Shen Yun walked out from behind the big camphor tree like a mud monkey, holding a knife in his right hand.

Got it!

In addition to the trap, he is also prepared to have a backhand - if the small boss does not follow his pre-set route and avoid the trap, then he will sneak up from behind the tree.

In short, even if he fights to the death, he must fight the small boss to the end today.

His left hand was completely weak, so he could only throw the long knife, bend down and use his right hand to pick up a stone the size of a rice bowl from the ground, and cautiously move closer to the trap.

At the bottom of the pit, after a few screams of horses, there was no movement.

And the little boss has not squeaked since he fell into the pit.

However, Shen Yun still didn't dare to take it lightly - today, he had learned too many lessons. momentarily self-righteousness, almost made him take his own life.

Finally walked to the edge of the pit. He raised the stone with one hand on high defensiveness and craned his neck to look at the bottom of the pit.

Horse, did not move.

The tip of a half-inch-long knife was exposed from its neck, and it was bloody.

Underneath the horse, the little leader showed only half of the back of his head, and he didn't move.

Obviously, this man and his horse were strung to the long knife at the bottom of the pit, and he died no more.

"Whew-", Shen Yun let out a long breath and casually threw away the big stone in his hand.

The tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed, fatigue welled up, and he felt that his whole body was weak and weak, so he fell to the ground, spread his hands and feet, and spread out the word "big" on his back.

Today, what a fluke!

I was just worried about cleaning up this stuff before, and I left everything behind. Now, in retrospect, the more he thought about it, the more scared he became.

It's dangerous!

If it weren't for the fact that his water bladder was empty, thirsty and hungry, he would not have stopped halfway, but would have rushed back to Zhuangzi as soon as possible.

In that case, he will definitely bring death to Humber and Sweet Girl!

If it weren't for the fact that he advanced to the forest and became familiar with the environment in the forest, would he still be able to advance and retreat so freely and take advantage of the geographical advantage?

For example, when the third target retreated, he slammed into the trunk of a large tree behind him, and as a result, he knocked himself unconscious, giving him a chance to take advantage of it.

It seems to be a coincidence, but in fact, it is not all. Because this place was deliberately chosen when he was tracking the second target. At that time, he was afraid that he would miss a blow, so he was ready to kill him head-on for the second time. And this big tree happened to block the retreat of the second target, which was in his favor.

As a result, he didn't expect that the scene at that time happened to meet a sentence that the master had taught him, called "The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch follows". He tracked the second target, but he didn't know when, he was also tracked by the third target. So, by mistake, the second frontal tear that was originally designed for the second target was used on the third target.

So, Master is right, there is indeed luck in this world. However, luck doesn't have to be all accidental. Most of the luck is actually due to the result of preparing well in advance.

After recovering his strength, Shen Yun got up from the ground with difficulty—this place was not far from the official road. There were also two corpses of iron cavalry and war horses soaked in the small river outside, which was too eye-catching. Maybe you will attract other immortal runes. You can't stay here for long.

In addition, I don't know when Huang Chunlai gave him a tracking fan, and he didn't know when he was tricked. Let Huang Chunlai smell the smell and chase after him all the way with the iron cavalry.

suffered a loss, and he couldn't help but be on guard. The corpses of these immortal runes must be disposed of.

Shen Yunqiang cheered up and dragged the corpses of the other iron cavalry into the forest and threw them all into the horse trap.

Then, he punched a low-grade flame talisman into the pit.

"Bang-", the flames rose into the air, engulfing the entire trap in an instant.

After about ten breaths, the fire was extinguished.

Shen Yun took another look, and there were only three long knives left at the bottom of the pit that were burned red, as well as some helmets and draped clothes.

He haphazardly scooped the black mud pile on the edge of the pit into the pit and filled it up.

Next, there are several horse carcasses in the creek outside.

Previously, he planned to burn the horse corpses directly in the same place with the inferior flame charm. No, the inferior flame charm failed in the water. And these horses are so heavy that he can't drag them even if his left hand is not injured. So, he had to put them aside for the time being.

After disposing of the corpse, Shen Yun carefully erased the many traces he had left in the forest, and then packed up his things and returned to the river to inspect the horse corpses.

He removed everything from the horse's carcass, including the saddle, pedals, bridles, and rucksack. Even the iron horseshoe was cut off one by one with a knife.

The sleek horse carcass is soaked in the river again, so there shouldn't be any hidden dangers such as tracking powder, right?

Well, just throw it in the river.

These things that were collected from the corpses of the iron cavalry and horses, such as silver coins and yellow paper charms, were all collected by Shen Yun into the bamboo back basket. The rest were piled up on the shore and burned with inferior flame charms. The residue and ash of the incineration were swept into the creek and washed away.

When he was done, he sweated profusely.

Finally, he walked upstream, carefully bathed, washed clothes. First, he was covered in sweat, blood, mud, etc., and walked on the official road, but anyone who had eyes could see what he had just experienced; second, he was worried that he was still stained with tracking powder, and if he didn't wash it, how could he dare to return to Zhuangzi?

There are many large stones by the river, which are blown clean by the mountain wind. Shen Yun unscrewed the washed clothes as much as possible, and spread them out on the big stones one by one to dry. And he himself hid in the shadow of a large rock, bathing and eating warm roasted hemp birds.

At this time, the sun has not yet set in the west. These big stones have been in the sun for most of the day, and they are still a little hot to the touch. His clothes were spread out on them, baked and dried, and in less than a quarter of an hour, they were ninety percent dry.

Shen Yun got dressed, put on the bamboo basket on his back, and left in a hurry.

Afraid that Hong Bo would see the injury on his left arm, he did not go to the front, but deliberately went around to the back and quietly returned to the hut where he lived from the bamboo forest.

