Chapter 345: Dulong Clan!

"Cuckoo-cuckoo-"

A green cuckoo, constantly swirling on the riverbank, fragrant grass, gurgling water, clear as ice, sweet as cane. The small river flows down from the ice spring on the mountain, meanders and meanders until it reaches the Baili stream below. Surrounded by hundreds of trees, thousands of flowers are gorgeous, the towering big banyan tree, almost covers the surrounding radius of 30 meters, covers the sun and the sky, majestic and strong, under this old banyan tree, there are countless legends.

Legend has it that a long, long time ago, the patriarch of the Dulong clan was here and saw the real one-horned dragon king; Legend has it that the true dragon once hovered here and did not leave it for a long time; Legend has it that this thousand-year-old banyan tree was transformed by the golden dragon, and the colorful clouds flew all over the sky that day.

This is the only way to pass through the valley, the valley is listed as a sacred valley, because there are the gods of the Dulong clan here, which they have worshiped for thousands of years, except for the saint and the patriarch, no one dares to set foot here for fear of being punished by the gods.

A young girl in her twenties, sitting cross-legged on the riverbank, her beautiful eyes closed, exhaling and inhaling, as if she was exhaling the breath of spiritual charm, and the surrounding grass and trees seemed to be integrated with it. The cuckoo is constantly chirping, which seems to be the most moving natural sound in the world.

"Cuckoo-cuckoo-"

There are no notes, but there is a moving rhythm.

The girl is as beautiful as a fairy, and her temperament is refined, and it is difficult to express her beauty just by these words. Her beauty is unusual, because of her beauty, you feel that in this world, there seems to be nothing that can compete with her, but she has no quarrel with the world. It's an otherworldly aura that makes you feel ashamed of yourself just by looking at her. She is the darling of nature, a spirit in heaven and earth.

The girl opened her eyes slightly, smiled indifferently, everything faded, she slowly stretched out her hand, and the cuckoo fell on her hand like this, the slender jade fingers like onions, flawless, natural.

The girl was dressed in white, unstained. The cuckoo tilted its head, still chirping, and the girl seemed to be a little puzzled, frowning, still beautiful. The cuckoo flew out of her hand and flew to the river. However, the originally clear river was dyed red, and the girl looked against the current, and in the distance, a person was floating on the water, gradually flowing downstream, and the blood was flowing from his body, staining the riverbank red.

The girl frowned, got up quickly, and jumped into the river desperately, because she wanted to see if the person was still alive, and if he died, he had been drifting in the river, and the river would be completely polluted.

The current was not turbulent, but it was cold, and the girl's face remained unchanged, and she pulled the man from the river to the riverbank, and she hurried ashore. After all, for a girl, the cold river water is always bad for the body.

The girl looked closely, there were at least a dozen injuries on this man's body, and even six of them were potentially fatal, but the most severe was the bruise on his head, could it be that he fell from the mountain? The injury is so serious, even if it is saved, it is estimated that he will be a cripple, right? His clothes were in tatters, and the blood stains all over his body were also blistered by drinking water, perhaps because the river water was too cold, but his wounds did not bleed.

She touched the man's hand, and the temperature, but the pulse, was already quite weak. But at least, he's not dead.

"I hope you can hold it."

The girl thought to herself and prayed silently. got up and picked up the man on her back and went straight down the mountain, a weak woman, carrying a man on her back, it was really difficult for her, but she knew that this moment could not be delayed, because this man could be in danger of his life at any time.

An hour later, an old man with a white beard came out of the hut, sweating profusely on his face, but his expression was very pleased.

"He's saved, you don't have to worry. Timas. ”

The old man said with a smile, he was the patriarch of this clan, and he was also the girl's grandfather, that is, the grandfather of Timas.

Timas smiled, her face was filled with the most innocent and sweet smile, her smile made people feel like a spring breeze and a happy mood. But she still didn't speak, because she was a mute, born to be.

Timas made a gesture of peace to his chest, his eyes recovering his initial calm.

If it had been a little later, perhaps he would not have been saved. You are worthy of the saintess of our Dulong clan, you are really a lucky star, and grandpa is proud of you. ”

Timas gave a thumbs up to his grandfather, Sanlu, and praised him for his medical skills.

"But his injuries are very serious, and it won't be able to heal in half a year. Moreover, we definitely can't let him stay here for too long, we Dulong definitely don't want to be disturbed by outsiders, you should understand, Timas. ”

Sanlu's face became solemn again.

Timas looked stern, bit his lip, lowered his head, and stopped talking. The person was rescued by her, and she naturally hoped that the person could gradually recover and become healthy. But the Dulong clan is different from the outside world, the people here are simple, but they never welcome outsiders.

