Lao Zhangtou was stunned for a moment, then suddenly trembled, and his pants suddenly became wet.

He didn't feel ashamed at all, and he only had a strong sense of the aftermath of the catastrophe in his heart, as if he had walked through the ghost gate.

I don't know how long it took, but finally someone couldn't help but come over, looking around the man on top of the tiger corpse, and talking about it again and again.

"It's really a human being, this person is so badly injured, I don't know if it's dead or alive......"

"This man seems to have fallen from the sky and stoned the spotted tiger to death, he saved us......"

“......”

After Lao Zhangtou finally recovered, he opened up the crowd, walked over slowly, bent down and stretched out his hand to probe the man's nose.

He ...... He's not dead, and he still ...... breathing," he said excitedly.

Everyone suddenly exclaimed: "It's unbelievable that you haven't died after being so seriously injured......"

"But seeing that he is so badly injured, I guess he won't survive, or we should ignore him......"

The rest fell silent.

Oh, yes!

They were all poor people, otherwise they would not have participated in the tiger hunt for these ten taels of silver.

Bringing such a wounded person back, not to mention that eating and drinking is a problem, it costs a lot of money just to treat the wound.

Steward Wu squeezed out of the crowd, and stopped talking: "This person's origin is unknown, I think it's still ......."

"No way!"

Lao Zhangtou suddenly opened his mouth and interrupted him: "Steward Wu, don't forget, if it weren't for this person, we would all die......"

Everyone was silent again, and Steward Wu looked ashamed.

"Steward Wu!"

Lao Zhangtou softened his face and said, "You said earlier that we killed the tiger, ten taels of silver per person, and the most contributed was given twenty taels, does it count?"

"Count, naturally count. Steward Wu nodded.

"That's good!"

Lao Zhangtou said: "Tian Peng is dead, I don't want the ten taels of silver, you give Tian Peng's share and my share to his family, as for the twenty taels, you have to treat this person's injuries." ”

When the rest of the people heard him say this, they all looked ashamed, and Li Liuzhi took over and said, "Give half of my ten taels of silver to Lao Zhangtou." ”

"I also promised five taels of silver in my share to treat this little brother's wounds, whether he can survive or not depends on his own creation......

"And my ......"

The rest spoke one after another.

......

Dongzhang Village, a small village with a combined population of less than 500, was named Dongzhang Village because the local surname is Zhang.

"Bell...... Clang...... Bell ......"

At the door of the Zhangji iron shop at the east end of the village, a wealthy woman was standing in the hot greenhouse at the moment, waving the hammer in her hand to beat a piece of red-hot iron.

At this time, a group of people rushed into the house in a hurry around Lao Zhangtou, who was carrying a young man covered in blood.

The iron-striking woman's face changed slightly, and she immediately rushed into the house with a hammer, and shouted when she entered the door: "Dad, you can't die, if you die, how will I live......

As soon as her words were spoken, she stopped abruptly, only to see her father standing by the bed, and a man covered in blood was lying on the bed at the moment.

The woman smiled smugly: "Dad, who is he?"

Old Zhang Tou took out a dry towel to wipe the body of the person on the bed, and said without looking back: "Cuihua, go and invite your Grandpa Lin, people's lives are at stake......"

In just half a day, the entire Dongzhang Village knew the process of this tiger hunt.

When they learned that they had encountered a demon tiger that had cultivated out of the climate, everyone sweated, and after hearing that a young man covered in blood fell from the sky and smashed the tiger to death, countless people were incredulous.

Some people don't believe it, after all, they haven't seen the person who fell from the sky and hasn't been stoned to death, and some people say that the young man is actually a god who has descended to earth......

For a while, many people in the village flocked to Zhang Ji Iron Shop, trying to see what the young man looked like.

However, they were all shocked by Cuihua, the daughter of the old Zhang Tou, holding a hammer, and moving out a small bench to sit at the door.

......

Inside the house, Lao Zhangtou had already wiped all the blood stains on the man's body, and the man was wrapped in a white cloth by the only doctor in the village Lin into zongzi.

Lao Zhangtou looked at the old man in green shirt with a medicine box in front of him extremely nervously: "Lao Lin, how is it? Is there any hope?"

"Did this person really fall from the sky?" Dr. Lin replied.

"I don't know. ”

Lao Zhangtou shook his head: "At that time, I was stupid, I didn't see it clearly, you just say if he can survive." ”

"This young man was seriously injured, I'm sure you have seen it, there are scars all over his body, and some of the wounds even penetrate the heart and lungs ......"

Hearing this, Lao Zhangtou was also shocked, and when he took off the other party's clothes, he was also taken aback, and the dense wounds were like broken wine bottles.

"Old man, I have been practicing medicine for decades, and it is the first time I have seen such a tenacious vitality, and now I can only look at his creation......"

Doctor Lin stroked his beard and was silent for a long time and said: "I don't recommend that you save him, such a serious injury, even if it can be cured, the money it costs is not what you can imagine......"

"I would never have been so generous to anyone else, but who let him save me. ”

Lao Zhang gritted his teeth and said: "Although my Lao Zhang is a small person, I also know that if there is kindness, I will repay it, it's a big deal, I sold the iron shop......"

Dr. Lin is gone.

Since then, Zhang Ji Iron Shop has also closed, and Lao Zhangtou and his daughter Cuihua are almost inseparable from the young man on the bed.

The savings are getting smaller and smaller, and the young man is still unconscious, and the rumors about him in the village are gradually dissipating, and everyone thinks that the other party will not survive.

"Who the hell are you?"

Cuihua stayed by the bedside, holding her chin with her hand, quietly looking at the young man's facial features, her eyes were very curious, and the latter's handsome facial features made her blush a little.

In the past few days, almost all of the medicines and gauze she has changed for the young man, so she has also seen the other party's body.

When she saw the dense wounds on the young man's body, she couldn't stop crying when she was a child who went up to the tree to dig out bird eggs and beat a group of bear children to cry.

"They all say you fell from the sky, isn't that true?"

"Why do you look so good? And why do you have gray hair at such a young age?"

"What's your name?"

"When are you going to wake up?"

“......”

It seems that this kind of conversation often happened in the next few days, and sometimes Lao Zhangtou felt that his daughter who couldn't marry was stunned.

And on the seventh day, when Cuihua went to Dr. Lin's house to get the last dose of external dressing and went home, she saw that the bed was empty.

She subconsciously turned around and wanted to go out to look for it, but she saw a naked young man standing at the door of her house in a daze.

"Ah!!h

"Daddy, Daddy, he's awake, come and ......"

A shrill voice echoed within a radius of 100 meters, and it was suddenly startled.

(End of chapter)