The weeds under the cliff were very luxuriant, and the length was almost half a leg, that is, when Mo Fuxi's feet landed, he faintly felt that there was something underneath, and hurriedly removed his toes, bending down to remove the weeds, only to find a very dead corpse lying on the ground, not only his arms and legs were out of position, but even his head was twisted off by something.

Tong guò robes judged that it should be the secret guard of Qi Guanyu.

Frowning, Mo Fuxi carefully played with the surrounding grass, and the two fingers slid down from the top of a blade of grass, rubbing his fingertips for a moment, and when he raised his slender hand, he saw that it was indeed bloodstained.

She stood in the distance for a moment, then chased in the direction of the bloodstain.

The weeds around him gradually decreased, and the land became open and flat, and there were not even a single tree in the bare loess.

This kind of place is not suitable for escape, that is, Mo Fuxi's heart is inexplicably irritable.

She was on tiptoe, and flew forward according to the mottled blood stains on the ground, and after a while, Ying Ying heard the sound of a fight in front of her, and only saw it when she got closer, it turned out to be a dozen or so men in black fighting with a few scarred secret guards, Li Fuxi sped up, untied the soft sword on his waist, and stepped forward directly to join the battle.

As the sect master of the Dao Sect, her martial arts are extremely powerful, and with her assistance, the secret guard has the upper hand in a few breaths.

Soon, the group of black-clothed men were subdued, that is, Mo Fuxi carried the front placket of one person, kicked him hard in the jaw with his knee, removed his chin with his hand, pulled out the fangs in his mouth, threw the person on the dark guard, and spoke

"Bring it back for interrogation, His Royal Highness the Prince?"

"May I ask who Your Excellency is—" One of the guards covered his bleeding wound and looked up with difficulty

"I am the one who helps you"

A few secret guards, you look at me, I look at you, no one spoke.

The atmosphere froze all at once.

"Don't worry, if I have malicious intentions, I won't save you," Ji Mo Fuxi continued, but seeing that the other party still refused to speak, she had to take out a packet of powder from her sleeve robe, dip her fingertips on it, and wipe her little face.

The sallow complexion began to become fair, the mediocre facial features gradually became three-dimensional, the eyebrows were slender, the light of the eyes was as cold as frost, and the thin lips were tightly pursed, indifferent but refined.

"It's actually the Dao Sect Master," the dark guard was startled and called out.

"Now you can believe it"

"Your Highness has been swept down by the river, and we are too injured to ask the sect master to lend a help," the guards knelt down and shouted together.

"I'll find Your Highness, and you," she said, gesturing to the guards present, "be sure to bring these assassins back and hand them over to the King of Celestial Joy for strict interrogation."

"Yes"

Jimo Fuxi glanced at the dying assassin, turned around and lifted the internal force around him, and rushed downstream.

If she was not mistaken, this is probably one of the branches of the Bodhi River, which is called the "Holy River" by the locals of the Bodhi Mountains, so there must be people patrolling this river on weekdays, and there must be residents in the middle and lower reaches.

As long as Qi Guanyu is still alive, it is very likely that he will be rescued by the people who are on patrol.

Even if he is not rescued, then he will be washed into the shallows of the middle and lower reaches of the river.

Thinking of this, that is, Mo Fu sped up, her current position should be upstream, I don't know how long this river is, seeing that the speed of this water is so turbulent, Qi Guanyu should be washed far away.

It was not until the afternoon of the next day that Mo Fuxi saw the smoke rising not far away. After about a quarter of an hour's journey, a village shadow appeared in sight.

It was only when we got closer that we could see the general layout of the village, most of which were scattered thatched huts, with occasional two or three adobe houses. There are a few fences on the outside, and there are some grazing cattle and sheep inside.

It's a very backward little village.

Just as he was about to go to the nearest house and knock on the door, Mo Fuxi saw two villagers patrolling the river with a long pole sharpened at one end.

I didn't care about going to the village at the moment, so I went straight to the two of them

"Two strong men, do you see a man of my age, dressed in a dark robe?"

Facing the young man who suddenly appeared next to them, the two villagers were naturally startled, and reacted and hurriedly aimed the tip of the long pole at Qi Mofuxi.

"I don't mean anything, I'm just looking for someone," he explained

The two villagers looked at each other and shook their heads warily.

"Okay, excuse me" Qi Mofuxi had to clench his fists again, bringing a gust of wind, and the person was gone.

Soon after Qi Fuxi left, the bamboo door of a thatched house opened, and a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old came out to fetch water with a jug, only to see the girl's round goose egg face, black eyes, a little sallow, and a lively atmosphere all over her body.

When she saw the two villagers on patrol, she generously beckoned and shouted sweetly

"Uncle Li, Uncle Wang, you are inspecting the Holy River again"

"Hey, Fang girl," the two looked around cautiously, and one of the men in a gray coarse cloth shirt said softly, "I just saw that someone from outside the country came to inquire about that person."

"Ahh The girl called Fang Yatou hurriedly put down the jug and trotted over to ask, "What about later?" ”

"We've been fooled by the two of us," the man in the gray shirt laughed.

