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Chapter 193: Let’s Run, Fox (IX)

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TL: Sarah

    昏昏沉沉中，尚可感觉背部传来火辣辣的疼痛，似乎有人正在他的伤口上涂抹着什么。穆图的气息就在身边，一只大手轻轻抚摸着他的头。

In his drowsiness, Shang Ke felt a burning pain in his back, as if someone was smearing something on his wound. Mutu’s scent was around, and a big hand was gently stroking his head.

    抹药的动作停止了，随即听到一个苍老的声音说道：“我已经帮他上了药，接下来就看他自己的了。”

The act of applying the medicine stopped, and immediately he heard an old voice saying, “I’ve applied the medicine. The rest is up to him.”

    尚可认出说话的人就是狮族的巫医乔霍，不过他的话听起来似乎有点听天由命的意思。他很清楚自己的伤势，虽然严重，但基本都是外伤，只要好好敷药疗养，注意不要感染，以兽人的身体素质，痊愈是没有问题的。

Shang Ke recognized that the speaker was Qiaohuo, the witch doctor of the lion tribe, but his words sounded a bit resigned. He was well aware of his injuries. Although serious, they were just flesh injuries. As long as his wounds were properly dressed and he rested while being careful to not get it infected, healing up was no problem with the beastman’s physical quality.

    “乔霍，务必治好他！”穆图语气强硬地命令。

“Qiaohuo, be sure to cure him!” Mutu ordered in a strict tone.

    乔霍冷冷道：“族长，我只是一名小小巫医，没有抗衡命运之神的力量。”

Qiaohuo said coldly, “Chief, I am just a weak witch doctor. I do not have the power to go against the god of fate.”

    穆图没有说话，不过尚可能够感觉到他的怒火。

Mutu didn’t speak, but Shang Ke could feel his anger.

    后背越来越疼，尚可坚持不住，再次陷入昏迷。

With his back hurting more and more, Shang Ke couldn’t hold on and fell back into unconsciousness again.

    之后几天，尚可又断断续续地清醒过几次，但时间一次比一次短，伤势却越来越重，似乎已经开始溃烂。

In the next few days, Shang Ke woke up intermittently several times, but the time was shorter every time. His injury grew more and more serious, and it seemed to have begun to fester.

    尚可此时才意识到，巫医给他用的伤药可能有问题。他见过他给其他兽人治疗，虽然医术不高，但配制外伤药还是颇有经验的，没道理越治越严重。

Shang Ke realized at this time that there might be something wrong with the medicine used by the witch doctor. He had seen him treat other beastmen. Although his medical skill was not high, he was quite experienced in medicine for flesh wounds. There would be no reason why the more he treated Shang Ke the worse he got.

    又到了换药的时候，尚可很想阻止，但他浑身乏力，大脑昏沉，又没法说话，只能任由巫医在他身上涂涂抹抹。后背的伤口传来剧烈的疼痛，皮肉仿佛被人刮去一层，尚可忍不住轻微颤抖起来。

When it was time to change the medicine again, Shang Ke wanted to stop it, but his whole body was weak, his brain was dizzy, and he couldn’t speak, so he had to be smeared by the witch doctor. There was severe pain on his wound, and the skin seemed to be scraped off. Shang Ke couldn’t help but shiver slightly.

    “亚努，很痛吗？”穆图焦急的声音在耳边响起。

“Yanu, does it hurt?” Mutu’s anxious voice spoke by his ear.

    尚可努力抬了抬酸涩的眼睛，只能看到一张模糊的脸。耳朵嗡嗡作响，穆图冲着巫医发火的声音就像钟鼓一般敲击着他的大脑，让他的意识愈加模糊。

Shang Ke tried to lift his eyes, only to see a vague face. With his ears buzzing, Mutu’s angry voice at the witch doctor struck his brain like a bell and drum, making his consciousness increasingly blurred.

    不行，他要想办法告诉穆图，药有问题。他已经完成了主线任务，又怎么甘心死在别人的算计中！

No, he had to find a way to tell Mutu that there was something wrong with the medicine. He had completed the main mission. He wasn’t willing to die in the schemes of others!

