The scorching summer sun baked the earth, and the trees cried weakly. Under the dense shade of a tree, a thin child was resting in the shade, a large straw hat covering his face, and a small bamboo basket beside him, in which a few green plants were scattered. She was wearing a very simple short-sleeved coarse cloth shirt, barefoot, but with short silver-white hair and fair skin, she looked like a girl at first glance.

The scorching sun seemed to be unable to hide anywhere, and a hot wind blew, and the treetops were blown slightly apart, and the sun shone unscrupulously on the child's body. After a long time, the child reacted, lifted the straw hat on his face weakly, the bridge of his nose was high, and his eyes were squinted, I don't know if it was because he had just woken up, but Ben's pair of slender sword eyebrows were twisted together, his left hand covered the sunlight shining on his face, and he was wearing an emerald green bracelet on his wrist.

With a red face, a mouth that seemed to open and closed, and yawned slightly, "Woo..."

A pair of eyes barely opened a little from the strong sunlight, but his pupils could be seen through the gaps.

Both pupils are grayish-white and difficult to identify when mixed with the whites of the eyes.

I casually swept the surrounding environment, the endless grassland, under the illumination of the bright sun, everything around became a reflector, very dazzling. It's not too early. The child thought to himself. Putting on a straw hat and carrying a bamboo basket out of the shade of the tree, the sun seemed to burn everything under the sky, and just walking out of the shade of the tree was like walking into a big stove.

This is halfway up a mountain, walking down the mountain road, and the mountain creates a shadow, and the wind here is cool, and the wind blows on the body strangely comfortable. At the foot of the mountain is a shallow stream, the water of the stream is crystal clear, all the light gray pebbles, scattered by the river, barefoot flowed past, the stream gently brushed the ankles, crossed the opposite bank, walked for two or three minutes, and walked into the world of flames, and the pace unconsciously quickened a lot.

I don't know how long I walked, I just felt that the whole person was about to be steamed, and a small village appeared in the distance, a few fences barely circled the "outer wall" of the village, and there was a huge tree at the entrance of the village, and I heard the villagers say for the first time that this tree has lived for more than 800 years. I guess I've already become a sperm. I silently made up in my heart.

The child crept into the village, skirting all the places where there were people, passing several small farm yards, and at last, stopping at the door of a ruined temple, pausing and entering. Although the temple has been abandoned for a long time, the temple is very clean, and there is always a vague fragrance wafting into the nose.

The area of the whole temple is not small, there is a main hall in front and back, two side halls and three huts. I heard from the people in the village that in fact, this temple was originally enshrined or something, but then the village was ransacked by bandits, and there was nothing. Walking through the main hall, the fragrance is getting stronger and stronger, and the three huts on the left, middle and right are all open because of the hot weather. The child crept into the hut on the left, and the snoring in the room was like thunder, although the smell was very strong, it could not cover the smell of sour sweat. A fat man reclined on the bed, his saliva stained with a large sheet of bed, and his sleeping position was very indecent. The child, with a blank face, glanced at him, and tiptoed back to the middle room.

I just walked in, and the fragrance became stronger. In the middle of the room there was a table of eight immortals, a handsome chair, a few small stools, and an incense burner in the middle of the table. There was a bed in the northwest corner, and an old man with a long white beard was asleep on a handsome chair. The child Nunu mouthed and quietly walked out again.

The third room was my own room, with only a bed, a small cupboard, and several pots of different flowers, red and pale white...... Close the door gently and place the bamboo basket on your back next to the bed.

From the bottom of the bamboo basket turned out a slender herb, green and green, the edge was like a jagged, the child turned out a book from the small cabinet, skillfully turned to one of the pages, compared with the herbs, with an excited look on his face, carefully put it back into the bamboo basket, picked up the bamboo basket, walked to the room, touched the bricks on the wall, pulled out one by one, and after a while a small hole appeared that could be drilled through.

The creaky door was pushed open, and the old man in the second room came in, and when he saw that there was no one in the room, he went out again.

