"Dare to ask what the young man is called?"

"My name is Wu Qiang, martial arts are strong, martial arts are strong." Such a shameless introduction, this is a habit that Wu Qiang has cultivated for many years.

"In Xia Pan Afu, thank you Wu Shaoxia for coming to the rescue." While Pan Afu expressed his gratitude to Wu Qiang, he did not forget to take the initiative to introduce himself.

"You are older than me, then I will call you Brother Pan, and don't call me any Shaoxia, it sounds awkward, you can call me Xiao Wu, Xiao Qiang, or call me by my name." Wu Qiang is really a little uncomfortable with the red tape of ancient times.

Pan Afu said boldly: "Since this is the case, then I will make a big deal and call you a martial brother, okay?" ”

"Okay." Wu Qiang is quite concerned about his own safety at the moment, "Brother Pan, this is not a place to stay for a long time, we just fought with the Qing soldiers, if there are Qing soldiers coming over, we will be more auspicious." ”

Pan Afu waved his hand indifferently and said: "There will be no more officers and soldiers coming, they are chasing me all the way, hiss......" His movements were a little too big, affecting the wound, and let out a muffled snort.

"Brother Pan, don't speak, I'll help you deal with the wound."

Pan Afu said weakly in some voices: "Don't bother, I'm afraid it won't work, I just ask you to help me do one thing." ”

"Brother Pan, as long as your injuries are dealt with, they are not as serious as you said."

Pan Afu shook his head a little disappointed and said, "Brother Wu, don't comfort me, you know your own affairs." The weapons of those dogs and traitors were soaked in horse manure, and it was difficult for the wounded to heal, and my wound would drain pus in a few days, and finally festered and died. ”

Wu Qiang said very confidently: "What should I do? Brother Pan, please rest assured, these are all small threads, oh no, it's a small meaning, as long as the brother makes a move, it is guaranteed that it won't be long before you will still be alive. ”

Pan Afu thought that this was just Wu Qiang's explanation of his words, but looking at Wu Qiang's confident appearance, out of a desire for life, he still preferred to believe Wu Qiang's words, and said with some excitement: "Brother Wu, you let it go, I will hand over more than 100 catties to Pan Afu." ”

"Don't be so exaggerated, just bandage and treat the wound, Brother Pan, don't be nervous."

As the saying goes, a long illness becomes a doctor. Wu Qiang has been engaged in parkour activities for many years, and there are some bumps and bumps, and there is still some level of treatment for trauma. He probably checked Pan Afu's injuries, and found that Pan Afu's most serious wound was only a three-inch-long cut on his waist, the wound was not too deep, but it needed to be stitched up, and the rest were some skin injuries, which could be solved by applying some Yunnan Baiyao.

However, if this kind of injury was in ancient times when there was a lack of antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs, and the weapons were soaked in horse dung, which was stained with all kinds of germs, it was easy to cause wound infection and inflammation, and even tetanus, which is also an important reason why Pan Afu was so pessimistic.

There was a first-aid kit among the items that Wu Qiang was caring, and it was not far away, and Wu Qiang rushed back in less than two minutes. After all, saving people is like fighting fire, and looking at the corpses on the ground also makes him feel very uncomfortable. If suddenly there is a clear army, the situation is not good.

Wu Qiang first gave Pan Afu two painkillers, after all, the wound was too long, and it would be more painful to stitch up.

"Ah...... What is this? It's cool and swishing, and it's not refreshing at all. When Wu Qiang cleaned the wound with alcohol cotton, Pan Afu had not been baptized in this regard, and he couldn't help but inhale cold air in pain.

"This is an alcohol cotton that makes the wound less susceptible to suppuration." Wu Qiang replied while continuing to disinfect Pan Afu's wounds.

Pan Afu was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "Then you can use a little more alcohol cotton to prevent the wound from really suppurating." ”

Wu Qiang smiled and said, "Brother Pan, I'm going to stitch up your wounds, it may hurt a little later, you have to endure some." ”

Pan Afu said stiffly: "Come on, I didn't pay attention to this little injury." ”

Wu Qiang had eight stitches, and Pan Afu just kept inhaling in pain during the whole process, but he never screamed. This made Wu Qiang secretly praise in his heart, Pan Afu is really a tough guy.

"Brother Pan, what is the era name now?" During the stitching, in order to distract Pan Afu's attention and inquire about the situation by the way, Wu Qiang asked such a question.

"Eleven years of Kangxi."

Wu Qiang only learned a little bit of the so-called Kangqian prosperous era in history class, as for the Kangxi described in the TV series "Kangxi Dynasty" and Jin Yong's novel "The Legend of Deer and Ding", they are basically, and they can't be taken seriously at all.

"Brother Pan, do you know what kind of place this is?"

"This is Sheshan, in the territory of Songjiang Prefecture."

"What's that...... Which province is Songjiang Province in? Wu Qiang is very embarrassed, he has been engaged in parkour for many years, and the knowledge he originally learned has basically been returned to the teacher, but he still has to continue to ask questions shamelessly.

