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People are about to die, their words are good, and birds are dying and their songs are also mourning.

Seeing such a humane behavior of the sick tiger, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but feel a little sad, and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

Oh!

The sick tiger roared again, as if echoing Nie Xiaoqian's question.

But Nie Xiaoqian didn't understand the language of beasts, she thought about it, had a flash of inspiration, and asked, "Do you want me to save you, or something else?" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt that this was purely superfluous, if this sick tiger didn't want to ask for life, what would she do kowtowing to herself?

"Will I save you?"

Nie Xiaoqian pondered.

"It's not impossible."

The scope of this Tiger Roaring Valley is huge, and trying to find Chen Yuci and them in it is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

And the sick tiger is the overlord of this valley, the former overlord, so the sick tiger must know every grass and tree here.

If the sick tiger really fought with the mountain ghost, he should know where the mountain ghost is hiding.

In this way, looking for Chen Yuci and the clues, looking for the clues of the mountain ghosts, may also fall on the body of the sick tiger.

This sick tiger is quite spiritual and should know the truth of helping each other.

Nie Xiaoqian's mind was full of thoughts, and she quickly made up her mind to save this sick tiger.

But when she was about to use what she had stolen from Li Shizhen, the mastery of curing the immortal, she found that a clever woman was embarrassed to cook without rice.

The sick tiger in front of her was seriously injured and needed a lot of external medicine, but she was not a doctor, she didn't have a standing medicine box, and she came to the valley alone, with only a sword and an umbrella on her body, even if she wanted to save people, oh no. If you want to save the tiger, you can't do it.

In this wilderness, where is there ready-made medicine for her use?

Nie Xiaoqian was crying out in vain, and suddenly her eyes lit up.

The eyes are full of green and dazzling, aren't the herbs hidden in them?

"Wait a minute, I'll come when I go."

Nie Xiaoqian didn't care if the sick tiger could understand her, so she just went.

After just a few breaths, she found a place not far away that looked like a restaurant for a sick tiger.

Nie Xiaoqian's eyes flashed with a hint of color, and she kept searching among the white bones. found that they were all the bones of a hundred beasts, and she didn't see any human-like bones in them, inexplicably, she felt a lot more relieved.

According to the Compendium of Materia Medica, certain herbs that have miraculous healing effects often grow in such places.

She floated over a pile of bones and moved away, revealing a small shamrock of grass.

This grass is called Shengyang grass in the "Compendium of Materia Medica", and it is an exaggeration to say that it can give birth to human flesh and bones, but it is in the description in the pharmacopoeia. It is very effective in the treatment of trauma.

Nie Xiaoqian was slightly happy in her heart and dug up this Yang Grass.

After that, it took a little more effort, and a dozen trees were dug up one after another before I gave up.

When she returned to the sick tiger with the shengyang grass, she first gave the sick tiger a simple examination.

The ferocity of the sick tiger has long since faded. is as well-behaved as a dying sick cat, at the mercy of Nie Xiaoqian.

After examination, Nie Xiaoqian found that the fatal wound on the sick tiger's body was a wound in the abdomen, and the fur was torn open by a large opening. Even a large piece of the flesh has been scratched off, and the wound is too severe, it has become inflamed and pus. You can even see some small bugs wriggling inside.

In fact, the dead tiger had suffered a similar serious injury, but for some reason, only the sick tiger survived.

If you know what the symptoms are, it's easy to do.

So, Nie Xiaoqian, a Mongolian doctor who just read a little medical skills from medical books, began to treat the sick tiger with the heart of saving a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

I saw her pull out her sword violently, and move it like the wind.

If you don't know that she is saving the tiger, it is likely to be misunderstood that she is killing the tiger.

Nie Xiaoqian used the blade of the sword to remove all the rotten flesh and pus and blood from the wound with small insects, and then used the hair of the sick tiger to stitch up the wound, and finally mashed the shengyang grass and applied it to the wound.

The whole process was easy to say, but because she had never done anything like it, it didn't go too smoothly.