Earlier, he had found a small white porcelain medicine bottle from the body of an iron cavalryman. After careful identification, he found that it was a bottle of knife wound medicine, and he used it on the spot. After taking a shower, he reapplied the medicine and bandaged the wound.

The wounds of the two tiger's mouths are minor injuries, so they are treated.

A little more troublesome was the stab wound on his left arm. The wound is so deep that it is almost bone-like, and if you just take medicine, once you loosen the blood channel, it will be difficult to stop the bleeding. Sutures must be done quickly.

Fortunately, last month, he learned suturing from Master. There are also needles and threads in the house.

Shen Yun found a homemade medicine box, turned out two silver needles from it, and inserted them into two acupuncture points on his left arm - the suture was very painful, so before the sutures, Lang Zhong often had to cook a bowl of anesthetic for the injured to drink, so that he would fall asleep temporarily. And now he is stitching up his wound by himself, and the anesthetic is naturally not drinkable. Therefore, the second method can only be used, which is to seal the two pain points on the left arm with a silver needle. Of course, the effect is not as good as anesthetic, but it can also reduce some pain.

Then he lit an oil lamp, pulled an elbow needle out of the box, threaded it through the thread, and burned it on the fire. This is one of the commonly used means of disinfection. In addition, elbow needles can also be scrubbed with spirits, which can also achieve the purpose of disinfection. The latter, the effect is better. He didn't have any liquor in his house, so he had to settle for the next best thing.

When the needle is burned red, it's OK. He blew out the oil bowl lamp, waited for the red color of the needle to fade, took a deep breath, and began to stitch it up.

"Whe-", when the needle passed through the flesh, it didn't hurt that much. The most painful thing is when the cotton thread is pulled through the flesh. Even if the pain points are sealed, the whole process is tantamount to torture.

A bean-sized cold sweat rolled down his forehead. "Horn click, horn click", like a bead with a broken thread, fell on the small wooden table and fell into several petals.

After five stitches, the back of his shirt was wet. And there was already a small pool of sweat stains on the small wooden table.

However, the wound was only half-stitched.

Shen Yun was so painful that his eyes were full of gold stars, and he was sweating like rain, so he had to stop for a while and slow down......

In his heart, he regretted how much he regretted it, and kept scolding himself: Shen Yun, see if you dare to tolerate adultery in the future, self-righteous!

The further you go, the more unbearable it becomes. He took two breaks for the remaining five stitches before finishing the stitches.

Reapplying the medicine, he redressed the wound.

Changing into dry clothes and cleaning up a little, Shen Yunqiang cheered up and went to the front to find Hong Bo.

"Hey, Brother Yun, what's wrong with you? Also, my hair was wet, and my clothes had changed, not the one I had before I went out in the morning.

Shen Yun said the pre-prepared draft: "It's okay." When he returned, he saw the immortal rune soldiers searching for the remnants of the rebels. Afraid of being entangled by them, I came back from a detour. I walked in a hurry, and I was sweating all over, and my clothes were soaked with sweat. Just now, I went back to the house to change. ”

Humber's attention was successfully diverted. He frowned and asked, "Did they search over here?"

Shen Yun shook his head: "I don't know, I don't dare to look at it more." Humber, they are searching for people along the official road. These days, we have to be careful to prevent them from entering the Zhuangzi and harming people. ”

"Hmm. Tonight, when you sleep, be alert, don't sleep too deeply. Hong Bo nodded again and again, "Tomorrow morning, I'll go to the official road to take a look." ”

Seeing that he was in love, Shen Yun secretly put his mind at ease. At the same time, once again, regret and scold yourself for harming others and yourself.

Although the wound on the left arm was sutured, it was still not possible to exert force until the stitches were removed. Otherwise, if the wound is opened, it will be very troublesome. Because of this, Shen Yun had to suspend hunting. Next, he took the sweet girl around the Zhuangzi in the morning, digging wild vegetables, collecting firewood, and after lunch, he stayed in the house to read the "Pharmacopoeia", pulse cases, and practice calligraphy.

And Hong Bo mistakenly thought that he deliberately stayed to protect Tianniu and himself, so he didn't go into the mountains to hunt as usual, and he was very grateful in his heart. At the same time, he was also more vigilant, and he had to run to the official road three times a day to check the movements of the immortal rune soldiers.

Soon, it was the day of the master and apprentice meeting again.

At noon, Shen Yun rushed to the bottom of the stone cliff.

"Are you injured?" Lin Yan smelled the faint smell of wound medicine, and couldn't help frowning, "What's the matter?"

Shen Yun didn't dare to hide it, and told the whole story of the matter in 1510. After finishing speaking, he took out a handful of yellow paper talismans from his arms and offered them: "This is the talisman that the disciples searched from them." There are several kinds of them, and I don't know what they are. ”

Lin Yan glared at him angrily: "Look at your injuries first!"

"Yes. Shen Yun rolled up his left sleeve.

Lin Yan took apart the gauze and saw the wound that was still a little red and swollen, and commented: "Well, the wound is stitched quite neatly." The knife wound medicine used is good, and you handle it properly, and the stitches can be removed in two days. He rolled his eyelids and asked jokingly, "Do the stitches hurt?"

"It hurts! it really hurts!" Shen Yun lowered his head and replied in a humming voice.

Lin Yan snorted coldly: "The pain is good, it can make you have a longer memory! You have no longer a longer memory if you were ruined by that livestock and died, and you escaped death twice! Do you know what it means to 'fight a snake and not die, you will be bitten by a snake'? Hmph, you deserve to die of pain!"

"Yes. Shen Yun nodded again and again, "This lesson will never be forgotten in the rest of my life." ”