What the hell is the furnace ding, Han Fei finally understood, it turned out to be the one who picked up the supplement. Wait, the middle-aged Taoist is looking for a furnace to make up, shouldn't he be looking for a woman, why do you fancy him? Suddenly, he remembered that the old woman shouted that people were "Yin and Yang Dao people", Matt, it was still a man and a woman!

Han Fei didn't know what this extremely ugly old woman meant, so he had to make a well-behaved and innocent expression, stay in front of Jia Ming, and watch the changes.

Seeing the old woman's compassionate look, the middle-aged Taoist laughed wildly and said, "Old beggar, when did you become so kind?" Ha ha...... Old beggar, let's not make the river water, don't come to the master's affairs, these two babies are talented, they are a once-in-a-century strange furnace, and the Taoist master is going to decide! ”

"Yin and Yang Dao people, do you think the old woman wants to save those two irrelevant dolls? Quack Quack ...... The old woman is saving you! ”

"Save Dao Master?"

The middle-aged Taoist seemed to hear the funniest joke in the world, and he trembled with laughter. Suddenly, he saw that the old woman's expression was serious, not like she was lying, and he couldn't help but be stunned. But he still said stubbornly: "Dao Ye has been walking the rivers and lakes for decades, driving out corpses and driving away ghosts, and Lord Yama can't control it, who can hurt me?" ”

The old woman smiled coldly and said, "Can you escape the pursuit of the First Sect in the world?" ”

"What? You mean......"

The middle-aged Taoist looked at Han Fei suspiciously, and then stared at the old woman.

"The old woman didn't say anything, you Yin and Yang Dao are profound, what do you love!"

The old woman's eyes were full of mockery, and she glanced at the middle-aged Taoist, and turned to look at the sky outside the temple.

The middle-aged Taoist stared at Han Fei for a full quarter of an hour, his expression on his face changed, and then he seemed to have made up his mind, and said to the old woman: "Old beggar, Dao Ye will let go of the two dolls for your sake today!" ”

"The old woman doesn't accept your favor!"

The middle-aged Taoist didn't answer again, shook the copper bell, led the zombie queue, and left in a hurry.

It wasn't until the sound of the bell was inaudible that the old woman got up and walked outside the temple with a little crutches, only took two steps, and then turned to look at Han Fei and said, "The bloody atmosphere here is too heavy, and it is easy to attract wild beasts, so let's go!" ”

"The old woman is grateful for the grace of rescue, the boy!"

"You don't have to thank me, my wife has never seen you!"

The old woman seemed to realize that her tone was too heavy, her expression softened a little, she pondered for a moment, took out a short sword more than a foot long from her arms, threw it to Han Fei, and said lightly: "This short sword is quite sharp, so I'll give it to you to play with!" ”

"Thank you ......"

Before Han Fei's words were finished, the old woman jumped and disappeared into the forest outside the ruined temple.

What happened tonight was too weird, it was beyond Han Fei's cognition, and he couldn't help but look at the white sky in a daze.

Why was the tough middle-aged Taoist scared away by some "No. 1 Sect in the World"? Listening to the old woman's tone, the "No. 1 Religion in the World" seemed to have something to do with her, but she herself seemed to be scrupling about something.

Nima, God knows what the hell is the "No. 1 Religion in the World"?

The stars in the sky can testify that although Lao Tzu is easy to attract jealousy, he has nothing to do with the "No. 1 religion in the world".

Pump......

The chirping of a mountain eagle startled Han Fei's thoughts. He lowered his head and saw the short sword in his hand, this short sword with its sheath was pitch black, looking unpretentious, but there were two seal characters engraved on the hilt of the sword - Supreme.

The name of the sword is "Supreme", which is quite stylish, Han Fei doesn't understand why the swordsmith chose this inconspicuous short sword with such a fierce name. He couldn't help but hold down the circlip and draw out the sword, not to mention that he didn't see the imaginary cold glow, not even the least metallic luster, and the blade was also very dull.

He really couldn't see where this scrap metal had what the old woman said, "quite sharp", and suddenly there was a sense of chagrin at being teased, and he casually threw the short sword on the stone next to him.

In the next second, Han Fei was stunned!

The short sword seemed to be inserted into the tofu, and with a slight click, the handle sank into the stone.

Sure enough, it deserves to be the supreme sword!

Han Fei was overjoyed and took back the sword, but at the same time he was also puzzled, why did the old woman give him such a heavy treasure?

I don't understand, I just don't want to, the old woman is right, this place is too bloody, it is easy to attract wild beasts, you must leave quickly.

"Brother, wake up ......"

Jia Ming's cheeks flushed, he couldn't wake up, and he muttered something in his mouth. Han Fei touched his forehead, it was very hot.

"Oh no, Brother Jia has a high fever!"

Xiao Hua Jiaming's body was already delicate, hungry and cold, and frightened, which was completely ill.

If the high fever does not go away, and the treatment is not timely, even if you don't die, your brain will burn out.

