearable for Han Gang.
Suddenly, the youth's movements paused. At this time, the youth had just finished treating the wound on Han Gang's waist and was about to treat the two more serious scratches on his shoulder. Coincidentally, he met Han Gang's calm eyes. He had always thought that with Han Gang's injuries, he would need a few more days to wake up. However, he did not expect that in just two days or so, Han Gang, who had suffered such serious injuries, would actually wake up so quickly.
The two of them looked at each other. When Han Gang saw the stunned expression on the youth's face, he could not help but smile and weakly said,"Thank you!"
When the youth heard Han Gang's words, he was first stunned, then he said in surprise," You're awake? You're really a monster! He was able to wake up in just two days with such serious injuries! Haha!"
Han Gang could not help but smile bitterly when he heard this series of words. Han Gang looked at the wound that was bleeding again because the white cloth was pulled and gestured. He quickly opened his mouth to interrupt the youth who was about to say something and asked,"Can you clean the wound?" Sorry to trouble you!"
After Han Gang finished speaking, the young man was stunned for a moment. After he reacted, he quickly took the towel that he had prepared earlier and dabbed it in the clear water in the basin to wipe Han Gang's wound.
Suddenly, the young man seemed to have thought of something. The towel in his hand paused and he stared strangely at Han Gang who was lying on the bed.
Seeing the young man like this, Han Gang asked curiously,"What's wrong?"”
Han Gang's question did not receive an answer. When Han Gang spoke, the youth smiled and did not say anything. He hurriedly cleaned his wound. After cleaning it, he smeared green herbal foam on the wound. After everything was done, the youth obviously signaled to Han Gang with something on his mind and left the room he was in, leaving Han Gang lying on the bed with a puzzled expression.
After thinking for a long time, Han Gang still could not figure out what was wrong with the youth. Since he could not figure it out, Han Gang was not stubborn. He only heard him mutter to himself," What era have I come to?”
Listening to this confused but not panicked tone, it could be seen that Han Gang, who had woken up for the second time, had already accepted the fact that he had been reborn after death. After all, it was impossible to save a person who had been shot in the head, and Han Gang was not stupid enough to think in that direction.
Moreover, when he first woke up, he was already clearly aware of the changes in his body. Through the clothes on his body and the people around him, Han Gang had no choice but to accept the fact that he had transmigrated.
Thinking of this, Han Gang suddenly had an epiphany. He smiled bitterly and muttered to himself,'Maybe it's because my body is a little younger now, so that person is strange?”Although he had found the reason, Han Gang had no other emotions other than helplessness. Did he want him to talk and do things like a child in the future? He really couldn't do it. Not only him, but any adult would probably be tortured if they asked him to talk like a child!
Just as Han Gang was changing his thoughts, he suddenly heard a series of light footsteps coming from outside the door. Before Han Gang could listen carefully, the person had already walked in.
The person who came was about eighteen or nineteen years old. He had a handsome face, a tall and slender figure, and a refined aura between his brows. His unrestrained temperament set off the outstanding person in front of him.
Before Han Gang could speak, the person smiled and said,"Little friend, you're awake? Greetings, Zhuge Jun."
Although Han Gang was not used to this awkward greeting, he knew that this was a unique way of speaking in ancient times. He was not surprised and quickly replied,"I am."。。。。I am! He was lucky enough to not die! I have to thank brother for saving my life. Thank you so much!"
Han Gang's words were indeed nondescript, but Zhuge Jun did not look surprised. It should be known that the way one spoke was directly related to the way one usually read. Some ordinary people who had not read books would just greet him when they met. Where did the polite terms such as 'I' and 'brother' come from?
The only thing that surprised Zhuge Jun was that the child in front of him did not look panicked at all since he woke up. One had to know that with the body of the child in front of him, he was at most less than ten years old. A child who had experienced such a life and death ordeal was actually not flustered. How could he not be seen by others? In addition, although his voice was young, his pronunciation was clear and fluent in the northern accent. It was not something that an ordinary child could say. Everything before his eyes showed that the child lying opposite him was extraordinary.
Although Zhuge Jun, who had heard the youth's report, was surprised, he didn't show it on his face. He asked Han Gang softly," Where are you from, young friend? What's your name?"
The words of inquiring about his background were very obvious, but Han Gang did not mind. If someone said that he saved his life, of course he had to inquire about it. This was also human nature. Han Gang thought for a moment before replying,"I come from the north, my name is Han Gang.”At this point, Han Gang lowered his head to look at his current figure. Then, he added with an expression of not knowing whether to laugh or cry,"I'm nine years old this year!"
