The shadow of the remnant of winter has not yet left, the footsteps of spring are coming silently, patches of red leaves and clumps of tender buds are dotted among the forests, and life in the mountains and fields is slowly awakening.

Squinting at the sunset, Chengzong carried the back basket containing pots and pans into Wu Ming's newly built wooden house, Xiao Chengyuan threw the quilt on his shoulders on the sturdy wooden bed, ran to the stone fireplace and squatted down for a while, and then ran to the back of the wooden house, curiously looking at the clear mountain spring that Wu Ming attracted with bamboo.

The delicate wooden houses two feet above the ground were all made of bamboo and wood on the mountain, and the roofs were covered with neatly peeled pine and cypress bark.

I remember that on the day the hut was completed, the Bingzhen Taoist who took a disregard for this came unexpectedly and left without saying a word for a while.

Wu Ming's heart was full of gratitude, he knew that since the day he proposed to Chengzong to build a wooden house, he had received the tacit approval of the head of the Daoist Bingzhen, otherwise the brothers of Chengzong would not have come over to help every day, let alone take the initiative to go down the mountain to borrow tools such as saws, ink fountains, and chisels. During this period, Wu Ming followed Chengzong down the mountain into the city many times to buy, wearing a Taoist robe that he was used to, and a green Taoist hat on his head, and no one doubted his identity seven or eight times back and forth.

For several months, every few days, Wu Ming would take the initiative to go to the middle hall to greet the head of the Daoist Bingzhen, but this master of the square was like gold, and every time he just nodded kindly, at most he snorted twice and let Wu Ming take care of himself.

In this regard, Wu Ming once asked Chengzong suspiciously, and Chengzong explained that Uncle Shi is this kind of character, he is persistent in cultivating every day, he doesn't like words, and he just gets used to it.

Chengzong walked out of the wooden house, leaned on the sturdy pine fence, looked at the vast mountains in front of him and whispered: "Brother Wu, Uncle said that you are not finished, don't look at you building a house and opening a road, but this small place can't keep you, you may leave at any time." ”

Wu Ming hesitated for a moment, leaned against the fence and asked in a low voice, "What do you think?" ”

"I can't tell you clearly, I thought you would stay, but after going down the mountain with you a few times, I feel that you will always leave, and in the past few days, this premonition has become more and more serious."

Chengzong paused and turned to Wu Ming with a complicated expression: "Brother Wu, it's hard for me to believe that you are a native who has never traveled far away, although you never say what you think, but I feel that you seem to be very familiar with the outside world and understand a lot of things, which makes it impossible for people to see through." I grew up in Taoism, to put it mildly, after the age of seven, among the 800 disciples of our generation, I have always been recognized by the elders as a leader, but I have never seen anyone who can in just half a year, from not being able to hold a pen to learning a good hand, can learn the "Tao Te Ching" and have their own opinions, and at such an old age to practice martial arts is actually a small success. ”

Speaking of this, Chengzong raised his hand and pointed: "There is also the rapid construction method of this house, as well as the interior and exterior layout of the novel shape, all of which are unexpected, even Uncle Shi was surprised after seeing it." I've seen you use a bamboo stick to draw on the ground of the calculation symbols, once you drew a piece of symbols without remembering to erase it, although I can't understand it, but I know that you write in foreign language, I don't know where you learned it, but I feel more and more that Uncle Shi's words are right, the world here is too small, I can't keep you. ”

Wu Ming smiled weakly, thought for a moment and said in a low voice: "Up to now, I don't know where to go, the world outside is too chaotic, and the warlords are fighting everywhere, I don't know if I can live well after I go out, I feel uneasy, alas! Even if I really want to leave one day, I will tell you in advance. ”

"Where are you going?" Seongjong asked.

