At the same time as the sun chops firewood, he also collects kudzu and yams on the hillside, and the bamboo basket on his back is almost full. That's when I was ready to go back. At this moment, a monster suddenly rushed out of the high slope, with a body like a horse, a white body and a black tail, but with tiger teeth and claws. The limbs were not as long as the legs of a horse, but they were thicker, and the roar was like a war drum. In particular, the long single horn actually emitted a thunderbolt of lightning.

Shengyang, who has lived in this area since he was a child, has seen all kinds of wild beasts in the mountains, even fierce beasts such as tigers and leopards will not make him so alarmed. But the terrible monster scared his soul away, and as soon as his legs went limp, he rolled down the hillside, and the machete did not know where it had fallen.

The monster must have seen Shengyang deliberately rushing towards him, and when he saw Shengyang being frightened and rolling down the hill, he jumped high and jumped over him, letting out a smug roar. Then there was another whistle from the distant side of the mountain, and the monster circled around the forest and ran back.

Shengyang broke one of his arms, and when he rolled from a high place, he hit a raised stone, and his ribs seemed to be broken. He struggled to get up and returned home, where he was bedridden that night. The elders of the village came and gave some simple treatment, but the injuries did not improve.

The next day, Shengyang's injuries were even more serious, lying on the bed and began to cough up blood, while his wife and children were crying beside him, which happened to be heard by Baoyu, who was walking through the village.

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When Baoyu heard the cries of the woman and the child, she knew that someone in the family had been seriously injured. He walked to the gate of the courtyard and begged for a bowl of water as a passerby.

An old man walked into the courtyard, brought him a bowl of warm water, and asked Baoyu if he had brought a bamboo tube with him to fill it up. There is a stream next to the village, why did Baoyu go to the house to ask for water? This is also the habit of people's life, since the time of Emperor Yan hundreds of years ago, when the country of Ba Yuan was established, the residents rarely drank raw water.

Legend has it that Emperor Shennong distinguished the properties of plants and trees in the world, and not only taught people to plant and collect various crops and medicines, but also advocated many living habits, such as tea enjoyed by people of noble status. For civilians, boiling the water and letting it warm or cool before drinking it can also be cleaned and detoxified. It is such a small habit that greatly reduces people's usual diseases.

The age of Emperor Taihao is too long, many things are difficult to verify, and Emperor Shennong and Emperor Xuanyuan are the discoverers and founders of legendary medical science and medical skills, they left behind not only the excellent medical skills of regulating injuries and diseases, but also many details of life to dispel diseases and nourish the body, which greatly improved people's health and living conditions. The habit of not drinking raw water was also promoted in Pakistan with the establishment of the country.

Although Baoyu has lived in the wilderness since childhood, it is not completely isolated from the world, and is still influenced by many influences in Ba Yuan, such as Lu Wuding, the ancestor of Lu Village, who served under the account of the founding king of Ba and returned to the wilderness after cultivating Wuding Gong. Even in Lu villages, people generally do not drink raw water.

Of course, it is inconvenient for passers-by to boil water, and it is normal for Baoyu to ask for a bowl of water to drink from people passing by. Baoyu expressed his gratitude to the old man, and said that drinking a bowl is enough, and there is no need to install a bamboo tube, so he asked what happened to the old man's house and why there was crying in the house?

The old man is Shengyang's father. He lives with his wife and son. Shengyang is now the only strong laborer in the family, and I don't know if I can recover from my injuries. It's hard to say whether even their lives can be saved, and of course the family is sad and crying. The old man told Baoyu with a sad face what happened to his son in the mountains and forests yesterday.

Baoyu returned the missing pottery bowl to the old man and said, "Uncle, I came from a distant mountain, and I have also learned some healing methods. Your son's injuries are serious and can be life-threatening if left untreated. Since I'm passing by, I might as well help him take a look. ”

The old man was overjoyed, and hurriedly saluted: "Little sir." Forgive me for being rude, I don't know that you are actually a master who saves lives and helps the wounded, please save my son! But we are just ordinary people in the village, and we don't know how to repay you?"

