Chenzhou belongs to Henan, up to Chang'an Luoyang, down to Caishui, one hundred and sixty-nine miles from east to west, two hundred and eighty miles from north to south, set up six counties, like the land of four wars.

Although this place is not as prosperous as Chang'an, it also has a unique flavor, Chu Ci slowly drives the horse, and the good students browse the customs and folklore, and the beautiful mountains and rivers.

Of course, he didn't forget to go deep into the masses, mingle with the grassroots people, and when the road was uneven, he also came to the rescue, but he didn't get a reward, which made Chu Ci secretly wonder in his heart, whether the main quest had not yet been launched, so that he failed to get the side reward.

Thinking in his heart, suddenly the horse's hooves neighed, stopped advancing, and kept making a vigilant 'boom' cry towards an abandoned Guandi temple near the left.

There is a case!

The white horse has a spirit, maybe he sensed some danger, Chu Ci immediately put his hand on the cold iron sword box, grabbed the reins of the horse with his empty hand, and took a few steps back.

If there is an enemy in ambush, seeing that you are on guard, you will inevitably jump out.

After waiting for a while, Chu Ci saw that there was no reaction around him, turned over and dismounted, pulled out a short sword of more than a foot from the sword box, and walked towards the Guandi Temple step by step.

Before entering the Guandi Temple, there was a foul smell on his face, and the first wisp of smoke made Chu Ci dizzy.

Poisonous!

Chu Ci immediately held his breath and changed to the innate internal qi circulation, and then continued to enter the temple.

The walls of the Guandi Temple are decayed, overgrown with weeds, the temple door is open, and the cobwebs in it are covered with dust, which is really dirty.

And in the middle of the temple, a person, no, it is better to say a mess of meat piled up in front of the desk, if it weren't for Chu Ci's keen sense of spirituality, he noticed that there was still a ray of unyielding vitality in it, I am afraid that this guy covered in abscesses and poisonous blood would also be regarded as a dead person.

As if sensing someone coming. The seriously injured person rolled his eyes slightly. A sore burst on his face again. Yellowish-gray pus and blood flowed.

"Who are you?" Chu Ci saw this guy clearly, and saw him dressed in Miao Jiang's clothes, so he no longer approached, but asked calmly from a distance of ten meters.

The seriously wounded man did not speak, or he did not even have the strength to speak, and a slight mocking coldness flowed from his eyes, even if it was decadent, dirty and ugly. can't hide his grandeur and fierceness.

"Forget it, it's most convenient to calculate a hexagram for you." Chu Ci also felt that he had said nonsense, and he was so seriously injured that he probably even suffered a blow to his throat.

Take out the Bagua Mirror and a small pinch of wormwood from the sword box behind the back, guide the fire spell, ignite the wormwood on the Bagua Mirror, and smoke emits a strange scene, intertwined into a complex pattern.

Seeing Chu Ci's movements, a curiosity appeared in the eyes of the seriously injured person, and he became a little interested in this handsome young man of eight or nine years old.

"Illustrious. Persecuted and uprooted. In spite of oneself. Well, it's not a vendetta, it's not a bad thing. Chu Ci nodded again and again, and let the seriously injured show a trace of horror, but he didn't expect to let a little boy divinate his origin, his eyes first showed a trace of killing intent, and then he remembered his situation and was silent.

"Originally, I wanted to calculate your future, but I don't know your birthday, I don't know your name, and I don't want to take the items on your body to take the divination, so everything is simple." Chu Ci walked in front of the seriously injured person in two or three steps, and the spiritual power in his body flowed, releasing a 'rain run', and the bits and pieces of water spiritual power were like warm streams, washing the limbs and bones of the seriously injured person, making him begin to warm up his cold and stiff body.

Chu Ci patiently brushed the seriously injured several times until the sores on the seriously injured man's body stopped bleeding and his chest rose and fell strongly, then he explained: "Since you are not a bad person, then I have no problem saving you." I don't have medicine with me, use spells to maintain your life first, Chenzhou is not far from here, I will take you to rectify it. ”

The first time Li Jiangliu heard someone say that he was not a bad person, but was still a nine-year-old child, he couldn't help but feel a little absurd, but when he saw the serious appearance on Chu Ci Qingli's little face, he didn't choose to be silent, and at the same time secretly stopped the magic power flowing in his body.