Wu Ming shook his head: "I don't know how to go, maybe go to Shanghai, maybe go to Guangzhou, and after saving some money, see if I can go abroad and have a long experience." ”

Chengzong nodded silently: "After the Green Dragon Festival, Uncle Shi will return to the ancestral court of Longhu Mountain to serve, pray that there will be a new abbot in the True Temple, I will follow Uncle Shi back to Longhu Mountain, I can almost leave the teacher, after leaving the school, I usually need to leave the ancestral court and travel down the mountain for a period of time, alas! I really want to go outside with you, but I'm afraid I don't have this fate. ”

"How can there be no fate, if you want, I'd rather not cut off this long hair and walk around with you in a Taoist robe." Wu Mingle laughed hajlenly.

Chengzong was a little moved, Chengyuan came to stand next to the two of them for a while, and couldn't help but cry out anxiously: "Senior brother, Brother Wu, if you all leave, what will I do?" ”

Wu Mingha smiled, and Chengzong shook his head with a smile: "Senior brother, you are a closed disciple of your uncle, and you will only turn twelve years old next year, how can the master allow you to go down the mountain?" Unlawfulness. Besides, you have just laid a foundation, and there are still a lot of things to cultivate, so you shouldn't have delusions before you become a teacher, understand? ”

"But ......" Chengyuan's eyes were full of disappointment.

Cheng Zongle was happy, looked at the sky and suggested: "The sun is going down, let's go back together, there is no oil, salt, sauce and vinegar here, and you will have another fire tomorrow." ”

The three of them returned to Qizhenguan to cook on the fire, and Chengzong deliberately took down a hanging of smoked venison and instructed Chengyuan to go to the treasury to fetch the altar of soju.

At night, the lights in the backyard were bright, Wu Ming and Chengzong were still whispering wine, and the mellow wine dispelled the faint sadness in each other's hearts. More than half a catty of soju went down, Chengzong Junxiu's face was slightly ruddy, he told Wu Ming that he had turned eighteen last month and could drink, and he had secretly drunk his uncle's wine before, but he didn't dare to drink more, and he didn't know how much he drank.

Wu Ming didn't know how much he didn't get drunk with his body, but the good thing was that most of the wine was down, his eyes were not dazzling and his hands were not shaking, he didn't feel obvious discomfort, and he seemed to have a lot of potential.

Chengyuan, who had secretly drunk a few sips of wine, climbed onto the low couch and fell asleep, Wu Ming got up and opened the quilt to cover Chengyuan, Chengzong looked at it silently without saying a word, and when Wu Ming came back and sat down, he touched a glass with Wu Ming again.

Chengzong put down the wine glass and stood up: "Don't drink it, Brother Wu, let's go out of the wine and sweat when we go out, your pile skills have entered the country very quickly in the past six months, and the foundation is already there, I will give you another set of boxing techniques." ”

Wu Ming was overjoyed, stood up and followed Chengzong out of the door, and before he could stand still when he entered the courtyard, he faintly heard a rapid knock on the door, the two glanced at each other, and ran to the front hall almost at the same time, and heard a call from outside, and immediately went up to open the courtyard door.

Under the bright torches outside the door, three men from Tianjia Village saw Chengzong and immediately shouted that a group of wild boars broke into the village and injured people.

When Chengzong heard this, he instructed Wu Ming to accompany the villagers and trot to report to his uncle. In less than a quarter of an hour, the chief of the Taoist Bingzhen led Chengzong out in a hurry, comforted the villagers a few words, and ordered Chengzong, who was carrying the sandalwood medicine box, to go down the mountain immediately to save people. Wu Ming asked to go with Chengzong, and Daoist Bingzhen thought about it and agreed, and waved everyone to hurry up.

The stone steps down the mountain are winding but not difficult to walk, a group of people are hurrying with torches, usually an hour to finish the road, everyone rushed to Tianjia Village in less than half an hour, did not enter the village to see the figure of longing, heard a cry, obviously the whole village was shaken.

Sweating profusely, Wu Ming and Chengzong followed the three men into a relatively spacious room, the bright room was full of men, women and children, and the crying villagers suppressed their voices when they saw Chengzong and a strange Taoist priest enter.