Baoyu smiled: "That bowl of water just now is my favor from you." It's important to save people, so take me in first. ”

Baoyu was once again called "Little Mister". In those days, there weren't many people who knew how to heal. In the savage villages, healers are often the same kind of people as witches or priests, and they are all monks in the tribe. The monk has subtle senses, can probe people's mental state, and can know the location of injuries and diseases.

But not all monks are good at saving lives and helping the wounded, such as people like Nong Neng and Yan Lingzhu, I am afraid they can only fight and kill. And the co-workers in the city. Some are good at refining weapons, some are good at building, and some are good at refining medicine and curing diseases. Since Baoyu took the initiative to speak, it was obvious that his identity was not ordinary.

The surprised old man was extremely respectful, and first called the whole family to bow and thank Baoyu. Then he led Baoyu to Shengyang's sickbed.

In addition to the old man, there was also an old woman, a woman in her twenties, and a little boy of five or six years old. The clothes are very simple. The little boy's name was Shi Dan, and his appearance was very clever and cute, which made Baoyu feel very affectionate, and he couldn't help but think of what he looked like when he was a child.

Shi Dan's face was not dry with tears, and when he heard that this little gentleman could cure his father's injury, his eyes were full of curiosity, reverence, and urgent antimidity when he looked at Baoyu. And Shengyang, who was on the sickbed, looked to be in his thirties and had a fairly strong physique, and when he saw Baoyu coming in, he struggled to get up, but he let out a violent cough and showed pain on his face.

Baoyu waved his hand and said, "You have injuries on your body, so don't move while lying down, let me check it first." ”

This little gentleman's method is really magical, he just waved his hand in the air, but there seemed to be an invisible force, so that Shengyang naturally lay down according to his gestures, and the feeling of pain seemed to disappear a lot. Baoyu said that he wanted to check, but he didn't touch him, just stood on the edge of the couch and closed his eyes slightly.

After a while, Baoyu nodded and said, "It's timely, the injury can be treated, but you can't get up within half a month, you can't work for two months, and you need to recuperate." ”

On the surface, Shengyang's most serious injuries were broken arms and ribs, but as he struggled back to the village, he also pulled his internal organs. There were obviously no skilled monks in the village, and apart from the inaccurate bone grafting, Shengyang was not treated in any other way.

Fortunately, Baoyu passed by, and he did not leave any hidden dangers when he took action to heal the wound, re-aligned the bone to fix the affected area, and cast a spell to regulate its vitality to help it heal and recover as soon as possible. In fact, in the vast majority of cases, people's injuries and illnesses depend on their own vitality to recover.

Baoyu also used up a small piece of dragon tree blood, and used his mana to moisten into the form of the rising sun, trying not to leave any hidden dangers, so that he could be healthy as usual after recovery. In the process of casting spells to heal his wounds, he also secretly used the magic of the Lang Zhi artifact in the form god, and of course the Shengyang family couldn't detect anything.

It's easy to kill someone, but it's many times more difficult to pull a seriously injured person back from the brink of death and restore his health to normal. If it were another monk who was good at medicine, I am afraid that he would never spend such a price and such a miraculous method to heal an ordinary villager.

Baoyu didn't think about this, since he wanted to save Shengyang, of course he had to completely cure him, and this rescue spell took an afternoon, which made Baoyu feel a little tired. In the end, Shengyang fell asleep, his expression was peaceful and painless, Baoyu turned around and said: "He is fine, as long as he rests and recuperates for two months according to what I just said, you can rest and recuperate." ”

The family and the children all knelt on the ground and thanked them, and Baoyu asked them to get up without any more courtesy. At this moment, it is getting late, and of course the Shengyang family wants to ask Mr. Xiao to stay overnight and clean up the best room. Baoyu didn't refuse, so he lived here, and he also felt very curious, and wanted to wait for Shengyang to wake up and ask him about the monster.

