Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 470: Wang Hu
? There is a lake covering an area of thousands of miles in Wangqi County in Daxia, named Wanghu.
It was dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the lake, sparkling. Several small boats docked on the shore, and a woman of seventeen or eighteen years old was struggling to lift a man in the cabin.
This woman was dressed like a fisherman, with a cloth kerchief wrapped around her hair. Her clothes were simple and she looked neat. Although she is a fisherman girl, she has beautiful features. His complexion was fair, and beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his straight nose.
"Yu'er, could this be the husband sent to you by God?" A fisherman's sister-in-law jumped off the boat next door, not forgetting to make some funny remarks.
"Second sister-in-law, please don't joke, this person is unconscious..." Yu'er was a little shy, but then she looked worried again.
"Erlang, why don't you come over and help Yu'er..." The second sister-in-law turned around and shouted, and a dark-skinned man responded and ran over in a hurry. She complained to the woman next to her: "Your mother died early, and your father died last month when he went fishing in the lake, leaving poor Yu'er alone. Alas, how can we live this life... …”
"I just fish to support myself... I have a vacant thatched shed at home. My second brother will help me move this man there, and then I will find a doctor..." Yu'er smiled nonchalantly...
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This is a small village not far from Wanghu Lake. It is built on a slope with a high mountain at its back. The small village of more than ten households is remote and quiet.
Every day when the sun rises over the foothills, smoke rises from a small courtyard at the west end of the village. A simple fence, three thatched houses, two thatched sheds, and fishing nets drying in front of the door, this is Yu'er's home.
The thatched hut with the door facing west was the kitchen. Yu'er, wearing a coarse cloth apron around her waist and holding a bowl of fish soup in her hand, walked cautiously to the opposite side. In the hut with the door facing east, there lay the young man fished out of the lake.
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Three days ago, Yu'er went fishing in the lake with her second sister-in-law's family, and when she cast a net, she fished out someone. I thought it was a dead person, but the girl was frightened. When she was about to untie the fishing net, she saw the young man's chest rising and falling slightly. Could this be a drowning man who is still alive?
With kind thoughts in her heart, Yu'er hurriedly took the man in the fishing net out of the fishing boat and took him home. She also called Uncle Mai at the east end of the village to take a look and said that he had been suffocating under the water for a long time and that there was no serious problem. But it's been three days, and the man hasn't woken up yet. Is he probably sick?
Yu'er made fish soup to replenish the man's health.
It was late spring, and the grass shed was well ventilated and cool. There was a straw mat spread on a thick bulrush, and the man was lying on his back with his eyes closed.
How can this person eat fish soup before he wakes up? Yu'er felt worried. She put the soup bowl on the ground, squatted aside and quietly looked at the man in front of her.
The man's gray robe was in tatters, and he had a wine gourd tied around his waist. Judging from his appearance, he was only in his early twenties, with sallow and thin cheeks, eyebrows like knives, tightly closed lips, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was smiling at everything. This person appears to be young, and his face is not ugly. However, what if I don’t wake up for a few days and don’t eat or drink?
Frowning her brows, Yu'er became worried. Perhaps because she was afraid that the fish soup would get cold, she raised the head of the person in front of her, then picked up the soup bowl and fed him with a spoon. The sleeping person did not open his mouth, and the soup overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
Yu'er hurriedly wiped it with her hand, and then touched the other person's cheek. Her cheeks turned red, she looked back in panic, and then secretly spat. I thought to myself that this was just a person in distress, and it was not easy to have random thoughts when he was in urgent need of someone to take care of him.
After spending a long time, she finally pried open the man's mouth and poured some fish soup into it. Yu'er's head was already covered with sweat, and the shyness in her heart was long gone. She had never served anyone before, and finally a smile appeared on her face.
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Yu'er fished a husband out of the lake, and after the second sister-in-law made a noise, a dozen or so families knew about it.
In the beginning, people kept coming to see the excitement and bringing some food along the way, obviously taking this matter seriously. However, this husband is a sick man and always falls asleep. After everyone felt sorry for Yu'er for a few days, they went about their own lives.