    不过多时，房间中只剩下他一个人。他振作精神，艰难地将手指移到石床边，摸索着寻找尖锐的部分，然后在尖锐处来回磨蹭自己的手指，磨蹭一下，休息一会，接着继续，直到硬生生将伤口磨裂，流出鲜血。

But for a long time, he was left alone in the room. Preparing himself, he struggled to move his finger to the edge of the stone bed and groped for a sharp point where he could rub his finger against. After taking a rest, he continued until the wound was torn and blood flowed out.

    这个过程，足足花了他半个多小时。

This process took him more than half an hour.

    尚可抬起血肉模糊的手指，颤抖地在石床上画下一棵药草的形状，简单几笔，几乎用尽他所有力气。

Shang Ke raised his bloody finger and drew the shape of an herb on the stone bed with trembling. With a few simple strokes, he almost used up all of his strength.

    刚刚画完，穆图便从屋外走出来。

Just as he finished painting, Mutu walked into the house.

    尚可心中惊喜：穆图，快低头看看！

Shang Ke was pleasantly surprised: Mutu, look down quickly!

    然而，穆图并没有听到他的呼喊，只看到他流血的手指，然后一屁股坐在石床上，将还未干涸的血迹蹭得一片模糊。

However, Mutu didn’t hear his internal cry, only saw his bleeding fingers. He then sat down on the stone bed, smearing the blood that had not dried up.

    尚可忍不住流出眼泪，半个多小时的成果就这样功亏一篑。这恐怕是他最后的希望，再不换药，他可能撑不过明天。

Shang Ke couldn’t help but shed tears. The work of more than half an hour ruined just like that. This was likely his last hope. If he didn’t change his medicine, he may not survive to see tomorrow.

    “族长，我们要出发了。”外面传来兽人的喊声。

“Chief, we need to go.” There were shouts of beastmen from outside.

    穆图心疼地抹去尚可眼角的眼泪，眉头深深蹙起，眼中充斥着忧虑和暴躁。

Mutu lovingly wiped the tears from Shang Ke’s eyes. His brows furrowed deeply, and his eyes were full of anxiety and irritability.

    直到外面再次传来催促声，穆图这才放开那只重新止血的手，低头亲了亲他的脸，轻声说了一句：“等我回来。”然后缓缓站起身，迈着沉重的脚步，一步一回头地往外走。

It was not until there was an urging sound from outside that Mutu let go of the hand that stopped bleeding again. He bowed his head, kissed his face, and whispered, “Wait for me to come back.” And then stood up slowly. With heavy steps, he walked back outside.

    他不想离开，却又不得不离开。他们储藏的食物被雉狗烧毁了一半，必须尽快补充，否则这个寒季，不知道会有多少族人饿死。

He didn’t want to leave, but he had to. Half of their stored food had been burned by the avani, which must be replenished as soon as possible. Otherwise, he didn’t know how many beastmen would starve to death in this cold season.

    床上的尚可，感觉穆图的气息逐渐远去，在心中发出无声的求助：穆图，不要走，不要走……

Shang Ke on the bed felt that Mutu’s scent was fading away, and silently asked for help: Mutu, don’t go, don’t go …

    穆图脚步一顿，再次回头向尚可望去，心里升起强烈的不安，总觉得这一走就再也见不到他的狐狸了。

Mutu paused and looked back at Shang Ke again. He felt strongly uneasy as if he may never see his fox again if he left.

    然而，身为狮王的责任，让他最终还是走出了尚可的房间，和其他战士一起，为全族的生存而忙碌。

However, due to responsibility as the Lion King, he finally walked out of Shang Ke’s room and worked with other warriors for the survival of their whole tribe.

    尚可无力地闭上眼，最后一丝希望随着穆图的离开，彻底破灭……

Shang Ke closed his eyes feebly, and the last glimmer of hope was completely shattered with Mutu’s departure …

    穆图带着部落的战士，一路寻找猎物的踪迹。但是寒季来临，大部分动物都已经躲进了自己的巢穴，整整一个上午，他们只收获了一头野猪、三只野兔以及少量坚果。

Mutu took the warriors of the tribe and searched all the way for traces of prey. But when the cold season came, most animals would have already hid in their nests. For the entire morning, they only harvested a wild boar, three rabbits and a few nuts.

