On the way back to the Heavenly Sword Sect, Mo Xiaotian was in a hurry day and night, he was very worried about Yu Xin'er's injury, but at this moment, the Phantom World Sword under his feet was somehow, Mo Xiaotian couldn't sense the connection with it, and suddenly, Mo Xiaotian had a bad premonition, it was not a good thing to fall at a height of nearly a thousand zhang.

Mo Xiaotian was constantly falling, in this case, Mo Xiaotian no longer counted on the Phantom World Sword, but he still couldn't help but scold: "If you don't fall sooner or later, you will fall now! Fuck your uncle!"

Mo Xiaotian swallowed his saliva, then half-squatted on the sword, and all the vitality of his body was mobilized, regardless of whether he was ordinary vitality or blood vitality, he took it out and blessed it under the sword, the speed of this fall was finally no longer so fast, but it was still not slow.

Mo Xiaotian looked at a small village underground, the secret path was not good, it was too late, and the people in the village looked at the sky one after another, and something like a fireball was falling towards the village.

"Oh, it's not good, that direction is Xiaolan's house!"

One of the villagers exclaimed, and then hurriedly ran in the direction where the thing had fallen, but it was not fast enough, and before he could reach it, he heard a rumbling sound in the distance.

I only saw from a distance that after the sound, the thatched dust and smoke rose everywhere, and the villagers hurriedly ran over when they heard the sound, and ran in to see that the house, which could still last for a few years, had completely become a ruin.

An old man trembled with a cane and shouted tremblingly: "I'm still stunned, why don't you go and see if Xiaolan is there!"

The young strong man in the village hurriedly ran into the ruins and searched for it, and after a while someone shouted, "Look what I found!"

I saw that the man raised a sword high, the old man walked slowly with a cane, took the sword, wiped the dust off the scabbard, saw the scabbard coiled dragon, vaguely seemed to be about to come out, and then the old man slowly pulled out the sword, but only saw a sword hilt, very strange.

Maybe it's a child's thing, the old man thought like this, put away his sword but saw that the man was looking at him happily and laughing, the old man stomped on his crutches angrily, and shouted: "Little tiger look at what, don't dig quickly!"

The man, who was called Xiaohu by the old man, immediately pursed his lips and continued to climb the ruins.

"Village Chief, there's someone here!"

On the other side, another middle-aged man shouted.

The old man hurriedly said, "Hurry up, drag it out!" Then the old man looked at the people watching the excitement next to him, and said angrily: "What are you guys looking at, why don't you go and help!"

Several people took turns digging hard, and finally the man was carried out and placed in the open space, and the old man walked over and looked down, only to see that the man was unkempt, and the tall man had some fair skin, not like the crop man, and had dark skin.

The old man squatted down and gently patted the man's face with his hand without any response, and a woman next to him hid behind his man and whispered, "Shouldn't I be dead!"

The old man glared at the woman, and then the woman shrank back again, and the old man put his hand on the man's neck, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Not dead!" The old man immediately turned back to a man beside him and said, "Gou Yu, you hurry up to the town to find Geng Langzhong, just say that there is someone here who is dying." ”

When the man named Gou Yu heard this, he hurriedly went down and ran to the entrance of the village.

"Come and carry him to my room, and a few of you will continue to turn it over for me!"

On the way to the town, the road is rugged, it just happens to rain these days, and it is even more difficult to walk, on this road, there is a girl who is carrying a hakama and walking cautiously, for fear that the muddy water will splash on herself, and she is carrying a frame in her arms, obviously just returned from the town.

"Huh, isn't this a dog?"

The girl saw the man running towards her frantically, ignoring the muddy water splashing on her.

"Dog, why are you going, why are you in such a hurry?"

The dog was running wildly, but at this time he heard a familiar voice, and then stopped, looked at the girl, was suddenly startled, and shouted: "Hey, Xiaolan, why are you here?"

Gou Yu said in a daze, and then seemed to remember something, and hurriedly said: "By the way, it's a big deal, your house was smashed, you can go back and have a look, I still have to go to the town to find Dr. Geng to save people!"

Before Xiaolan could react, she saw Gou Yu running towards the town again.

"My house was smashed? What! My house was smashed!"

At this time, Xiaolan didn't care whether her hakama was splashed with muddy water, and ran back to the village like a dog.

The village chief's house, the man who had just been pulled out of the rubble, was lying on the bed at this time, and the village chief's son changed his torn clothes little by little, except for the messy hair, which was not taken care of, and he was a handsome young man.

The village chief's son smacked his lips and scolded: "Damn, so handsome!"

"Shougen, how is that man!"

The village chief walked in trembling at this time, and the person who was called Shougen hurriedly helped him in.

The village chief coughed a few times, looked at the appearance of the person lying on the bed, smacked his lips and scolded with a smile: "This is damn good, so handsome!"

When Shougen heard what his old man said, he looked at his father very strangely, and thought silently: "Maybe this is called father and son concentric!"

"Why do you say that kid is so inked!"

Shougen rolled his old man's eyes, and said angrily: "Dad, the town in Panshu Village is more than ten miles away!"

The village chief looked at his son and said, suddenly blew his beard, and directly knocked him on the head with a cane.

"Wang Shougen! Now that he is in charge, he has a temper, and he dares to talk to you like this!"

Wang Shougen covered his head, obviously in his forties, but he still looked at the old man with an aggrieved face.

"Grandpa the village chief, are you at home?"

