Fang Zhong quickly moved him to the fire that had not yet been extinguished, and bandaged the wound on his shoulder and back. The wound was cut diagonally with a knife, from the shoulder to the back, and the bone was visible, and a lot of blood flowed. Fortunately, although the knife was very deep, it did not hurt the lungs, and Fang Zhong took out the healing pill given by Bu Yisan before leaving and fed it to him. These prescriptions were fought by fierce beasts on the way here, and he was not willing to use them when he was injured, that is, he knew that the medicine of the Bu Yisan people was very effective, and he would not use it unless he had to. Lang Bu's injuries were really serious, and he would definitely die without the elixir, so Fang Zhong had no choice but to take it out and use it. Bu Yisanren's medicine really worked very well, and when Lang Bu woke up again after falling asleep for half a day, his complexion was much better. Fang Zhong looked at Lang Bu's godless eyes and asked, "What's going on?" Actually, he had already guessed it, but he still wanted to ask. Lang Bu muttered: "I'm not worthy of protecting Aya, I'm really not a warrior, and people who can't even protect the woman I love can only be a waste." Why do you still save me, such a humble life, I would rather die. Among so many corpses, Fang Zhong didn't see Aya's person either, obviously she was snatched away. Fang Zhongdao: "If you die now, you are really a coward." Have you ever thought about getting her back? If you rescue her with your own hands, you will still be a warrior in her mind. "Me?" Lang Bu shook his head in disappointment. "I can't beat others, they are disciples of the Buddha, protected by ten thousand Buddhas, so many people can't help the two of them, let alone me." Seeing him so decadent, it was obvious that the blow he had suffered was so great that he could barely cheer himself up. Fang Zhong looked at him silently for a while, and said with a smile: "Aya said that I am also a warrior, in your mind, those who are considered warriors have to bear the heavy responsibility of protecting their clansmen, right?" Lang Bu nodded and said: "Yes, but you abandoned us, and you also abandoned Aya, so that the title of the warrior was disgraced, Aya is so beautiful, the moment you left, she was so sad." Fang Zhong suddenly felt embarrassed again, he really had no intention of letting them down, but a fate destined to be a passerby really couldn't afford their ardent expectations. All they can do now is to try to save them from the fate that has already befallen them, although this misfortune is not brought upon them, but within the best of their ability, if they stay for one more day, this misfortune will not happen. Fang Zhongdao: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect this, if I can, I want to save Aya, can you go with me?" Lang Bu's godless eyes lit up a little again, and asked, "You...... Do you still want to take on the responsibilities of a warrior, I know...... You don't want us to call you a warrior, our people are so weak that Aya's beauty can't impress you, you should be regarded as a warrior by those big clans, not us. Fang Zhong smiled and said, "I'm a traveler from the East, and I don't want to be respected as a warrior by anyone, so this has nothing to do with you. "Didn't you leave because you hated us?" "It's not." Langbu's eyes lit up again, and he said, "If that's the case, I'll go with you to save Aya." It's just that I'm afraid I won't be able to help much, I can't even beat any of them. Fang Zhong said: "I'm not familiar with the road here, you can show me the way, just guide me there and rescue Aya." "It's not a bad thing to take Lang Bu with him, he must know the customs and customs around here, and it also saves Fang Zhong from encountering a lot of inexplicable things in an unfamiliar environment alone. And without Langbu, it is difficult to imagine that he really went to save Aya, even if he was rescued, would he have to take it with him from now on? Lang Bu wanted to struggle to stand up, Fang Zhong hurriedly quieted him down, and said, "You recuperate here first, and you are not in a hurry to save people, and when you can walk, we will not be too late to walk." Lang Bu said stubbornly: "If you can't even bear this injury, then you are still a man." Even if I can't be a warrior, I can't be a coward. But even if his injury was healed by Bu Yisan, it could not be recovered in a blink of an eye, and after tossing for a while, he found that he really couldn't stand up, so he had no choice but to lie down again. Lang Bu said: "I don't know the name of the warrior yet? Fang Zhong said: "My name is Fang Zhong, can I call you Brother Lang?" Lang Bu hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no, I'm not worthy of being Fang Gongzi's brother, you just need to call me Abu." Fang Zhong walked out of the grotto, collected all the corpses outside, and piled up the snow like a huge tomb. At the same time, the lean horse that was crushed under the beam was also