The carriage bumped all the way, and when it entered the territory of Yangzhou, it was nearly noon, and the coachman Yang Bo was a little anxious, he said that this mountain road would take another hour to enter the city.

It is the season of Yangzhou fireworks in March, the warm breeze is slightly cool, such as the light drizzle of smoke and fog, since the morning it has shrouded the empty mountains in the distance, and the original verdant and dripping brightness can not be seen, and the mist is steaming like a fairyland on earth.

Because it was the time of the meal, there were not many merchants coming and going on the official road. I lifted the curtain of the car, while feeling the chilling willow breeze, and on the other hand, admiring the shyness and subtlety of Yangzhou City, which is different from Yunwu Peak.

Uncle Yang has good driving skills and is also talkative, he boasted with me all the way about the richness and prosperity of Yangzhou City, while shaking the whip in his hand loudly. The horse's hooves rattle, and it seems that it is no longer so dull and monotonous, and it has become relaxed and enjoyable.

As the carriage entered the steepest part of the mountain, two wolves suddenly burst out of the nearby woods, scrawny and eager to try in the direction of the carriage.

Before I could react, the horse, which was running merrily, was startled, neighed, raised its front hooves in horror, and tried to turn around, but was bound by the wheels and could not.

We were all frightened by the horses and involuntarily leaned back. Xuan'er sat behind me, unable to see what was happening in front of her, and slammed her head against the wall of the car, and couldn't help but scream. Fortunately, I was at the door of the car, and I held the door tightly with both hands, so as not to fall too badly, but I raised my heart to my throat, and as long as I opened my mouth, my heart would jump out of my chest.

Yang Bo tightly reined in the reins of the horse, lest the horse suddenly go crazy and fall to the hillside below, the mountain is not steep, but inclined downward, if the carriage falls down, although it will not be broken and lose his life, but it will certainly not be able to escape completely. The horse is out of control for a while, and bumps are inevitable.

At the moment of Qianjun, an azure figure fluttered like a frightening cloud, and fell lightly on the horse's back, the cold light in his hand flickered, and the cow tendon holland and the sturdy wheel broke on both sides, and he scolded urgently, "Let go!" The coachman Yang Bo was also alert, and immediately threw away the reins of the horse he was holding tightly. The freed horse immediately galloped away with the figure.

The carriage was deprived of horses and fell sharply forward, and by the time we had stabilized our figures, the man and the horse were long gone, and the two hungry wolves were gone.

Xuan'er was so frightened that her face changed, and she glanced at the steep hillside on the side of the road, almost limp as mud. I was also in a cold sweat, and I felt a kind of happiness for the rest of my life.

The coachman Yang Bo is also as earth-colored, when he was critical just now, he forced himself to be calm, and now everyone is safe, but his hands and feet are sore, and he can't slow down for a long time: "I used to put a firecracker or something, and the horses were also frightened, and the big bumps and two steps were stabilized, how could I be so coincidental today, I was in this most dangerous section, and I was blocked by the beast, and I couldn't move forward." ”

I stroked my heart and said, "This horse is so big, how can he be afraid of this long-haired beast?" ”

Uncle Yang said: "Miss Eleven doesn't know, this long-eared animal is the most timid, and the hungry wolf is born with a ferocious and cold momentum, pressing the guts of the livestock. When I went to the grassland to make deliveries, I saw two wolves rushing into the herd, and the horses were scattered in all directions, and some of them were torn and bloody, and became the delicacy of the wolf's mouth. ”

I strengthened myself to stabilize my mind, walked down from the car, picked up the car cover on the ground, and the shiny three-finger-wide flat rope was cut together, which showed that the blade must be sharp: "Although the knight is strong, the horse is frightened and stubborn, and hope is not to be missed." ”

When I was worried, there was the sound of horses' hooves in the distance, not in a hurry, immediately alone, dressed in a brocade robe after the rain, embroidered with water pattern cuffs with the same color silk thread, and the back was straight, calm as loose. The hair is like ink, blowing all the way with the wind, and when it comes to the front, it lifts the reins of the horse, turns over and lands neatly, and the head is carried forward in a beautiful arc, and falls lightly on the broad shoulders.

Yang Bo took the reins of the horse in his hand and thanked him for his kindness.

He smiled at Uncle Yang, Yingting's sword eyebrows were soothing, and his angular face was a little softer: "The terrain is special, the situation is urgent, I am afraid that I will not be able to subdue this fierce horse, and I will hurt you, so I have to cut off the horse's reins and pullover, and I hope that the old man will not be surprised." ”

Yang Bo said deeply: "Where is the benefactor, if you don't come to the rescue, the consequences may be unimaginable." ”

He glanced at the carriage on the ground: "Will it delay the old man's journey?" ”

Yang Bo hurriedly said: "I have checked it just now, the carriage is intact, as long as the break is connected, you can continue on the road." ”

"That's fine. I can't help much, so I'll leave it at that. He clenched his fists neatly, turned and walked away.

"Childe!" I hurriedly called out to him.

He turned to look at me, and his eyes were deep and quiet, like the night sky on the Cloud Mountain, as cool as water. "Dare to ask what else Miss has to say?"

I pointed to his shoulder: "Are you hurt?" ”

He glanced down at his right shoulder, and there were already red blood stains gradually oozing out, eye-catching and dazzling.