The dinner served to Baoyu by the Shengyang family was very "hearty", adding wheat noodles, bean noodles, a little salt and ground wild pepper grains to the arrowroot powder, filling the vegetable leaves and boiling it into a large pot of paste, and serving it in a clay plate, which smelled very fragrant and appetizing. But Baoyu only ate one bowl, and then asked them to bring everything back to eat themselves.

Then Baoyu heard the old couple and daughter-in-law whispering in the hall, wondering why the little gentleman had only eaten one bowl? They were worried that the food was too simple to suit the tastes of the guests, so they discussed getting up early tomorrow to kill the chickens. Baoyu sat in the middle of the house and spoke in time to stop them, so that they didn't have to kill the chickens, and tomorrow when Shengyang woke up, he would ask a few more words and leave.

Baoyu claimed that he was cultivating, and it was not appropriate to eat too much, and he didn't have to deliberately prepare anything for breakfast tomorrow, just what he usually ate at home. As for the chickens, let's keep them to lay eggs, which can replenish the body of the injured Shengyang.

There are five chickens in the yard of Shengyang's house, all of which are hens that lay eggs, and most of the eggs are usually eaten by children and Shengyang, who needs to do heavy work. The eggs saved at home were all taken out yesterday to thank the village elders who treated the bones of Shengyang, and when Baoyu came, they happened to be gone, so they thought of killing chickens to entertain Mr. Xiao.

In the early morning of the next day, there was a rooster crowing in the village, and soon after, the clucking of a hen was heard in the yard of Shengyang's house, followed by the sound of the old couple getting up. It happened that two chickens had laid eggs on this day, and although Baoyu didn't have to deliberately prepare a better breakfast, the old couple didn't kill the chickens, but served a bowl of wheat noodle egg custard. Baoyu didn't shirk and ate.

I don't know where to play. It hadn't stayed at Shengyang's house since yesterday, and the kid from Shidan had run out. Soon after, the old man took his farming tools and left, leaving only two women in the house to serve. After Shengyang woke up, his injuries were no longer serious, and Baoyu came to the bed and asked in detail about what happened, focusing on what kind of monster he saw?

This village is in the territory of Ryoma Castle, and legend has it that in ancient times, there were Rui beasts and dragons and horses in this area. The so-called Rui Beast is a thing incarnated by heaven and earth, born with divine abilities and psychic cultivation. Ryoma may not be a horse, like a horse and a dragon. There are natural powers, trekking through mountains and rivers, and walking on the ground. Ryoma, who has cultivated to a high level, can also spread its wings and soar in the clouds, and it is said that in ancient times, the Emperor of Heaven drove a car with a dragon horse.

Legend has it that the founding king of Ba was in this place to subdue a dragon horse, carefully raised it, and rode the chariot of the dragon horse all over the mountains and rivers of Ba Yuan, so this place was called Dragon Horse City in later generations.

In those days, horses were rarely used for riding, mainly for pulling carts. Because the horse is tall, fierce, and fast. It is difficult to balance when riding on it, it is easy to fall and risk falling, and people wear clothes that are not suitable for riding horses. Domestic animals, such as cattle and donkeys, are slower and docile, and can be ridden as well as carts.

When the two armies were fighting, the warriors did not usually rush to kill on horseback. Rather, they fought with horses and chariots. But in the legend, there are many masters, including many immortals, who use all kinds of rare birds and beasts as mounts, and in reality, they have also seen people riding horses or other strange beasts galloping. Such people usually have advanced cultivation, are proficient in the art of controlling beasts, or possess exquisite kung fu that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

Could it be that there is another dragon horse in the mountains and fields in this area? But listening to the description of the rising sun, it is not right. Sheng Yang was terrified and thought the monster was terrifying. It's like you're going to pierce him through with a single horn and eat him. But in his memory, the monster was clearly not the legendary Ryoma.

The mountain god once introduced Baoyu to all kinds of beasts and birds in the world. Many of them have never seen the mountain gods themselves, and they have only heard legends. According to what Shengyang saw, the monster should not be a dragon horse, but a very similar beast, the horse horse.

The horse resembles a horse and a tiger, with a straight and pointed horn on its forehead, its four feet are not horses' hooves but tiger claws, and its mouth also has tiger teeth. As long as it grows a single horn, it is a sign that the psychic can practice.