"Hey, Uncle Li, Uncle Wang, you are really amazing" The girl also laughed coquettishly, and only spoke after a while, "Thank you, then I'll go fetch water first"

"Hey, okay, Fang girl is really diligent"

"It's not, I just don't know when my second son will be able to find such a sensible daughter-in-law."

"Hey, don't pay attention to Fang girl, my son Dafu has been in love with others for a long time"

"you, just your fat boy..."

“…”

Xie Fang jumped to the river, filled a jar of water, and then waved his hand at the two villagers, and then walked towards his home with the kettle.

Pushed open the bamboo door and entered the thatched hut, she first poured the water into the ding, and then bent down to add some dry firewood to the stove, and when she saw that the fire was burning, she clapped her hands, turned around and poured a bowl of water on the shabby wooden table on the side, and walked towards the wooden bed on the side.

I saw a tall man lying on the dilapidated wooden bed.

The girl walked closer, gently lifted the man's upper body and rested it on her knees, then held the back of his head with one hand, picked up the bowl with the other hand and barely fed some water, then put the bowl aside, put down the man, and stared at him in a daze.

She had found this man when she had gone to the river at sunset yesterday, when he was lying motionless on the riverbank, but she was frightened, and finally she mustered up the courage to go forward and probe his nose, and felt that he was still breathing, and was about to lift him up, but she saw him open his eyes violently

"Aunt... Girl, someone's going to hurt you... I, whoever asks... Ask the girl... Don't reveal your whereabouts..."

After saying that, the man fainted.

It makes me scared.

In the end, it took a lot of effort to help him back home, and when he entered the door, his mother was also startled. After that, my mother invited the governor to discuss, and the chief said that this person was definitely not an ordinary person in terms of dress, and if he saved him, he might be able to bring the whole village to prosperity, so everyone had to do their best.

Later, his mother called Brother Dafu next door to help him change out of his wet robe, and she took care of him for half the night last night.

In fact, she didn't covet his wealth, she just felt that the man in front of her was too good-looking, and she had never seen such a handsome man. If you can really marry such a man in the future......

Xie Fang couldn't help but stretch out her fingers and gently touched the man's cheek, and the touch of her hand made her face red.

"Fang'er, isn't he awake yet?" A dark-faced village woman in her mid-forties walked in.

"Well, mother, not yet" Xie Fang hurriedly withdrew his hand.

"Hey, do you want to invite Uncle Liang to come and see?"

"Well, it's okay," she was about to get up, when she heard movement from the man on the wooden bed

"Fuxi... Fleur..."

He seemed to be saying something.

"Pick it up?" Xie Fang stared at the muttering man, and asked curiously, "Pick up what?" ”

"Fuxi!" Qi Guanyu sat up abruptly.

"Ahh

And when Qi Guanyu opened his eyes, his pupils were full of confusion.

"It's... Where" he looked around, arching his back and reaching out to rub his aching forehead.

"This place is called Niushan Village, my name is Xie Fang, this is my mother Xie Shi, you fell into our holy river and fell unconscious, I saved you"

Qi Guanyu turned his head to look, only to find that there was a girl beside him.

"Childe, what's your name? Where did it come from? Xie Fang asked with a wink

"I..." Qi Guanyu seemed to be half stunned, and there was no movement for a long time.

"You... It's okay" Xie Fang stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, his face was very bad

"I... I don't remember."

"What!" There was a hint of surprise in Xie Fang's eyes, he shouldn't have been washed away by the river.

"Who am I? Why can't I remember" Qi Guanyu lowered his head and grabbed the ink hair with both hands, and his facial features were painfully twisted together.

"Hey, you... Don't worry," Xie Fang hurriedly sat beside the wooden bed, holding his hands that were moving, and said as if he remembered something, "I just heard Childe, you keep screaming in your dreams to help you up, help you up or something, think about it carefully, if you really can't remember it, forget it, anyway, you can always remember it in the future."

"Pick it up? Pick it up? Qi Guanyu chewed these two words repeatedly.

"What's going on?" a hoarse male voice sounded.

Xie Fang looked back, only to find that his mother had invited Uncle Liang at some point, so she hurriedly got up and gave way to her position, and stood aside with worry and said, "Uncle Liang, look at him, he said he didn't remember anything."

Liang Bo was the only person in the village who knew how to heal, and almost all the villagers had to speak to him with some respect.

"Well, I'll see..." He walked to the wooden bed in a few steps, looked left and right at the man's face, and then probed his rough two fingers into Qi Guanyu's wrist and groped for a while before he slowly spoke

"This ...... I guess it was washed away by the water, but maybe it will be better in a few days."

Then he waved his hand, got up and went out the door.

"Mother..." Xie Fang took Xie's wrist and shook it, looking at the man in a daze on the wooden bed, with some pity in his heart.

"Hey, young man, don't think too much, live here in peace, it's not too late to talk about it when you remember, Fang'er and I will continue to spend the night in the neighborhood tonight, you are so resting" Glancing at his daughter, Xie Shi then said, "Let's go, Fang'er"

"Mother..."Xie Fang wanted to speak and stopped.

"Let's go" forcibly pulled his daughter out, and the bamboo door slowly closed.

The room fell silent.