What is above the stream?

The woman in green looked up.

It wasn't the first time she had done this, but every time she saw it, it always felt too unreal, like a dream.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, I'm afraid no one would dare to believe that under the chiseled Yin and Yang Bridge in the world, it is not the dark and dull Huangquan Difu, but a different world.

As the so-called obstruction of a leaf, the real darkness under the Yin-Yang Bridge only stretches for more than a hundred feet, but because the cliffs on both sides are uneven, the strange rocks are craggy, and the killing machine is hidden, even if the person who is excellent in light work is in it, it is difficult to completely avoid the unforeseen danger, not to mention that the person who fell off the bridge has not survived, so the world has asserted that "life and death under the Yin-Yang Bridge".

As everyone knows, the willows and flowers are bright and another village, under the darkness that stretches for hundreds of zhang, although the rock walls on both sides are still steep and straight, and the strange rocks are scattered, but this thousand abysses is like a thousand high mountains, and the morning light can be seen at sunrise, and it will not melt into the night until the sunset and dusk fade, so as long as it can survive the darkness, there is a glimmer of life.

The rock walls on both sides of the stream are concave inward, so if you go up four or five zhang distance, the rock walls on both sides will be much closer, and the woman in green did not look up along the rock wall, but directly through the rock walls on both sides, looking directly at the sky covered in a light dressing gown.

She knew very well what kind of chasm was under the stone bridge from the bottom to the top, but she didn't understand why it was dark when she looked down at the abyss, and at the bottom of the abyss, she could look up at the sky.

The woman in green was stunned for a moment, but finally shook her head slightly, giving up thinking about the question that had made her worry several times, perhaps the best explanation for this question was the power of nature, and only the magic of nature could create such a strange scene.

The woman in green retracted her mind, and then she also retracted her gaze to both sides of the rock wall, and sure enough, she saw a deep notch on the rock wall on the upper side of the rock wall, which was straight down but slightly crooked.

The notch extends upwards and is hard to see the end, and down it breaks at the inward recessed end of the rock wall.

Around the nick, the branches that had been growing between the rock walls had been broken, the grass that had been sticking out of the rock walls had been flattened, and the moss that had been attached to the rock walls had been wiped clean.

The green-clothed woman's gaze fell back to the corpse in the stream for the second time, the corpse was directly below the cut on the rock wall, where the corpse came from was self-evident, and it was a sword that left a deep cut on the rock wall.

It was a swarthy sword, and it was really out of harmony with the corpse's body shape, which looked a little strange.

Half of the four-foot-long sword was stained with earth and stone blood, and it had not yet been washed away by the stream, and the countless gaps on the blade on one side, large and small, all showed that even if this sword was, it was no longer a sword that sharpened iron like clay, but a broken sword that could break in battle at any time.

The abyss, this sword can support a person to slide to the bottom, and the person has not yet fallen into flesh, which shows that this sword is not only sharp, but also hard.

The woman in green looked at the dark sword for a moment, in the depths of her memory, although she had never seen this sword, she must have heard of the name of this sword, but in the past year and a half, living in such a comfortable and leisurely place seemed to have made her forget many matters between the rivers and lakes, and for a while she really couldn't think of any past about this sword, so she had to sigh secretly.

The swarthy greatsword was clenched in the corpse's right hand, and the right elbow was bent in reverse, and the bones were faintly visible in the torn sleeve.

The woman in green approached the corpse and flipped it over with one kick.

Poof!

This splash made a splash, which frightened Ah Bai a lot, and he retreated more than ten steps, thinking that the owner was angry at it, Chu Chu looked at the master pitifully and was about to beg for mercy, but found that the woman in green did not look at him, so he put his mind at ease and approached the corpse to smell it.

Recognizing people's characteristics is a necessary observation to become a killer, and this behavioral habit is deeply ingrained, even if it has been out of the rivers and lakes for a long time, it has not changed for the woman in green who used to be a killer, and now this corpse has nothing special in its body shape, and only more information can be obtained from its face.

The woman in green lifted one foot lightly, and took the sole of her shoe to brush away the water-soaked hair that was sticking to her face, revealing a pale and thin face.

It was a young man's face, the same age as a woman in green, and after being soaked in the stream for a long time, it was fair enough, even a little transparent, that the bruises on the face were so black that four or five bruises from the bumps on the face were also terrifyingly black, but fortunately, from the man's closed lips, the teeth were still intact.