Fortunately, when treating the sick tiger, the sick tiger was lying there motionless, even if it was the most painful flesh cut, it was just shaking its fur.

"In the past, there was Zhang Wuji to treat the ape, and now there is Nie Xiaoqian to save the tiger."

Nie Xiaoqian moved her hands and said something in her mouth.

"Tiger, tiger, Zhang Wuji ruled the ape, got the supreme treasure book of martial arts "Jiuyang Zhenjing", and since then he has made great achievements, become the leader of the Ming Sect, captured the kindness of countless beauties, and embarked on the pinnacle of life. I don't ask for anything from the "Nine Yang True Scripture" and "Nine Yin True Scripture", as long as you can help me find Chen Yuci and them. ”

The largest wound is solved, and the remaining minor wounds are much easier, but some of the septic blood is removed and herbs are applied.

After completing these tasks, if nothing else, as long as the sick tiger rests for a while, it should be able to revive the dragon and restore the majesty of the king of the jungle.

Of course, this is all Nie Xiaoqian's wishful thinking.

In fact, she knows in her heart that it is up to people to make things happen.

The sick tiger has received her most crude treatment, and whether it can survive in the end depends on its own creation.

Because she had no confidence in her medical skills, Nie Xiaoqian didn't wait next to the sick tiger, she gave the sick tiger the medicine and left immediately.

After searching in Tiger Roaring Valley for most of the day, Chen Yuci and the others were not found.

In the evening, she returned to the sick tiger with a few pheasants she had caught.

If she can, she really hopes that the sick tiger can get better soon and help her go to Chen Yuci and them.

Watching the sick tiger eat the pheasant, Nie Xiaoqian left to search again.

She didn't stop all night, and when it was dawn, she returned to the sick tiger again and threw him some food.

When the sick tiger eats the food, Nie Xiaoqian will leave.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the sick tiger stood up and bit the scabbard in her hand.

Although the movements are still a little shaky, they are much better than yesterday when it seemed that a gust of wind could blow them down.

It's only been less than a day, and I'm recovering too quickly, is it because my herbs are good at applying?

Nie Xiaoqian thought about it, and asked, "Do you want me to go with you?" ”

The sick tiger did not nod in agreement as Nie Xiaoqian thought, but continued to bite her scabbard. Drag in one direction.

The sick tiger has a little spirituality, but after all, it is not the kind of spiritual thing that can cultivate into a fox spirit like the white fox.

Nie Xiaoqian let go of her hand and let the sick tiger walk with the sword, while she followed unhurriedly.

Just when Nie Xiaoqian thought that the sick tiger was taking her to find the mountain ghost, she found that she had followed the sick tiger to a cave.

The sick tiger put the sword on the ground, turned around and copied Nie Xiaoqian and roared, shaking the hair on his body, limping, and entering the cave first.

Nie Xiaoqian picked up the sword and hesitated. He also walked in.

The cave is about two zhang deep, one zhang wide, about six or seven feet high, but after entering, I don't feel cramped at all.

Although the cave was dimly lit, she easily looked at the entire cave with her ghostly skills.

But he said that when the sick tiger entered the cave, he went straight to a corner at the end of the cave.

Nie Xiaoqian looked and saw that in that corner, there was a fluffy little tiger the size of a cat.

"So you're still a mother."

Nie Xiaoqian suddenly realized. It is not surprising why the sick tiger showed a pleading look when he saw him yesterday, because he was worried that it was dead and that its young child would not survive.

The little tiger probably smelled its mother's breath and woke up. But because he was born, his eyes haven't been opened yet, so he is so ignorant and confused. Searching for breath, he crawled towards the sick tiger.

Over there, the little tiger crawled away from the nest in that corner, revealing the contents of the nest. Nie Xiaoqian turned around and just saw it, and her eyes were fixed there.

That's a scarf!

Nie Xiaoqian's heart tightened, and she didn't go to watch the little tiger eat, so she walked to the nest and pulled out the scarf.