Han Fei is proficient in medical skills and naturally understands this, but he is helpless without medicine by his side. He first used acupuncture to delay the deterioration of Jia Ming's condition, and then picked up the bookcase, hugged Jia Ming, and walked towards the market town.

A day and a night without a grain of rice, and last night spent in fear, Han Fei was physically and mentally exhausted to the extreme, and now he was carrying a heavy load and hurrying, and when he arrived at the market town, it was already the end of the crossbow. The idea of saving Hua Jiaming in his heart kept telling him to persevere......

He staggered into an inn.

It is said that it is only noon, and the merchants passing by will not stay, so the shopkeeper leans on the counter and naps. The sound of Han Fei entering the door woke him up, and he habitually shouted: "Guest officer, you are old ......"

The shopkeeper couldn't help but be stunned when he saw that it was a country boy, carrying a bookcase and holding a tattered boy in his arms.

"Little second brother, do you have a room?"

"Yes, yes, the best room is ready for you!" The shopkeeper looked at Jia Ming in Han Fei's arms, and asked suspiciously, "Who are you?" ”

"Little second brother, I went into the city to take the exam, my younger brother went into the city with me to play, and he fell ill on the way, please help me arrange a room, be faster!"

"Okay, guest officer, please!"

The shopkeeper asked the reason, didn't dare to delay, asked Han Fei to register at the counter, and immediately led him into a room upstairs.

Han Fei took off Jia Ming's coat, shoes and socks, Jia Ming's clothes inside were very delicate, and they didn't seem to be owned by ordinary people, which made him stunned. But he didn't think too much about it at this time, and hurriedly put Jia Ming on the bed and lay down and covered the quilt.

Han Fei's body and mind were light, and he suddenly felt dizzy, he rubbed his temples, and said to the shopkeeper: "Our brother is in a hurry, and he hasn't eaten yet, is there any porridge steamed buns in the store?" ”

"Guest officer, there is just a ready-made one, you wait a minute, I'll bring it to you!"

"Okay, I want two bowls of porridge and two steamed buns, and by the way, bring a basin of hot water and towels!"

After the shopkeeper left, Han Fei checked Jia Ming, and when he saw that his condition had not deteriorated, he put his mind at ease, and then sat down at the table and wrote a prescription for reducing fever.

"Guest officer, the meal and hot water you asked for are here!"

"Thank you, little second brother! Little second brother, I have a recipe here, please help me go to the pharmacy to buy medicine! ”

Han Fei saw that the shopkeeper looked hesitant, and hurriedly handed over a tip of fifty yuan.

The shopkeeper's face was overjoyed, he took the prescription and the medicine fee, and said, "Guest officer, go buy the small one, and let the kitchen fry it for you when you come back!" ”

"Okay, it's hard work!"

Han Fei used hot water to scrub the dust off Jia Ming's face and hands, looked at his pink face, and sighed: "Really handsome, if you become a woman, you must also be a peerless beauty!" ”

"Phew, what do I think?"

Han Fei smiled self-deprecatingly, helped Jia Ming leaning against the head of the bed, slowly fed him a bowl of hot porridge, and then helped him lie down, and applied a hot towel to his forehead. In the end, he ate the already cold porridge and steamed buns himself.

After more than half an hour, the shopkeeper sent the decoctioned medicine.

Han Fei fed the medicine to Jia Ming to drink, and when he saw him fall asleep, he was still a little uneasy, so he sat on the edge of the bed and took care of him. But after tossing and turning for so long, he was already exhausted to the limit, and he fell asleep on the edge of the bed unconsciously.

"Mother...... Elder brother...... You don't want me anymore......"

Han Fei woke up in shock, and saw that Jia Ming was talking in his sleep again, and sighed secretly: "Poor baby, in the future, we brothers will be left to rely on each other!" ”

At this time, it was getting late, Han Fei went out to call the shopkeeper to send two more bowls of porridge and steamed buns, and suddenly thought of Jia Ming, who was sick, hesitated for a moment, and asked for another bowl of broth.

After dinner, Han Fei checked Jia Ming and found that his condition had improved, so he took off his clothes and went to bed with peace of mind.

In a daze, he felt Jia Ming tremble all over, and his mouth trembled and screamed: "Cold...... Cold...... Cold ......"

Han Fei touched Jia Ming's forehead and hands, they were cold, and he hurriedly covered him with clothes, but he still kept trembling.

Han Fei held Jia Ming in his arms, and then wrapped the two of them tightly with the quilt, he was ready to use his body temperature to warm Jia Ming.

Jia Ming's trembling body slowly calmed down, and he slept peacefully. After a short time, he began to heat up all over his body, sweated profusely, and slept more comfortably, like a docile cat, curled up in Han Fei's arms.

The sky was getting brighter, and the early birds were already chirping on the branches outside the window, Jia Ming woke up and was surprised to find himself and Han Fei hugging and sleeping together. Suddenly, he felt as if his clothes had moved, and with an exclamation, he sat up suddenly, and slapped Han Fei in the face.