Su Yao was slender, and Wu Song didn't feel tired at all holding her.

The two of them talked and laughed all the way, and occasionally kissed each other, and they were so happy that they felt that the road under their feet was too short.

When they arrived at the farmhouse where Wu Song had been poisoned, it was getting late, and the two of them decided to stay here for the night and leave tomorrow.

Of course the boss knows Wu Song, this unlucky guy only stayed in his shop for one night, the cobra crawled into his bed in the middle of the night, and was poisoned for breakfast the next day, he just can't forget such an unlucky guy.

"Boss, give me a room!"

As soon as he entered the door, Wu Song shouted, he and Su Yao braved the sun to drive for a day, and the whole person was about to go rancid with sweat.

The boss looked at Su Yao standing beside him dumbfounded.

After opening the store for so many years, he has seen a lot of beautiful girls, but it is the first time he has seen such a beautiful one, and he was dumbfounded for a while.

His gaze was only shocked, without any blasphemy, so Wu Song decided to forgive him this time.

"Look at it, look at it!" Wu Song patted the table: "Talk to you!"

The boss came back to his senses and smiled wryly, but asked thoughtlessly.

"This time, is there anyone else who wants to harm you?"

Wu Song also replied honestly: "I can't say for sure. ”

"Uncle!" The boss bowed to Wu Songzuo again: "Just let me go, if you are really killed, who will I tell to go......?"

"Say, keep talking!" Wu Song spread out his palms and brushed the broken porcelain pieces in his palms as if nothing had happened.

The boss didn't dare to speak, and at the same time he was distressed, and a good teacup made this kid crumple.

But his hand is fine!

"Well, it's the room key!" The situation was stronger than the person, and the boss had to bow his head.

"Prepare dinner, we'll come down soon!" Wu Song led Su Yao to the back room.

The two of them took a hot shower happily, changed into clean clothes, and felt much more refreshed.

Dinner was very simple, rice porridge, steamed buns, pickled vegetables.

The two were satisfied.

Just then, there was a voice outside.

"Lao Wang, I asked you to take me out to relax, I didn't say that I wanted you to take me to a place where this kind of bird doesn't!"

"Damn!, is this a hotel or a restaurant, I'll see...... Farm stay!"

"What a scale!"

There was a clear hint of ridicule in the speaker's tone.

The old Wang said: "Xiaoqiang, I will take you to the mountains to play, to see the original scenery, you want to shout, you can shout, you can shout, how comfortable, relax, of course, it is good to stay away from the crowd, I help you think so thoughtfully, you actually blame me." ”

An old man and a young man walked in as they spoke, followed by two people with bulging bags in their hands.

The young man looked up at the room: "I feel like I've gone back decades, look at the furnishings of this room......"

His eyes fell on Su Yao, who was facing Wu Song eating.

Su Yao had just finished taking a shower, and her hair was spread out, reaching her waist.

She was wearing Wu Song's T-shirt on her upper body, which was fat and big, which gave people a feeling of softness and weakness.

She was wearing coarse cloth clothes, and Wu Song was worried that it would grind into the open wound on her back, so he took her own clothes to wear.

Although Su Yao disagreed with wearing Wu Song's sports shorts, saying that it was not good for a woman to wear a man's pants, Wu Song still forced her to wear them.

In this way, her fair, well-defined legs were revealed.

The young man looked at it in his eyes and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva: "Damn, there are still such beauties in such a poor ravine!"

Wu Song turned his head when he heard the sound.

The young man who spoke was tall and handsome, white and clean, and at first glance he was the son of a rich and powerful family, but that's it, he had no interest in the rich and powerful at all.

When it comes to being rich and powerful, let's not talk about Li Jiaju from the four major families in the capital, just Han Wuming's kid, I'm afraid it is not comparable to the young man in front of him.

But he forgot about himself, he is also rich and powerful now, and he has to add ability!

But the old man standing next to this young man, although he has gray hair, but he is in good spirits, his complexion is excellent, and he stands straight beside the young man, like a pine tree, and he looks like a practitioner.

"Wu Song, this pickle pimple is for you to eat!" Su Yao took a piece of pickle and put it in Wu Song's bowl.

She clearly knew what kind of bad temper her sweetheart was, and the young man stared at him directly, which already made him very unhappy.

Wu Song snorted and turned his head to eat.

"Damn!" The young man was not convinced, he dared to show him a look in this poor country!

"Da Shao!" Lao Wang stopped him.

He didn't see how powerful Wu Song was, what he noticed was Su Yao, the little girl was so beautiful, he also looked at it twice.

At this glance, he muttered in his heart.

Su Yao was talking to Wu Song just now, and he listened to it in his ears.

Although Su Yao speaks Chinese, her tone sounds a little strange, and this is the periphery of Miao Jiang, which shows that she has a high probability of being Miao.

Miaojiang is a remote mountainous area, here, both men and women, almost all have to work in the fields, so it is not easy to have fair skin with their faces facing the loess and their backs to the sky.

Not to mention that this little girl is fair-skinned and slender, it's not that there are no slender girls in Miaojiang, but more girls are stout because of labor.

