The danger was lifted, the pressure was gone, Ji Qiu was weak and tired, and after falling to the ground, his eyes were black, his mind was confused, and he almost fainted.

At this time, it should be a very easy thing to close your eyes and faint, you can temporarily forget the pain behind you, but Ji Qiu didn't dare to faint, because his back was injured and he was bleeding profusely.

He gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up from the pain, but because the wound was on his back, and there was no bronze mirror here, he could not see the extent of the wound, so he had to take off the man's coat with the sword, fold it, and tie it with his shoulders slanted.

But soon he found that the wound was still bleeding, and with the passage of a large amount of blood, Ji Qiu became weaker and weaker, chaotic and drowsy, and he still had a little gold sore medicine on his body, but that had to be left to Ji Ling'er to use, and in a hurry, he could only rummage through the corpses of those bandits, trying to find the available medicine.

However, it is a pity that although these bandits have a lot of sundries on their bodies, there is no gold sore medicine to stop bleeding.

If the bleeding cannot be stopped, the consequence can only be blood death, and in desperation, I suddenly saw the fire in the house, the bonfire had been burning for a long time, and there was a large amount of ash left under the fire.

Poor people usually cover with plant ash when they bleed from trauma, and you can try to stop the bleeding with plant ash.

Thinking of this, he hurried to the fire, swept away the burning wood and coals, untied the strips of cloth and clothing that had been tied before, and fell on his side, lying down against the ashes of the grass and trees.

After lying down, Ji Qiu fainted, not because he was relaxed, but because there were a lot of small coals left in the fire.

It didn't take long for Ji Qiu to wake up, and the firewood and coals that had been set aside continued to burn, and he was awakened by the fire.

After waking up, I only felt groggy, I barely sat up, tilted my head to look back, and found that there was no fresh blood in the ashes, and I didn't ask to know that the wound behind me was no longer bleeding.

One of the thieves carried a dagger with him, and Ji Qiu used this dagger to cut the thief's clothes, enduring the severe pain and wrapping around the chest, the previous knife was cut from top to bottom, the wound was vertical, and the waist wrapping could close the valgus wound to the maximum extent to avoid bleeding again.

Wound one and then another, each wound would pull the wound and cause severe pain, and the severe pain even made his stomach cramp and almost vomit.

It was wrapped until he couldn't breathe, Ji Qiu stopped, grabbed the broken cloth on the ground and wiped the cold sweat and blood stains on his body, and then threw himself into the fire.

The coat he wore before had been opened by the bandits, and it was stained with a lot of blood, and he couldn't wear it, so he burned it all together and replaced it with another one, these bandits were tall, and he couldn't wear the robbers' clothes, but fortunately, he brought two sets of clothes with him this time, one for Ji Ling'er, and the other one for this time.

After doing this, he had no strength to do anything else, so he leaned his shoulders against the wooden pillar in the room and fell asleep.

The door of the inn was open, and at dawn, the bonfire went out, the mountain wind blew in, and Ji Qiu was awakened by the cold.

Turning his head to look at Ji Linger, he found that Ji Ling'er was still unconscious, and seeing that only embers were left in the bonfire, he hurriedly got up and closed the door, threw firewood to make a fire, and kept vigil against the cold.

In addition to the happiness of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Ji Qiu was more worried and worried about this trip at this time, this place is still far away from the Soul Alliance, the further south he goes, the more sinister it is, and now the donkey is gone, he is also injured, with a Ji Ling'er who is also seriously injured, how can he get to the Soul Alliance safely.

Because the wound on his back was very painful, Ji Qiu took the half jar of wine he had found from the kitchen before, lifted the lid and took a sip.

The violent cough woke up Ji Ling'er who was in a coma, opened her eyes slowly, and waited to see the scene in the store, and was very surprised, "Did you do it?"

"There's no one else here. Ji Qiu squeezed out a smile.

Ji Ling'er reluctantly sat up and asked in a low voice, "Your face is so pale, but you are injured?"

Ji Qiu didn't answer Ji Linger's question, but asked rhetorically, "How do you feel?"

Ji Ling'er stroked her left rib with her hand and frowned silently.

Seeing this situation, Ji Qiu came to Ji Ling'er with the wine jar, "Your wound has worsened, this is wine, if you are not afraid of pain, you can use it to clean the wound." ”

The wine jar was inconvenient to hold, and Ji Ling'er had a hard time grasping it with one hand, "You go and find a pottery bowl." ”

Ji Qiu got up and picked up a pottery bowl from the corner and came back, helped Ji Ling'er pour the wine, and cut the cloth strips for her, then turned his back and guarded the bonfire.

The sound behind him showed that Ji Ling'er was cleaning the wound, and it was conceivable how painful the wound was when it was stained with wine, but Ji Ling'er was very hard and didn't say a word from beginning to end.

After cleaning the wounds, Ji Ling'er let out a sigh, "How did you kill a few of them?"

Ji Qiu didn't answer, but stretched out his hand and pointed to the kitchen knife left not far away.

"You are thin and weak, how can you be their opponent?" Ji Ling'er asked again.

"I'm just not very tall, and I'm not weak, right?" Ji Qiu took out the golden sore medicine and handed it to Ji Ling'er with his backhand, "You apply the medicine yourself." ”

Ji Linger stretched out her hand to take it and thanked her.

When Ji Ling'er applied the medicine, Ji Qiu gathered the waist bags on the thieves' bodies in one place, sorted and sorted them, in addition to silver coins and fire-making things, there were also a little dry food, and there were two bottles of medicine, but it was not gold sore medicine, but sweat medicine.

"How long will it take to go to the Soul Suppression Alliance?" Ji Qiu raised his hand to wipe his sweat.

"Walking as slowly as we do, I'm afraid I won't be able to go there for a month. Ji Linger said.

"Are there villages, towns, and cities ahead?" asked Ji Qiu again.

Ji Ling'er's voice came from behind herself, "Nanling is not as wild as Zhongzhou, it is a barbaric place, there are few cities and villages, and even inns and wine shops are rare. ”

Ji Qiu smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Ji Ling'er applied medicine to the wound and handed the remaining powder to Ji Qiu.

Ji Qiu shook his head, "You can keep it yourself." ”

Ji Ling'er accepted the gold sore medicine and said instead, "There is little dirt on the feet of these bandits, and it is likely that there are mounts tied in the distance. ”

Hearing Ji Linger's words, Ji Qiu's heart was slightly lighter, "I'll look around after dawn." ”

Ji Qiu Yan, handed a bamboo dumpling to Ji Ling'er, "Eat some." ”

Ji Linger took it.

Ji Qiu lost too much blood and was weak and tired, so he threw some firewood into the campfire, then moved to the wooden pillar, leaned and closed his eyes, and fell asleep......