It is said that the horse is a close relative of the dragon horse, and the relationship is a bit like a wolf and a dog or a donkey and a horse. If you can get a horse and raise it from a young age, you will be able to trek through mountains and rivers in the cart drawn by the horse, and if you are proficient in the art of beast control and surrender it, you can even use it as a mount.

Baoyu was very curious and interested, if there was really a horse in the area, running around to frighten the villagers, and possibly hurting people, then he would try to subdue it. In this way, not only can you benefit one party, but you can also get a strange beast to accompany you, and it is much easier to get on the road.

Baoyu asked Shengyang to recuperate from his injuries and recover in a few days, and then took his leave and left. The two women in the family saw that the little gentleman said to leave, and they couldn't keep it if they wanted to.

Shengyang's house is on the edge of the village, near the steep slopes of the mountains, on higher ground and far from other houses. Baoyu had told the family yesterday not to spread the news of his arrival in the village, and only said that a passer-by had stayed overnight, so it did not cause any alarm in the village.

Many villagers were working in the fields, and when they saw Baoyu walking by, they cast curious glances, but the work in their hands did not stop. It's the beginning of spring, the most important time of the year, when the fields have been ploughed, the seeds have been planted, and it has rained not long ago. Tender green seedlings two fingers long have grown in the ground.

After the rain, along with the seedlings, there are also various weeds, and the villagers are using farm tools to weed. Some seedlings are too dense and need to be thinned, while in some places the seedlings are not sent out, and they need to be transplanted and replanted, and the ridges of the fields need to be repaired at the same time.

Shengyang, the strong laborer of the family, can't get up, and Shengyang's father has to do more work, if it weren't for the fact that Mr. Xiao is at home today, the old woman will stay to take care of her son, and Shengyang's wife will also have to work in the field.

Descending the hill, the terraced rice fields are bustling with activity, and at the foot of the hillside is the largest and most important field in the village. The soil is fertile, easy to irrigate, and the terrain is relatively flat and open, stretching to the edge of the hunting garden. However, because the terrain is too low to protect against flooding, it is not suitable for building houses.

Among the mountains and forests around the field, there were many scattered crops such as hemp and beans, which reminded Baoyu of the situation outside Lu Village, which made him feel a little more intimate. The children were playing in the field under the hillside, but they couldn't see the figure of Pan Gu everywhere, Baoyu wanted to go to the hunting garden to explore the traces of the horses, of course, he had to bring Pan Gu, so he took out the bamboo whistle and blew it.

This whistle is inaudible to ordinary people, but before Pan Gu appeared, a war drum came from the mountains and forests in the distance. Listen carefully to the sound of war drums, but a strange beast roar, and then I saw a terrifying monster suddenly rush out.

The beast has a white body and a black tail like a horse, thick limbs, claws like tigers, a pointed and long horn on the door of the head that is bright silver, and a bush of mane at the base of the horn. The horn, which was more than an inch thick at the base and more than a foot long at the tip, shimmered with a little silver light in the sun, and rushed out with a loud snort, startling the villagers who were working in the fields.

People in the vicinity fled in surprise, children also ran up the high slope to cry for their fathers and mothers, and many people fell down in fright, and they didn't care about the pain to get up and continue running. Baoyu then realized that his whistle might be causing the trouble, and ordinary people could not hear it, but he let the monster run after the sound, and it was the horse he was looking for.

The horse galloped recklessly through the fields, trampling on the most fertile and open flat field at the foot of the mountain, and the villagers were so distressed that they almost cried, but none of them dared to provoke the monster.

Even if it was a bear or a wild boar, the villagers would snatch up all kinds of weapons to coax them away or hunt them. In the past, wild animals such as roe deer or muntjac often escaped from the mountains and forests, and most of them were hunted by the villagers as a delicious meal. But this monster was so terrible that no one knew what it was, and no one dared to approach it.

Unexpectedly, this was the case, but at this moment, people suddenly heard a childish voice shouting: "Get out!"