When my fingers trembled slightly and touched under Yuetian's nose, my hanging heart finally let go, damn, scared me to death, this kid is still alive. But even if he is not dead, seeing that his face is bloodless, it is estimated that the situation is not good, and he must quickly find a way to heal him.

No need to ask, it must have been injured by the man in black just now to become like this.

After confirming that Yuetian was not dead, the mood that had been suppressed was better, but when I saw the yellow hair again, he was lying motionless on the ground like Yuetian, and his heart was pinched again.

Like Yuetian just now, carefully flip him over, and when I see his face, I am relieved, why is this kid's face even more ruddy than just now, and it is a bit like the kind of crimson after shyness, isn't it a spring dream?

At this moment, I suddenly heard a lewd laugh in my ears, which startled me, and when I looked at it, it made me angry, it turned out to be Huang Mao grinning with a lewd smile.

It seems that I guessed correctly, this kid is definitely dreaming of spring, I am so anxious that I am about to get into the house, he is still dreaming, I really can't imagine how he did it.

I went up and kicked Huang Mao's ass, "Hey, get up, it's time to stand." ”

After saying that, I remembered that Huang Mao grew up in this kind of ghost place since he was a child, and he should have never taken a train, but he can't be too sure, who knows if there is a train here, maybe even a plane.

Huang Mao was kicked by me, jumped up directly from the lying position, stood up extremely weirdly, blinked his eyes, and asked me, "What are you doing?" Which station did you go to? ”

After that, he found Yuetian lying on the ground, and suddenly looked frightened, and asked me, "He, what's the matter with him?" ”

I ignored him, squatted down again, and gently pushed Yuetian: "Yuetian, Yuetian,"

But after shouting several times, he still didn't respond, if I hadn't detected his snort just now, otherwise from where I looked, it was a corpse.

"He's not going to die," Yellowfur approached in horror, reaching out to sniff like me.

As a result, Huang Mao's face was slightly better, and he turned to me and said, "Quick, let's take him back to Guanli, it seems that he is seriously injured, and now I don't have any medicine on me, don't delay, otherwise it will be very dangerous." ”

"Guanli?" I asked suspiciously, "You mean the Taoist temple where your master became a monk?" ”

Huang Mao nodded violently.

Although there are still many questions, saving people is important at the moment, and there is no time to say more. I picked up Yuetian and asked, "Which way are you going?" ”

"Follow me," said Huang Mao, and the flying figure ran ahead.

Looking at his running speed, I secretly admired it in my heart, when I was fighting with those white robes just now, I looked at Huang's two times, and thought that his kung fu was mediocre, but I didn't expect that his light skills were so superb, it seemed that he was only above me, not below me.

Although I carried a month on my back, this weight was a piece of cake for me, as if I had not carried anything.

Following behind Huang Mao, I looked around and wondered, could this be the Taoist temple he was talking about? According to Huang Mao, the Taoist temple where he lived was far away from the village he used to live in.

For those of us who practice martial arts, if we say the word far, it means that it is quite far, at least 100 kilometers, otherwise we will not use this far word. But when I think back to the process of coming here from the village for some reason, I only feel that a few minutes have passed, and if the person who saved us has run hundreds of kilometers in just a few minutes, then this speed is even faster than an airplane. I don't know if there is any other level of kung fu other than supernatural things like immortals or monsters.

And most importantly, if it is a person who saves us, that is to say, he is carrying three people running at the same time, it shows that the mysterious person is not simple, and I feel more and more that he should not be a person.

Follow Huang Mao all the way, there is still no road under his feet, and they are all that kind of strange plants, there is still thick darkness in the distance, I don't know how Huang Mao grows in this environment, if it were me, I would have died of breath a long time ago, how can I still live to be so big?

After a few more minutes, I suddenly noticed that some different colors appeared in the black fog in the distance, a bit like the roof, well, it seems that it may be almost to the Taoist temple.

Sure enough, it didn't take long to walk, and many houses appeared from the clouds and mist in front of me, but what made me strange was that Huang Mao didn't say that it was a Taoist temple, how did I feel that it was a village.

It really looks like a village, with lots of houses, trees, and even people who seem to be shaking. This is strange, I thought that the Taoist temple mentioned by Huang Mao was in a very remote place, it must be the kind where there are no people in a radius of many miles, how can it be in a village?

When I arrived at the entrance of the village, I saw the general appearance of the whole village, this village is very small, there are dozens of families, but the houses are much better than before, although there are earthen houses, but the whole looks very new, and the construction is very beautiful.

There is an old man at the entrance of the village, dressed very shabby, very dirty, his face is full of wrinkles, and his long white hair is scattered on his shoulders, which seems to have not been taken care of for a long time, giving people a particularly sloppy feeling.

At this moment, he was sitting on a very flat stone, holding two gray-black round balls in his hand and kneading them, and I don't know if the color of the two balls was like that, or the reason why they had been kneaded for a long time.

There was a crutch standing diagonally next to the old man, the same gray-black, which made me feel uncomfortable looking at it.

When Huang Mao passed by, the old man's eyes didn't open, and he didn't seem to notice us at all, and he didn't react at all. Entering the village, Huang Mao walked straight forward, and after a while, he passed through the village, and then I saw a row of black tile houses in the distance, a bit like a Taoist temple.

When I got closer, sure enough, this is a very ancient Taoist temple, it seems to have a courtyard with two entrances, a dark gate, and a slight paint on it, but it does not look dilapidated, but gives people a sense of ancient mystery.

