Just as the two of us were talking and repairing the fence, Mr. Ouyang suddenly stood up and dragged me towards him. I was so confused by him that I just stood up and wanted to ask him what was going on, only to see him staring straight ahead, looking very nervous.

I hurriedly turned my head to look over there, and in that direction there was a pair of bright eyes looking at us behind me just now.

I looked at it and said to Mr. Ouyang, "It's okay, this is a dog, not a wolf."

"Are you sure?"

yes, it's night, how can I see clearly. But since the farts are released, there is no way to take it back: "Sure, this must be a dog." Dog eyes are not the same as wolf eyes. ”

"Okay, you kid, you can see it, no wonder you can kill the wolf." As he spoke, he relaxed his guard slightly.

"Tut-tut, tsk-tut." I make a teasing sound. The dog over there looked at it and wagged its tail. He walked towards us, and it didn't seem to be a vicious dog. When I got closer, Mr. Ouyang saw that it was an old earth dog with black hair, only two yellow-haired circles on the eyes, which should be the four eyes that are often said, but the size is not small.

But Teacher Ouyang was not so vigilant and said to me: "I know this dog, it is from the village, I saw it when I came." It's also that I'm too nervous. ”

The black dog came up to us and sniffed at the leg of my trousers, and I didn't think it had any ill intentions, so I didn't care about letting it smell it.

It sniffed and sniffed, and suddenly grabbed my trouser legs. I was taken aback and subconsciously wanted to retract my feet. But I noticed that it didn't bite into my flesh.

I looked at it, and it also wagged its tail and looked at me with its two pairs of eyes, and then slowly tugged at my pants with its mouth, as if to pull me away.

I took a few steps in its direction, and it spoke, then continued to wag its tail at me, and then continued. When it looked back and saw that I hadn't moved, it slowly came up and bit my trouser leg again, biting and pulling as it went.

Teacher Ouyang saw it and said, "Don't you think there's something wrong with it?"

I nodded and asked him, "Shall we follow it and see it?"

Teacher Ouyang thought for a while, but still shook his head: "It's best not to go, what if you encounter a beast again in this black light."

I looked at the dog, and his eyes were very sincere, and he was listening to us talking, and wagging his tail.

I saw it like this, and I wanted to see what was going on, and I said to him, "Otherwise, I'll just go around the village with it, and I'll come back when I go out into the wilderness."

Teacher Ouyang thought twice and said, "Okay, let's do it, you wait, I'll go with you."

As he spoke, he took two scrapers from where the tools were piled up, one for each of us. This scraper is a great way to defend yourself, and the long handle and metal are a strengthened version of the short stick, and the metal end has a sharper point. People are like this, as long as they have a guy in their hands, no matter what the substance is, at least the level of psychological combat effectiveness has been raised by a notch.

The dog was like a human spirit, and he didn't show any fear when he saw us taking the guy, as if he knew that we weren't beating him. We walked out with it, and it still walked and looked back to see if we were keeping up, and its two eyes were very bright in Mr. Ouyang's oil lamp.

Luckily, it didn't take us to any strange places, but took us around the village. But Teacher Ouyang and I are still vigilant, at this time the other residents in the village are basically resting, in this kind of place, there are no entertainment activities, and sleeping after sunset seems to be the best choice, and there is no waste of resources. So even though it's in the village, it's not much different from the wilderness except for a few houses.

Soon, the old black dog seemed to take us to the place, stopped at the door of a house, and turned back and wagged his tail at us, and we didn't know what was going on, so we went over and looked.

I saw that the door of this family was not closed, and there was no light in the house, and Mr. Ouyang did not dare to hit the crack of the door with the oil lamp out of consideration for not provoking the locals.

But it wasn't a problem for me, and I thought the dog had brought us here for a reason, so I came a little closer, and looked through the crack in the door, and saw a man lying on the floor, who looked like an old lady.

I hurriedly told Mr. Ouyang: "There is a person lying on the ground!"

When he heard this, he also let go of his worries and hurriedly walked over to take a look. We entered the house together, the house was not very big, almost as far as the eye could see, except for an old lady who fell to the ground, still holding chopsticks in her hand, and fell aside with a bowl of rice, there was only some furniture, and no one else.

I saw that the old lady had no external injuries, and after looking at Teacher Ouyang, I dared to squat down and put my fingers in front of her nose.

"And gas!"

"You help her over first, I'll call someone."

With that, he ran outside the house and began to shout three words in a strange language. I don't know what it means, I guess it was a life-saving or something, but his voice spread far away in this wild mountain village, and almost everyone in the house with a dog followed suit.

