Chapter 128 Drifting

Ouyan's convoy has been on the road for a few more days. Although the elders of the faction who received the reinforcements have not yet arrived, elite disciples from the Lotus Bodyguard Bureau and the strongholds of the Misty Sect in several surrounding towns have come. Ouyan's safety can be regarded as safe. In order to ensure the guarantee, Aunt Qin issued an order, asking the disciples of the nearby sects to search for Zhang Xiaohua's person or body along the river road, and if they found Zhang Xiaohua, there would be a reward. Therefore, except for the disciples with tasks, everyone else Find it along the river.

However, until the seventh day, when Li Jian, Li Lao Er, Liu Qingyang and Liu Lao Wu who came from Pingyang City received Ouyan's carriage, there was still no news about that little flower.

Zhang Xiaohua, is she dead? live?

Besides, that day, that night, at that moment, Zhang Xiaohua was hit on the chest by the old man in black, and immediately passed out, her body flew out of the shock, and fell obliquely to the river. Yan was originally running towards the river, and the place where they fought was not far from the river. Zhang Xiaohua was small in stature, and the palm of the old man in black was powerful. Although this palm could not directly hit Zhang Xiaohua into the river, it only left Half of her chest was left on the river bank, how fast the river was at that time, within a moment, the river washed Zhang Xiaohua's legs and dragged him into the river. How far did you go.

It is also Zhang Xiaohua's luck, if the black-clothed old man's palm strength is increased by half, Zhang Xiaohua will "plop" directly into the river. The legs entered the water first, and the upper body was dragged into the water, but the head was exposed above the water. Otherwise, even if he was not beaten to death by the old man in black, the river would have drowned him.

Zhang Xiaohua, who lost consciousness, was extremely relaxed, so she easily floated on the river. But at this time, the time has come, and Zhang Xiaohua who is in a coma has another flickering dream, but I don't know if he can see it.

In the darkness, Zhang Xiaohua was floating in the water, flowing down the current, flying down three thousand feet. However, the drifting of this little flower is different from others. Generally, when someone falls into the water, they first float for a while, either sinking into the water, or leaning against the shore, and stranded there. This is what Aunt Qin and the others imagined. So let the disciples search along the river. But this little flower is good, I don't know if it's because he is still small, or because his body is frivolous, or because he is dreaming of flickering dreams, his small body seems to be weightless, floating in the river, and he holds it tightly. Holding the small sword in his left hand, it seems that it has lost the weight of the past. Zhang Xiaohua's body is like a light and fluffy wooden board. He is as fast as the river is rushing.

Therefore, when He Tianshu asked someone to look for it for the second time, Zhang Xiaohua had already been rushed to a distance they couldn't imagine, and the manpower assigned by Lan Dong later found a distance they thought was "far" based on experience. And this "far" was surpassed by Zhang Xiaohua early on.

At daybreak, the rain still didn't stop, and the river became more and more urgent. Zhang Xiaohua just drifted on the river, and she didn't know how far she had drifted.

When it was almost evening, Zhang Xiaohua finally drifted to a roundabout river bend, and it was unknown how far it was from the place where Zhang Xiaohua fell into the water.

Beside the bend of the river is a simple thatched cottage surrounded by several fences. A wooden shelf protrudes from the open space of the thatched cottage into the river. At this time, there is a girl about ten years old , sitting there, holding a fishing rod in hand, resting her chin with one hand, staring blankly at the front, the girl was dressed in light yellow clothes, very neat, with long black hair, tied from the top of her head with a handkerchief, Floating casually behind her head, the girl's face is duck-egg-shaped, with big eyes, tiny bags under the eyes, fair skin, and a bright red beauty mole at the corner of her mouth. This girl is not extremely beautiful, but her black and white eyes are slightly raised Liu Mei, but her compelling temperament is undoubtedly expressed.

At this age, the little girl has not yet reached the season of thinking about spring, but why is she frowning?

At this time, the fishing rod in the little girl's hand seemed to be catching a big fish.

