"Someone's coming, someone has fallen into the water!"

The bright sun shone on the earth, and the sparkling river reflected the sunlight, and it seemed to turn golden for a while. However, by the river, an old farmer who was as thin as wood was jumping to his feet by the river.

The river rippled ten feet away, and the young man who looked like a chicken floating on the water was strangely floating on the water, but his body did sink slowly, as if it would not take long to submerge.

The old farmer yelled anxiously, seeing that this person was about to be swallowed by the river, he looked anxious, this is a matter of human life, but unfortunately the old farmer is seventy years old, and he is not familiar with the nature of water, if he goes down to save people, I am afraid that he will also end up swallowed by the river.

Don't look at the old farmer's thin appearance, the kind of roar is like a bell, full of energy, and the voice is transmitted to several middle-aged people who are fishing not far away.

Several people listened to the call for help, and immediately followed the voice, only to see that there was really someone falling into the water on the river not far in front of the old farmer.

These people looked in a hurry, and they all abandoned the fishing rods in their hands and ran away, rushing over at the fastest speed, without the slightest hesitation, and several people jumped into the river.

These people are fishermen, the water is good, and after a while they swam ten zhang away, but at this time, the boy who fell into the water did not even have his hair into the river, the middle-aged man took a deep breath, and the whole person dived into the water, and he saw the boy who fell into the water at a glance, and the boy closed his eyes and looked unconscious.

The middle-aged man swam on all fours, and after approaching the young man who had fallen into the water, he grabbed his arm and kicked his legs hard in the river.

The middle-aged man had just dragged the young boy out of his head, and he didn't have time to breathe in the fresh air and shouted, "Come and help with the handle." ”

Seeing this, several other people in the river were overjoyed, and hurriedly stretched out their hands to lift the unconscious man, and several people quickly swam towards the river.

When the old farmer by the river saw that the people had been rescued, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly grabbed the farm tools in his hand, stretched out to the river, and pulled a few people ashore.

"Whew!"

Several people dragged the unconscious man ashore, and as soon as he came ashore, he began to breathe heavily. The old farmer was not idle, he directly stretched out his hand to test the guy's snort, and exclaimed, "There is still gas!"

With a few 'swoop' sounds, the old farmer pressed his hands on the man's chest with all his might, and kept squeezing the river water in the man's lungs.

As the river gushed out, the young man's eyelids moved, and he coughed violently, and a lot of mud and sand spewed out of the cough.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this.

The old farmer was also tired, sat on the ground, looked at the rescued young man and sighed: "Young man." People live in the world, their bodies are skinned, and their parents are receiving, why do they look for short-sightedness?"

The young man, who had just regained consciousness, suddenly burst into despair in his eyes, and shouted in panic: "No, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I feel like the blood in my whole body is draining." I don't want to die!"

Several fishermen and old farmers were stunned, and the people who had just been rescued had their brains in the water, and they all took a sip of anger.

"This man is stupid!" several fishermen looked at each other with six eyes, and they all showed puzzlement. How can a good person shed blood?

The old farmer shook his head and sighed, stretched out his rough palm and patted the desperate young man: "Young man, you are saved." You're intact and not dead now!"

After a few shots, I saw that the young man did not move, and it seemed to be getting more and more intense. The old peasant was a little angry, and with a 'snap', he slapped the young man in the face heavily, as if he wanted to wake him up.

Sure enough, this slap was good, and a red slap mark appeared directly on the white cheek.

The despair in the young man's eyes was overwhelmed, and he looked blankly at the wide-eyed fishermen around him.

"I'm not dead?" the young man was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said.

"Young man, since you don't want to die, why do you want to find a short view?" the old farmer shook his head, picked up the farm tools on the ground and carried them to the bamboo building behind him, and turned around to leave: "Don't do such a stupid thing next time!"

The young man who woke up was stunned for a long time, only to find that the few people who rescued him had gone away, touched his wet clothes, and then suddenly realized: "It turns out that I fell into the water, they saved me, I want to repay the favor!"

The young man immediately killed the duck and shouted: "A few benefactors, please stay, the grace of saving lives cannot be repaid, and please report the honorable surname, when Cheng is named on the gold list, he will definitely repay him!"

"No need, the young man looks at you like a scholar, so I can't think about it, if you look for a short time next time, I'm not afraid that it will be difficult for us to touch, we are the villagers of Xiaohe Village!" Several middle-aged people did not look back, and the old farmer sighed with his back and waved his hand.

"You don't say it, but I remember it too, Xiaohe Village!"

Cheng Qian was amnesty, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtowing a few times in the direction where a few people left.

"I seem to have had a dream for a long time! I am an immortal cultivator, and I have great magical powers! Is it really a dream? It is so real!" Cheng Qian muttered, stood up and reached out to grab his clothes and twisted them vigorously, there seemed to be some palpitations in his eyes, the real scene in the dream just now: "I just feel that my blood has been drained, it turns out to be really a dream!"