rescued, and this horse Langbu may still be able to use it. This group of people is indeed a little shabby, except for these two horses there is no other mount, and later asked Lang Bu to know that they fled in a hurry, originally everyone had horses, but after the wind and snow fell one by one, and encountered a fierce beast attack, and then only these two horses remained, because there was no forage, and they were thin and skinny. Lang Bu and the others originally went to the east, where Fang Zhong came, and heard that it was still a dark place that was not illuminated by the light of the Buddha, so they were ready to flee there first, but then the wind and snow became more and more fierce, and the snow was very deep, and it was difficult to walk, so they were trapped in the grotto of this valley. At noon the next day, Lang Bu finally stood up and shouted to set off immediately, but it was useless for Fang Zhong to persuade him, so he had to help him to the thin horse. The horse was originally a good horse, but it was only when it was hungry, so Fang Zhong fed it with all the fodder here, and finally gained some energy, and then carried Lang Bu out of the valley and walked westward. That's where they've been, and they're familiar with it, but now they're going back. Fortunately, at this time, the wind and snow had stopped, and the lead clouds dissipated, revealing a rare ray of sunlight shining on the snow-covered mountains and valleys, which was a little dazzling. Along the way, Lang Bu led the way, and he said to Fang Zhong: "The largest temple here is the Zhebei Temple located in Pulan, and the Buddha's messenger must be there." Fang Zhong remembered that the two monks he met seemed to say that they were the masters of Zhebei Temple, so Lang Bu was right, these were the people who captured Aya. Although the lean horse walked slowly, Lang Bu knew the way to the shortcut, and he could tell it clearly from the mountain on that side, and from the other side to avoid a lake. In this way, Fang Zhongshao took a lot of unjust roads, and at the same time, he didn't encounter any fierce beasts, and he came to a plain very easily. On the ground where the snow has receded, cattle and sheep grazing by shepherds finally appeared, leisurely eating the withered grass exposed in the snow under the blue sky and white clouds. Lang Bu was overjoyed, got off his horse and ran to an old herdsman to say something, and soon came back happily and said to Fang Zhong: "I have rested here today, not only can I feed the horse, but I can also sleep peacefully." Fang Zhong did not approach the herdsman and the cattle and sheep he was tending, for fear of being frightened by the hideous beast and scattering the cattle and sheep. He jumped out of the beast, carried his sword case, and walked to the tent not far away. The old herdsman had a stove in his tent, and a copper kettle was on the stove, and his wrinkled face finally squeezed out a little smile and poured a bowl of hot tea for each of them when he saw them enter. Lang Bu drank only half a bowl after a few sips, and the old herdsman added another bowl to him, and Lang Bu said thank you repeatedly. Fang Zhong raised the tea bowl and took a sip on his mouth, only to find that this was not a clear tea brewed from tea leaves at all, but milk tea mixed with goat's milk, the entrance was a little greasy, the first sip was a little unaccustomed, and after a few more sips, he felt that the taste was good. Lang Bu said: "Young Master Fang, this uncle is also from the west, and he is very familiar with the situation here, if you don't know, you can ask him, he knows more than me." Fang Zhong gave the old man a fist salute, the old man just nodded, looked at Fang Zhong with a cloudy gaze and said, "I have traveled from west to east, I have walked through countless lands, and I have seen thousands of strange things, young man, what do you want to ask?" Fang Zhong thought for a moment and asked, "If I go further west, what is the place there?" "The Western world is the paradise of the gods and Buddhas, and only those who take refuge under the gods and Buddhas can be illuminated by the Buddha's light and live forever until they are reborn in the Elysian World, where there is so vast and boundless that people call this land the Eight Directions Hidden Capital." "Since it's Elysium, why do you still call it the Eight Directions Hidden Capital?" The old man's eyes showed a look of fear and said: "The servants of the gods and Buddhas can be reborn in the Elysian World, and those who are not favored and abandoned by the Buddha will be thrown directly into hell, it is said that the hands of the gods and Buddhas can be lifted upward, and people can be sent to the heavenly realm, and if they press down, they can only pray for the grace of the gods and Buddhas in hell." It is the place where heaven and earth merge, and the heavens, the world, and the underworld are all in one place, so it is called the Eight Directions Hidden Capital. ”

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