By the way, you can rely on the mountains to eat the mountains and water to eat the water.

Zhou Yang used the tiger roaring spear as a crutch. Instead of walking on the road, he went into the mountains and forests so that he could find some food.

Although the wind and snow are not heavy, the animals have obviously hidden back into their nests.

In the end, he could only find a place to rest under the tree.

The Chang'an City in the distance seemed to have returned to peace, but he didn't dare to go back even if he beat him to death. Unexpectedly, there was such a terrifying figure like Ding Xiao in this world.

However, this time he was not stabbed to death by a sword, which made him feel more precious about life. At the same time, he also felt guilty about the life he had killed before. He secretly hoped that Li Yu and Sima Yi, who were abandoned by him, would not have any trouble, otherwise he would feel even more guilty about Dong Yu and Xiaoyao's death.

The weather was getting colder and Zhou Yang looked pale, looking around, as if there was any food, it was all trees and snow.

But he knew that people had no food and could last for at least seven or eight days. If they had no water, they could not withstand three days, especially on snowy days like today.

So he dug out a pile of fallen leaves from the snow, found a few pieces of bark, and used an iron gun to penetrate the bark to cover the leaves, and learned from the primitive man who drilled wood to make fire.

After a while, smoke rose from the leaves under the bark, and soon a fire rose in the uninhabited forest.

"It's still my ancestors' smart." Zhou Yangxin thought that if there was no drilling wood to make fire in the world, he might not have thought of such a skill.

The firewood and leaves in the fire made a "crackling" sound, adding a lot of movement to the quiet snow forest and warming his body immediately.

But what made him most grateful was that he knew that he would inevitably fight with the little emperor. He especially wore a light armor on himself, but now he could pull off his shoulder guards, put them on snow and burn them into hot water on the fire.

Zhou Yang drank the lower abdomen and felt as wonderful as the sweet spring in Tianshan Mountains. He warmed from his throat to his lower abdomen. He licked the skin of his lip that had already been cracked and tried to take a deep breath.

As a result, with a "Oh!", I felt my chest was blocked very much.

It seems that hasteness means failure, and being able to survive is a miracle.

After drinking the hot water, he covered himself with his coat and slowly covered him, but he didn't feel cold.

By dawn, Zhou Yang felt that his spirit had recovered a lot, but his movements were still very inconvenient. It seemed that it would be impossible to find food by hunting.

I gave up this idea and only used the direction of the sun's rise and fall and continued to go east.

However, the standing forests are stacked layer by layer and ignorant. Walking in them makes people feel distracted from being able to distinguish between east, west, south and north.

Therefore, he could only sleep day and night, with snow under his feet, but he could not see any animal footprints.

Fortunately, Zhou Yang was not at all pessimistic. After he decided to move forward, he would definitely be able to find the people who escaped from Chang'an before. There were food and water where there were people.

Sure enough, on the fifth day, five wooden houses were hidden deep in the woods ahead, which looked like a small settlement.

Zhou Yang was overjoyed and immediately relaxed, fell to his knees on the snow, and crawled towards the house with his iron gun station.

Just as I was about to shout for help, I found my throat was dry and I couldn't scream.

I have been persevering for so many days, but there are still a few steps away. So I struggled to climb to the front of the house and knocked on the door with an iron gun.

"Who?"

Only a crisp female voice could be heard. Before Zhou Yang could look up, he finally felt weak because of his long-out energy and fell to the door.

Half confused and half confused, he felt that there were men and women around him talking to each other.

Immediately afterwards, I was carried away and not thrown back into the cold snow, but gently placed on the comfortable soft bed. It seems that there are still many kind people in this world.

Not long after, he felt the warmth on his lips again and the fragrance was swelling. It must be some kind of soup made from prey.

It’s a pity that there was no salt added, otherwise it would have been more delicious. I guess it was the result of the large-scale salt market in Hanoi being cut off by Wei Ji!

After drinking the hot soup, Zhou Yang felt relieved and was smiling and slowly opening his eyes, but he was so scared that he immediately closed his eyes again.

The one who fed him the hot soup was an ugly woman with messy bumps on her face.

The woman did not feel ashamed at all. She put the bowl and spoon in her hand on the table and smiled and said, "Are you awake?"

Zhou Yang heard his accent strangely, a bit awkward like Europeans learning Chinese, but his voice was comfortable. He couldn't help but open his eyes again and saw that the other party was indeed extremely ugly, but he finally saved his life. He had to laugh a few times and said, "Thank you for saving your life, Miss."

"Don't thank me, it's someone else who saved you!" said the ugly woman.

What a wonderful enjoyment it would be if Zhou Yangxin wanted to close his eyes and talk to her. At the same time, he secretly scolded himself for judging people by his appearance, thinking that the ugly men in the Three Kingdoms, such as Pang Tong, Zhang Song and others, were all extremely smart people.

But after thinking back, Xun Yu, Zhou Yu, Zhuge Liang and others are all handsome and powerful people. Who doesn’t like the best of both worlds?