Sliding out, the girl didn't seem to be aware of it. Suddenly, a kind voice came from the thatched cottage: "Silly boy, if you distract yourself, not only will you not be able to catch the fish, but your fishing rod will also be stolen by the fish." .”

The little girl just woke up like a dream, and quickly grabbed the fishing rod that was about to be released, and when she raised her eyes to look into the river, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Master, it's a dead person."

"Huh?" The person in the room was surprised, and came out from the inside. It was a benevolent old woman in her 50s, wearing a very clean moon-white dress, with a long sword hanging from her waist.

The old man walked quickly to the front of the shelf, and when he looked carefully, the end of the fishing rod, on the top of the hook, was Zhang Xiaohua who was in a coma?

The little girl looked at Zhang Xiaohua's "corpse" and said sadly: "Poor child, he probably is similar to me. He just fell into the water like this. The family must be very sad that they couldn't find him."

As he spoke, it seemed that something in his heart was touched, and the sadness on his face became more and more obvious.

The teacher looked at the "corpse" in the water, and said: "Then let's salvage him, although we don't know where he fell into the water, but it rained heavily last night, and the river has risen a lot, but it is not good. Find out where he came from, why don't we bury him on the spot, so as not to be soaked in water and become food for fish and turtles."

The girl's sad expression didn't lessen, she just nodded, and pulled back the fishing rod vigorously, and waited for Zhang Xiaohua to be pulled to the shore along the current. The arm, fortunately, the shelf on the water is not very high, and the water has risen a lot today, so the teacher grabbed it by leaning forward a little.

The teacher grabbed Zhang Xiaohua's arm, and was about to use all her energy to pull it ashore, when she suddenly looked happy and shouted, "He's still alive."

The girl was very happy when she heard that, and hurried over to help. However, she is small and weak, how can she help? Moreover, Zhang Xiaohua's body is not heavy, the teacher lifted him out of the river with one hand, but she was more careful than before.

When the teacher saw that the little girl wanted to help, she smiled and said, "Go boil the water and make some ginger soup. The child has been soaking in the water for an unknown amount of time, so he must be cold. Drink some ginger soup to drive away the cold."

When the little girl heard this, she ran away bouncing around, and the worry on her brows seemed to be a little less.

After the teacher carried Zhang Xiaohua to the hut, changed out of her wet clothes, wrapped her in a thick quilt, and then carefully checked his pulse, using her internal energy to visit him, her expression became more serious.

At this time, she saw the small sword tightly held in Zhang Xiaohua's left hand, and tentatively pulled it out with her hands, but she didn't pull it out, so she put Zhang Xiaohua's left hand, together with the small sword in her hand, into the quilt.

When the little girl walked into the hut with the bowl, the teacher's face was still wrinkled, as if thinking about something, the girl asked cautiously: "Master, what's wrong with him? Can he be saved?"

Seeing that the girl was worried, the teacher showed her face and said, "He didn't fall into the water for nothing, but suffered serious internal injuries and was thrown into the river."

When the girl heard this, she felt even more sad, and said: "He is about the same size as me, so who can he offend? It must be bad people who hurt him like this. The teacher is not a master of martial arts, he must be rescued."

Hearing the girl's words, the teacher couldn't help feeling ashamed in her heart, she had really been in the arena for a long time, and her considerations were too complicated. Just now, she wondered whether this young man was a bad person. No little girl could see clearly. A teenage boy Young man, what kind of heinous villain could it be?

In this case, how can I not save myself?

So, the teacher ordered the little girl to go out and take a wooden basin and put it in front of the kang, then helped Zhang Xiaohua up, put on a meditation posture with five hearts turned upside down, and then sat on Zhang Xiaohua's back, with her palms on his On the back, he immediately used his teacher's unique healing method to help Zhang Xiaohua heal the injury of Pale Golden Palm.