I didn't care about the outside, but quickly put my left hand on her head, and turned her over with my right hand. The old lady was very lightweight, and it didn't take much effort to turn over. I saw that her face was torn and bleeding. I put my right hand behind her back, and with a suffice of my hands, I helped her to her feet.

At this time, the villagers who lived closest also rushed to hear the sound and were brought in by Teacher Ouyang, and they all gathered around to see the old lady. Mr. Ouyang was communicating with them in the local dialect that I didn't understand, but apparently he was also a half-ass, and I could see that the two sides did not fully understand each other.

It didn't take long for more and more people to come, and when Mr. Ouyang saw a person, he got up from the ground and said to him in Chinese, "Old village chief, is there a doctor around here?" Find a way to save people. ”

I looked carefully, and this person's temperament and dress were indeed a little different from the people here, and he looked like he had some experience.

But the old village chief shook his head: "The nearest one is also in the neighboring village, and it will take a long time to go, she must have had a stroke, and it will be too late."

"Pathways? I can take her in a carriage. ”

"Alas, no, you can't run on the road."

"Is there any other way? Horseback riding? ”

The old village chief shook his head: "It's too unsafe to run from the ravine at night, and if you don't get it, you will have to lose a few lives."

I'm a little annoyed by this old thing's attitude. But if you think about it carefully, it seems to make some sense, who knows what will happen at night in this deep mountain.

But it was very uncomfortable to watch such an old man waiting for her to die.

However, at this time, the black dog at the door suddenly barked. The bewildered crowd looked there, and someone suddenly shouted.

When the old village chief saw him, he changed the sadness on his face and almost laughed. I saw that this person was thin, dressed in standard local attire, and more "standard" than many people in the village, with a long, white goatee hanging down to his chest, and two deep sunken eyes that were shining brightly, staring at the old lady.

The crowd hurriedly gave way to him, and I couldn't move away with the crowd because I was holding the old lady behind.

The old fellow came here, crouched down, looked at the old lady again, looked at me briefly but carefully, and said to me, "Let her lay down." ”

I thought to myself, he can actually speak Chinese? But the reaction of the crowd proved that he could be believed, so I did as he said, put the old lady on the ground, and then took two steps back. Now everyone is gathered around, looking at this old man, an old lady.

The old man did not say a word, reached out and touched the old lady's forehead, then took something out of his pocket and stuffed it into the old woman's mouth. Others may not be able to see clearly, but I am the closest to the old lady's mouth, and that thing is clearly a living thing! But I didn't dare to ask.

When he had finished, he touched it again, then got up, and said something to everyone, and everyone dispersed, as if nothing had happened. Only the old village chief and a few of the first people remained.

When he saw that Teacher Ouyang and I were both Han Chinese, he said to us in almost standard Mandarin: "She's fine, she'll be fine in a while, please carry her to the bed."

He spoke to the men again, and we lifted the old lady to the bed.

At this time, everyone was fine, just waiting for the old lady to wake up.

The old village chief introduced us: "This is the doctor I just mentioned." We smiled at each other and nodded in acknowledgment.

Only then did the old village chief remember to ask him, "Why did you get here?"

"I was collecting medicine in the mountains, and I heard someone shouting for help here and came over."

The old village chief nodded. The two of them both communicated in Chinese, and we could both understand him, and I saw that his temper was not bad, so I asked him, "Aren't you afraid to collect medicine alone in the mountains this big night?"

He looked up and laughed, "I have nothing to fear."

The old village chief also said: "His ability is not only to see a doctor, but nothing in the mountains can hurt him."

"Wolves aren't afraid?"

"Don't be afraid." I thought that the wolves would be a catastrophe for an old man, but he replied easily, not knowing whether he was bragging or really capable of it.

I was about to ask more, after all, this was the first time I had spoken to a "talented person" here, and it seemed that he didn't have any odd temper at the moment, so it was a good time to gain knowledge. But at this moment, the old lady lying on the bed suddenly sat up suddenly, did nothing else, poked her head to the side of the bed and began to vomit blood.

We were all frightened and retreated slightly, the old village chief and the old fellow had obviously met more than once, not only did not feel terrible, but also said happily on the side: "Wake up, hey wake up."

The old lady then spat twice, then spat again, vomited all the blood and phlegm from her mouth, and began to speak. However, she didn't know Chinese, so she chatted a lot with the old village chief in the local dialect, and seemed to know who saved her, and began to thank the old man again.

I just didn't expect that a stroke would be so miraculously cured?