I'm back in Lodo? , looking at the overwhelming flames, and the palace high above in the distance, with the smoke collapsing in the background, but like a silent silent film, no sound can be heard.

Only those figures who struggled like ants, in the chase and slash, struggled like mime puppets, twisted, died, and then were burned to ashes and blown into the sky.

Even the soot and embers blown by the wind fell into my hands like snowflakes, and they all felt cold, or there was no temperature.

Broken Pond, Luantai Mountain, Dacheng Palace, Qingyuan Garden, Unai Hall, Chengxian Temple, Huaiji Hall, Tiangongyuan, Jixia Hall, Merit Square, Fupingli...... A place of interest or building, familiar or unfamiliar, was wiped out in the silent background engulfed in flames.

The scorching autumn sun, with the black smoke and dust that obscured the sky, turned into a dull yellow color, and then completely obscured by the black clouds into the night.

However, I found that I was already in the underground world of Luoyang City,

The dampness peculiar to the sewer, the pervasive smell of rancid and fermented, the foot wound is always soft, slippery and greasy, and I don't know the next deep and shallow sinking feeling,

The genus of cockroaches, snakes, and worms that are attached to the sewers are all hidden in the movement of the water, and people do not know when they will suddenly encounter them in some kind of shadow or corner.

Never know that the ditch rat that is afraid and avoids people will follow your movements, from time to time, from the gloomy and dark corners, chasing, fighting, climbing and jumping, or suddenly screaming in the cold, jumping over from the very close to you with a wet feeling.

The ubiquitous sound of running water all day and night, echoing in the deep lanes, makes it impossible for you to discern the direction by sound, the well and the wood and stone fence cover, a little light cast by the sky, is the only way to guide the direction, and let you in the unknown wilderness underground, feel the human world and civilized society, in fact, not far away psychological comfort.

But this qiē was overwhelmed by the atrocities on the ground, the crimson is the background of the rising flames, the dark red is the background color of the river of blood, the darkness and coldness of the underground world, the loneliness of isolation, has become the best shelter and concealment.

The gray-black filth of the sewer kept flowing through a large stream of crimson color, which could not be concealed and diluted at all, and from time to time there were stumps and suspected bone and flesh fragments, which were washed and pushed, slowly mosaic and wriggled, and the huge rats with gray and black coats, like carnivals, jumped up and down on the gluttonous feast of those fresh ingredients.

Occasionally, they raised their small, cloudy eyes, and looked at the living creatures that continued to move around as if they were unwilling. However, it will soon be attracted by more fishy smell and warmth.

I staggered forward slowly, no matter what I encountered, I could not hinder my determination and will to move forward, even if I was exhausted, even if I was physically and mentally exhausted, even if I was scarred, I seemed to be persistently pursuing something, holding on to the slippery four walls, and kept moving forward.

It's like being swallowed up by darkness, I don't know how far I've walked, I don't know how long I've walked, and even if I take the "Luodu Underground Pipe Network Book", I can't discern the direction.

Then he fell into a deep hollow, and got up again covered in filth,

The palm of the hand pressed against the wall tingled, as if it had been burned by something, and I found that I could see in my eyes, but the palm was bleeding constantly, and I couldn't erase it with my clothes.

The omnipresent eye, an upright eye, hidden in the thick moss and years of dirt, is undisguised as a sense of malice.

"Wake up ......"

I was suddenly shaken awake, my heart pounding, and the whispered call of squatting with my head in my ears ring.

"Asha ......"

Slowly recovering the feeling of a soft body, hugging me, allowing me to regain my sense of authenticity.

Although it is already the early spring that is gradually getting warmer, but squatting with my head is afraid of cold at night, I always want to sleep with me, there is a self-recommended warm bed, I naturally smile and don't thank you, although I can't use it further.

So it's easy to wake me up anytime, anywhere.

"Langzhong, there is something to be done......

In the bright light outside, someone whispered

I touched the hot dagger blade in my arms, and then felt the cold touch of the hard crossbow, which made me feel much more relieved.

I looked, and in the dim white glass lantern was the anxious face of the young steward.

"What's ......?"

Holding my head and squatting down to help me put on my thick robe, a short horizontal knife was pulled out from under the futon and tied it in a holster around my waist.

