Yang Qian only felt the wind whistling in his ears, and the whole person fell into the bottomless abyss like a stone. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't know how long it took, the sword wound on his chest gradually became numb, and Yang Qian's consciousness began to slowly become blurred, and his eyes fell into endless darkness......

On the cliff, Lone Star saw Yang Qian fall into the abyss, a bitter smile appeared on his cold face, and he said to himself: "Brother, my brother has avenged you!" ”

With that, the soles of Lone Star's feet are on the ground.

With a whoosh, he jumped into the woods behind him, and disappeared after a few ups and downs.

Two hundred miles away from Liuyun Mountain, there is a small village called "Mushen Village".

A meandering river flows slowly from the east side of Mujin Village like a jade belt, which is extremely beautiful.

At dusk that day, a thirteen-year-old child named Zhang Baowen sat alone on the bank of the river, looking at the remnants of the clouds in the western sky. Suddenly, Zhang Baowen caught a glimpse of a black object floating upstream of the river.

"What's that?" Zhang Baowen's curiosity was aroused, and he ran upstream.

The distance was closer, and Zhang Baowen also saw clearly what the floating black object was.

It turned out to be a person!

Zhang Baowen was so frightened that he jumped into the river, swam to the figure, and dragged the figure ashore.

Who is that figure if it's not Yang Qian?

It's just that at this moment, he is unconscious and unconscious.

Zhang Baowen saw the three sword wounds on Yang Qian's chest at a glance, his brows furrowed, and he quickly probed Yang Qian's snort, and said to himself, "It's not dead yet." Immediately, Zhang Baowen did not procrastinate, put Yang Qian's two hands on his shoulders, and ran in the direction of home with Yang Qian on his back.

And Zhang Baowen's so-called home is just a cave without a door.

……

When Yang Qian woke up, it was already five days later.

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the black stone cave roof, "Where am I?" Yang Qian clearly remembered that he had fallen into the abyss.

"Am I dead?" Yang Qian instinctively regarded this black cave as hell. Because this cave is so unseemly. There was a bonfire burning in the cave, which was about to be extinguished, and in the flickering and faint light of the fire, it was evident that the cave was extremely simple. No tables, no stools. The sound of ticking water can be faintly heard.

This cave is not only sheltered from the wind, but also leaks rain!

Yang Qian's body moved, affecting the injury in his chest, and he couldn't help but snort. Although the sound was low, it was unusually clear in this empty cave.

Yang Qian sat up strongly, only to realize that the place where he was lying was not a bed, but an irregular wooden plank, and the wooden board was covered with messy straw.

Yang Qian smiled bitterly, but he didn't care, and endured the pain to get up.

At this time, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the cave, and after a while, a chubby figure appeared in Yang Qian's sight.

Through the faint bonfire, Yang Qian could see clearly that it was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child. He is short and stocky, and seems to be relatively stocky. But looking at what he was wearing, Yang Qian couldn't help but want to laugh, but he couldn't help but laugh.

The kid's clothes were worse than Hanako's. The blouse was torn with more than twenty holes, large and small, and there were no sewing. There is a pair of pants underneath, but a pair of trouser legs are missing. He didn't have shoes on his feet, and he was barefoot, so he probably didn't have shoes to wear.

The child's clothes were tattered, but at first glance his clothes were not dirty, and it was clear that they were often washed.

The child approached, but Yang Qian saw a slight smile on his face.

Poor as him, but still able to laugh?

Yang Qian couldn't help but feel a little interested in this child.

"You'd better not move." The child walked up to Yang Qian's approach and said a little coldly: "If you pull the wound, you may die at any time." ”

Yang Qian waved his hand and said, "It's okay." Still sitting on the "plank bed". Seeing the appearance of the child, Yang Qian had already guessed something.

Yang Qian knew that he was not dead, and he also knew that this child must have saved him. So he asked, "Did you save me?" ”

The child glanced at Yang Qian, then went to the bonfire to tinker with something, and said, "Count your fate, you are so seriously injured, and you are not dead in the water!" ”

The child told the story of rescuing Yang Qian from the river. After hearing this, Yang Qian couldn't help but gasp, and said in his heart: "Under that abyss, there is actually a body of water? So I fell into the water and drifted here? ”

"What is this place?" Yang Qian asked.

"Kigami Village." The child replied.

"Mushen Village," Yang Qian repeated in a low voice, this is an unfamiliar place name, pondering slightly, Yang Qian asked again, "Is it far away from Liuyun Mountain?" ”

"Liuyun Mountain is two hundred miles to the west." The child suddenly stood up as he spoke, walked to Yang Qian, handed over a broken bowl, and said, "Take it and apply it to the wound." ”

Yang Qian took the broken bowl and found that the bottom of the bowl was mashed herbs, and a pungent smell of medicine could be faintly smelled.

"You still know medicine?" Yang Qian asked with some surprise.

"Fooling around, every time I get injured, I go to the mountains to pick this 'wood god grass', and the effect is not bad." The child didn't care.

Yang Qian smiled slightly, didn't say much at the moment, took off his clothes, and saw that the wound was covered with the smashed "Wood God Grass", it seemed that Yang Qian was changing the medicine for him before Yang Qian woke up. Yang Qian glanced at the child gratefully, grabbed the wood god grass that was mashed at the bottom of the bowl, and applied it to the wound.

The moment the wood god grass was applied, Yang Qian only felt a cool feeling coming from the wound, which was extremely comfortable.

Not long after, Yang Qian had finished changing the dressing, Yang Qian put on his clothes and said to the child, "Thank you for taking care of me these days." ”

The child didn't care, didn't reply, just turned and walked out of the cave.

"Hey, where are you going?" Yang Qian looked at the child's back and asked.

The child suddenly stopped, and without looking back, he said, "Go find something to eat." ”

"What's your name?" Yang Qian asked.

"Zhang Baowen." The child said simply.

"My name is Yang Qian." Yang Qian also reported his name.

However, that Zhang Baowen just let out a sigh, and then walked out of the cave by himself, disappearing from Yang Qian's sight.

After Zhang Baowen left, Yang Qian shook his head helplessly. For some reason, Yang Qian always felt that Zhang Baowen's back looked so lonely and depressed. is only a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, but it looks like there is an inexplicable sense of vicissitudes.

Yang Qian sighed, pulling the wound on his chest, Yang Qian's face couldn't help but turn a little pale. Now he was alone in the cave, just running the exercises to heal his wounds.

Yang Qian sat cross-legged, his spiritual power running quietly. A faint aura emanated from the moon, and Yang Qian only felt that his body was calm and comfortable, and the wound on his chest was healing at an alarming rate.

Once again, the Moonsoul showed its healing effects......

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