But the strange thing is that this Taoist temple does not have a plaque, and when you look up, it seems that there was one on it, but it was taken off for some reason.

Huang Mao didn't say a word, raised his foot and gasped open the door, the moment he opened the door, there was an old Taoist in the Taoist temple who was sweeping the floor with a broom, this discovery once again subverted my previous conjecture, I thought that there were two people in this Taoist temple, Huang Mao and Hu Daxian, but I didn't expect there to be other old ways.

The old man who swept the floor was stunned when he saw Huang Mao running in in a hurry, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong, San'er, what's wrong?" ”

"Uncle Shi, save people." Yellow Fur pointed back.

Lao Dao hurriedly walked over and glanced at Yue Tiandao behind me: "Quick, send it to the room." ”

Huang Mao led the way, followed him through the first yard, to a house in the backyard, the house nodded candles, although not too bright, but the feeling was much better than the outside, without that eerie and oppressive feeling.

This room is not big, only more than ten square meters, but it is very clean, and it looks like the place where the monks live. I gently placed Yuetian on the wooden bed. Lao Dao hurriedly walked over with a medicine box.

Huang Mao and I were both watching from the side, and Lao Dao observed Yuetian's face for a moment, and reached out to pinch his pulse.

After looking at both his left and right hands, he turned his head and asked, "Was this injured by the people of Yinkui Village?" ”

Huang Mao nodded vigorously.

Yinkui Village? As soon as I heard this name, I was chuckled in my heart, damn, Huang Mao talked for a long time before, and he didn't say the name of the village, it was originally called Yinkui Village, what is the relationship with the Yinkui Mountain above, why is it called Yinkui? It shouldn't be such a coincidence, right?

Lao Dao took out a white porcelain bottle from the medicine box, unscrewed the lid and poured out a few small black pills. At this time, a refreshing fragrance suddenly diffused, this smell is simply incomparably fragrant, making people smell like a fairy, not to mention the comfort.

I suddenly began to wonder if Hu Daxian who lived here was the master of me and Hu San, because several times, when I was injured, Hu San took out Hu Daxian's homemade pills to heal, although the effect was surprisingly good, but there was one thing, the smell was simply not smelly, damn, the smell of the sewer was much better than that medicine, so when I was injured later, I wanted to endure it, and I didn't want to use Master's medicine anymore.

But the old pills in front of him are so fragrant, could it be that he made it, and it has nothing to do with Hu Daxian? I heard Huang Mao call him uncle just now, presumably he should be Hu Daxian's junior brother, so it is unlikely that it is okay.

Lao Dao gently broke Yuetian's pale lips, put the pills into his mouth, poured a little water into it, and then sat on the edge of the bed frowning and observed. His face was expressionless, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or worried, or anxious, he just stared at Yuetian's face tightly.

Huang Mao and I couldn't be bothered, so we had to watch silently from the side.

After about a few minutes, I suddenly found that Yuetian's face was a little ruddy, which made me ecstatic, Hu Daxian's medicine really had a miraculous effect, whether it was fragrant or not, the effect was so amazing, but he hadn't woken up yet, and he couldn't be happy too early.

Seeing that Yuetian's face had improved slightly, Lao Dao sighed slightly, and his face, which had been tense, became much more relaxed at this moment. He instructed Huang Mao: "San'er, help him up." ”

We hurriedly helped Yuetian to sit on the bed, but we didn't expect Lao Dao to take off his shoes, get on the bed, and said, "San'er, you go find a basin and come over." ”

Huang Mao answered, and soon found a copper basin from the outside and came in, and Lao Dao said: "Put the basin on his lap, you continue to order, he may vomit in a while." ”

Huang Mao did so, and I only gently supported Yuetian next to him, although he was not awake, but for some reason his body was still sitting very steady, and he didn't look like he was going to fall, maybe it had something to do with his own kung fu, anyway, I shouldn't be able to do this.

Lao Dao rolled up his sleeves and ordered Huang Mao to take off Yuetian's shirt. I knew he was going to use Qigong to heal Yuetian.

I've heard of this kind of healing, but I've never seen it, and now it's common in many TV movies to have scenes like this, where one person sits behind another person, with his palms behind him, surrounded by fog, and then adds some special effects. In fact, these are not true at all, although I have not seen it, but from the essence of martial arts qigong, when exercising qigong, there will be no white mist and other marginal things at all, and as far as I know, the effect of qigong healing is not very good, even if it is a peerless martial arts master, he will only use this method as an auxiliary.

Huang Mao slowly took off Yuetian's shirt, and when he was behind his back, I was suddenly startled, because I saw a skeleton.

This is a skull tattoo, and the entire tattoo looks lifelike and vivid from Yuetian's neck to her waist.

Well, it seems that the skeleton should be dead, it can't be like life. In short, the tattoo is very god-like, and it has a kind of three-dimensional feeling, like、It's like watching that kind of 3D movie.。 Of course, the color of the entire skeleton is not white, but black, with some slight skin color in the middle, which makes the skeleton tattoo even more strange and inexplicable.

Lao Dao was also stunned when he saw this tattoo, and a trace of surprise suddenly flashed across his face, which had been expressionless just now, but this change disappeared in an instant, and his face returned to normal.

From this point of view, the tattoo on Yuetian's body is definitely not simple, and I don't know what it represents, and this old way should know it, otherwise, with his city, he would not have the same expression as just now. (To be continued.) )