Chapter 66: Dragonwood

The sun went west, leaving only that ray of sunshine, the heaven and earth seemed to be shrouded in gold, the three of them wore the golden glow to the east side of the tribe, although they did not go out of the tribe, but this tent always has a feeling of twilight, Lin Yunxi found at a glance that this tent is much lower than the tents in other places, and the closer you get, the more you can clearly smell a foul smell. 『『【Latest Chapter Reading Baoly】. s

Originally, it was the time for the families in the tribe to burn the fire and barbecue meat, but there was a little fire and the sound of human activity in this area, and it was quiet and terrifying, and Ling Fei, who was holding a basket full of herbs, couldn't help but lean in the direction of Long Zhan slightly.

Originally, Long Ye came to pick her up to treat the patient, Ling Fei thought that Long Zhan would not follow, but before he left, Long Zhan first picked up the bamboo tubes that had just been processed, and then signaled Ling Fei to move sharply with his eyes, although it was a little unexpected, Ling Fei was still very happy, and would never give up every opportunity to brush his friendliness in front of Jin's thighs, and he would definitely show himself well, so that Long Zhan realized that he was great in all aspects except for his body

Tatsuno stopped at the door of a dilapidated tent and shouted at the door: "Uncle Tatsuki, I'm Tatsuno, my father asked me to come and see you"

"Tatsuno, come in." An old voice rang out from inside the tent.

It was originally an ordinary voice, but Ling Fei felt very uncomfortable when she heard it, and she didn't know why she had such a strange thought, so she shook her head vigorously, and the three of them rushed in.

When he got inside, Ling Fei understood what was going on with that kind of discomfort, the tent was small enough to accommodate two people, there was nothing in it, and on top of the withered yellow weeds sat an old man with a very poor complexion, with a thin yellow face and a withered face, saying that the old man actually looked like he was only in his fifties, and his naked upper body covered with scars showed that the owner had also contributed to the tribe, but at this time Ling Fei could not feel a trace of vitality from him, not the death of a terminally ill person, but the breath of despair waiting for death.

Since entering the special area, Ling Fei has always had a feeling of suppressed suffocation, the air here seems to have stopped flowing, and when she sees this, she feels a shock in her heart, and she can't help but hold the grass basket in her hand.

Since the three of them came in, the old man only glanced up at Long Ye and then lowered his head, half loudly, and said in a muffled voice: "Go back and tell your father, don't send me food in the future, I'm already a waste, don't waste food anymore." After saying that, he ignored the three of them.

Long Ye has seen this situation many times, and he was completely unmoved, and still said with a hippie smile: "You are my father's brother, how can my father leave you alone, don't worry, our tribe has a lot of food now, and no one will starve to death on this snowy day." ”

It turned out that this person turned out to be Uncle Long Xian's elder brother, this person's face was a little out of shape after being tortured by illness, and if you look closely, this person is really a little similar to Long Xian, especially the nose and mouth, Ling Fei immediately knew the reason for Long Xian's joy and anticipation after learning about Long Ming's recovery, he was just as worried about the illness of his relatives as Long Zhan.

Seeing that Long Mu still ignored him, Long Ye sat cross-legged opposite Ah Bo and said in a chattering voice: "Ah Bo, do you remember that I sneaked out to play when I was a child, if you hadn't chased it out overnight, I would have been swallowed by wild beasts, and the scar on your stomach was left when I saved me, so even if my father doesn't care about you, I will send you food every day, so you just stay here obediently and wait to eat ready-made, and tell you, my barbecue is delicious now, Give you a taste of this called Youzhi, this is what I grabbed from where I was a child, my father and brother have no share, this has to be eaten while it's hot, come"

Long Ye put the steaming gourd bowl in front of Long Mu, and waited for a long time, Long Mu still didn't move, Long Ye wanted to pull his hand, at this time, Long Mu, who was like a wooden man, suddenly grabbed a qiē thing next to him as if he was crazy and began to throw it, weed debris flew everywhere, Long Ye couldn't dodge and was grabbed a few marks on his face with his hand, and the gourd that exuded fragrance and heat was also overturned to the ground, and Long Zhan turned sideways to block Ling Fei behind him at the first time.

Because the action was too hard, Long Mu fell over next to the grass bed, and through the gap in Long Zhan's arm, Ling Fei saw that his two swollen thick legs, although they did not suppurate like Long Ming's legs, but the swollen legs, which were a few points thicker than ordinary people, were all red, and they looked very terrifying.

The thin hands clutched the ground, Long Mu's voice was even lower, and he roared loudly: "You lied to people, the food stored by the tribe a few days ago was obviously robbed by other tribes, and there is no extra food at all, if you leave, let me die quietly alone, I won't eat any food you send again, if you come again, I will climb to Tiger Mountain."

Such a resolute tone made Long Ye stunned on the spot, looking at the trembling Uncle and the food scattered all over the ground, Long Zhan didn't know what to say, his uncle did what he said, he didn't want to drag down his own heart.

The tent was quiet and terrifying, Ling Fei came out from behind Long Zhan, came to Long Mu's side and squatted down to look at his legs, it may be that the rheumatism worsens for a shorter time, although it looks terrible, but it is better than Uncle Long Ming's legs, that is, this patient's single-minded psychology is more troublesome.

Since he promised Uncle Longxian, Ling Fei naturally wanted to help people to the end, put down the straw basket in his hand and said to Long Ye: "Long Ye, according to Uncle Long Mu's meaning, since he is a big living person, you can't stop him, but as a warrior, climbing to Tiger Mountain is too imposing, I will heal my leg first, let Uncle walk." ”

Long Ye was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Ling Fei said this, but after seeing Ling Fei wink at her, he was blessed to his heart, and then echoed: "Yes, yes, that's the case, Ling Fei, you heal my uncle's leg first, my uncle used to be a powerful warrior, no matter when the majesty of a warrior must be maintained." ”

Listening to the two singing and harmonizing, the man lying on the ground shook violently, his upper body was tense, as if he was stimulated, Ling Fei, who had been observing him, nodded secretly in his heart, it seemed that it had not reached the point of hopelessness.

"Uncle Longmu, my name is Ling Fei, and I am here to treat your leg, I hope you can cooperate with me." After Ling Fei finished speaking, he still didn't react, and directly started to start his own work.

The man in the primitive people has been out hunting for a long time, so the joints of the body are worn and worn, and the injuries are added to the fact that he lives in a cave with poor warmth and cold and damp every year on a snowy day, and he stays for a few months, so it is very common to get rheumatism, since he learned about this matter, Ling Fei has been thinking about a convenient and gentle treatment, and he has already drawn up a few between coming here, and after seeing this condition, he suddenly has an idea