"Someone was hurt...... Please take a look at Langzhong."

"Just come."

I sighed, and after all the exercises in the previous days, my methods of dealing with external injuries were already very decent.

"Come with me......"

I carried the medicine box, under the light of the flickering lantern, squinted and walked out of the shed, and shivered with a bitter taste of night dew.

The camp was quiet, and most of the people rested by the fire, except for a few of the people who served the cattle, adding the night feed, and the snorting of the cattle.

We camped in a large village, and there was a wooden wall to prevent bandits, so after spending some money, we had houses and barns to use.

But after all, there are only a few houses, like me and squatting with my head, sleeping directly in the cart under the straw shed, three sides are covered with a mat, and then surrounded by a mat before and after, you can isolate most of the sound and sight, and you can sleep well wrapped in a quilt, most people do not have this treatment,

If the conditions are good, they can make a tent, huddle together to rest, and almost lay a piece of felt against the wall, tie one end to the wall, press it with a stone, and lie down in a small corner to sleep, as for those handymen and porters, they can only find a flat ground, lay down their clothes and wrap a piece of cloth, and spend the night.

The difference in status and class is reflected in these dark corners.

There are more than a dozen large car main houses parked around, which were originally ancestral halls and earthen temples, so although they show traces of disrepair and decay, the pattern and space are larger and more spacious than other buildings.

Before I entered the door, I could smell a fresh smell of blood, and all kinds of blank, hesitant, suspicious, incomprehensible, and anxious expressions on the faces of people who had been awakened, filled the air with the peculiar smell and faint uneasiness that emanated.

Before this, there had been a dispute in the small room at the back of the ancestral hall

"Why do you want to find a ...... in Lang Zhong who joins halfway?"

"Because he's the only one we can find right now,"

"They must be dealt with ......"

"Unless you want people to die with a stomach full of missing"

"Those people mainly deployed the interception force on the sea, and taking the land route became a dangerous move......

"But I didn't expect it, something went wrong......"

"At the moment, we are running out of resources that we can muster, and we must cherish every bit of precious strength......

"The local government can't be trusted, and the word is ignorant, but it's much darker than those bandits......"

Passing through the hall, you go around to a private room that is covered by a temporary curtain behind the wooden shrine where the tablet of the god was originally enshrined.

Then I saw the young steward standing with the captain of the nursing home and the leader of the house, and they stared at me with complicated expressions, as if they wanted to see flowers on my face. It wasn't until there was a groan inside that he quickly brought me in.

I couldn't help but chuckle in my heart when I saw the bloodless person lying on the collapse and his breathing was so weak that it was dispensable.

Although I am a fake three-legged cat, I have been in the robber den of Liangshan for a long time, and I can easily tell that this kind of trauma on the other party's body is not like an accident or a mistake, which can be caused.

The rolled flesh and bones of the severed fingers were not injuries caused by accidentally stumbling while walking or falling on horseback too quickly, but by slashing with heavy weapons such as heavy knives and axes.

And the shape and position of the wounds that spread from the opponent's front body, which could only lie on his side, to the ribs and back, were more like the result of a tragic battle, a siege from all directions, and an attack with a long-range bow and crossbow.

No one or any force capable of bringing about such an outcome is very good, let alone ordinary bandits, and it seems that I am in some big trouble again.

Extraordinarily preferential treatment and care, there is really nothing good. But I've come here, and I can't afford to back down or regret anything.

While calming my mind, I opened the medicine box and revealed a set of small knives fixed with leather goods on the lid and upper layer, as well as needles and threads and scissors, all of which I collected and transformed on the road.

For example, the elbow scissors are bought from the fat powder shop, the long scissors that modify the eyebrows, and then burn red and bend them in the blacksmith shop; Several specifications of scalpel blades and curved needles are also specially customized by hardware craftsmen; Hemostats and retainers were selected from the castration's tools.

By sorting out these utensils, I can get my thoughts cleared up, and then I put on the innermost leather gloves and check the condition of the injured person without touching them, and try to make myself look professional.

"Boiling water, charcoal fire,"

Initially judging the size of the wounds, the possible risk of internal and external bleeding and the urgency of treatment, I quietly commanded,

"And cotton cloth torn to the width of a finger, and silk is not needed. Scalded with boiling water"

Unexpectedly, I didn't see a doctor, I asked first, and those people were still coveting each other.