    “咦？族长，你受伤了？”正在休息时，一名兽人突然出声问道。

“Eh? Chief, are you hurt? ” While resting, a beastman suddenly asked aloud.

    “什么？”穆图不明所以地看向他。

“What?” Mutu, who didn’t know what he meant, looked at him carefully.

    那名兽人指着他的裤子说道：“你的裤子上有血迹。”

The beastman pointed to his trousers and said, “There is blood on your trousers.”

    穆图扯过自己的裤子，果然看到右腿后侧沾了一片血迹。

Mutu grabbed his trousers, and saw the smear of blood on the back of his right leg.

    他也没在意，随口道：“可能是在哪里不小心蹭到的吧，我没有受伤。”

He didn’t care. He said casually, “Maybe I accidentally got it somewhere. I’m not hurt.”

    正要放开，突然心中一动，又拽过来看了看。这片血迹的形状有些奇怪，看起来不像自然形成的。

Just as he was about to let this topic go, a lightbulb moment went off, and he pulled the fabric over again, looking at it. This piece of blood had a strange shape, it didn’t look like it was formed naturally.

    穆图想了想，干脆用小刀将那片布料割下来，拿到眼前仔细查看。

Mutu pondered over it. He cut off the cloth with a knife and took a closer look at it.

    其他兽人见状，都露出一脸囧色：要不要因为沾了一点血迹就把整块布料都割下来……

When the other beastmen saw it, they all looked frustrated. Did you need to cut off that whole piece of cloth just because it got some blood on it… 

    穆图摩挲布料上的血迹，虽然线条模糊了，但大致形状还能看出来，应该是一种植物的叶片。他猛然想起狐狸流血的手指和石床边缘的痕迹，当时没注意，现在想想，那可能不是普通的血迹，而是狐狸特意留给他的信息？这么看来，狐狸手指上的伤口恐怕也是他自己弄破的，只为画下这个图案。

Although the lines of the blood on Mutu’s cloth were blurred, the general shape could still be seen. It should be the leaves of a plant. He suddenly remembered the fox’s bleeding fingers and the marks on the edge of the stone bed. He didn’t pay attention at that time. Now that he thought about it, this wasn’t some normal bloodstain, but the information that the fox specially left for him? So the wound on the fox’s finger was probably broken by himself, just to draw this pattern.

    想到这里，穆图脸色变得异常难看。狐狸不会说话，只能用这种方式与他交流，甚至不惜弄伤自己，他却完全没有留意。

Thinking here, Mutu’s face became extremely ugly. Fox couldn’t talk, he could only communicate with him in this way, even by hurting himself, but he didn’t pay attention at all.

    狐狸当时流泪，不是因为伤口疼痛，而是因为他的疏忽大意。

The fox shed tears at that time, not because of the pain in the wound, but because of his negligence.

    穆图噌地一下站起身，大声道：“我先回部落了，你们继续狩猎！”

Mutu suddenly stood up and shouted, “I’ll go back to the tribe first. Keep hunting!”

    说完这句话，他便快速朝部落的方向奔去，一路风驰电掣，没有停歇。

After he was finished, he quickly ran to the direction of the tribe without rest.

    “咦，刚才跑过去的是族长？”一名兽人看向那道已经远去的背影。

“Hey, the one that ran by just now was Chief?” A beastman looked at the far-away figure.

    “好像是，他怎么提前回来了？”

“It seems so. Why did he come back so early?”

    “或许是发现了大群猎物，回来召集人手。”

“Maybe he found a large group of prey and came back to gather people.”

    兽人们一边修补破损的房屋，一边谈论着。

The beastmen chattered while repairing their damaged houses.

    穆图冲进尚可房间，快步来到他的床边，低声唤道：“狐狸，我回来了，你想告诉我什么？”

Mutu rushed into Shang Ke’s room and quickly came to his bedside. He whispered, “Fox, I’m back. What do you want to tell me?”