"Thank you, Grandpa."

Timas gestured in sign language and communicated with his grandfather.

Su Chen did not die, it can be said that he died nine times, if it weren't for Timas, he might have really died.

There are always miracles in life, and there must be blessings in the future, and the moment Su Chen woke up, life played a joke on him, and he actually forgot who he was.

"What's my name?"

Su Chen's face was dazed, and his body was still wrapped in gauze, this was the fourth day that he had asked this question dozens of times, and Miras just smiled and shook her head, she didn't know, she really didn't know.

"Who am I?"

"Where am I?"

Su Chen's question was like a series of words, but Timas didn't say a word, Su Chen's brows furrowed slightly, his face was gloomy, and he said:

"Are you dumb?"

Timas's breath faltered, and her face became a little ugly, she was mute, but not deaf. Demoas was a little aggrieved and wanted to cry, but she was proud, and finally held back, except for this, she was a perfect girl, the darling of God, but in the end she couldn't escape the tricks of fate, she was a mute.

Su Chen closed his eyes and stopped talking, because Mimass didn't care about him at all. Timas went out, put the medicine in front of the window, and when she turned around, tears welled up in her eyes, which was the biggest grievance she had suffered in all these years. Why, why did Heaven deprive her of the right to speak? Since God has endowed her with such a perfect body, such agile eyes, and such a delicate face, why should she be stingy with that lark-like voice?

Su Chen didn't know that his few words had broken the heart of Timas, the spirit of nature had become so sentimental for the first time.

The wooden houses are connected to one another, all of them are layered, and the surrounding ancient trees want to connect, few people will find that the Dulong clan actually lives in this big mountain, Gaoligong Mountain! The total number of people here does not exceed 7,000, and there are also tribes, which are almost completely isolated from the outside world at ordinary times, which is also what Sanlu said to Karmas before, she must not let this outsider she rescued stay here for too long, and let him leave as soon as his injuries are healed, otherwise, it will only make their tribe fall into criticism.

Sanlu was worried that the old guys would make a big fuss about it, and the competition between tribes for hegemony was endless. Where there are people, there is strife, and this saying is equally applicable whether it is placed in ancient times or in modern times, in any country, in any continent. However, as the inheritor of the ancient witch doctor, it is impossible for Sang Lu to die without saving, which is the minimum mentality of a healer.

The Dulong clan is famous for their medical skills, and according to legend, they were after the witch doctors in ancient times, but they are still an indispensable part of the medical skills of the Chinese land.

"Timas, what's wrong with you?"

Sang Lu looked at his granddaughter, whose eyes were slightly red, and asked busily.

"Did he bully you?"

Timas shook his head again and again, squeezing out a smile, but in Grandpa Sanglu's heart, he was very sad and worried.

"Silly girl, alas."

Sanlu shook his head and said.

"He's amnesiac and pathetic." Timas gestured in sign language.

"I'll do my best and see if I can cure his amnesia."

Sanlu said in a deep voice.

"What will he do if he is sent away now?" Mirmas's face was ugly and she shook her head, she didn't want this man to be homeless.

"You're so kind, it's a good thing you didn't get out of here, otherwise, you'd have suffered, kid."

Sanglu didn't know what to say about her, but when his parents left early, and when they went to the mountains to hunt fifteen years, the young and promising couple accidentally broke into the holy mountain and never came back, leaving Sanglu alone to take care of this lonely little girl. She has had a bad fate since she was a child, and since then, she has been unable to speak, but fortunately, the little girl has become more and more aura over the years, and she has also been selected as the four saints, but although the four saints seem to be glorious, they are also a huge burden, and even he, who is the patriarch, doesn't know whether to be happy for her or sad for her.

Three days later, even Sang Lu didn't expect that Su Chen's injuries would recover quickly, which was completely beyond his expectations, the wounds on his body had already scarred, and even some had begun to fall off, and the bones were also healing very smoothly and very quickly, he had been able to walk freely two days ago, thanks to the Yi Jin Sutra cultivated by Su Chen, which had a strong self-healing ability for the bone meridians, and the Shaolin martial arts were profound and unfathomable. If it weren't for the effect of Yi Jin Jing, Su Chen's injury would definitely not recover so quickly, which is a miracle.

After staying in the room for a long time, Su Chen was extremely bored, but Timas would never allow him to go out, so as not to be discovered by other people outside the tribe, so that she and her grandfather would get into unnecessary trouble, and the clansmen might tolerate them doing some trivial things that didn't matter, but they would never allow them to hide from outsiders, which was a taboo for the Dulong clan, especially the patriarch.

"Why don't you let me out?" Su Chen's face sank, looked at Karmas, and said coldly.