"What are you still doing ......?"

Until a voice scolded

"Go and do it......"

They just started to move in a hurry.

"Irrelevant people all go out, except for sending things......"

I continued.

"There are many people and the air is dirty, and it is even worse for the injured and sick."

"The charcoal fire should be closer to the dampness and maintain the body temperature......"

"But the windows should be ventilated so that smoke does not accumulate......"

"Lang Zhong,"

An impatient voice.

"What do you think of ......?"

"Just obey the destiny of heaven and do your best......"

I said with a cold face.

"This is a ...... where new injuries and old injuries are dragged together for disposal"

Of course, I have to be as strict as I can so that I can downplay the impact of any eventuality in the end.

"Being able to breathe so far, it can be regarded as a very good physical foundation and will......

Surprisingly, there were no accusations or doubts, and they all remained somewhat silent, or could not be sure of my accusations.

Although the young steward, who had sworn to me before, was a brother who had gone out to explore the outpost, and had escaped with serious injuries. But judging from their various solemn and concerned attitudes, it can be explained by more than just a nursing home or a righteous outpost.

Then I dared to use the experience of dozens of cases on Liangshan, including people and animals, to deal with this complex situation.

"Bleeding again......"

A slight tremor of my fingers, the plasma gushing out of the second laceration wound flowed all over my hands, and I said with a blank face

"Just plug it with a cloth ball, and then do the stitching ......"

"Spurting blood......!"

"Tie up the arteries...... Wait until I stitch it up."

"What, I don't know what the artery is, just clamp here with your fingers......"

"What is the place where it is tied up is purple and bruised......"

"It's good to prick a needle and open a small opening to drain it......"

"The skin and flesh are turned over, just pin it with a long needle, just like a roast goose in another way......"

"What, don't you know how to roast goose in Guangdong......"

"Hey, it's here again, if you don't want to die, hold people down......"

"Out of gas? , prick him with a needle, Baihui, Renzhong, and the tiger's mouth......"

"This is the most sensitive part of the human body to pain, and if you react, you can save ......"

In the process of looking for one, the other party was woken up by my tossing pain, and passed out several times in pain. Then I finally found some kind of two-dimensional characters named Strange Doctor Fran, Killing Doctor Ranmaru, and Ghost Doctor Black Jack, that kind of hot-blooded feeling. The knife rises and falls, and the rope flies.

"Find some soybean oil, no soybean oil, rapeseed oil or tea oil,"

"It must be precipitated and filtered, if it is old goods that have been put for a long time, it is the best,"

"Carefully apply all the wounds aside,"

"Don't fool me with lard or anything, if you don't want to break the dead......"

Watching me skillfully close the last slightly larger wound and bite off the tail line, they still haven't recovered from some kind of unclear feeling.

"Find a piece of wood, the harder the better, and cut it into an arm-length concave board,"

"The noodles should be grilled over charcoal fire, and then polished clean so that they can be splinted."

"Tie it crosswise with a clean strip of cloth to the cracked bone to prevent it from moving, and it can grow on its own......"

"If the blood flows a lot, pour more brown sugar water to make up for it, and it must be thick......"

"You can't move lightly, and you can't get on the wine and spicy and fishy things, otherwise you'll be waiting to die of ......."

After explaining this, watching them jump at my behest to do so, I finally got a little bit.

"Then the next ......"

I took a deep breath and said indifferently with some tiredness,

"Don't sue me, you only have this one wounded...... I smell blood from somewhere else."

"No......"

Only then did they come back to their senses in a bit of confusion and hurriedly went to make arrangements. Another man was carried in, but the injuries were slightly minor, and the priest was able to remain conscious.

There were four wounded people in all, but because of the delay, one of them died not long after they returned. That's why they rushed to the hospital and decided to find me.

By the time I had dealt with the wounded, the blood-stained copper basin was littered with all sorts of extracts, all sorts of blades and splinters, branches and leaves, and sawdust, as well as a few intact flat-headed arrows.

"A full set of utensils, take it to boiling water and boil it twice, and you can continue to use it......"

But then when it came to dealing with the last wounded person who didn't seem so strict, trouble arose.