Pan Afu glanced at Wu Qiang in surprise and replied: "In the previous dynasty, Songjiang Prefecture belonged to Nanzhili, and after the Tatars entered the customs, it was changed to Jiangnan Province, and a few years ago, Jiangnan Province was divided into Jiangsu and Anhui provinces, and Songjiang Prefecture belonged to Jiangsu Province. ”

Wu Qiang suddenly had a feeling that he hated less when the book was used, but he also felt that it was not good to ask too much, so he knew that he was now in Jiangsu.

Pan Afu also had doubts in his heart: "Brother Wu, forgive me for being clumsy, I have never seen you dressed like this, and I can't hear your accent." ”

Wu Qiang's Mandarin is quite passable, but he will always unconsciously mix some hometown accents from the Northeast. Even if Wu Qiang's history is white, he also knows that the Northeast is in a state of blockade at this time, and the Manchu Qing Dynasty strictly forbids Han people to enter the Northeast without permission.

The Han people in the northeast poured in from several provinces in the Guandong at the end of the Qing Dynasty, and Wu Qiang really didn't know how to answer Pan Afu.

"I'm returning from overseas, as for how I ended up here, I have no comment, and I ask Brother Pan for forgiveness." Wu Qiang can only stubbornly talk nonsense.

Pan Afu said very generously: "It doesn't matter, who doesn't have something secret." ”

"No wonder the Tartars can rob the Han people, and even the dog's legs are so strong in combat." Wu Qiang cleverly changed the topic, but the combat effectiveness of the Qing soldiers just now also left a deep impression on him.

Pan Afu said disdainfully: "Bullshit, those doglegs are all the personal soldiers of the Zhenbiao Battalion under the command of Wu Song's general soldier Qi Guotai. ”

Wu Qiang almost misunderstood, and thought that the force value of people in this era was relatively high, and it turned out that the people he had just dealt with were some elites, and he could be a personal soldier for the general soldiers, so he was naturally selected elite.

At this time, Pan Afu's wound was stitched up, and Wu Qiang sprinkled some Yunnan Baiyao on the wound, and then bandaged it again. The rest of Pan Afu's body was covered with some skin injuries, but Wu Qiang still cleaned it with alcohol cotton.

Originally, Pan Afu was still a little suspicious of Wu Qiang, but when Wu Qiang treated his wound and the effect of the painkillers worked, Pan Afu was full of praise for Wu Qiang's medical skills, which made Wu Qiang blush.

At the request of Pan Afu, Wu Qiang searched the corpses of six Qing soldiers, and found a total of nearly 100 copper coins, more than 20 taels of silver, and three silver tickets with a denomination of 10 taels.

Seeing these belongings, Wu Qiang's eyes lit up, if he has money, he can go all over the world, but if he doesn't have money, he can't move an inch, Wu Qiang came to this era, it can be said that he is penniless, which makes him very insecure.

Maybe it was out of the psychology of repaying the favor, or maybe it was really not interested in money, Pan Afu asked Wu Qiang to keep these belongings, Wu Qiang couldn't help but be overjoyed, and couldn't wait to hug Pan Afu and kiss him. Of course, Pan Afu's face is full of beard, and Wu Qiang can't talk about it.

No time, no tools, no physical strength, the corpses of six Qing soldiers, and in the end, Wu Qiang just broke some branches and weeds to cover them.

Helping Pan Afu out of the grove, Wu Qiang found that Sheshan couldn't be compared with Wulong Mountain at all, and how he was teleported from Wulong Mountain, thousands of miles away, to Sheshan, he guessed that it might be due to the distortion of time and space, which just sucked him into the crack, and his crossing definitely had something to do with the fog.

Seeing Wu Qiang's stacked items, Pan Afu couldn't help but open his mouth in shock, those boxes and bags were printed with colorful patterns, and there were some strange words and symbols, mainly English letters, simplified Chinese characters and Arabic numerals, which he had never seen.

Although these novelties were attractive to Pan Afu, he did not get too close to the stacked items. After all, Wu Qiang has a life-saving grace for him, and he has no intention of snooping into Wu Qiang's secrets. But he felt that there was a mystery in Wu Qiang.

Wu Qiang looked at the stacked items, and was really reluctant to give up, so he said with a headache: "It seems that these things can't be taken away." ”

At this time, a horse neighing suddenly came from not far away, Wu Qiang's face suddenly changed, and he said in a little panic: "Brother Pan, let's run quickly, it may be that the Qing soldiers are coming." As he spoke, he stepped forward to go to Lapan Afu.

Pan Afu just frowned, stopped Wu Qiang's behavior, and said: "Not necessarily, if the officers and soldiers came on horseback, the sound of horses' hooves would have been heard a long time ago, and it was impossible to be silent, not even a little sound." ”

Wu Qiang felt that it made sense when he heard it, and in order to hide his embarrassment, he patted his ass and said: "Brother Pan is still experienced, and he deserves to be an old man, so I'll go and see the situation." ”

Outside the grove, Wu Qiang found six horses, two of which were war horses, and the horses' rumps were also branded, which Pan Afu told Wu Qiang.

Even with these six horses, Wu Qiang felt that he couldn't carry the stacked items, so he whimsically hoped that the van could also pass with him, but unfortunately he didn't get what he wanted.

Pan Afu still has experience in the end, although he is unable to move, but under his guidance, Wu Qiang tied up the stacked items and put them on the backs of five horses, and the remaining one was left for Pan Afu to ride.