Wang Xiaoshuai shouted a few times, but saw that no one answered. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info sank his breath and walked in the direction of the stream, after all, this ethereal and quiet place, the only place where there was a little noise was the stream of the earth.

'When'

Suddenly, he tripped over something under his feet, but fortunately he held on to a peach tree next to him so that he would not fall.

"Ah, the ghost!"

Wang Xiaoshuai looked at it, and it turned out that there was a person under the peach tree. Xiao Shuai screamed in fright, jumped out two meters away, leaned slightly, saw that the person lying down was motionless, and had the courage to rub in front of the person. Leaned down slightly, glanced at the man's face, and then breathed a sigh of relief and relieved his heart.

It turned out to be a personable and beautiful young man. If this person is a ghost, it is definitely not a blue-faced and fanged ghost, but a delicate and lovely gentle ghost.

The moonlight shone through the peach leaves, and the boy was spotted.

Looking at the age, he should be about the same age as himself, although his eyes are closed, it can be seen that his facial features are all right, his face is delicate, and his figure is also very standard.

But what is strange to Wang Xiaoshuai is that this young man is wearing an ancient costume. On his head, the green silk pulled up a cow's heart and pinned a golden hairpin. Wears a short black satin shirt and trousers, and a black silk ribbon around her waist. One black cowhide boot underneath his feet, the other one missing. Could it be that he sings? Wang Xiaoshuai thought about it again, and just now he seemed to say: "This is Dakangguo."

Da Kangguo? Is this a drama?

Wang Xiaoshuai was puzzled. Hurriedly crouched down and took a closer look. I saw that the boy's shirt was scratched. And there is a bruise on the forehead. There were broken peach branches beside the boy.

"Huh! Wake up! ”

Wang Xiaoshuai pushed the young man. The boy snorted weakly. There was no more response. Wang Xiaoshuai helped the boy up and let him sit against the tree, and suddenly found that the boy's ankle was still oozing blood.

Wang Xiaoshuai nodded. It is likely that the boy fell down from the mountain, but fortunately he was picked by the fork of the peach branch, which played a shock-absorbing role, so he did not die.

Now it's time to stop the bleeding from the boy's ankle. Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoshuai immediately lowered his head and began to look for herbs from the grass under his feet.

When Wang Xiaoshuai was five years old, his father began to teach him the names of various dishes and their functions. He often took him to the mountains or the wilderness to practice it himself, and he knew early on what grass had the function of stopping bleeding.

He lowered his head and slowly searched for the moonlight that poured down like the Milky Way. It just so happened that it was spring, and the green grass on the ground was everywhere. After a while, Wang Xiaoshuai discovered several hemostatic drugs.

Ah, there are so many varieties and species that I can't count them.

Wang Xiaoshuai was overjoyed and chose two fast-acting hemostatic drugs, side white leaves and squid bones. Chew them up with his mouth, apply them directly to the boy's wounds, and tear off a strip of the boy's belt and wrap it around the wounds.

The bleeding has stopped, and there should be no worries about life. Wang Xiaoshuai saw that the young man was not yet awake, so he looked for some anti-inflammatory herbs in the field, took off all the young man's clothes and pants, chewed the herbs, and smeared the young man's whole body with herbal juice.

Before you know it, the sky is already the color of a fish's belly. The dawn had not yet reached the valley, but it had already dyed the tops of the cliffs on both sides of its head a clear yellow color, and the thick-foliage shrubs that grew in the valley sprinkled a burst of dew on the two of them as soon as a breeze blew.

"Who are you!?"

Wang Xiaoshuai was still engrossed in rubbing the young man's body, but he was kicked by a big foot. He sat down firmly on the ground, and when he looked up, he saw that the young man in front of him was looking at him with wary eyes, his brows furrowed.

"Are you awake?"

Wang Xiaoshuai didn't mind falling a fart. Seeing the young man wake up, he felt a sense of accomplishment in helping others. He stood up, picked up the boy's clothes, handed them to the boy, and said to the boy with a smile, "Put on the clothes quickly."

"Ahh You?! ”

Only then did the boy notice that he was naked, and immediately a flush appeared on his face. He looked at Wang Xiaoshuai angrily and scolded: "Shameless." Then he pulled his shirt and pants, and was just about to put them on, when he said "ouch" and threw them down again.

"If the injury is not good, don't move around."

Wang Xiaoshuai half-knelt in front of the boy and dressed the boy.

"What are you doing!?" The boy asked, dodging.

"It's all big men who are afraid of something! I saved you, I wiped you with anti-inflammatory drugs and you woke up" Wang Xiaoshuai explained to the boy while dressing him.

Only then did the young man notice his body, glanced at his bandaged ankles, and saw that his body was covered with bright green moisturization, and frowned. Sniffing lightly on his shoulder, his eyes closed, and he said slowly and thoughtfully: "Prunella vulgaris, Houttuynia cordata, desmodium." ”

"Hey! You are really amazing" Wang Xiaoshuai dressed the young man in his clothes and pants, looked at the young man with admiration, suddenly thought about it, and said with relief: "I thought you were singing, it turns out that you are a traditional Chinese medicine doctor"

What kind of singing, Chinese medicine?

The young man was asked inexplicably by Wang Xiaoshuai's words, and it was really strange to look at Xiaoshuai's dress. Draw a big-mouthed monkey in front of a white cotton suit? The blue quilt is really not made of any material, but it looks thick and hard. Why does the sole of the shoes on the feet extend all the way to the toes? How can hair, in particular, be shaved so short?

However, seeing that Xiaoshuai saves himself regardless of his hard work, he can't be a bad person. Looking at Xiaoshuai and himself at the same age, and with two big dimples in one smile, it is really eye-catching.

The young man said: "I am the prince of Da Kangguo, and my surname is Kang and the word Bohe." Thank you for the rescue, see the strong man dressed strangely, where did the strong man come from, and who is his name? ”

Wang Xiaoshuai only felt a buzz in his head, and he was suddenly shocked.

Wang Xiaoshuai was surprised not by Kang Xian's status as a prince, but, what? This is Da Kangguo!

"Isn't it! I crossed over!? Wang Xiaoshuai blurted out endlessly.

Unexpectedly, he was attacked by a stuffy stick and traveled to an unknown country. Great Kangguo! Which dynasty is this? Didn't you talk about it in the textbooks? How can you survive here without a reference? My dad is still waiting for me to cut the side dishes! Can he do it all by himself? Final exams are left in two days! I haven't done my homework yet......

Wang Xiaoshuai was not sad when he thought of this.

"Strong! What's wrong with you" Kang Xian's demeanor towards Wang Xiaoshuai is really unclear, so, it's just an exchange of names, as for such a fuss?

When Wang Xiaoshuai heard Kang Xian call himself, he immediately reacted, settled down, and hurriedly replied: "My name is Wang Xiaoshuai, and I am from another country. Uh......" Wang Xiaoshuai thought about it, organized the language, and said: "Just because I was killed by a traitor, I don't know why I came here"

Kang Xian's eyes lit up, his eyebrows raised, and he blurted out: "You were also victimized by a traitor?" ......" suddenly felt that his words were abrupt again, so he changed the topic and asked, "I don't know what the strong man does for a living, and who else is in the family?" ”