Chapter 121: The Little Bridge and the Flowing Water
On the wide Tongtian River, there are countless tributaries, and on a certain tributary in the territory of Heavenly Star City, there are several families, built on the water with wood.
A small mist rises, casting the entire village in the background.
A few days ago, a strange thing happened in Zhuangzi that shook this peaceful little fishing village.
It turned out that when the old king of the village went out fishing a few days ago, he inadvertently fished out a man from the water, if only it were very ordinary, the man's body was covered with red stained with blood, and he was still holding a long sword in his hand. really frightened this honest old man, and hurriedly collected the net and went home.
Coincidentally, Lao Wang's daughter was the only doctor in the village, and Lao Wang hurriedly asked his daughter to take the hand and carry the man to bed.
When she unbuttoned the man's clothes, she was instantly shocked, the man's entire chest was concave, all his ribs were broken, and even his internal organs were misplaced.
This person is Ziwei, at that moment, Zhu Rongjie hit Zuihou from the air, and the Xuanhuang Sword blocked all the liliang for him, but, after all, it was a powerful blow from the immortals, even if it was the aftermath, it could make the sage turn into ashes, and it was completely the credit of the Xuanhuang Sword to survive this time.
After several days, Ziwei's injuries did not improve, and there was someone in the village: Lao Wang, why do you bother, because a person I don't know, and a person who is dying, delays my own fishing, it is better to find a place and bury the half-dead person, saving a lot of heart.
Lao Wang waved his hand and said: This is resolutely not good, people have been saved for so long, how can they still bury him, Chen'er also said, much better than before. Maybe I'll wake up in a few days.
Everyone knows that Lao Wang is a tough temper, as long as he recognizes something, he must do it to the end. More than ten years ago, Lao Wang's wife died of illness, and he promised his deceased wife not to marry for life, so for more than ten years, many matchmakers came to him to tell him that he was a matchmaker, and even her daughter kept asking him to marry another, but he didn't agree.
When he returned home, he saw that his daughter was wiping Ziwei's body, and hurriedly said: You girl, you are not ashamed, you are not married yet, just help a man you don't know wipe your body, let me come.
I'm not wiping it for a day or two, I haven't seen it anywhere, okay, I'll take it.
Lao Wang said: Chen'er, after all, you are your daughter's family, and you will eventually get married.
Wang Chen took Lao Wang's arm and said coquettishly: Daddy, I want to stay by your side forever and not get married, otherwise Daddy will be lonely.
The not very beautiful face is filled with a happy smile, without a little powder, but it gives people a comfortable feeling.
Lao Wang Daxiao said: You girl, it's just that you're not old.
In that laughter, there was a little desolation and helplessness.
Later, the people on Zhuangzi knew that Wang Chen wiped Ziwei's body, and all of a sudden, the old Wang family became the focus of Zhuang's discussion, anytime, anywhere, no matter who it was, they would talk about them after chatting for a while, and within a few days, the news of Zhuangshang driving Wang Chen away.
However, their family has grown up here for generations, and here they are, and they have nowhere to go, so they can only silently endure the gossip and murderous eyes of the neighbors.
In this way, more than two months later, Ziwei's internal and external injuries were almost over, under Wang Chen's careful care.
One morning, crape myrtle opened her eyes, and she was greeted by a fairly clean room.
Put on a piece of clothing placed on the side, and walk out the door, there is a long corridor, and at your feet is the endless river of Tongtian. Leaning on the railing, trying to remember what happened before, but, no matter how you think about it, you can't remember, the only memory is the Xuanhuang sword of Zuihou and the sapphire ring on your hand.
Wang Chen came from the back of the house and saw Ziwei get up.
Surprised: You are awake, your body is not well, hurry back and lie down, the river outside is windy.
Ziwei waved her hand and said: No need, my body knows better than you, by the way, how long have I been in a coma?
You've been in a coma for almost three months.
Ziwei was stunned for a moment and said: For so long, then who am I?
We don't know who you are, and have been guessing.
Ziwei said: Xiexie, you have been taking care of me for so long, and I don't know the girl's name.
Little woman Wang Chen.
Ziwei said: Miss Wang, when I got here, was there anything else?
Wang Chen said: Yes, you come with me.
When I walked into the room, I pointed to the cloth inside the bed, and there was a long thing wrapped around it.
Ziwei said softly: Xuanhuang Sword......
"Ding~~ With a sword groan, the Xuanhuang Sword happily circled around Ziwei several times, jumping happily for the master's new life.
Ziwei said: Wang Chen, when you took this sword, it didn't hurt you.
Wang Chen said: No, but I haven't seen a sword that can move on its own.
Ziwei Xiaodao: It's okay if you don't, if you hurt my benefactor, I won't use you again for the rest of my life.
Daughter, come on, help Daddy carry the fish......
Lao Wang's voice came from outside the house......
(To be continued) click to recommend the collection. Today was a small black house code word pit.,It's obviously all written.,A mistake in his software.,More than 2000 words were written in vain.,I went to self-study at night.,I didn't even take a shower.,Make up for this.。 I'm sorry...... It will be made up tomorrow