Not long after, Zhang Xiaohua's face gradually became rosy, and there was a faint heat steaming from her head. I saw the teacher twitched her right palm, and immediately Zhang Xiaohua's back, and then slapped him hard again, with a "slap". On the shoulder, Zhang Xiaohua's mouth opened in response, and a few big mouthfuls of blood spewed out from her mouth, and she was spitting it into the wooden basin. Most of the blood was black clots that had clotted.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua spit out blood clots, the teacher took a deep breath, folded her palms, and carefully placed Zhang Xiaohua flat on the kang. At this time, Zhang Xiaohua's face was slightly rosy, her nose was slightly steady, and her forehead was wet. Maybe there was a little sweat, and there was a sign of a living person.

The little girl quickly took out the wooden basin, poured the dirty blood into the river, returned to the house, and asked cautiously: "Master, is this cured?"

The teacher said with a smile: "How can it be so simple? I just forced out the blocked blood. He has not practiced internal energy. The meridians are blocked. Using internal energy to heal the wound has little effect. Now only the medicine stone is the best treatment. That's a doctor's ability, I can't do it, but where can I find a doctor in the wilderness? The nearest market town is a day's journey away, so I still need to use lightness kung fu. How can his injury withstand the bumps? I'm afraid If you don't reach the market town, you will die."

The little girl frowned and said, "Then what should I do?"

The teacher said again: "I don't know which thief injured this child. The attack is very vicious. The organs in this body are all displaced. If the heart is half heavier, he would have died long ago. But it is estimated that he was beaten River, drifting in the water during this period, it is like sleeping on a kang, the organs in the body have not been injured, and have been recovering a little, I still have a few good medicines for healing, I will give him to take in a while , to see the effect, the only plan now is to rest and see how his luck will be."

The little girl seemed to understand, she nodded slightly, looked at the cold ginger soup beside her and said, "Can you still feed him this?"

The teacher smiled and said: "This is not acceptable. Just now I thought it was a fall into the water. Ginger soup can dispel the cold, but now it is an internal injury. This ginger soup is a stimulating thing. Wouldn't it be fatal if he drank it? You should change it again. Some white water, feed him some elixir later."

The little girl went to get the white water as she said, and the teacher took out a white porcelain bottle from her bosom, opened it carefully, and poured out a black pill the size of a thumb belly, then pried open Zhang Xiaohua's teeth, and stuffed the pill into her mouth. Rinse it down with white water, seeing that Zhang Xiaohua still has the consciousness to swallow, the teacher's confidence has increased a bit.

The arrival of Zhang Xiaohua did not bring too much impact on the lives of the teacher and the little girl. The teacher still went out every morning and came back in the evening. She only visited Zhang Xiaohua at night and fed him a pill. The little girl was in the thatched hut, either in a daze or wandering around aimlessly. Most of the time, she still took the fishing rod and sat by the river, fishing with full of thoughts.

Only the river was turbulent every day, and I don't know where it rained a lot, but nothing appeared in the river, and she never caught any fish.

After a few more days like this, the day became more and more cold, and it was almost winter. The little girl couldn't stand the cold, and already wanted to start a stove in the thatched cottage. The teacher, who was originally peaceful, became irritable and frowned from time to time, thinking that she had encountered a huge problem.

The little girl also seemed to have noticed the abnormal mood of the teacher, and she wanted to ask, but she didn't know how to ask.

That night, when the teacher gave Zhang Xiaohua the last pill, the little girl asked: "Master, your pill is gone, how can you feed him tomorrow?"

The master took Zhang Xiaohua's pulse, and injected a force of internal force to check in his body, and said: "There are only so many pills, if it can be effective, these are enough, if it is not effective, no amount of it is useless."

The little girl was a little worried, and said: "Then how is he doing now? Is it effective? Don't let Baba fish him up, he will be buried again, it's not worth it."

The teacher smiled and said, "Saving people is a process, and it doesn't necessarily have a result. You can do it with a compassionate heart. But don't worry, this child recovered very quickly, which was beyond my expectation. In addition, life should be worry-free, but I don’t know why I don’t wake up? If this continues, there is no way out. I have to return to the camp before the year, and you have to go with me, can’t I will keep you in the deep mountain again. But, if he is still awake, do you want us to take him away?"