The original plain white color of the scarf has now turned dark yellow and crumpled, but you can see a delicate ancient sword embroidered on it.

In the lower right corner of the scarf, there are also four words embroidered: Jianzang poetry.

"This is the scarf of the jade word!"

It was as if a bolt of lightning had split through the fog and lit up the night sky.

Because she was too anxious, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't wait to ask the sick tiger, "Where did you find this scarf?" ”

But the sick tiger was concentrating on feeding the child, and it seemed that she did not hear her words, and she had to ask again loudly.

The sick tiger came back to his senses, and a low roar came out of his throat.

But Nie Xiaoqian couldn't understand what its roar meant, so she could only wave the scarf and point at the same time, trying to make the sick tiger understand her intentions.

It's just a pity that the sick tiger didn't make any response, but his eyes became darker and darker, and his eyes closed for a while, which made Nie Xiaoqian stunned.

After a long while, she found that the sick tiger had just run around for a while because of his injuries, and she was tired and fell asleep, so she sighed and gave up communication with the sick tiger.

Put away the scarf, Nie Xiaoqian didn't go out again like a blind fly, and went to look for Chen Yuci indiscriminately.

Since Chen Yuci's scarf appeared here, there should be clues on the sick tiger to find Chen Yuci, and she planned to wait here for the sick tiger to wake up, and then ask the sick tiger to help find it.

With a scarf as an introduction, it should be impossible for a sick tiger to make a mistake, and the tiger's nose will probably be more agile than the dog's nose.

Nie Xiaoqian speculated in her heart nervously.

The little tiger may have slept too much, and after eating enough, he was full of vitality, rolling and dancing his teeth and claws, and he had a lot of fun.

Nie Xiaoqian was worried, so she hugged the little tiger over and teased it to relieve the anxiety in her heart.

And so on for most of the day.

At night, the sick tiger finally woke up and fed the little tiger, and it set its eyes on Nie Xiaoqian.

Seeing this, Nie Xiaoqian took out the scarf and handed it to the sick tiger.

The sick tiger sniffed, looked down at the little tiger, licked it a few times, and then walked out of the hole.

Naturally, its wounds have not healed yet, and even its spirit is a little sluggish, but Chen Yuci and they have been missing for almost five days, and Nie Xiaoqian has to urge it.

Out of the cave, the sick tiger's pace increased.

Although he can't run due to his injuries, he has the foundation of the King of the Jungle, and his walking speed is not slow.

Nie Xiaoqian saw that the sick tiger seemed to be moving in one direction purposefully, and she hurriedly followed.

At this time, the white clouds cover the moon. The mist covers the forest, and the grass is green.

Exactly: the clouds cover the moon and the grass is green, and the mist covers the dense forest. Fang traces don't know where to go, and half of the white yarn refers to the maze.

Walking through the forest and beating leaves all the way, it didn't take long to hear the sound of running water.

Out of a forest, a rushing river appeared in front of Nie Xiaoqian.

Nie Xiaoqian had been here before, but she didn't have any clues at the time, so she left as soon as she came, and she couldn't find the slightest useful thing from this neighborhood.

The sick tiger stood on the edge of the river and spun around. Then he walked downstream along the river.

As the sick tiger ran purposefully, Nie Xiaoqian's hope gradually rose.

The mountains are fighting, the rivers are rushing, and the sound of water is getting louder and louder.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, the sick tiger slowed down.

She didn't know why, and thought that the sick tiger had an attack and couldn't walk.

But when she looked up, she realized that there was no road ahead, and she came to the edge of the cliff with it.

Nie Xiaoqian floated to the side of the sick tiger. Look down with it.

But when I saw that the cliff was like a split, it went straight down several feet.

The water rushes down, and in the bright moonlight, the hanging river is like silver. Suspicious for nine days.

The mist was churning, and the sound of the waves was rolling and deafening.