He originally planned to use his last bit of strength to kill Chu Ci, but now he was moved by Chu Ci's actions.

Li Jiangliu stopped regurgitating, and the most obvious feeling was Chu Ci's white horse, Chu Ci supported Li Jiangliu and helped him to the horse, originally planning to lead the horse back to the city, but seeing that Li Jiangliu was weak and could barely sit still, he could only untie the sword box and tie it around the horse's neck, turn over and ride in front, and tie Li Jiangliu firmly to himself with a cloth belt, and he didn't care about a luxurious purple dress that was stained by Li Jiangliu.

This kid is kind-hearted, but he doesn't have any city!

Li Jiangliu's palm on Chu Ci's back, almost as long as he swallowed, he could kill Chu Ci immediately, but when he thought of Chu Ci's sentence 'You are not a bad person', and those calm eyes, there was no pity, no sympathy, just treating him as an ordinary person.

Everyman!

Li Jiangliu pondered in his heart, and finally put his hand down.

As everyone knows, Chu Ci also knows the allusion of the farmer and the snake, his hands with his back to Li Jiangliu are tightly clenched, his right hand is intentionally or unintentionally placed on the sword box, and the two fingers of the reins in his left hand can also instantly release sword qi to protect his body.

It wasn't until Li Jiangliu put his hand down that he lifted his guard.

Back in Chenzhou, Chu Ci found a family doctor's shop, grabbed a few wound medicines for Li Jiangliu, and cooperated with Yurun to quickly stabilize Li Jiangliu's injuries, but the sores all over his body were not good for a while.

"In the Xiali River, dare to ask Xiao En's name." Li Jiangliu felt his gradually improving physical condition, his heart was complicated, looking at the window with a book of sword books and relishing Chu Ci, he finally opened his mouth and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Under Murong Ziying, a disciple of the Qionghua Sect." Chu Ci smiled lightly, and the bright yellow sunlight hit the side face, looking handsome and beautiful.

Li Jiangliu was almost not blinded by Chu Ciliang, and he slandered in his heart, what a scourge, if he was in Miaojiang, it was estimated that he could harm many amorous Miao girls.

Kunlun Qionghua, not far from Miaojiang, Li Jiangliu naturally knew the name, but he didn't expect that the kid in front of him was a disciple of Qionghua, but depending on his age, he has not yet reached the age of going down the mountain to practice.

"Thank you Xiao Engong for saving your life, Li is a cow and a horse, and he will be rewarded." Li Jiangliu's thoughts were slightly sluggish for a moment, and then he solemnly thanked him.

Hearing that he was a cow and a horse, Chu Ci immediately laughed.

"What do you mean, little Engong?" Li Jiangliu frowned, isn't this funny? He had never been despised before, and Chu Ci's sneer suddenly touched his sensitive heart after being injured.

"Nothing? I just remembered a joke and told you about it. Chu Ci covered his stomach and said with a half-smile and half-smile: "Look, the hero saves the beauty in Pingsuli, if the beauty is satisfied, she will say with a shyly face, 'The hero's life-saving grace, the little woman has nothing to repay, but to make a promise with her body.'" If you are not satisfied, you will say, 'The little woman has nothing to repay for the hero's life-saving grace, but to be a cow and a horse in the next life to repay this kindness'! Isn't that funny, you say? ”

The corners of Li Jiangliu's mouth twitched, and he burned inside, as if his injuries were a little more serious.

"Haha, don't say it, don't say it, lest you tear your wounds, forget it if you repay me, just do a good deed every day and accumulate merit." Chu Ci put away his smile, "After a few **** injuries, the recovery is almost complete, I asked the doctor to catch a few doses of medicine, you just need to decoction on time, and the injury will heal naturally." I still have important things to do, I can't stay longer, the green mountains don't change, the green water flows forever, and the rivers and lakes will see you again. ”

Chu Ci hugged his fist very freely, lifted the sword box, left a little entanglement, and left directly.

Murong Ziying? Funny little ghost.

Li Jiangliu didn't hold back, looking at Chu Ci's thin back, the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling. (To be continued.) )