Zhuge Jun looked at Han Gang's bitter expression and gave him a strange look. However, he did not ask too much. Although Han Gang was different from ordinary people, his intelligence was probably much higher than ordinary children. If Han Gang did not want to say anything, there was nothing he could do. One had to know that the concept of the north was a little too general. From Nanyang to the north, it was all considered the north. Who knew where Han Gang came from?
Zhuge Jun had misunderstood. Han Gang had been adopted and raised by the country in his previous life. It could be said that other than knowing that he was from China, he did not know where he was from. He said that he was in the north because his camp was in Beijing. However, who knew what era it was now? It was hard to say whether Beijing existed or not. How was he supposed to answer?
As the two of them were talking, they suddenly heard the youth who had helped Han Gang clean his wound shout happily at the door," Third Master, come quickly! Second Master! You're back from your trip."
The youth had just shouted when he heard a loud and clear voice laughing and scolding from within the courtyard." You rascal, you're not an outsider. Why are you calling me third brother?”
Without waiting for Zhuge Jun to say anything, he walked into the room. The man was stunned when he saw the situation in the room. Then, he asked curiously," Who is this young friend?”
At this moment, Han Gang was completely stunned. Zhuge Jun was already considered an outstanding and handsome figure, but he was an unmistakably elegant figure. Looking at the person in front of him, Han Gang could not help but sigh. He saw that the person was dressed in a simple and elegant Confucian robe, with a feather fan swinging along with his wrist. Coupled with a unique but not tacky silk scarf on his head, it set off a different kind of coquettish and elegant posture.
However, Han Gang found it funny. Wasn't the equipment of the person in front of him the image of Zhuge Kongming in the Three Kingdoms that was often played on television?
Gazing at that person's handsome face, Han Gang thought to himself,'Could it be that he's a descendant of the Zhuge family? Why are you dressed like this?"
Han Gang's thoughts were in a mess, but only a few breaths had passed. Zhuge Jun smiled and replied,""Brother, I brought this child back from the official road when I returned from my trip. His name is Han Gang.”
After listening to Zhuge Jun's introduction, Han Gang broke away from his thoughts. He smiled gratefully at Zhuge Jun, who had saved him but did not mention it. He quickly continued," I encountered a mountain wolf on the official road in the forest. I fought with my life. Although I killed the mountain wolf, I was also in danger. Fortunately, I was saved by my benefactor."”
Zhuge Jun was slightly surprised by Han Gang's words. Although the words that the child had said when he was awake were neither fish nor water, they felt a lot different. How could he be so familiar with the words that only scholars could say in such a short time?
Zhuge Jun thought for a moment and smiled. He didn't continue to discuss this issue. Instead, he introduced Han Gang, who was lying on the couch," This is my brother, Zhuge Liang, also known as Kong Ming."”
Even Zhuge Jun himself didn't know why he had introduced a child so thoroughly. It must be known that even the words were introduced when he introduced the child. It was a sign that he thought highly of the other party.
Zhuge Liang was quite surprised when he heard this. He couldn't understand why his third brother was like this, but he knew that with his third brother's personality, he would definitely make mistakes. There must be a reason. Therefore, Zhuge Liang looked at Han Gang with a hint of observation.
At this moment, Han Gang had yet to react. When he heard Zhuge Jun's introduction, he subconsciously wanted to greet him," Greetings.。。。。。”
Suddenly, Han Gang's eyes widened as he shouted in shock,""F * ck…Who? Who did you say it was? Zhuge Liang? Zhuge Kongming? Mr. Wolong?"
As a special forces soldier, Han Gang had a strong will and a spirit as hard as iron. At this moment, he could not help but shout loudly and curse. From this, it could be seen how much of a shock this incident had given him.
Han Gang knew what was going on, but the Zhuge brothers didn't know what was wrong with the strange child in front of them. What was even more strange was why he lost his composure when he heard Zhuge Liang's name.”What was he talking about?
"How did the child in front of me know the daoist name of 'Mister Crouching Dragon'?”
With all kinds of questions in their hearts, the Zhuge brothers stared at Han Gang, whose eyes were also wide open, leaving the young man outside the room to look at the three strange people in the room with a strange expression.
Today's second chapter is delivered, and tomorrow will continue to be two chapters. Finally, I hope that everyone will support this book more and support it. At least, it won't sink too deeply, hehe! Thank you first.
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