Nie Xiaoqian's heart trembled slightly, and said, "Is the scarf found here?" ”

The sick tiger spun around for a moment. Pull out a shoe from a pile of vines.

It was a women's shoe, small and delicate, embroidered with an iconic sword flower.

"Jade Words' shoes?" Nie Xiaoqian looked at the shoes she had taken from the sick tiger's mouth.

The sick tiger could not speak. Just facing the cliff, he raised his head and roared.

The roar was like thunder, shaking the sky, and even the sound of the waterfall was drowned out.

It's just that the sick tiger roared, and it seemed that because of too much consumption, he couldn't stand steadily, and immediately gasped and lay on the ground.

Seeing it move like this, Nie Xiaoqian, who was looking at the hanging waterfall, patted its head gently, but couldn't help but think in her heart: Could it be that Yuci jumped from here?

Thinking about this question, Chen Yuci was chased and killed by the mountain ghost and fled here, seeing that there was no way out, because she didn't want to lose the claw of the mountain ghost, she jumped down with the idea of nine deaths.

Nie Xiaoqian gently stroked the hair on the sick tiger's back and said, "It's really hard for you to let you come to help with your injuries." If I find them, I will definitely come to see you with them. Now you go back first, your children are still waiting for you at home. ”

The sick tiger looked up at Nie Xiaoqian, and there seemed to be a hint of relief in his eyes.

"Then we'll see you later." Nie Xiaoqian said, floating off the cliff and flying down the waterfall.

To live is to see people, and to die is to see corpses.

She had to go down and take a look before she could be willing.

The sick tiger stared at Nie Xiaoqian, who was falling, and didn't shake his head until he couldn't see it anymore, and walked back.

Nie Xiaoqian, who was in the air from the mist and smoke, had a plain skirt and graceful demeanor, like a glimpse of floating light, floating to the ground, without a trace of dust.

The mountain wind was very strong, and the water vapor that blew from it wet her green silk dancing with the wind.

However, at this time, Nie Xiaoqian didn't care about these things anymore, because she saw another shoe on the edge of the deep pool of the waterfall, small and exquisite, embroidered with sword flowers, and the pair of shoes found by the sick tiger.

"Yuci jumped off a cliff and fell into a deep pool, her shoes washed away by the current, and then ran aground on the shore with the current."

Nie Xiaoqian speculated on the details of Chen Yuci's cliff jumping, and then put the umbrella and sword she was carrying, as well as the pair of shoes, to a relatively secret place on the shore, and Ling Bo floated to the middle of the deep pool.

Everyone is the protagonist in her life, and jumping off a cliff has always been the most frequent and effective way for the protagonist in the novel to gain adventures.

In "Journey to the West", there is a water curtain hole behind the waterfall, and the great sage jumped over the waterfall and won the reputation of the Monkey King.

In "Heroes", Lu Yun was washed down the waterfall by the water, fell into the cliff cave behind the waterfall, and practiced for ten years, and his internal strength was unmatched.

……

Nie Xiaoqian floated on the water, several thoughts flashed through her mind, and her body swept towards the waterfall.

After a few breaths, she retreated again, because there was no water curtain cave or cliff cave behind the water, only a slippery, cold and hard thousand-year-old stone wall.

After pondering for a moment, her eyes fell to the blue waves at her feet.

Dark and deep. There is no bottom of the waterfall in sight, and no one knows what is buried in the water below.

With the idea of not being afraid of 10,000, Nie Xiaoqian plunged into the water without hesitation, she just hoped that Yuci would not be pressed down by Wanzhong Bibo.

Tanzi couldn't see the bottom at a glance on the water, even Nie Xiaoqian's night vision skills, she couldn't see the bottom, she thought it was at least a few zhang deep.

But she didn't expect that this pool was far more than a few zhang, she had already dived seven or eight zhang, but when she looked down, she still couldn't see the bottom of the pool. What's even more terrifying is that. The surface of the pond is only more than ten zhang square, but under the water it seems to be a dark lake, and there is no edge to see at all, which is extremely weird.

