Author: Battle of Tiandu

Lin Yunchen actually lied to the daughter-in-law of the Liu family, Xiaolian, saying that he was fine.

However, to be precise, he has now reached the point where his mana has been exhausted, and the internal organs in his body have been extremely seriously injured, and he has been injured to the point where there is no cure.

In the middle of his move, he put an end to the eleven bandits, and this was already the most powerful spell he could cast, that is, the fire control technique he had ever practiced hard.

In any case, with Lin Yunchen's physical condition at the moment, fortunately, he met an ordinary mortal, if it was an immortal cultivator who could fly to the sky, he had just woken up, and it was estimated that he would be cold.

At this moment, the only thing Lin Yunchen still has is an unyielding will, forcibly supporting him to live, that is, revenge.

"Ahem, cough, cough" ......

Lin Yunchen, who was lying on the ground, began to cough violently in his mouth, and sweat droplets the size of beans began to emerge continuously on his forehead and cheeks.

"Is the body really bad"?

After he finished saying these words word by word, his whole body began to become uncontrollably weak and weak, and he convulsed convulsions one after another, and suddenly Lin Yunchen's eyes went black and he passed out.

At the same time, Liu Dashan, who had run into the yard before, saw his old father lying motionless on the edge of the threshold in front of the gate house, he looked anxious, and ran quickly in three steps into two steps.

He immediately squatted down, held his father in his arms, gently shook his old father's thin body, and cried out loudly with grief and indignation:

"Dad, wake up, wake up",

"Dad, wake up quickly"!

"Now there is nothing to do in the village, you wake up quickly, but you must live well!"

I saw that there was a shocking wound on the old village chief's forehead, and now there were strands of blood flowing out, and this wound was still because when he fell, his forehead touched the ground and was as hard as iron.

Liu Dashan's voice shouting at his father was louder and more miserable than the other, which made people cry sadly.

Soon after.

I don't know if it was the fortune of the old village chief Liu, or the deep fortune, or because he was unwilling to let go of his grandson and his family, suddenly the old village chief had a slight reaction.

I saw that the old village chief fell to the ground weakly, and one of his thin hands, one of the fingers, as if he had been electrocuted, bent slightly and shook a few times.

At this moment, Liu Dashan's eyes were red, he was already crying, and he kept shouting: "Father, wake up" and other words.

A crystal tear slipped down, full of the son's feelings engraved in his bones for his father, and dripped down Liu Dashan's face to the corner of the old village chief's mouth impartially.

"Child, my grandson" ......

The old village chief's eyelids opened slightly, and his mouth muttered indistinctly.

"Dad, wake up quickly."

"Dad, you're awake".

Liu Dashan was shocked, his sad and indignant expression at this moment, and his hoarse shout, as if time had been frozen, delayed slightly for a moment.

He still thought that he had heard it wrong, and hurriedly shouted repeatedly, and the voice became louder and faster, hoping that he was not in a trance and heard it wrong.

"How's the kid!"

The old village chief opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at his son with some vagueness in his eyes, and called softly in his mouth.

"Dad, you are really awake, God really opened your eyes, good people have good rewards", Liu Dashan exclaimed with joy and excitement.

"Father-in-law, your grandson Xi'er is fine, don't worry", a woman's voice sounded, it was Xiaolian, the daughter-in-law of the Liu family, who walked to the door.

"Father-in-law, how is your body, it doesn't matter to your body."

At this time, Xiaolian ran in with her child in her arms, and when she heard the old village chief's question, she said with a little crying in her mouth.

Liu Dashan also asked worriedly: "Xiaolian, our child, is there really nothing wrong?" ”

"Mmmmmmmmmm

"Those bandits who have lost their conscience!

The old village chief glanced sideways reluctantly, and asked his daughter-in-law, who was holding the child in his arms, with concern.

"No", Xiaolian was still a little frightened at the moment, she shook her head gently, thinking of the scene that happened just now and was still a little afraid.

