There is a mountain through the woods, and behind the mountain there is a mysterious town, and the sign at the entrance of the town has three words written on it

Lin Jiaao.

Lin Jiaao's annual hunting day is prepared three days later with gongs and drums. This is an old tradition, and the town's annual meat food is harvested from this month's hunting, so all the sturdy men in the village go up the mountain, including Shuhua's father, of course.

"Where's the painting?" Before going up the mountain, the man called the woman who was busy preparing all kinds of herbs for muscle and bone pain. At this time of the year, my daughter would send herself up the mountain.

"In recent days, I have somehow become obsessed with pharmacology, and every day I take all kinds of drugs to stop bleeding and chemical injuries here and study them in my room, as if I am lost.

"Paintings?" Before the woman had entered the courtyard, she cried out, but no one answered. I couldn't help but wonder in my heart that my daughter had never been so rude, so how could she ignore the ward today.

Pushing open the door, the woman sat on the ground in fright. The daughter was lying on the edge of the bed covered in blood, and the house seemed to be full of shams after a fight.

Hurriedly sat down next to Shuhua, although the woman has been practicing medicine for many years, this kind of scene appeared on her relatives, she couldn't calm down, and the whole person was trembling.

The hand inadvertently crossed the tip of Shuhua's nose, and there was a breath? The woman hurriedly helped her daughter up and checked her daughter's body, there were no wounds, as if she was simply asleep, maybe she was just unconscious. Where did all that blood come from?

The woman helped her daughter to the bed and examined it carefully. It is mixed with a faint floral scent. What happened to my daughter, and who did she meet? Whose blood is it? Countless questions flashed through my mind. The woman was a person who had seen the world, and she really couldn't imagine what kind of person her daughter had encountered in the house.

However, on the day of hunting in the mountains, the woman had no choice, the house was simply cleaned up for a while, and she couldn't wait to send her father, so she could only call the baby next door who was playing at home to bring a message, so that the man just now paid attention to safety and came back early, and there was something urgent at home.

In the middle of the night, the woman has been staying by Shuhua's side, this kind of floral fragrance**, she has never been in contact with it, and she dare not easily try to give her daughter medicine, so she can only anxiously guard by her side.

"Paintings? What happened to you, how did you get stunned, whose blood is it, my daughter, wake up quickly."

Outside the door, a flashing figure heard these words very clearly.

The next day, Shuhua felt soft on her body, similar to when she was stunned a few days ago. "Niang" opened her eyes, and Shuhua saw a anxious Niang. "What's wrong with me? Why does A-Niang look so good".

Seeing that her daughter finally woke up, the woman endured the tears that flowed down all night.

"My painting, tell my mother, what happened to you yesterday, do you know? It's been a day and a night, and my mother's head is full of blood stains on your body, who is it? Have you suffered any losses? ”

Shuhua remembered that yesterday morning, as a few days ago, she asked A-Niang to take herbs to stop bleeding and heal the wounds of the girl in her house. When she was dealing with it, the girl suddenly became nervous, and before Shuhua could ask the reason, she had been pushed to the ground, and then a sword shadow stabbed at her, this was the girl she saved in the mountains yesterday.

What happened after that, Shuhua didn't know. She told A-Niang everything she knew in the past few days.

"Hua'er, your father and they have already entered the mountain, and now the young men in the village are not at home, how dare you take in people from other villages who you don't know at home, and don't tell your mother" The woman was really helpless, if someone took the opportunity to do anything bad, they had no way at all.

"Mother, that girl is seriously injured, she must be in some danger, she is saving me, we must find her."

"Painting ......"

The woman shook her head gently and told her daughter to lie down. Her own child knows that from childhood to adulthood, her temperament has always been tepid, and she is kind-hearted when she sees anyone, and she is really worried that one day her daughter will be wronged if she marries out. This is also the reason why he was in a hurry and never arranged a marriage for his daughter. She hopes that she is a painter and can find someone who is really good to her.

On this day, Shuhua was always restless, and her mind was full of the injured woman. Where exactly did she go, what happened to her.

Late at night, a figure appeared in front of Shuhua.

"I want you to help me"

Shuhua was awakened by a whisper in her sleep.

"It's you"! Shuhua was even a little excited, the familiar voice, the familiar eyes, it was the girl.

"My name is Song Shu", there was no sound in one sentence, and when I met again, I was still embarrassed and seriously injured.

Now that A-Niang already knows, she doesn't plan to hide this time, she found her mother-in-law, A-Niang has been practicing medicine for a long time, and she must know more than herself. "Mother? I can't see the color of this girl's injury, there are many places, and I really can't diagnose it."

The wounds are deep inside and out, one by one in the shape of holes, not cut by man-made props, nor bitten by beasts, how can people suffer such inexplicable injuries. I thought about it for a long time.

"Hua'er, we can't save her, let alone let her stay with us." The woman looked panicked. This is obviously not caused by ordinary swords, I studied medicine in my early years, and I once heard the master say that there are too many strange martial arts in this world, if it is not a simple knife and gun wound, it is better not to heal it easily.

The painter is from outside the town, and I thought that when I got here, I would avoid the strife outside, but I didn't expect to see people outside, and this person was entangled with his daughter.

"She is different from us, we can't be cured, listen to A-Niang, there are many injured and sick people in the world, we can't treat all of them when we practice medicine, we can't do anything about this girl's injury like this, let's send her out of town."

My mother is never a cruel person, no matter what kind of patient, she will do her best to heal it, what happened this time.

Shuhua thought about it for a while, maybe, A-Niang really can't be saved, her fate with this girl should only be here, her first patient, Shuhua actually wants to be healed well.

"Auntie, it's late tonight, and I can't find a car to send her out, let's bandage this girl tomorrow and send her out." Seeing her daughter so intimate, the woman was very relieved and helped her daughter help the patient to the bed. "Painting, let's stay in a room with my mother tonight."

"Okay, Auntie, I'll clean her wound and pass."

Sending A-Niang out, Shuhua was sorted out.

"Girl, no, what's your name Song? It was too light for me to hear clearly. I know that you are not an ordinary person like me, and I think A-Niang should also know, I have no way to keep you here, tomorrow during the day, I want to find a way."

Watching Shuhua walk out of the room, Song Shu sat up, the corners of her mouth slightly raised. This place is so nice.