Hearing someone calling him outside, the village chief immediately pushed out of the room and went out to have a look, and as soon as he went out, he saw Xiaolan running over angrily.

"Grandpa the village chief, what's going on with my family? I just went to the town to buy something, why is my home gone?"

The more she talked, the more aggrieved Xiaolan couldn't help crying, the old man also had a real headache when he saw this, at this moment, Wang Shougen ran out and said anxiously: "Dad, he's awake, go and see!"

The village chief was worried about how to explain, but this was just right, and then hurriedly said to Xiaolan: "It's just right, you can also go with me to see, he is the culprit." ”

Xiaolan was stunned, then wiped her tears, nodded aggrievedly, and helped the village chief into the house.

When I entered the room, I found the man sitting at the head of the bed.

The village chief then laughed and said, "Young man, you have finally woken up. ”

The man came back to his senses and looked at the old man in front of him, and wondered, "Grandpa, who are you?"

The village chief cleared his throat and said, "I am the village chief of this Panshu Village, what is your name and where is your home?"

The man was stunned, as if he was reminiscing, and then he saw the man covering his head and roaring in pain, the old man was stunned, and quickly said, "Okay, okay, don't think about it." ”

"Could it be amnesia?" Wang Shougen muttered as he looked at the man.

After a long while, the man put down his hand and shook his head vigorously, then looked at the village chief and said, "I don't know, I can't remember." ”

The village chief hit the crow beside him with a cane, and Wang Shougen gasped and looked at his old man depressedly.

Xiaolan stared at the person in front of her, she looked good, and then Xiaolan smacked, thinking about something.

"Grandpa the village chief, is he the one who demolished my house?"

The village chief shook his head, looked at the man in front of him strangely, and said, "No, he fell from the sky and hit your house." ”

Xiaolan covered her mouth suddenly, looked at the village chief with a look of disbelief, and said suspiciously: "Falling from the sky? Grandpa, you are talking nonsense again!"

The village chief immediately blew his beard, stared at his eyes and raised his eyebrows and shouted: "You melon baby, it's hard for grandpa to bluff people!"

Xiaolan lowered her head and smiled in embarrassment, then looked at the man and said, "Don't you remember what your name is?"

The village chief nodded solemnly, could there be any danger to this young man of unknown origin?

"Then grandpa, you can hand him over to me!"

Before the village chief could speak, Wang Shougen frowned and shouted: "Nonsense!"

Xiaolan also turned away aggrievedly and ignored Wang Shougen.

"Since he has left me in my house, it is my family's belongings! I still expect him to rebuild my house!"

Looking at the conversation between the three of them, the person also roughly knew something, and then said apologetically to Xiaolan: "Girl, I'm sorry, I'll build your house!"

Xiaolan nodded with satisfaction, and patted the man's shoulder very old-fashionedly, and then the man snorted in pain and fainted again.

Xiaolan was startled, and when she saw him fainting again, she was so frightened that tears flowed down, and she looked at the village chief with tears in her eyes.

"Grandpa, he won't be killed by me. ”

The village chief looked at the man, and when he heard Xiaolan's words, he stomped on his crutches and said angrily: "You are an immortal, this kid is not so easy to die." ”

At this time, Xiaolan patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Village Chief, I'll bring Geng Langzhong!"

Gou Yu staggered into the house with a person, and the old man hurriedly greeted him, and said with a smile: "Geng Langzhong has come over after hard work, Xiaolan is going to see tea!"

Geng Langzhong exhaled breathlessly, then waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I'll see the patient first." ”

The village chief hurriedly gave way and asked Geng Langzhong to go up and check the pulse.

Geng Langzhong closed his eyes and gently put his hand on the man's wrist, and after a long while, he opened his eyes and said in confusion: "Huh, this person's pulse is stable, it doesn't seem to be wrong, but it has a more powerful pulse than ordinary people." ”

The village chief cautiously asked, "Then why did he just fall into a coma again?"

At this time, Xiaolan came up with tea, Geng Langzhong took the teacup and took a sip of tea, then frowned and said, "There is only one situation, he may be a cultivator!"

"Cultivator?" the three of them shouted in unison.

Geng Langzhong nodded cautiously and said slowly: "Legend has it that cultivators' cultivation physiques are different from ordinary people, and the pulse cannot be diagnosed by the pulse of ordinary people. ”

The village chief said worriedly, "What should we do now?"

Geng Langzhong sighed and shook his head.

"I can only prescribe some soothing medicine for him now, and it depends on the creation when he wakes up. ”

Immediately, Geng Langzhong took out a pen and paper to write down the prescription, and instructed: "Don't leave anyone by his side during this time!"

The village chief nodded hurriedly, and then went out to see him off, and after returning to the house, the village chief looked at the person lying down and sighed, turned his head to Xiaolan and said, "You can sleep with my old woman these days, and take care of him at all times." ”

Xiaolan twisted her body, blushed and said, "I'm a big girl with yellow flowers, it's not good to take care of him!"

The village chief stomped on his crutches again, blowing his beard and shouting: "What's wrong, didn't you just say that he was your family's object?"

Seeing that Xiaolan still wanted to quibble, she interrupted directly: "Needless to say, it's decided!"

Xiao Lan immediately nodded discouragedly, and after their father and son left, Xiao Lan slowly walked to the bed, carefully examined the appearance of the person, and did not find anything different from ordinary people, so she simply sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him viciously.

"It's all your fault!"