The sight of the woman in green lingered on this face for a long time, and there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

This sense of familiarity is not strong, but at least it makes her sure that she and this person are not only one-sided.

But as before, she has been away from the rivers and lakes for some time after all, and her body and mind are pinned on the mountains and rivers here, and she can't remember too much of the past, so she really can't identify this man's identity.

At this moment, Ah Bai, who had been groping for a long time without results, finally found the lower mouth, arched the man's waist and abdomen, opened the blood basin and was about to bite down, but was stopped by the woman in green with her feet raised, and then the whole body was pushed backwards.

With puzzlement and anxiety, Ah Bai struggled at the feet of the woman in green, but after struggling for a while, he was hugged by the woman in green, looking at the flesh and sighing!

The part that Ah Bai was staring at was indeed a large piece of meat, the meat was on the man's waist, the black clothes were broken, the skin and flesh were turned out, the flesh was white with black, and there was only a little blood.

The woman in green finally understood why Ah Bai had a soft spot for this person, and what she usually used to feed Ah Bai was some half-cooked minced meat.

The woman in green patted the little guy in her arms and soothed: "This meat is poisonous and can't be eaten." ”

After that, the woman in green was going to forcibly take Ah Bai away from here, although she didn't have much important to do, but she didn't want to waste any effort on a dead body.

The face of the foot left the stream, and the woman in green frowned suddenly, paused her figure, and fell back to her place again.

Although it was subtle, though invisible, the keen insight allowed the woman in green to notice the change in her thin face—the man had just frowned slightly.

The woman in green stared at the man's face for a long time, and then didn't see any movement, but sighed lightly, squatted down, put Ah Bai behind her, and stretched out her hand to probe the man's snort.

The cold touch of her fingertips made her conclude that this person had been falling into the stream for at least half a day, and from the perspective of time alone, it was not without a chance of survival.

One, two, three......

Just as the woman in green was about to give up, a breath like a gossamer exhaled from the man's nostrils and lingered between the fingers of the woman in green, full of retention.

Feeling this touch of life, the woman in green finally made a decision - to save people.

She first broke the man's right hand, which was holding the sword, and then took out a handkerchief from her bosom, and then tore off the sleeve of half of her arm, wrapping the man's right arm straight and tight.

Then he carried the man out of the stream, tore off his shirt, and simply dried himself.

Then he turned his hands into palms, and patted three or two times from top to bottom on the blue and purple skin covered with scars, from the inside and outside, to invigorate blood and dispel blood stasis, so as to awaken the vitality of the entire body, and at the same time seal the veins at several key acupuncture points to prevent blood outflow from the wound.

Her movements were no longer as hesitant as before, and became concise and capable.

After doing the above things, the woman in green began to inject her internal force into the man's dantian.

The young man still hasn't breathed yet, in addition to the merits of that sword, he has the true qi to protect his body.

However, slipping from the abyss of a thousand people is by no means as easy as imagined, if it is not for the fact that he has already exhausted the last trace of internal strength, why would he break his right hand.

If you want to save the man, you can only take him away, the road is bumpy, and in his unconscious situation, although the effect of this little internal force is a drop in the bucket, it is better than the aggravation of the injury.

As the internal force continued to enrich the man's dantian, the green-clothed woman's eyebrows couldn't help but rise, she could clearly feel that the man's dantian seemed to be nothing, but the internal breath could be condensed in it, as if the man's body was a "fake dantian".

In her memory, she really knew a young man who had been able to practice internal skills by shaping a fake dantian, and that person seemed to have met her four or five years ago, and that person's appearance was ......

The woman in green had withdrawn her hand and carefully studied the man's face, which seemed to be different from the appearance of the man in her memory, the difference was that the man's face was too thin......

Was it cut off?

Some things in the depths of the memory seemed to be gradually waking up, and the hand of the woman in green stayed on the man's left shoulder and neck for some time.

She could see that the man's current skin had been washed with thousands of poisons, and his skin had been renewed, whether it was the blades or the bruises, they had all been added in a dozen hours, except for an inconspicuous depression in the left shoulder and neck.

The depression was not neat, only an inch long and a finger's wide, and could not be easily detected by the naked eye.

After stroking the fingers, it is not difficult to tell that the depression is a bite mark.

Over the years, the bite marks have long been less clear and profound than they were at the beginning, but this person had the opportunity to completely erase the imprint and keep it......

The woman in green's thoughts drifted back to the dilapidated thatched hut on that rainy night in Xijiang County five years ago, and she already remembered who the man in front of her was......

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