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The morning sun softly sprinkled the earth, the sky was clear, wisps of white clouds like light feathers, fluttering in the wind in the sky, suddenly a touch of red like a burning sword, the white clouds were reflected like fiery clouds, piercing the dim sky, the whole earth brightened up, and it looked like a dream from afar.

Bursts of barking dogs and rising cooking smoke rose from the inside of Momiji Town, and there were already many vendors on the street pulling tables and moving benches to start the early morning busyness.

After a while, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves on the noisy street, but at the gate of the city at the end of the street, suddenly there was a cloud of dust, and several horses galloped in, and on the horseback sat several big men in brocade robes, all with strict expressions, with no anger and self-authority.

As soon as a few brocade-robed men entered the city, they started to open the road, and the street vendors were bombarded to both sides of the road, and then the sound of horns and suona came from the city gate continuously, and after a while, a string of firecrackers was hung on the city gate.

"Welcome to the return of Wu Zhuangyuan!"

The officials stationed in the city immediately led their subordinates and went out of the palace to greet this martial champion.

A man riding a white horse, wearing a gold-inlaid jade hat, wearing a red five-dragon costume, a big red flower on his chest, a beaming look, and a series of folk bands beating gongs and drums behind him, dragging a long procession.

Many people who don't know what to do suddenly realized that our Red Leaf Town has produced a martial champion!

The officials of Hongye Town led the crowd to greet him, wearing a black gauze hat on his head, shaking his sleeves to block Wu Zhuangyuan's way, and hurriedly knelt down: "Humble Hongye County Order, Yang Guanggong welcomes Zhuangyuan Lang to return to his hometown!"

"No need to be polite!" Champion Lang was only a young man in his early twenties, and he could win the title of champion at such a young age, which made many people envious.

"Thank you!" Yang Guangru stood up with amnesty, and got out of the way with great respect: "Escort Wu Zhuangyuan back home!"

At a certain corner of the street, Cheng Qian seemed to be a little drunk, and he squeezed through the crowd with a wine jug in his hand, and suddenly appeared on the empty street.

Cheng Qian, who was drunk, stood in the middle of the road, and at a glance saw the champion team like welcoming relatives, and muttered: "Sikong, that kid really captured the martial champion, I don't accept it, I will never give her up!"

Cheng Qian shook his body and walked towards the gate of the city step by step, as if there was no world in his eyes, and he said: "I will not regret it in the end, only the sky shines on the heart, and the talented and beautiful women look at each other, but they hate the sky thousands of miles away!"

"There are no tears!" After chanting the poem, Cheng Qian's eyes were full of hatred, and he stood alone on the street, shouting angrily at the champion team who returned to their hometown in the distance.

"Boldly Diao Min, he even called Wu Zhuangyuan by name, and he should be beheaded according to the law!" Yang Guang, the county magistrate who was originally very happy, suddenly sank, and saw that the poor scholar actually blocked the road of the champion, and shouted: "Come on, take down this person!"

"Wait!" Sikong Wutear raised his head with one hand, and stopped the people who were really about to leave, and then his eyes were sharp, looking at the drunken scholar in the street in front of him, and his face seemed to be extremely unshaving: "Cheng Qian, what do you compare with me, now I am back in fine clothes, but you are drunk and decadent, this official originally admired you, a poor boy, and dared to fight with me for women, but now you are not worthy, the daughter of the Jiang family, it will never be yours!"

"No tears, I'll come back! Whether you look up to me now or not, you must wait for me, I will never give up my woman!" Cheng Qian shouted angrily, poured a sip of wine, and said angrily.

"Your woman!"

Sikong Wutear's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly jumped, the whole person flew up in the air, and after rolling in the air several times, his body fell smoothly in front of Cheng Qian, raised a foot and kicked Cheng Qian's chest: "Your woman!"

Cheng Qian was kicked away by his vigorous kick, and immediately spat blood from his mouth.

"What qualifications do you have!" Sikong stepped forward without tears, and in an instant, his fists and feet were added, and he swung away with a scolding in his mouth.

Cheng Qian didn't dodge or dodge, after taking a punch, the corners of his mouth were crooked, and three teeth were knocked off.

"The way you are now, I look down on you, what are you doing as my opponent, you dare to speak out here, your woman!" Sikong added his fists and kicks without tears and thoughts, and punched every word he said.

Every circle of flesh and skin collision sound, I heard the nearby people shaking their heads again and again, I didn't expect this champion Lang to fight with a poor scholar for a woman as soon as he came back, but there are also many people who secretly said, this scholar does not measure himself, and he does not weigh his own catties, so dare to say so much, can you insult the woman of Zhuangyuanlang?

"Don't!" A crying coquettish cry, a woman in a green shirt fluttered out of the crowd with teary eyes, blocking in front of Cheng Qian, who was spraying blood wildly. (To be continued......)