Nie Xiaoqian kept diving, although she was a tangible and insubstantial yin soul body, but for some reason, she soon felt a sense of oppression by the water.

Every time I dived, I felt uncomfortable.

It was about twenty or thirty feet deep, and the water was pressing on the body. There was already the pain of being crushed into pieces.

"No, I'm going up!"

Nie Xiaoqian felt that the Yin Soul Body was about to be crushed, and had to surface.

The moment she floated out of the water, she felt a sense of relief. I have a sense of fluttering immortality.

This is undoubtedly an illusion, it is really too strong a sense of oppression under the water, and once you go up and down, it seems to be the difference between heaven and earth.

Take a breath of fresh air on the water. Nie Xiaoqian dived down again.

It seemed like she was about to see the bottom of the pool, and she was going to try again.

With the previous experience, it was easy to reach a depth of ten zhang. Then there are twenty zhang, thirty zhang, and the bottom of the pond is not far below.

So even though the skin of the Yin Soul seemed to be bursting inch by inch, she still held on.

One foot, two feet, three feet, I finally saw the bottom of the pool, the sand and gravel were everywhere, the water and grass were swaying, and everything seemed peaceful and silent.

Nie Xiaoqian glanced around and didn't find any signs of people.

In fact, at this depth, even a human being has really been crushed by the water pressure.

Just as she didn't find anything, and the body of the Yin Soul was about to hold on, and she was about to go back, her eyes swept over a jagged rock, and her pupils dilated instantly.

Because in the middle of that craggy rock, there was a dark coffin.

The size of the coffin is huge, it looks like a small house, and there are many kinds of seal carvings on it, like stars in the sky, which can be dazzling at a glance.

What's even more bizarre is that at the other end of this coffin, a huge rock is stuck with an ancient great sword.

Of course, the greatsword is only as big as an ordinary sword, and it cannot be compared with a coffin.

"Whose coffin is it, whose sword is it?"

Nie Xiaoqian, who had been torn apart by the pressure of the water, was about to support the past to take a look, when a sense of foreboding suddenly came to her heart, in this boundless water, it seemed that something was staring at her intently.

She looked around in confusion, and the next moment she noticed the bottom of the pool, which had been standing still, and the water changed violently at this moment, as if someone had been boiled at once, and churned violently.

And with the sharp tumbling of the water, a black shadow burst out from the other end of the pool.

The black shadow is so huge that it gives Nie Xiaoqian a terrifying sense that the black shadow can devour everything in the world.

Seeing that the black shadow was about to arrive, Nie Xiaoqian didn't dare to stay any longer.

Call!

Nie Xiaoqian suddenly broke out of the water, and her figure flashed again, and she instantly moved away from the waterhole and avoided the shore.

It's just strange that when she floated into the air with the sword in her hand, the waterhole did not change as she imagined, and the huge scalp-numbing black shadow that she saw at the bottom of the pool just now did not chase her out of the water.

It looked as if the shadow didn't exist, and everything was just an illusion on her part.

But whether it was an illusion or not, Nie Xiaoqian, who had palpitations, did not plan to go down, although the coffin and big sword at the bottom of the pool made her very curious.

Curiosity kills cats, and possibly ghosts.

Nie Xiaoqian, who was self-aware, calmed down after relieving herself, retrieved the umbrella and jade words' shoes, and floated downstream along the river.

The downstream water is not fast, and if Yuzi is still conscious when it is washed down, it should be able to swim out.

Nie Xiaoqian observed carefully all the way, so as not to miss any possible clues.

"Where is it?"

In less than a stick of incense, she saw a trail of footprints in the exposed riverbed.

The muddy riverbed, petite footprints stretching towards the riverbank.

Seeing these little footsteps, Nie Xiaoqian seemed to see Chen Yuci, and when she was overjoyed, she hurriedly sped up her speed and ran in the direction of the footprints.

"Jade words?"

After running only a few dozen feet away, she saw a crouching figure behind a large bluestone. (To be continued......)