Afternoon. The strong smell of herbs jumped into his nose, and the old pharmacist in the side hall stared intently at the medicine stove squatting on the fire, not knowing what to put in, the black and purple potion was tumbling in the stove, and the old pharmacist was sweating profusely, and he was still holding a palmetto fan the fire in his hand.

A silver-white head popped out of the door, and he looked into the room suspiciously, and saw that the old medicine master was still boiling medicine, so he slipped in quietly, slowly walked behind the old medicine man, and stood respectfully.

"It's not yet, just go out and play if you want to."

There was no one else in the room, so it was certain that the old pharmacist was talking to the child, but... Not yet? What a strange name.

He was no longer answered, and went out quietly.

"Knock knock" is like a muffled thunder, the earth is also shaking constantly, and a mountain of meat is swaying and trotting over, "Lord Huaye, you are boiling medicine again!" The voice of the comer was not small, like a thunderbolt, the old pharmacist's body trembled slightly, obviously frightened.

It was the fat man who slept in the first room, his face was piled up with meat, and he couldn't see any expression at all, and every time he landed, it was as if a small earthquake had occurred. The old medicine man slowly turned around, holding his waist with his left hand, stroking his gray beard with his right hand, and forced a smile on his face, "Yes, if you can still move, do more." ”

It was not a long distance, and the fat man ran for two minutes to arrive, still sweating and panting, as if he was saying to the old medicine master and as if to himself, "I don't know when I will be able to enter the next stage?" Adults can't wait. ”

The so-called next stage is external therapy. Everyone knows that there are two stages of treatment for old pharmacists, internal treatment and external treatment, internal treatment is to drink some hard-to-swallow medicinal soup every day to stabilize the cause, and external treatment is to complete the treatment through external recuperation.

After drinking the medicinal soup for several days, it seems that the sense of taste has been lost, and only the endless bitterness remains.

"That being said, it's not impossible if you want to get into the next course of treatment early." The old pharmacist lowered his head and pondered for a while, shook his head slightly and said, "Then let's start the second course of treatment tomorrow, but today is still going to be bitter adults." ”

The so-called adult, a high-ranking member of the revolutionary army, was recuperating in this village because of a serious illness, and the fat man was sent to monitor the old pharmacist.

Since the revolutionary army took control of the village, it has become a hospital for the senior officials of the revolutionary army, and soldiers can be seen patrolling every day.

Under the giant tree at the entrance of the village, a group of little boys are playing war games, you chase me, I chase you, sweating unscrupulously, playing in the afterglow of the sunset.

The two soldiers chatted there against a fence, the sky gradually darkened, and the smoke rose from every house, indescribably quiet and peaceful. He was no longer holding a book, sitting on the highest branch of the tree and reading, about five or six meters above the ground, I really don't know how he climbed up.

"Squeak" The two sparrows landed on the book, and before they could stretch out their hands, two birds jumped on his fingers, and with a "whoosh", a stone flew over, startling the two birds away.

It was the group of children below, who had not frowned, and the group of children below laughed and went back to playing.

Late at night, there was a muffled thunderstorm, a thunderstorm fell in the sky, a group of people were quietly approaching the village, one by one the sentry posts were killed, and soon they had reached the outskirts of the village, and several people acted separately, and then ......

"Boom"

A violent explosion woke everyone from their sleep, but before they could react, another explosion began around everyone.

Crying, screaming, angry swearing...... Voices are constantly converging, composing the music of hell.

"It's not yet, wake up quickly......" An anxious voice seemed to call itself......

"Not anymore, listen up. You must escape from here, go to the revolutionary army in the south, and use the medical skills I have taught you to help the revolutionary army destroy this rotten empire......"

What a familiar voice, is it the master?

"Quick, their goal is me, I'm going to lure them away, you must run out."

The old medicine man pressed the child's shoulder tightly, took out a book from his arms indiscriminately, and stuffed it into his hand, "This book, you must take it with you, and don't show it to others, even if it is the most trusted person, understand?" ”

I was still a little confused and rubbed my eyes.