The old man quietly synthesized his inferences, and had already guessed a few points about Su Yao's identity.

Gu Sect!

Nine times out of ten, such a girl is a person in the Gu Sect.

And judging by her bearing, she is not an ordinary believer.

Not to mention, the old man's vision is really accurate.

He pulled Da Shao to sit down at a table next to him, turned his head and asked the boss if he had anything to eat.

When the boss said that there were only porridge and steamed buns, he didn't care, and the big boy was obviously unhappy, so he asked his subordinates to take out the canned food, ham sausages and other things he was carrying with him and put them on the table, and began to drink.

After Wu Song and Su Yao finished eating by themselves, Wu Song asked the boss.

"Boss, do you have any small pharmacies here? I want to buy some medicine. ”

At that time, there was no way in the depths of Miaojiang but to use herbal medicine, but in many ways, Western medicine was easy to use, fast-acting, and convenient.

Before the boss could speak, Lao Wang smiled at Wu Song.

"Friend, I don't know what medicine you want, we have some here, you can use it if you need it. ”

The old man smiled and spoke very politely, Wu Song hesitated, but it was not good to refuse directly.

"I want some medicine for trauma......"

"Haha, we just have this!"

Lao Wang beckoned the person next to him to put a bag on the table, and took out a large number of anti-inflammatory drugs, band-aids, bandages, cotton wool, and even purple potions from it.

"Yo, your old preparation is really thoughtful!" Wu Song saw that the old man was so polite, and he was also polite.

"I took Xiaoqiang to play in the mountains, and I wanted to stay for a few more days, for fear that he would stumble over something, so I brought some more. ”

He stretched out his hand and signaled, "Come on, take whatever you want!"

Wu Song was no longer polite, and took a roll of bandages, some medicinal wool, and a bottle of purple potion.

After saying thank you, he took Su Yao into the room.

Xiao Qiang looked at the backs of the two of them and shook his head and sighed, and wanted to speak again, but was stopped by Lao Wang with his eyes.

After returning to the room, Wu Song helped Su Yao take care of the wound, and after a tiring day, both of them lay down to sleep.

Who knew that in the middle of the night, Su Yao became restless.

Wu let go of the light and saw that her face was flushed, and he reached out and touched her forehead, which was terrifyingly hot.

Su Yao's physique is average, she was already injured, and she has not yet healed, and she was tossed by the dead woman again during the day, and she was physically and mentally exhausted, and she actually launched a high fever.

Seeing that Su Yao was burning uncomfortably, Wu Song had to go to Lao Wang again and ask him for some anti-inflammatory medicine.

After feeding her anti-inflammatory drugs, he brought a basin of cold water and applied a cold towel to her forehead to physically cool her.

After tossing all night, and when it was dawn the next day, Wu Song, under the guidance of the boss, found a small clinic in the village and asked the doctor to hang water for Su Yao to reduce the fever.

During this period, Lao Wang and Xiao Qiang both came to visit their rooms, and Xiao Qiang looked at Su Yao's painful appearance, wishing that her illness was born on his body.

I hung up three bottles of water a day, and ate the cephalosporin brought by Lao Wang, and the high fever subsided a little.

In this way, Wu Song didn't dare to hurry anymore, so he could only live in a farmhouse.

Xiaoqiang didn't know whether he was worried about Su Yao's condition, or if he really didn't want to go to the deep mountains and old forests, he didn't leave, and came to visit Su Yao three times a day in the morning, noon and evening.

If it weren't for Wu Song's unsightly face, this kid would probably be able to stay in the room and not leave.

At noon the next day, after Su Yao hung up the water, she felt a lot better, lying in the room and feeling depressed, so she asked Wu Song to help her to walk in the yard, and Wu Song did so.

In the courtyard, Xiaoqiang, Lao Wang and two of his subordinates are sitting under the shade of the tree eating and drinking, there is no air conditioning here, the climate is hot, and it is indeed much more comfortable to sit outside than in the room.

Wu Song and Su Yao greeted them, and also picked a shade to sit down, and the two talked quietly.

Suddenly, the door in the courtyard was slammed open, and a woman walked in with several people.

"Dai Xiaoqiang, you shrunken turtle!"

"You want to hide when you get into trouble, there is such a good thing?"

Wu Song and Su Yao both raised their heads.

This woman is about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, she looks good, and her figure is also hot, at this time she has her hands on her waist, facing Xiaoqiang and Lao Wang, and she is scolding incessantly.

"Do you think you'll be fine with Old Man Wang protecting you?

Dai Xiaoqiang stood up and sneered at the woman.

"Hide, as for me, I'm in a bad mood, and you can still manage it?"

When Dai Xiaoqiang and the woman were scolding, several people walked in one after another outside the gate, and they all stood beside the woman.

A young man with a plaster cast on his arm and bruises on his face said hatefully.

"If you hadn't brought a lot of people that day, how could you have been able to please you? I really thought I was Bruce Lee!"

The two sides had a bickering, and Wu Song and Su Yao, who were sitting on the side watching the play, knew how they had formed a feud.