No, could it be that the snake venom is attacking?

Yang Congyi's heart was alarmed. When I opened my eyes and saw my left hand, the cut wound had not continued to bleed, and the palm was still badly swollen, almost two palms thick.

I pinched the wound on the back of my hand vigorously, and blood flowed out again, but it was still black, and there was no sign of turning red. When I pulled up my sleeves, I saw that my entire forearm was already swollen. He was still careless, thinking that cutting the wound and letting the blood was almost enough, but he didn't expect this snake venom to be so powerful. Ignoring his thoughts, he quickly tore off his shirt, took off his shirt, and asked the catcher to help tie his left arm from the shoulder down to tighten it.

With his arms tied, he pinched the wound again, allowing black blood to continue to flow from the wound where the blood had gradually congealed. All kinds of wound medicine were thrown in the camp, and at this time they had nothing left except a tattered clothes, and if they wanted to save their lives, Yang Congyi had to let blood out.

The eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, the body is getting weaker and weaker, and Yang Congyi is still awake in his brain, but Yang Congyi is still gradually falling asleep.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Congyi only felt a sudden coldness on his face, suddenly woke up, and was about to jump, but found that it was very difficult to even open his eyes.

I only heard someone shouting in my ear: "Yang Zhutou, how are you?" ”

Yang Congyi woke up suddenly, his mind was a little confused, he didn't know where he was, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Snake venom with a soldering iron, poisonous gas attacks the heart. These medicines are sprinkled on the wound and these flushes are taken internally. With a stick of incense, you can get up. ”

Hearing only a woman's voice sounding in front of him, Yang Congyi half-opened his eyes with difficulty, only to see a circle of figures in front of him, and he couldn't see it really.

Hearing the woman's instructions, you quickly took the small paper packet and sprinkled something like powder on the back of Yang Congyi's hand, and then someone broke his mouth open, poured the medicinal powder into his mouth, and then poured a few mouthfuls of water and flushed the medicinal powder into his stomach.

Yang Congyi couldn't move, and was at their mercy. He knew in his heart his situation, and if there was no one to rescue him, it would be difficult for him to get out alive.

Almost a quarter of an hour later, Yang Congyi opened his eyes, and the things in front of him were much clearer.

I saw that in addition to the surrounding catcher, there were two people dressed not far away, remembering the female voice not long ago, so I quickly put on my clothes, struggled to get up, and took a step forward to the Taoist and made a deep bow, and thanked: "Thank you to the Taoist for coming to the rescue." ”

The two Taoists returned the salute, and then the older female Taoist looked at Yang Congyi and said: "Early this morning, the poor Dao's heart moved, and he wanted to go down the mountain for a walk, so he went down the mountain with my disciple, but he happened to meet the donor and others. The benefactor's life should not be extinguished, it should be the will of God. ”

"Dao Chang's life-saving grace, Yang Congyi dare not forget. I don't know if he has been here for a long time, but he should come back to thank him one day. As he spoke, Yang Congyi saw the appearance of the Taoist.

I saw a slightly older Taoist, with a round face, a slightly yellow complexion, wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, his eyes were shining, his hair was tied on the top of his head with hairpins, he was about fifty years old, of medium stature, holding a dust, carrying a long sword, standing there with roots under his feet, and his breath was calm when he spoke. The other person is still young, no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with a round face and white face, smart and clear eyes, his hair is fixed with hairpins, supplemented by a hairband, his figure is not as slender and weak as Miss Shen'em, holding a long sword, standing next to the elder Taoist, his face is slightly cold, and he did not say a word.

The older female Taoist said: "The donor doesn't have to be polite, helping the poor is exactly what should be done, and helping the donor is just a gesture, so you don't have to worry about it." My master and apprentice have lived in this mountain for a long time, and this time they went down the mountain and went out to travel, but they didn't know when they would return. ”

Yang Congyi was unwilling, the last time the Taoist of Wudang Mountain passed on his exercises and found someone to save his life, he couldn't thank him much in prison at that time, and after the grievances came out, the Taoist chief had long since disappeared. So he asked again: "Even if the Taoist master travels, he should have a day to return." I don't know what to call him, even if I can't come to thank him, I should keep it in mind and never forget the grace of life. ”

The older female Taoist saluted again and said, "The surname of the poor Taoist family is Zheng." ”

Yang Congyi returned the salute and said, "Zheng Dao is good." Yang is currently working in Huaining Mansion, and if the Taoist chief travels to the world, if he encounters inconvenience, he can inform Yang of a certain voice, and he should solve his worries for the Taoist chief. ”

Zheng Daodao: "Lord Yang doesn't have to be like this, the poor road is far away from the mundane, and there is no mundane thing to do." Without waiting for Yang Congyi to say anything, he continued: "The poisonous gas in the main body has subsided, but it has not been eliminated, you can scatter the wound, let the poisonous blood flow out of the body, and then breathe for a while and a half, and there will be no big problem." ”

When Yang Congyi heard the Taoist chief's words, he didn't say more, and with a pinch of his right hand, he tore the coagulated wound again, only to see that there was purple-black poisonous blood flowing out, but after a while, the black gradually faded and turned into a normal red.