    石床边那片血迹已经糊成一团，还不如蹭到布料上的图案清晰。但即便如此，穆图也无法理解其中的含义。

The blood on the stone bed had been smeared into nonsense, leaving the imprint on his cloth the better one. But even so, Mutu couldn’t understand the meaning.

    尚可的睫毛颤动了几下，却没能睁开眼睛。

Shang Ke’s eyelashes trembled a few times, but he couldn’t open his eyes.

    穆图轻轻握住他的手，再次问道：“亚努，你想告诉我什么？”

Mutu gently held his hand and asked again, “Yanu, what do you want to tell me?”

    尚可已经没有力气回应，他的生命正在快速流失。

Shang Ke had no strength to respond. His life was rapidly withering away.

    穆图感觉到他身体的冰冷，心中升起巨大的恐慌。他重新展开那块布料，仔细辨认上面的图案。

Mutu felt the coldness of his body which raised a great panic in his heart. He unfolded the cloth again and carefully recognized the pattern on it. 

   首先可以确定这是一片叶子，但是他为什么要画一片叶子，这片叶子有什么用吗？

First of all, he could be sure that this was a leaf, but why did he draw a leaf? Was this leaf useful for something?

    穆图眼角余光突然瞥见尚可背上涂抹的绿色汁液，脑中灵光一闪：药草！狐狸给他画的是一种药草！

Out of the corner of his eye, Mutu suddenly caught a glimpse of the green juice smeared on Shang Ke’s back, and a lightbulb went off in his mind: Herbs! What the fox painted for him was an herb!

    他记得自己受伤时，狐狸曾经亲自为他疗伤，当时他恢复得很快，还以为是自己伤得不重，如今想来，很有可能是狐狸给他配制的伤药效果很好。

He remembered that when he was injured, the fox had personally patched him up. At that time, he had recovered quickly so he thought he hadn’t been injured seriously. Now that he thought about it, it was very likely that the wound medicine prepared by the fox had a good effect.

    对比记忆中的那种药草，确实与布料上的叶子十分相似。狐狸是想让他帮他换药！

The herb in his memory was indeed very similar to the leaves on the cloth. The fox wanted him to change his medicine!

    巫医治疗了这么久，伤势不减反重，可见他使用的伤药很有问题，而他居然直到现在才发现异常，以至于耽误了尚可的治疗。穆图终于理解尚可的意思，但他此时已经危在旦夕。

The witch doctor had been treating him for so long, but the injury was getting worse. It could be seen that there was something wrong with the medicine he used. But Mutu hadn’t noticed anything wrong which delayed Shang Ke’s treatment. Mutu finally understood Shang Ke’s meaning, but he was already on the brink of death.

    他一边暗恨自己的愚蠢，一边杀气腾腾地朝外冲去。

While secretly hating his stupidity, he rushed out with haste.

    他不是去找巫医的麻烦，而是去寻找这种药草。

He did not go fight the witch but went to find the herb.

    狐狸，你一定不会有事的！

Fox, you will be fine!

    尚可感觉自己的意识浮浮沉沉，不知身在何处。

Shang Ke felt that his consciousness was floating and he didn’t know where he was.

    这时，耳边突然传来一个带着笑意的声音：【守默，你可是我的双修伴侣，不要懒懒散散的，总是输给你的师弟怎么行？】

At this moment, a smiling voice suddenly came by his ear, 【Shou Mo, you are my double cultivation partner. Don’t be lazy. How can you always lose to your junior disciple? 】

    【输赢不重要，只要开心就好。】

【It doesn’t matter whether you win or lose, just be happy. 】

    【输赢是不重要，但我不希望你受伤。如果让我发现有人在你身上留下哪怕一道伤痕，我就刮掉那人一层皮。】

【Winning or losing is not important, but I don’t want you to get hurt. If I find someone leaving even a single injury on you, I’ll peel off that person’s skin. 】

    【你太凶残了，说好的改邪归正呢？】

【 You are too cruel, what happened to mending your ways? 】

    【我已经很正了，自从认识你，我就再也不曾伤过人命，所以你不要给我机会破戒，让我继续做个衣冠楚楚的正人君子。】

【 I have been very upright. Since I met you, I have not hurt anyone’s life, so don’t give me the opportunity to break my principles. Let me continue to be a well-dressed gentleman. 】

