There is no plot setting that has been instilled in the brain, and I set it for myself. It's strange to believe you!

But Xiao Luo has to force himself to believe, in this case, there is really no way to live if he doesn't believe. Think about it, the real world has to lie down for a year and be in a vegetative state, it's terrible!

His uncle, he simply didn't think about anything and ran after Tang Ning.

The heavy rain showed no signs of stopping, and the thick dark clouds in the sky seemed to be about to be pressed down, and the sky was getting darker and darker. The two of them were soaking wet and cold, and their lips were frozen blue.

I wore it one by one, and I looked for it one by one. Finally, in the east of the town, less than a mile out of the town, I found a shop with a guise at the door of the house, the store is shabby, the guise is not only old, but also a few holes, the word "medicine" in the middle of the guise is torn apart, not so much to recognize the word, but to piece it together.

Under the heavy rain, the two of them stood at the door, and now estimated the time, about five or six o'clock in the afternoon, and soon after, it was completely dark. I have to admire the creator of this illusory world, the whole thing is like the real thing. It is definitely a grandmaster-level powerful handiwork, and it is impossible for ordinary illusion masters to get it.

Ten breaths are gone, and only a trace of breath is left hanging for life.

Luo Yifei almost didn't even have the strength to speak now, but fortunately, when he opened his mouth, he could still make some movement, "Tang Ning...... What do you think...... This...... Can it save our lives...... Fate?"

Tang Ning, who was barely keeping his eyes open, stood at the door and knocked on the door, and said in a weak voice as he knocked: "The plot is set, there is a miracle doctor here." ”

"Known plot...... Oh, even if I didn't say it, you set it yourself......"

The blood at the corner of Xiao Luo's mouth kept flowing, and he felt that the blood in his body was about to bottom out, his eyes were dark, his legs were as soft as cotton, and even the last trace of strength to support his body gradually withdrew from his body, shaking and about to fall...... Death is death! I can't help it, I'm at the limit. Desperate Xiao Luo is about to have his first death experience......

Squeak, the door opened. A white-bearded old man on crutches stood at the door, his head wrapped in green cloth, his face wrinkled, and his eyes didn't seem to be very good. When you open your mouth to speak, you can see that this old man's teeth are not complete.

"Who?" said a voice that was ninety years old.

However, the rich smell of herbs wafting from the room seemed to immediately inject vitality into Luo Yifei's body. The light that bloomed in the eyes for a moment has never been so bright.

Without waiting for Tang Ning to reply, he directly opened his mouth and shouted with all the greatest strength in his life: "Grandpa, help!"

When he had finished shouting, he threw himself forward and fainted. Tang Ning simply hummed, two simple words, "Help!" and fell straight forward and slammed into the street.

The white-bearded old man looked at the two teenagers who fell at the door, and his cloudy eyes became clear and bright in an instant. Nodding frequently, "Well, it's good to be able to hold on to this far." "The voice is mellow, full of energy, and not old at all. Not only is the old age gone, but the voice definitely belongs to the young people.

With a flick of his hand, he threw away his crutches, and his waist pole was straightened, and he stepped out of the door, bent down and copied with both hands, one on the left and one side, and after picking up the two of them and entering the house, he leaned back on his left leg and closed the door with his toes.

I don't know how long it took, Tang Ning was confused and conscious, but it was very cloudy, his eyelids were heavy, and it took a long time to really regain consciousness, and he sighed in his heart, this feeling is too real.

I could feel that I was lying down, my body was tense, as if I was being wrapped, and the stagnant internal force in my body was running smoothly. So to speak, the arrow on his back was plucked out and bandaged. Tang Ning didn't open his eyes, he kept running for his life, it was rare to be so quiet. He lay there quietly and felt. A faint medicinal fragrance filled the nostrils. My ears could hear the sound of rain pouring outside. pouring the eaves of the roof windows. The rain also lightened. The fragrance of medicine, the sound of rain, and the humble pharmacy are very poetic!

Suddenly, the voice of a clear and childish fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy sounded, "Tang Ning, this plot is really set by yourself? Ha ......"

It's Xiao Luo, and he's not dead. That's nice!

Xiao Fei, what about Xiao Fei?

Tang Ning opened his eyes suddenly, the space in the room was not large, the lights were dim, only a candlestick was placed on the table next to it, orange like a bean lamp swaying. The interior is simple, the beams of the roof are waist thick, and the rows of rafters are neatly juxtaposed. Cobwebs hang at the corner between the roof and the walls. There was no shelf for herbs on the wall. There was only a table, a chair, a lone lamp, a teapot and a big pit lying in the room. His body was covered with a thin quilt and covered with soft animal skins.

This must be an inner room. Lying sideways and holding his head to look at him was Xiao Luo, although his face was pale, but it was not the kind of terminally ill waxy yellow. What a miracle doctor, his internal injuries can be cured like this. The whole room is a burrow!

Si is a burrow, but Wu Dexin. The mountain is not high, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual. The poor family is a fairy, and the beating nature of the ancients is handsome!