Zheng Daochang took out a paper bag and said to Yang Congyi: "Apply it to the wound, once a day, after seven days, it will be fine." ”

Yang Congyi thanked him, took the paper bag and opened it, seeing that it was a yellow powder, he didn't think about it, he pinched some and sprinkled it on the wound of his left hand.

Seeing that Yang Congyi was no longer in trouble, Zheng Daochang asked, "Who are you, donor, and what is the matter here?" How do you get a bunch of snakes to besiege you? ”

Yang Congyi told the truth: "Don't hide it from the chief, we are all the commissioners of the Huaining Mansion, and we came to the mountains to arrest the escaped death row prisoners, and I don't know why we were chased here by a group of snakes." ”

After hearing this, Zheng Daochang did not speak, turned around and came to the edge of the cliff, looked at the cliff, and then said: "Donor, please see, there are thousands of snakes under the cliff, gather and do not disperse, stick to it, there should be a reason." ”

Yang Congyi took a few steps forward and looked down the cliff, only to see countless snakes, densely packed, stacked layer by layer, from the bottom of the cliff to the dense forest, I don't know how many are behind. The snakes were already stacked four or five feet high under the cliff, and if it weren't for the steep slope below the cliff that couldn't support the snakes to pile up all the way up, I'm afraid they would have been up the cliff by now.

Yang Congyi was shocked in his heart, so many snakes chased and gathered, it would definitely not be for nothing, but when did they provoke so many snakes? It's normal to rush in the mountains and drive and kill some snakes that block the way, when have you ever seen someone chasing and retaliating? Although snakes have spirituality, they are not so intelligent that they can gather their own kind to chase and attack humans. He, as a scientifically educated man, naturally did not believe it. But the scene in front of him made him a little shaken.

"We've done kill some snakes along the way, but that won't provoke them." Yang Congyi still doesn't believe it, if you hit a few snakes, let so many snakes chase after you, how can snakes really be so powerful, then they are not going to be lawless.

Zheng Daochang said again: "Poisonous snakes are in the way, and it is naturally okay to kill and drive away." But I wonder what other donors have done besides that? ”

Yang Congyi didn't think much about it, and replied: "There is also a pot of snake soup cooked at the foot of the mountain, just last night, when we were resting, we were suddenly chased and besieged by these snakes. Does it matter? ”

Zheng Daochang listened to the heavy expression, looked at the tumbling snakes, and said: "From the bottom of the mountain to this place, there are twenty miles, and they chase you for twenty miles, and this enmity must be not small." Do you know where the mountain comes from? ”

Yang Congyi shook his head and said: "Before entering the mountain, the villagers told us that there is a high mountain called Panlong Mountain in the east, and there may be bandits on the mountain. ”

I only heard Zheng Dao say: "This mountain is called Panlong, and it is the Panlong Mountain that the Shi Lord is looking for." In the early years, there were bandits entrenched in the mountains, but they have been gone for many years. Can the donor know, why is this mountain called Panlong? ”

Yang Congyi shook his head again: "I don't know, please let the Taoist chief know." "The name of the mountain peak was heard from the villagers, how would he know.

Zheng Dao said: "According to legend, in ancient times, there were hermit cultivators in Tianzhu Mountain, who practiced for many years, and suddenly one day, the Tao became a flying ascension, and the upper part can travel to the beautiful scenery of nine days, and the lower can explore the wonders of the earth's veins. One day, the mountain people hunted in the mountains, suddenly encountered a heavy rain, they hid in a stone crevice, and accidentally saw a big snake swimming out of the mountains and rocks not far away, the thickness of the bucket, the scales on the body, the horns on the head, flew up to the sky, swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog, not long after, the clouds dissipated, the sky was clear, and the big snake also flew down the mountain, turned around and went into the mountain and disappeared. When the mountain people returned to the village, he told the other villagers about the strange situation he had seen, and the villagers mostly believed that the big snake in the mountain had cultivated and turned into a dragon. ”

The crowd heard it with straight eyes, and their faces were full of fear, could it be that they had offended the snake fairy?

Yang Congyi doesn't believe it, there are too many stories like this, they are all legends. There are many pythons in the world, but there are really no ones that can fly.

Someone asked, "Dao Chief, have we offended the snake fairy?" Please save us, I am old and young, but I can't die here. ”

The others responded and pleaded. Since the Dao Leader lives in the mountains, then she must have a way to deal with these snakes, thinking so in their hearts, they hurriedly seized the chance to live.

Zheng Daochang did not agree, nor did he refuse, but only heard her say: "The dragon flies in the sky, although it is a rumor. Although it is the way of nature, the weak do not resent, the strong do not resent, and the strong do not show off, and it should be the reason of heaven and earth, and all things run according to this, and the cycle can be endless. ”

Yang Congyi came from later generations, in the information age, information is developed, and all kinds of information received every day are like a sea of smoke, and the world is clear. A few words from the Taoist are less than 100 words, but they make him feel a lot of vibrations in his heart when he listens to them. All the chaos and contradictions in the world, from the race, to the individual, to the country, down to the family, in the final analysis, are not all caused by the words "pride, dazzle, hatred, and resentment"? If you can do that the weak do not resent, and the strong do not be arrogant or showy, how can there be so many worries in the world.