    【哈哈哈，你好意思说自己是‘正人君子’，还‘衣冠楚楚’，我觉得‘衣冠禽兽’更贴切一些，哈哈哈……】

 【Hahaha, aren’t you embarrassed to use the word gentlemen on yourself? And even a well-dressed one at that. I think calling you a dressed-up animal would fit better, hahaha…】

    【别笑，你可记住了，不准受伤！】

【Don’t laugh. You have to remember, don’t get hurt! 】

    【好啦，好啦……】

【Okay, okay …】

    声音逐渐模糊，尚可的意识却逐渐清晰。

The voices gradually blurred, but Shang Ke’s consciousness became clearer.

    他缓缓睁开眼，首先看到脸旁的兽皮毯，然后是一头乱蓬蓬的金毛。

He slowly opened his eyes. He first saw a fur blanket next to his face, then disheveled golden hair.

    穆图正背靠在床边，低垂着脑袋，欢快地打着呼噜。

Mutu was leaning back against the bed, hanging his head and snoring happily.

    他竟然没死？尚可心中又是意外又是欣喜。看来穆图最后还是认出了那种药草，没让他活活被巫医治死。

He didn’t die? Shang Ke was surprised and delighted. It seemed that Mutu finally recognized the herb and didn’t let him be cured to death by the witch.

    后背一阵清凉，少了之前的灼痛感，尚可此时一身轻松。这种伤势对于其他人来说，或许是一种折磨，但对于早已习惯病痛的他而言，只要痛感稍稍减缓就是莫大的幸福。

His back now felt cool and lacked the burning pain from before. Shang Ke felt very relaxed now. This kind of injury may be a kind of torture for others, but for him who had long been used to pain, as long as the pain was slightly relieved, it was a great happiness.

    穆图察觉到身边的动静，猛地睁开眼，见尚可醒来，惊喜地叫道：“你醒了！”

Mutu noticed the movement beside him and suddenly opened his eyes. He saw Shang Ke wake up, and cried with surprise, “You are awake!”

    随即发现声音好像太大，立刻压下嗓子，小声问：“感觉怎么样？有哪里不舒服吗？我给你准备了一盆细沙，如果想说什么，就画在沙盘里。”

Realizing that his voice seemed too loud, he immediately suppressed it and whispered, “How do you feel? Do you feel bad anywhere? I have prepared a plate of fine sand for you. If you want to say something, draw it on the sand plate.”

    尚可微微摇头，冲他弯起眼睛，露出一个仿若新生的笑容，眼中流转着晶莹的光华。

Shang Ke shook his head slightly, squinted his eyes at him, and smiled like a blooming flower. His eyes glittered with light.

    穆图莫名感觉心头一涩，掬起一束长发，凑在自己唇边，温柔而虔诚地落下一吻。

Mutu inexplicably felt his heart tighten. He picked up a bundle of long hair, put it on his lips, and kissed it softly and piously.

    【附加任务1——确保这个寒季狮族无一饿殍。】

 【Additional Mission 1—Make sure no one starves in the lion tribe this winter.】

    作者有话要说：　　小剧场：

Omake: 

    穆图：狐狸，为什么盯着我的屁股看，是不是觉得特别性感？

Mutu: Fox, why are you staring at my butt? Do you feel it’s particularly sexy?

    尚可：就是这个屁股，抹掉了我的血书，差点害我死不瞑目。

Shang Ke: It’s this butt that erased my blood painting, leaving me to die.

    穆图：……我知错了。

Mutu: …I know I was wrong.

    尚可：光知错还不够，从今天起，给我瘦臀！

Shang Ke: It’s not enough to know your mistakes. From today on, thin down that butt of yours!

    穆图：(╥口╥)球放过……

Mutu: (╥口╥) Please forgive me… 

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Sarah: ahhh so glad mutu realized on time ;w; https://ko-fi.com/sarah_min

SnowTime: The 5/week is probably going to be ending any day now…. //feels dead

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