After a long and arduous journey, the emaciated figure finally reached the foot of the mountain, but it was already exhausted, panting and sweating profusely.

Putting down the tall wooden barrel in his hand, he let out a long sigh, wiped the sweat on his face with a small hand, but he didn't expect to paint that little face black and white, like a little flower cat, which made people laugh.

After a short rest, the child lifted the barrel again, walked to the brook where Yingying flowed, and put the barrel into the stream, trying to fill it with water.

With a slight glance in his eyes, the child was suddenly stunned for a moment, and let out an unusually crisp exclamation from his mouth, which sounded as melodious as a lark, and the whole person hurriedly retreated again and again, and even threw the barrel into the stream.

After retreating more than ten steps in a row, his feet were in a mess, and he sat on the ground all of a sudden, looking at the stream, and his face showed a little panicked.

Following the child's line of sight, I saw a figure floating in the stream, because it was hung by a branch on the bank, so it stayed by the stream.

The figure was motionless, without a trace of breath, and seemed to have been dead for a long time, so it was no wonder that the child was suddenly startled.

After a long while, the child's fierce churning mood finally calmed down, and he stood up tremblingly, his expression changed uncertainly, and after thinking for a long time, he made up his mind, and slowly moved his steps towards the stream.

It was only after more than ten steps, but the child walked for half an hour before he reached the stream, picked up a branch from the ground, and poked at the figure soaked in the stream.

Poked it gently, but there was still no movement, and the child relaxed slightly, walked into the stream, and came to the side of the figure.

I looked carefully at the figure, but I saw that he was a very young man, his body was covered with countless narrow scars, and even his face was cut one after another, which looked extremely hideous.

Startled by the horrific face, the child patted his chest lightly, stretched out his right hand, and carefully placed a finger under his nostril.

Immediately after touching the skin, the child felt a burst of warmth coming from his fingers, and there were traces of air echoing in his nose.

Upon discovering this, the child immediately reacted, and the person who was immersed in the stream was not dead, but was seriously injured.

Looking at the dense scars on that person's body, I don't know if there is any salvation, but leaving him here, the child's heart is a little unbearable.

His brows furrowed slightly, a bright light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth, stretched out his hands, and carefully dragged the man towards the shore.

Carrying the man on his back, the child walked slowly in a path, climbing towards the mountain, and the slightest sweat dripped onto the bluestone steps, smashing watermarks one after another.

I don't know how long it took, a dilapidated house finally appeared in front of the child's eyes, and the power that had been consumed seemed to be born out of thin air, and the whole person staggered over.

Pushing open the slightly closed door, he walked to the only small bed in the room, and put the person on his back on the bed, only to let out a long sigh of relief.

After resting for a while, the child hurried to a small cabinet, opened the cabinet and flipped it over, and took out a small porcelain vase from it.

A turquoise ointment was poured out of the porcelain vase, and the child resisted the panic in his heart and carefully applied the ointment to each wound.

By the time it was all processed, time had passed quickly, the sun had set in the west, the moon had risen in the east, and a bright moonlight had enveloped the entire land, showing a burst of silver-white.

Sitting on a low stool and resting for a while, suddenly, the child seemed to remember something, and jumped up suddenly: "Oh no, I haven't finished lifting the water today, if I don't complete the task, then it will be trouble!"

Before he could finish speaking, the child hurried out of the room, and faded away in a rush of footsteps, leaving the man lying quietly on the bed.

The moonlight gradually shone into the room, reflecting the whole room brightly, and the person's body suddenly changed mysteriously.

A trace of golden light flickered slightly on the body, and the faint medicinal power applied to the wounds was instantly absorbed, and those wounds slowly closed together, and it seemed as if they had recovered somewhat.

At the same time, the aura that permeated the heavens and the earth seemed to have been attracted by something, and it quickly converged towards the house, gathering the white spiritual mist of the Dao Dao and submerging into the person's body.

Those spiritual mist enveloped the whole person in it, forming a cocoon of light, and the slightest streamer flickered, like a heart swelling and contracting, diffusing a mysterious aura.

In the blink of an eye, the time had come to the middle of the night, and the spiritual fog in the house gradually dissipated, and all the visions disappeared, and peace was restored.

There was a burst of footsteps, and a man pushed open the door, walked into the room, came to the bedside, and looked carefully at the man lying on the bed.

Seeing that the injury had improved greatly, and thinking that his own ointment was working, the child's face couldn't help but show a sweet smile.

I breathed a sigh of relief, I was really tired of carrying that person on my back and completing my daily tasks today.

Regardless of the discomfort, the child sat on the stool, lying on the edge of the bed, and after a few breaths, he had fallen into a deep sleep.

In this way, the child goes out early and returns late every day, not knowing what he is busy with, and every day he is very happy to watch the injuries on the figure he saved gradually heal.

"Hmm!"

Lin Tian slowly opened his eyes, and what appeared in front of him was a dilapidated roof, it seemed that he was still very lucky, he did not die, and picked up a life in the void storm.

Raising his head slightly and looking around, an unusually simple, but very tidy room met Lin Tian's eyes.

In the room, there was only one person, no one else was found, and I didn't know who I was rescued, so I must repay that person well in the future.

After observing for a while to make sure that there was no danger, Lin Tian immediately put all his mind on himself, sensing the situation in his body.

After understanding his injury, Lin Tian couldn't help but let out a wry smile, this time the injury was too serious, his body was extremely tattered, and his whole body was already full of holes, like a broken sack.

Fortunately, there is still a trace of the sun origin constantly circulating in the body, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and warming oneself, so that those wounds on the surface can be slightly repaired.