On a row of doors in the center of the room lay five bloody men, two of whom had their faces covered with white cloths and were apparently out of breath.

Chengzong showed a calm and calm that did not match his age, put down the medicine box without saying a word, squatted down to check the injuries of the three living people one by one, and then gave up the seriously injured who were lying in the middle and were already unconscious, opened the medicine box and began to rescue the other.

Wu Ming was at a loss on the side, wanting to help but not knowing how to help. The atmosphere in the room was tense and oppressive, and the crying was much softer, and everyone was almost nervously staring at Seungjong's hands.

The family of the seriously injured in the middle saw that Chengzong gave up on treating his relatives, and immediately understood that there was no salvation, and the family cried bitterly under the grief, and the village woman who cried so much that she couldn't care about anything anymore, and threw herself on the seriously injured person in the middle: "The child, his father, how can you bear to leave our family behind......"

The villagers on the side also cried, and the whole house was in chaos.

Wu Ming clearly saw that the seriously injured person under the village woman was still alive, her feet were trembling disorderly, her Adam's apple was still squirming slightly, and below the inner side of her right thigh, which was tied with hemp rope, the half-foot-long wound was turned outward and the bones were deep and visible, the broken blood vessels were still bleeding, and the pale face and **'s body were covered with scars.

After a slight hesitation, Wu Ming stepped over in two steps, put his hand on the neck of the seriously injured, and immediately pulled away from the village woman after stopping for a moment: "Don't cry, the person is not dead yet, if you press him like this again, I am afraid that he will die faster." ”

The village woman was so frightened that she forgot to cry, and the surrounding villagers quieted down one after another, looking at the strange Wu Ming with a pair of eyes in shock, only Chengzong didn't seem to be affected by anything, and after bandaging the first injured person, he changed his position and then stopped the second injured person.

Wu Ming had no bottom in his heart at all, but he couldn't bear to watch an injured person who could be saved die, and in a hurry, he could only go into battle with his head in danger, relying on the poor first aid theoretical knowledge in his brain to do his duty, and the dead horse became a live horse doctor.

Pulling open the tattered clothes covering the lower body of the wounded, untying the hemp rope that was tied to the root of the thigh, a stream of blood arrows suddenly spurted out from the broken blood vessels at the wound, Wu Ming hurriedly tightened the hemp rope, and shouted "Take a cloth to bring", and a man on the side immediately untied the cloth belt and handed it over.

Wu Ming took the belt, quickly tied the root of the injured man's thigh, untied the hemp rope and carefully observed the wound and broken blood vessels, saw that the blood flowed out a little and quickly stopped, raised his head and ordered loudly again: "I want the strongest soju, scissors, cotton gauze, and tweezers...... No tweezers, a new pair of chopsticks, and needles and threads! ”

The two men in the crowd agreed loudly and quickly got what Wu Ming needed.

Wu Ming poured half a jar of liquor into a clean wooden basin, then threw everything into the liquor and soaked, his hands also soaked in the liquor for a long time, wrung out a ball of cotton and began to wipe the wound, and then carefully fiddled with the curved tube in the huge wound of the wounded.

A quarter of an hour later, Wu Ming tied the broken blood vessel with a thread, his hands trembled slightly, and his whole body was sweating profusely. After trembling, he picked up chopsticks and grabbed the cotton yarn and began to debride, which took more than half an hour. Chengzong had already finished treating the two injured people, and asked someone to carry them away and immediately came to Wu Ming's side to squat, watching curiously as Wu Ming treated his wounds.

More than half an hour passed, Wu Ming completed the wound suturing in front of everyone, then wiped the wound and surrounding skin with cotton yarn, untied the cloth belt at the base of the injured man's thigh, nervously observed the suture for a long time, and nervously stared at Chengzong to apply Daomen secret medicine ointment to the suture, and then sat on the ground:

"It's the only way, if you can't wake up, or if you wake up and get infected and die, it's possible, let it be fate......