He said nonchalantly: "It's all old wounds, I'm afraid it was suddenly bloomed just now." ”

I looked up at the sky: "The rainy season in Jiangnan is rainy, and the wound is easy to deteriorate when soaked in rainwater, I know some medical skills, if you can trust it, let me bandage you, in order to thank Gongzi for saving his life." ”

He smiled brightly, gentle and gentle: "I can't ask for it, there is Miss Lao." ”

Yang Bo propped up the foot of the carriage and beckoned him to sit at the wheel. He left the neckline of his coat slightly open, exposing his wheat-colored right shoulder. A wound of more than a length snaked down from the shoulder, and the bone was deeply visible, which was shocking. And the wound turned outward and had already suppurated.

I turned my head and instructed Xuan'er to take the medicine box in my car, and took out gauze and a willow leaf blade from it: "Childe, your wound has suppurated and should not be healed." I'll have to remove a little bit of carrion from the edge of your wound, and you'll have to bear with it. ”

He still had a gentle smile on his face, looked down at his wound, and a warm snort sprayed on my hand: "Miss, even if you do it, it's okay." ”

There was a charcoal stove for boiling tea in the car, Xuan'er opened the damper, and I carefully roasted the silver needle and blade on the fire: "Childe, there is a medicinal juice called Ma Boiling Powder on the tip of my needle, which seals the acupuncture points on your shoulder, you may have a moment of numbness for the time being, and the tea time can be restored." ”

He looked up at me with a hint of encouragement: "It's just a small injury, I'm rough and thick-skinned, Miss don't worry." ”

I held my breath and condensed, and sealed a few acupuncture points near his shoulder well with a silver needle, Xuan'er handed me the baked knife, and couldn't bear to look at it, so I hurriedly turned my face away.

I tried to hold my hand as steady as I could, re-picking the flesh adhesions, shaving off the dead muscles, and squeezing out the pus until the red blood was oozing. Wipe the wound with hot water scalded gauze, sprinkle with wound powder, and bandage it carefully.

Although my master and I lived in seclusion, the master said that he would avoid the red dust but not the ordinary dust, and often took me down the mountain to see the poor villagers without receiving a penny. For the people who go up to the mountain to seek medical treatment, almost everything is answered. Her reputation as "Holy Hand Bodhisattva" is through word of mouth, famous in Jinling. I have been exposed to it since I was a child, and when I was older, I followed the master to see a doctor and ask for medicine, and for the poor families who lack medical treatment and medicine, they often delay the condition due to lack of money, and this kind of deteriorating wound has become a habit.

"This powder is very powerful, the initial wound is as hot as fire, and it will cauterize the remaining pus, but it will be cool as water in a moment, which is extremely conducive to wound healing. So don't worry if you have this reaction. I tied the gauze and whispered.

From beginning to end, he smiled silently, and although he was sweating profusely in pain, his brows did not even wrinkle.

"You are not an iron beater, you can say that it hurts, and I can do it lightly." I plucked the silver needle from his shoulder and threw it into the boiling water.

"The girl's technique is very skillful, and it doesn't hurt as much as I imagined." He straightened the neckline, and his right hand could not exert too much force, which was slightly clumsy.

I wanted to help, thinking about my current identity, I was afraid that it would be incompatible with the courtesy, so I stopped.

Xuan'er was timid, and she had already used the excuse of helping Uncle Yang and avoided it. He took a step forward and said in a low voice, "Please forgive me, who has the young lady offended?" ”

I was startled and looked up at him, and when I got closer, I realized that his eyes were dark and slightly blue, as mysterious as the sea in the dark night. "I have lived in seclusion with my master since I was a child, this is the first time I have come home, I don't know anyone, how can I offend people? Why did Childe say this? ”

He frowned slightly: "This place is an official road, people come and go, how can there be wolves in the blue sky and daylight?" Besides, the climate in the south of the Yangtze River is mild, but the wolf has thick fur and obviously comes from an extremely cold place. And skinny, if I expected it to be right, it should be a wild wolf in the northwestern steppes who has been hungry for a winter. This wolf likes to live in packs, and Rao will not migrate in the most difficult winter, so how can he come here at the beginning of spring? ”

My heart couldn't help sinking: "Childe means that this incident is not accidental, but someone did it on purpose?" ”

"Hopefully, I'm too worried."

My mind is already surging, and the tide is ebbing and flowing: "Thank you for the reminder." Haven't asked your benefactor for his name? ”

He smiled warmly: "The surname is Lin, Mo Sheng." ”

I bent down and said a blessing: "The little girl Su Qingwen thanked Lin Gongzi for her rescue." ”

Yang Bo connected the car sleeve, saw that his wound had been bandaged neatly, and asked earnestly: "Where is the son going?" It's not good to be so badly injured in the rain. ”

He smiled gently: "I'm going to Yangzhou City to find an old relative, this kind of drizzle clothes are impenetrable, it's okay." ”

"According to the footsteps, when you arrive at Yangzhou City, I'm afraid the city gate will be locked." Uncle Yang said enthusiastically, Xu Shi felt that he was getting too far again, glanced at me, and stopped talking.

I understand what Uncle Yang means: "It's just by the way, and the son is better to take a ride together." ”

He only muttered slightly: "Thank you so much." ”

We didn't dare to delay any longer, so Uncle Yang skillfully set the carriage and hurried on the road. Lin Gongzi insisted on sitting outside the car, wearing Uncle Yang's felt coat, covering the location of the wound, and listening to Uncle Yang talk all the way.

Xuan'er said in a low voice: "This son is a person who knows books and etiquette. Otherwise, if you enter the carriage, men and women will be in the same room, and it will inevitably be embarrassing. ”

I leaned on the cushion, closed my eyes on my forehead, and raised my head when I heard the words: "Xuan'er, tell me about the things in the house." ”

"What's the matter?" Xuan'er asked suspiciously.

"It's boring anyway, so let's talk about the interesting things between my aunt and sisters."