Chapter 9: Prairie Love
I don't know how long it took, Qian Muqing woke up, suddenly felt unbearable pain in his waist, and his legs were even more unconscious, and he hurriedly gathered the qi of the dantian, and in a moment, his abdomen was hot, and he was concentrating on his thoughts at the moment, urging the true qi to run the river car, and the five elements were reversed and the dragon and tiger intersected, and he gradually felt deaf and bright, and full of energy.
Qian Muqing slowly supported his body with his hands, the pain in his waist immediately rose again, and his lower limbs were still painless, he couldn't support it, he fell to the ground again, rested for a while, and struggled to flip his body, and there was a sharp pain.
Suddenly, hearing the sound of footsteps, a young man of the Hu nationality appeared in front of him, his hair was braided, his nose was high and his eyes were deep, and a scar on his left face was particularly eye-catching.
Helian Longshan said happily: "Senior, big brother, you, are you awake?"
Helian Longshan called the other party a senior, and suddenly felt that it was not very appropriate, looking at his age, at most he was ten years older, and then changed his name to the eldest brother, and called out, and felt that it was not respectful enough, after all, he was still counting on others to teach martial arts, and he was speaking with the word "big brother", and his words became slurred.
Qian Muqing didn't care about this, nodded and said, "It's just that my waist hurts, and I don't feel my lower limbs." ”
Helian Longshan comforted: "Senior, don't be anxious, junior brother will take you to the doctor." With that, he dragged a stretcher to him.
It turned out that Helian Longshan saw that Qian Muqing was unconscious, and knew that the injury was serious, and if he didn't treat it, he was afraid that his life would be endangered, so he cut down a few small trees, intercepted the trunks of the trees to make a bracket, cut off the bark and twisted it into a rope to tie it strongly, made a stretcher, and found some soft branches to put on it, and then hugged Qian Muqing on the stretcher, and when he was about to leave with the stretcher, he suddenly realized that he didn't know anything about the surrounding environment, so he asked: "Senior, there is a doctor in Lusha Town, but I don't know how to go." ”
Qian Muqing pointed to the west and said, "Turning over the hillside in front, ten miles west is Lusha Town." Little brother isn't here around?" Qian Muqing was very puzzled when he saw Helian Longshan carrying a bow and a crotch knife, like a sergeant and a hunter, and saw that he didn't know the nearby roads.
Helian Longshan didn't dare to hide it, so he told Qian Muqing in detail what happened to him, but he hid the details of peeking at his practice.
Qian Muqing was very sympathetic, and he regretted it again and again, and comforted: "Little brother, you are kind-hearted, you have escaped this catastrophe, and you will be able to recover your ancestral business in the future." ”
Helian Longshan knelt down in front of Qian Muqing with a puff, kowtowed, and cried: "Senior, you teach me martial arts, I want to avenge my relatives!"
Qian Muqing hurriedly told him to get up, but Helian Longshan insisted on refusing, and insisted that he agree to accept him as a disciple. Qian Muqing sighed: "Little brother, you are my savior, I should meet your requirements, but I am seriously injured now, and it is still doubtful whether I can heal, how can I accept you as an apprentice." ”
Helian Longshan said happily: "Master, you don't have to worry, the disciple will heal your injuries even if he goes to the soup and fire." You can't go back then, you must teach me martial arts!" After speaking, he picked up the bark rope, carried it on his shoulder, and dragged the stretcher towards Lusha Town.
Qian Muqing saw that Helian Longshan was strong-blooded, kind and enthusiastic, and so respectful to himself, so he no longer shirked and acquiesced to this disciple.
Qian Muqing was lying on the stretcher, looking at the tall and slightly thin young man in front of him, and couldn't help but think of the poignant past: "My hometown is at the foot of Helan Mountain, where the grass is green and the cattle and sheep are everywhere. I was an orphan since I was a child, I was adopted by the kind Uncle Qian, he had no children and no daughters, he regarded himself as his own child, we were old and young and dependent, although we were poor, but very happy. One day, I went to the Quleng River to shepherd sheep, lay on the soft grass, looked up at the goshawk soaring in the blue sky, and my heart was full of pride: I also want to be an eagle, able to fly on the boundless grassland. Suddenly, a neighbor's partner came to me and told me: Something happened to your family. I hurried back on horseback to find Uncle Qian dead and still holding the fur fur he had sewn for me. Uncle Qian was my only relative, and I was saddened by his death, and with the help of my clansmen, I buried him. In the days that followed, I couldn't get out of the shadow of losing my loved ones, and I was depressed all day long. August 15 arrived, the annual bonfire was about to begin, and my neighbor's friends invited me to go for a walk. This is a festival held by the tribe especially for young people. Young men and women sing and dance around the campfire, mingle with each other, keep an eye on their favorite partner, and make a lifelong promise to marry happily ever after. The full moon has risen, the light is shining, the beautiful grassland is hazy, on the bank of the Quleng River, the blazing bonfire has already been lit, young men and women gather around the bonfire to sing and dance, laugh and laugh, and sit around when they are tired, while drinking milk tea, while enjoying the graceful dance of everyone. I have no father or mother since I was a child, I have an introverted temperament, I don't like publicity, and Uncle Qian just passed away, so I was in a bad mood, so I sat in a corner and silently watched the dancing crowd. A beautiful girl gradually caught my attention, her long skirt swaying to the ground, her hair shawl, her skin as white as jade, her beautiful eyes flowing, and her smile was fascinating. I was fascinated by her. Perhaps feeling my fiery eyes, under the reflection of the bonfire, the girl stepped on the moonlight and came straight to me, her eyes were bright, and she stretched out her white arms and invited me to dance with her. I was at a loss, and I jumped up with the girl in my ignorance, and gradually I became excited, dancing and singing to my heart's content, and for the first time in my life, I felt the beauty of knowing the opposite sex. That night was the happiest night of my life. The girl told me that her name was Gesang and that she lived on the other side of the grassland. Late at night, when everyone had dispersed, I sent Gesang home, and just outside her tent, I kissed her affectionately. Gesang put his arm around my neck, his soft body trembled lightly in my arms, the two hot hearts fused tightly together, the full moon slanted westward, and the bright moonlight illuminated our sweet love. Since that night, we have often been together on dates, the autumn chrysanthemums on the grassland, the eagles in the blue sky, the swimming fish in the Quleng River, and the cattle and sheep grazing on the grass on the hillside have all listened to our oaths and shared the lingering of our sweet words.