Nie Feng stumbled back, confused and unable to distinguish the direction, and when he passed through a bridge hole, he could no longer support it and fainted.

When he awoke, he found a man with unkempt hair smearing something on his back, a man in rags, a foul smell, and clearly a beggar.

"Ha, little doll, you're awake. The beggar was holding a handful of dirty things in his hand and was wiping them off his back, Nie Feng only felt that this thing was sticky and slippery, and the smell was very unpleasant.

"Tut, you have a lot of knife wounds on your back, you can't die like this, your life is hard, tsk. ”

"You, what did you rub on my back?" Nie Feng asked weakly due to excessive blood loss.

"Lao Tzu's self-created muscle-building and blood-invigorating black sesame paste, keep it for you to wipe it, just two or three days. ”

When he said this, the beggar couldn't help but glance at the puddle of black mud under the bridge pier, from which the so-called black sesame paste was caught, of course, he was injured several times, and after wiping that thing, the wound healed quickly, as for why it had such an effect, it is unknown.

I don't know if this place is the bridge hole of the bridge, but this river is undoubtedly the Huansha River, and the rain has stopped at this time, and the rainwater from all over the place has poured into the river, causing the water to flow rapidly.

After lying down for a while, although the person still had no strength, he felt that the wound was no longer as painful as before, and it seemed that the dirty thing was still working.

"Is there any water?" Nie Feng said as he felt the dryness in his mouth.

"Yes, of course, are you afraid that you will run out of water by the river?" the beggar took most of the river water from an empty bottle of mineral water.

Nie Feng took two sips, and then felt that his mouth was full of mud and sand, and he couldn't help but want to vomit.

"Why, little doll, isn't it hot water? The beggar sneered.

Nie Feng turned his head sideways, took a long breath, and drank the whole bottle of water in one gulp, he had lost too much blood and urgently needed to replenish his water, as for whether the river water would be clean or not, it was still a trivial matter.

The beggar had already burned a pile of firewood beside him, and the warm flames dried the rain on Nie Feng's body, making Nie Feng regain some vitality.

By the light of the fire, Nie Feng looked at the other party slightly, only to see that the beggar was full of unkempt hair, like a chicken nest, with some grass clippings on it, and his face was also dirty, he couldn't see the specific age, he only felt that his eyes were bright, and he listened to the tone of the other party, and he looked like he was in his forties.

"Was this stab wound cut by someone?" asked the thief's bright eyes.

"Hmm. ”

"Revenge, property disputes?" the other party asked.

Nie Feng was silent for a long time before squeezing two words out of his mouth, "Thank you." ”

"Hey, don't say thank you, it's useless to say that those fancy shelves are useless!" said the beggar thief, his eyes lit up, "I don't want anything from you, you give me the shoes on your feet." ”

Dare to love Nie Feng fought with the big gold chain gang before, his clothes were in tatters, only the sneakers on his feet were still intact, this beggar hit its idea, but this guy is also frank, he doesn't steal or rob, and he exchanges it at the same price.

Suddenly, Nie Feng saw the beggar with a surprised look on his face and curled up beside him.

"How?"

"You, you ......"

"I'm not going to be angry, just give you the shoes. Nie Feng thought that the other party had misunderstood.

"Those scars on your back are moving...... "The beggar was frightened and kept moving his position, far away from Nie Feng.

Nie Feng smiled faintly and ignored the other party.

By this time the sky was getting darker, and at night the river would be cold, and it would not be a place to stay for long.

After eating the roasted sweet potatoes thrown by a beggar, he gradually gained some strength, so Nie Feng took off the sneakers on his feet and put them by the fire, and stood up with difficulty.

"The shoes are yours, thank you. After Nie Feng finished speaking, he staggered out of the bridge hole barefoot.

......

As the largest city in the west, Jinjiang City is planned scientifically with industrial clusters in the north of the city, a new financial district in the south of the city, botanical gardens in the east of the city, and cultural reserves in the west of the city.

Therefore, the west of the city is mostly a patch of old houses, old streets and deep alleys, blue bricks and blue tiles, between the cracks in the walls, you can see the precipitation of history and the traces of time from time to time.

It was late at night when I got home, and the lights didn't turn on because my grandmother and other elderly people went on a three-day recuperation vacation organized by the neighborhood and didn't come back until the day after tomorrow.

If it was really grandma who was at home, no matter how much he was injured, Nie Feng would never come back, mainly because he didn't want the old man to be frightened.

Since he was bullied when he was a child, and his face was beaten and bruised and swollen when he came back, and his grandmother cried sadly a few times, Nie Feng swore that he would never let his only relative in the world cry because of his affairs.

This oath has become the motivation for Nie Feng to exercise and practice martial arts since he was a child, as he grows older, he is less bullied, and gradually, those who bully him avoid him, but no matter how bloody he is outside, Nie Feng never brings his grief and pain to his only relative.

When Nie Feng staggered into the door, he was already exhausted, coupled with the pain in his back, his mind fainted, and he fell to the ground involuntarily.

In the coma, I only felt all kinds of chaotic sounds in my ears, as if there were a bunch of people making noise in my ears, and it seemed like many horses were running, and there were one or two neighing voices during the period.

After a while, these voices dispersed, and a picture emerged, in the gray mountain color, a gray-robed monk striking a bell, pushing a huge wooden pestle, once, twice, three times....... But strangely enough, the bell did not ring, and he could not hear any sound.

Suddenly, the gray-clothed monk suddenly turned around, only to see that the scars on his face were staggered, and he was hideous!

Nie Feng sat up from the bed all of a sudden, only to realize that he was in a dream just now, and he felt dizzy, his head was swollen and painful, and he actually had a high fever.

The next day, the high fever subsided, and the wounds on his back were scarred.

On the third day, Nie Feng felt an itch on his back, and finally resisted the urge to scratch the itch, he knew that it was a new muscle growing.

On the fourth day, the scar fell off, and in the mirror, Nie Feng saw that his back was smooth, with only faint scars.