"Remember, don't come back, no matter what happens, don't come back!"

The old pharmacist hurried outside. Looking at the teacher who was getting farther and farther away, he stretched out his hand and danced in the air a few times, making a sound of "hey" in his mouth, because his body leaned too forward, so a grunt fell off the bed, and a few staggered up and chased the old pharmacist out.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he was set up by several adults, led by the fat man, with a big knife in his hand, the old medicine master whispered something to him, and then looked back at it, as if he had made up his mind and walked out. The fat man waved his hand, and the others pulled him away. Although it was raining lightly, it still couldn't extinguish the ferocious fire, coupled with intermittent explosions, the old medicine man, this was buying time for them with his life.

"Uh-huh-hmm......" was still screaming and struggling, but everything seemed ridiculous and powerless.

Just as they were about to evacuate, the unexpected happened.

From behind them, a group of men and horses were killed, led by a person wearing a white mask, holding a flamethrower, and a ** upper body, and the rest were masked and holding various weapons in their hands.

One looked, a large ball of fire gushed out, and before the people on the fat man's side could react, they were burned into a burning man, and the rest of the people swarmed up, and soon, only the fat man, the child, and a person holding him were left, and they no longer clearly felt the hand holding him trembling.

Suddenly, the fat man burst out, pulled out a long-handled knife, and instantly killed the three people opposite, the masked man barely blocked it, and another flame erupted, the fat man easily flashed over, "swing", the fat man chased and slashed again, and the masked man was forced to retreat

"Ahh With a terrible shout, he didn't run out, the man who had been holding him was squatting on the ground, covering his eyes with his hands, the fat man was distracted, he wanted to chase him back, but the masked man refused to let him go, and the battle between the two continued.

What just happened?

I don't know when I took out a small vial of black potion in the glass, and slammed it into the face of the man while he wasn't paying attention.

I don't know why, I always feel that this is not what I want to do, and it feels weird. Hearing something in front of him, he cautiously walked over, leaned against the wall, and quietly poked his head out.

The old pharmacist was facing the old man, and the other two people with their backs to the no, holding a long needle in his right hand, he was not afraid of being found and was not too close, only to see the old pharmacist holding his right hand, the blood could not stop seeping out, and he didn't want to sneak attack this person from behind, but he was very scared in his heart, and when he was hesitating, suddenly, he had a severe headache, and the whole person was groggy and did not stand firmly, stepped on the rubble under his feet, and sat on the ground with his buttocks. They all found out.

"Who? Come out. One of them turned around, and the other was still wary of the old medicine man, and the man who came came with a sharp short knife in his hand, and leaned towards Ji Wei step by step, but he still felt a splitting headache, and his hands were tightly covered with his head, and he did not feel the danger of his situation in the slightest.

Seeing that it was a child, the man with the short knife breathed a sigh of relief and was about to get to know him, but, unexpectedly......

A cold, slightly scented liquid was splashed on his face, and a burning stinging sensation hit his eyes, "Ah!! He covered his eyes with his hands and waved his dagger frantically in anger.

Hearing the shouts of his companions, the other person was stunned for a moment, and the next second, the long needle entered the skull, and the old medicine man ran over trembling and went to check on the other person.

There was only one person left there, his hands covering his eyes, a cut on his throat, which had lost his vitality, and the old medicine man gently opened his hands, only to find that this person had a hideous complexion, obvious traces of corrosion, blurred flesh and blood, empty eye sockets, and some residual black liquid.

"This is ......" The old medicine man gently dipped a little residual liquid with a needle, sniffed it, his face changed suddenly, and he left here in a hurry.

What the... I couldn't see anything, my mind was blank, I couldn't say anything, I had to bear the endless pain by myself.

The fire seems to be burning? It seems like... I can't breathe, what has fallen down......

It seems that I remember something, and it is also a disaster, and someone pulls me to run......

The collapsed beams crushed against the body.