Wait, who is that guy with his head covered and covered with a quilt lying on Xiao Luo's head?

"Xiao Luo, who is next to you?"

"Is there anyone next to me? I've been paying attention to you since I woke up, and I haven't had time to care about the others. Wait, I'll see. Luo Yifei turned around, probably the range of movement was too large and affected the injuries in his body, he hissed and grinned, turned over and reached out to uncover the big quilt covered by the man's head, well? The head and upper body and two arms were wrapped in bandages, and the bag was like a mummy, and there were faint traces of blood seeping out. Only a pair of closed eyes and mouth are exposed, and there is a strong smell of medicine on his body.

I didn't feel the quilt being lifted, my breathing was very steady, this person seemed to be sleeping very deeply! Luo Yifei pushed him, "Hey, friend?"

didn't react, pushed down again, and called him a little louder, "Hey, hey, buddy?"

"Stop screaming, go to sleep. "The voice is familiar, I've heard it. It seems to be ......

Luo Yifei and Tang Ning's eyes widened almost at the same time, they sat up, stared straight at the bag of mummies that looked like a big dumpling, and shouted in unison: "Damn, Lao Xiao, Xiao Fei?"

The mummy opened his eyes brushed the ground, because his nose was covered by bandages, and he breathed through his mouth, so he spoke a little urnedly, "Didn't you see that my brother was seriously injured?

Tang Ning was happy, and he was worried about him just now, but now this guy is like falling from the sky, magically appearing in the same pit.

"Damn, what's the matter with you? How did you find this place so accurately? I remember...... Hehe, I'm sorry, I only had one breath left, and I didn't care about the half-dead one, and I forgot to mark you. It's my fault, I'm really sorry, when I return to the real world, I invite you to dinner and apologize to you. ”

Luo Yifei also looked ashamed, and said embarrassedly: "Me too, I'm sorry Brother Xiao." ”

Xiao Fei rolled his eyes, lay there looking at the ceiling, and said faintly: "It's useless to stay, I led away the pursuers, and ran out for five or six miles in one go, and my body was about to be shot like a hedgehog, and I fell into the grass under the hillside, and I didn't have the strength to come back at all, I thought I was dead, but I didn't expect to be here when I woke up." Looks like someone rescued me. ”

Tang Ning and Luo Yifei were dumbfounded. Looking at each other stunned, Luo Yifei said in disbelief: "Could it be that ninety-year-old old man with a white beard?"

"Won't it?" Tang Ning subconsciously denied, the old man had to tremble for a long time standing there on crutches, and he could still brave the heavy rain to run out for five or six miles to save people?

"Oh, by the way, what about the old man?" woke up for so long, and the old man was nowhere to be seen. And it's quiet in the house. There was no movement outside. It seems like it's just the three of them. Tang Ning got up from the kang and said, "I'll go out and have a look." ”

When the curtain at the door was lifted, it was pitch black outside. There was not the slightest movement. Only the sound of the rain outside.

Turning around, he picked up the candlestick on the table, stood in front of the candle flame with one hand, and came out again. With the help of the light, you can see everything here in abundance, and in the corner of the wall there is a wooden shelf for the herbs, a shabby square table, on which there are copper scales for weighing medicinal materials, pen holders, scales and papers, and there are medicine mills on the ground. No one, Tang Ning shouted a few times to the old man, but no one answered. Walking to the kitchen, there was still no one. But there is a fire on the stove and heat in the pot. When I lifted the lid of the pot, I saw that there were more than a dozen steamed buns on the bamboo lid curtain inside. It's huge, and it's almost catching up with the steamed buns in the real world.

It's weird, there is food, but no one, but what about the old man?

When he returned to the inner room, he put the candlestick on the table, sat on the kang and said to the two, "No one, the old man is not there." There are buns in the pot between the stoves, I don't know if they are prepared for the three of us. ”

I heard that there were buns to eat, and Luo Yifei was energetic. Rubbing the ground and jumping down from the kang, "The stomach is screaming, and there is just right to eat." ”

"Be calm, little brother, be calm. It's an unreal world now, and you think the stuff here works?"

Xiao Fei's words are not unreasonable. But it doesn't work, it doesn't work, you have to eat it and try it before you know.

Luo Yifei picked up the candlestick on the table and walked out, Tang Ning followed behind, and Xiao Fei couldn't lie down. What if it works? Everything here is so real. It's normal for something incredible to happen, the world is crazy.

The three of them were in the stove, around the steaming cauldron, and the candlestick was crumbling with heat. The lights flickered on and off.

The meat buns, or pork and green onion filling, are very powerful, and they are hot and oily.

The food is in the stomach, and the strength is endlessly surging up and out. At this moment, it was as if the injuries were gone.

Three or two mouthfuls chewed the food in their mouths, Tang Ning wiped his mouth and asked, "Two, what do you think about this?"

"It doesn't matter how you look at it, there is no relevant plot setting, and there are no voice-over prompts. It's up to us to do the rest. "Xiao Fei is full of big brother style at this time.