Work at sunrise and rest at sunset. The small village was as peaceful as ever, but Yu'er became increasingly busy. She goes fishing in the lake every day, and after she catches something, she has to go to a town twenty or thirty miles away. He exchanged the fish he caught for some money and food, and then hurried back. Not for anything else, just because the man in the hut was getting better day by day.
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...The Great Xia Immortal Sect, and even the entire sect, all know that my Xuantian Sect's skills are defective, but in fact they are not...
...You stay in this life, I will wait for the next life, don't forget Qier... In the misty clouds, that beautiful face disappeared with the wind...
..."Crack--" was a sound, like a heartbreaking sound, and the golden elixir was broken before it was formed. After trying hard to lose all his cultivation, he forced himself to withdraw his power, and used his golden elixir cultivation to try his best to use the 'Wind Escape Technique', traveling thousands of miles, and then thousands of miles again, until his cultivation was finally exhausted, and there was a lake in front of him...
Is it the lake water that I'm choking on? How could it be so sweet! Lin Yi couldn't help but open his mouth... A woman's laughter came from his ears——
"This is the fish soup I made. Be good, open your mouth and drink slowly..."
"This...?" The dark night slowly faded away, and Lin Yi slowly opened his eyes -
This was a simple thatched hut, and he was lying on the ground. A beautiful woman was kneeling beside him, with big eyes, clear and bright, and a smile of surprise in her eyes. There were crystal beads of sweat on the tip of her straight nose, and she was using the spoon in her hand to scoop soup and feed it to him...
"You're awake!" The woman's voice was very pleasant, like the chirping of birds in the morning.
Lin Yi didn't say anything, and immediately looked at himself. The original gray robe was gone, and he was replaced by a coarse cloth short shirt. He frowned slightly, and then raised his head with an inquiring look.
The woman was a little flustered, her face was embarrassed, and she said with a hint of shyness: "Your clothes are torn... You haven't woken up for many days, so I changed you into my father's... The brocade bag around your neck is still there, and the gourd is next to the pillow..." As she spoke, her expression was a little curious and a little aggrieved. The man had gold pieces inlaid on his chest and a brocade bag around his neck, and he looked weird all over. However, it is embarrassing for a girl to change clothes for you! You can't let your second sister-in-law know about it, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to see anyone!
Raising his arm with some effort, the Qiankun bag on his chest was still there, and the purple gold gourd was lying next to the pillow. Reassured, Lin Yi sighed softly, his expression warmed up, and said, "Thank you, young lady..."
The woman wiped the sweat off her face, her expression became cheerful, and said, "My name is Dong Yuer, and everyone in the village calls me Yuer. What's your name, big brother? Just wake up, you've been sleeping for half a month..."
Half a month? Is half a month long? My sixty-three years are just a dream.
"Yuer, my name is Lin Da... Where is this place?" Lin Yi asked.
"This is Wanghu Village, not far away is Wanghu..." Yuer replied.
Thinking about the map of Daxia, Lin Yi nodded gently and said, "I'm tired..." The other party responded, "Brother Lin is weak, so take a good rest. Tomorrow I will go to the town to find a doctor to prescribe a prescription for you..."
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Yu'er was right, Lin Yi was very weak. The golden elixir was broken, the sea of qi was silent, and the sea of consciousness was closed. At this time, he had lost all his cultivation. He was a complete mortal, and a mortal with bruises.
The next day, Yu'er really brought a doctor who was over fifty years old. He took Lin Yi's pulse and diagnosed him, and then prescribed a prescription. In the evening, the small courtyard was filled with the fragrance of medicine.
This medicine soup was useless to him, but Lin Yi still drank it with gritted teeth. Knowing that it was this woman who saved him and took care of him carefully until now, he didn't want to let her down.
When he was alone, Lin Yi tried to meditate and breathe, but he couldn't feel any spiritual energy. This body was not obedient at all. After being depressed for a few days, he simply put everything behind him and walked out of the straw hut where he had been lying for more than half a month.
Lin Yi was in big trouble this time. If he was chased here, he would have no choice but to wait for death. But this place was tens of thousands of miles away from Xuantian Gate and was located in a remote area. At this time, he was just a real mortal. He could only hope for the best and live one day at a time. Besides, everything was beyond his control...
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