Two Qin officials and five youths. He had just walked ten miles. There were ten Qin officials and more than seventy youths.
After walking for twenty miles, the group was already so large. It was impossible to tell the approximate number of people at a glance.
In the crowded crowd, Mo was not eye-catching compared to the other youths. If one had to find something different about him, it would be that he looked a little thin.
Of course, the thin and weak here referred to those muscular youths.
"My name is Ye. What's your name?"
On the second day of the march, there was a little fatty who intentionally or unintentionally approached Mo. Finally, he asked.
He had been paying attention for a long time. During the march, many youths had already become friends, chatting with each other as they walked. Laughter could be heard from time to time.
Only this youth in front of him, who did not look strong, was like him. No one seemed to want to get to know them.
"Mo."
As he walked, he heard someone calling him. Mo turned his head and when he saw the little fatty, a smile appeared on his face.
"No wonder no one wants to talk to you.”
Seeing the youth smile at him, the little fatty muttered.
At this moment, he was extremely envious of this person called Mo. Although he didn't look like he had any ability, his face made people envious.
“.....”
Because the surroundings were filled with the voices of others, Mo did not hear the little fatty's muttering clearly. He turned around and looked at the little fatty named 'Ye'.
"It's nothing. Hehehe!"
The little fatty smiled. His smile was filled with wretchedness.
Mo also noticed that although this little fatty had a fat body, he looked especially comical after wearing the Qin Sword. However, from his attire, one could tell that he was not from an ordinary family.
The most obvious thing was that other than Qin Li, everyone else could only wear straw sandals, but this little fatty was actually wearing cloth shoes.
Although Mo also had cloth shoes, he would only wear them when he couldn't stand the cold in winter.
"No one will be willing to talk to you if you dress like this.”
Mo smiled.
Perhaps other than the fact that the others disliked Fatty's fatness, the shoes were also a big reason.
Mo did not hide this. He could tell that Fatty was smiling. But his gaze was very strange. If he was deceived by the little fatty's pure appearance, he would probably suffer a loss.
Hearing this, the little fatty was stunned for a moment and opened his mouth. She didn't expect Mo to say that.
After that, Little Fatty came back to his senses and slightly increased his pace. He came to Mo's side and approached him slightly as he spoke in a very small voice.
"That's because others are jealous."
The little fatty pursed his lips and looked around with disdain.
This scene made Mo smile but he didn't say anything.
The two people who met for the first time were like this. They were inexplicably familiar with each other.
As they walked further and further, the team gradually expanded to a thousand people.
Cavalry.
It was also the first time he appeared before Mo.
"Giddyup!"
.....
The clattering of horse hooves could be heard as cavalry came and went. Along the way, the noisy team gradually quieted down.
The silence that belonged to the army seemed to accompany the arrival of the cavalry, causing everyone's breathing to quicken unconsciously.
At night, torches were stuck in the walls of dilapidated buildings.
The light of the fire shone out, and the pale yellow light swayed.
On the wooden building, Qin officials were patrolling back and forth with Qin swords in hand. In the building, the youths sat in groups of three to five. Some people were quiet, while others were chatting with each other in low voices.
"What do you want?"
After Little Fatty and Mo finished eating, they came to an empty wall. Just as they sat down, they saw Mo take out a roll of bamboo slips and a small bamboo stick from his clothes.
The short bamboo stick was gently pulled by Mo with his hand. A small carving knife appeared in front of the little fatty.
"I have nothing better to do."
Mo said.
Anyway, it was boring at night, and he was not very sleepy now. It was better to do something to pass the time.
He didn't know what the future of the Lantian Military Camp would be.
The corners of Mo's mouth curled up slightly as he thought of that pretty face that was full of threats.
"Engraving?"
Seeing this scene, the little fatty's face twisted as if he had seen something particularly disgusting.
Following that, the little fatty turned around and shifted his buttocks. He lay down beside Mo and closed his eyes to sleep soundly.
However, as he slept quickly, he naturally woke up quickly.
In the wild, unless one was extremely tired, it was a fairytale to sleep until the next day.
Before Mo could sleep, Fatty was woken up by a mosquito bite.
"Why are you all biting me!"
The little fatty was about to go crazy. He looked at the bumps on his neck and hands with a pained expression.
"Here you go!"
At this moment, Mo glanced at the little fatty and took out a small wooden box from his pocket.
The little fatty took it with a dumbfounded expression.
"What is this?"
He looked at Mo curiously. Then, he opened the lid, and a slightly pungent smell came out of the wooden box.
Little Fatty touched the sticky liquid in the wooden box with his hand. After that, he heard Mo speak.
"It's very effective in repelling mosquitoes.”
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