The little girl smiled and said, "Then let's take them away together. If you take me one, you will take it, and if you take the other one, you will take it as well."

The teacher patted her on the head and said: "You said it lightly. My teacher always accepts women but not men. Even if they are male students, most of them belong to the outer sect. What's more, I never thought of accepting them." of a male disciple."

The little girl spread her hands and said, "Then we have to take him with us and send him to the nearest market town, and let him fend for himself."

The teacher said: "Don't think of any aggressive tactics. Don't send him to the town to fend for himself. In his situation, he will die by himself when he arrives in the town."

The little girl blinked her eyes and said, "Well, maybe he will be fine before you finish your work?"

The teacher said with a smile: "Nothing is possible, I can find that place..." At this point, she suddenly came to her senses, smiled wryly, and said: "You girl, if you want to ask, just ask directly, why are you beating around the bush, but, This matter involves a lot, and I can't let you know for the time being. Even if someone asks, you can't say more, you know?"

The little girl said disapprovingly: "Understood, Mrs. I will keep it a secret for you."

The teacher knew that she didn't care, so she didn't point it out, and then said: "My business, it seems that this time I can't do it again, but I have been mentally prepared, and I will continue to do it in the future. We will wait Let's take a few days, look at the time, and return to the mountain in time."

The little girl pouted and said: "I listened to the teacher, I have nowhere to go anyway."

The teacher touched her head and said lovingly: "It's okay, you will have a place to go in the future."

Another two days later, in the early morning of this day, when the rising sun cast endless rays of light, Zhang Xiaohua, who had been unconscious all this time, suddenly opened her eyes on the thatched roof kang, and in her black pupils, there was a flicker of light, fleeting.

Zhang Xiaohua, who had just woken up, looked at the strange thatched cottage in front of her eyes. She felt very strange, but after a little recollection, she knew the general emotion. He tried to turn over and sit up, but he only raised his chest slightly, and immediately felt unbearable pain in his chest. He couldn't help but groaned, and lay back on the kang again, so he turned his head, looked around, opened his mouth, and wanted to call someone, but just as he wanted to speak, his chest hurt, and he couldn't yell loudly, so he had to call a few times softly." anyone there?"

The sound is extremely weak, like a cat meowing, who can hear it?

Fortunately, Zhang Xiaohua's arm was still able to move. Just when he wanted to move, he found that his left hand was still holding the little sword tightly. Zhang Xiaohua held the little sword in front of his eyes with great emotion. Looking at the familiar toy, he felt Once again, the question arises, what is this thing? Is it really a toy? Usually when practicing sword moves, it is understandable to pierce big trees or rocks, but the martial arts of the old man in black cannot even be used by the disciples of the Misty Sect to pierce the body with long swords. It's unbelievable to stab it so easily, not to mention that this little sword didn't have a sharp edge.

Zhang Xiaohua was thinking about it when she suddenly heard a crisp voice: "Are you awake?"

Zhang Xiaohua turned her head and saw a little girl who was about the same size as him was standing at the door, her face was like a duck egg, a little rosy from the cold, her big eyes were shining with surprise, and she was holding a fishing rod in her hand. Zhang Xiaohua wondered for a while, is this the fisherman's child? Go fishing for a living early in the morning? However, her appearance is not too beautiful, but the temperament between her brows is not deceiving. Which fisherman's child is so aggressive?

Sure enough, the girl quickly put down the fishing rod and shouted: "You wait, I will tell the teacher right away."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and ran out, his black hair fluttering, leaving behind a beautiful scene.

Not long after, the teacher walked away quickly, and said happily: "God bless you, you finally woke up in time, let me take a look first."

After finishing speaking, he walked to Zhang Xiaohua's kang, felt his pulse, and injected a wisp of true energy into Zhang Xiaohua's body, and then said: "Yes, child, you are recovering very well. You can recover less than half of your injuries, your body is really not ordinary, full of vitality. Sigh, it's good to be young. You can recover from injuries so quickly."

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