The ugly woman looked at him curiously and asked, "Don't you want to know who saved you?"

Zhou Yang came to his senses and said, "Of course I want to know, I hope the girl will tell you."

The ugly girl Ling smiled and said, "Actually, everyone here cares about you very much! But the person who really saved you is outside at this time!"

Zhou Yang was about to get out of bed and go out to thank him, but found that his whole body was sore and weak. His hands were softened on the edge of the bed, and he almost fell down.

Fortunately, the ugly woman held him in time and rebuked: "You are very weak and you can't act casually. Doctor Hua said that it's beyond the scope of medical theory that you can still live now."

"Doctor Hua?" Zhou Yang's mind immediately raised a kind old man with a round forehead and couldn't help but ask, "Is it Hua Tuo, who is known as the "Three Divine Doctors of Jian'an" together with Zhang Zhongjing and Dong Feng?"

The ugly girl said strangely: "Medical Saint Zhang Zhongying has heard of it, who is Dong Feng?"

Zhou Yang then realized that Dong Feng had not been born at this time, so he secretly scolded him for being confused, so he had to talk nonsense, but he really wanted to meet the originator of the surgical field, and said, "Can the girl help me?"

As he said that, he stretched out his hand, but the ugly woman lowered her head and said nothing.

Zhou Yang knew that this ancient times was still very particular, such as the etiquette of men and women not having sex. When he thought of the women he met before, except for Miss Yun'er and Qi Rou, they were almost all exceptions that were inconsistent with the women of this era.

However, the ugly woman just hesitated for a moment, then lowered her head and reached out to help him get out of bed.

Her hands are thin, white and tender, not like living in the mountains and forests for a long time, and it is even more unimaginable that she has such an ugly face.

Zhou Yang suddenly remembered the scene when he first met Zou, and she also disguised herself as an ugly woman.

If a woman born in this era is too beautiful and charming and has not found a backer to rely on, it may not be a good thing.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but secretly beat the ugly woman. In addition to her rough and rough skin, her five views were indeed extremely beautiful. But when I looked closer, it was easy to make this feeling of disgust preconceived, so I couldn't appreciate her seriously, and even ignored many beautiful and charming parts of her.

The ugly woman helped him out the door. The wind and snow seemed to have stopped for a while, and the sun still had not melted the snow.

I saw an old man with thin clothes, rolled up the corner of his pants, his left foot tilted to the front left, and his right foot followed half a step, sitting on his right leg, and his left foot was empty and his left foot was pressed to the ground. At the same time, he lifted his fists up along his chest, and his fists were raised backwards. He flipped to the front of his mouth and turned his palm forward, pressing forward, high to the chest, palm forward, and the two palms were opposite to the tiger's mouth, looking at his left hand.

"Five Animals Play!" Zhou Yang recognized this famous Qigong Kung Fu technique at a glance.

"What a strange name!" the ugly woman murmured beside her.

The old man stopped slowly, looked up and took a deep breath, looked at Zhou Yang, and smiled and said, "There are people in the world who were stabbed in the heart. They still insisted on living for so long, and even improving. It is not a return to the scene. It is really a lesson for me."

The ugly woman introduced from the side: "This is the miracle doctor Hua Tuohua."

Zhou Yang looked at the other person and found that Hua Tuo was not as old as he thought. According to time, he is at most fifty years old now, but he looks like a middle-aged man in his thirties. Although he is not strong, his skin is rosy and his face is as beautiful as a child.

Hua Tuo waved to them and said, "Come here to practice together, it will be of great help to restore your health."

The ugly girl pulled Zhou Yang with a smile and went to the snow to practice the Five Animals Play with Hua Tuo.

However, Zhou Yang was not able to let go now. As soon as he was so proud, he fell into the snow, causing Hua Tuo and the ugly girl to laugh.

Under the warm winter day, these laughters diluted all his thoughts, and they simply picked up the snow and smashed it at the ugly woman.

Hua Tuo was not the old man he imagined, even more passionate and energetic than the two of them. He was fifty years old and was like a child, holding a heavy snow ball in his hands and pressing down on Zhou Yang.

At this time, some women and children also ran out of the other wooden houses, and they joined the morning snow play together.

Zhou Yang forgot the pain in his body. Even though he was so happy that he didn't have the strength to get up, he continued to throw the snowball at the ugly girl on the ground.

Happiness always makes time pass quickly, and before you know it, it is noon.

The women went home to prepare meals and wanted to deliver meals to the men hunting in the forest, but the ugly girl ran back to the room in shame.

"Boy, the girl is going to prepare food for you." Hua Tuo said with a smile.

Zhou Yang thought to himself that this ugly woman might not know any disguise skills. If she becomes her man in the future and faces such an ugly face every day, life will be difficult.

However, the happiness just now was something that had not been there in a long time.

What else can I hesitate about? I can survive and have someone to take care of me. If I don’t know how to be grateful, it’s really a beast.

So he put aside the worldly view and walked happily towards the ugly woman's wooden house, but forgot that he was still seriously injured and fell into the snow pile again.
Chapter completed!