Xiaolian stammered, "They...... They're all dead."

"All dead", the old village chief muttered in disbelief.

"Xiaolian, you take the child into the house to rest first, you can't help here", Liu Dashan said to his daughter-in-law Xiaolian in front of him.

"Okay", Xiaolian agreed, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and then said quickly:

"Dashan, hurry up, you have settled your father-in-law, go and see who you are...... What happened to the benefactor".

Xiaolian was a little unsure of what to call it, and she was a fool who saved their family at that critical moment.

"Okay, I know", Liu Dashan nodded.

"Those bandits who did all kinds of evil are dead, how is this possible! And who is the benefactor in Xiaolian's mouth?" The old village chief was a little confused in his mind for a moment, and asked hesitantly.

When Liu Dashan heard this, he showed a smile, and explained with some surprise:

"Dad, you are really prescient, good people have good rewards, and that benefactor is the little brother we took in."

"Dad, I'll help you back to the room now, I'll go and see it later, that little brother", Liu Dashan picked up his father as he spoke, turned around and walked towards the house.

"Isn't he stupid already, why did he become our benefactor?" asked the old village chief, who was lying on the bed, with some hesitation.

"Dad, you lie down well, I'll go and see it now, that little brother, I'll go to Dr. Wang to take a look at your old man." Liu Dashan pulled the quilt and covered it for his old father

"Hurry up and see how the poor child is, I can't die for the time being", the old village chief Liu waved at his son.

"Hmm", Liu Dashan nodded in agreement.

At this time, this small mountain village was as quiet as death, there was no barking of dogs, the windows of the door-to-door doors were closed, everyone was terrified, and their hearts were terrified, and they were all hiding in their own homes, and the only dirt road in the village, almost no one came out to walk.

This can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune, there are not many people from that gang of bandits, but they started to loot and loot from the house of the old village chief Liu in the east of the village, and at most it affects the households of the five or six families behind the disaster.

Otherwise, the consequences of the entire village will be unimaginable, and it is estimated that the people of the entire village will not be able to escape this catastrophe.

A cold wind blew from afar, making people feel cold, and the whole village suddenly became deserted.

At this moment, next to the small tiled house in front of the old village chief's house, there is a man who looks like a dead man, lying there dying, and there is a rough-skinned man squatting beside him, this person is Liu Dashan.

"Little brother, how are you"!

"Little brother, wake up quickly!"

Liu Dashan stretched out his hands, shook them gently, and lay down on the body of the man, who looked like a dead man, with a gossamer in his mouth and nose, it was very likely that he would die anytime and anywhere.

Liu Dashankou screamed anxiously for a while, but he didn't see that the other party looked like he was about to wake up.

"Little brother, you have to hold on!

"No matter, settle you down first, I'll go find Dr. Wang right away", Liu Dashan said this, put Lin Yunchen on his shoulders, and walked towards the room.

It was not until the evening in this small mountain village that no one dared to come out to look out at the wind and investigate the situation outside.

When I found that the outside had calmed down, there was some smoke and fire again.

"Doctor Wang, how is his situation", Liu Dashan gently closed the door of the small room where Lin Yunchen lived, and asked Doctor Wang, who came out first.

"Hmm"......

"It's really weird, I observed his body by taking the pulse, obviously his breath is decayed and sluggish, but there are some things in his body that the old man doesn't know, I don't know about this, and I can't explain it clearly."

"No matter what the situation is, I have already given some medicinal herbs that are rare in the mountains, and whether the decoction I have brewed will survive or not, I will have to observe and observe for some time to know the results."

Doctor Wang first reminded gently, frowning, he didn't understand Lin Yunchen's symptoms, and then explained to Liu Dashan, half-talking to himself.

"Then is my father's injury serious?" Liu Dashan asked again.

Doctor Wang glanced at Liu Dashan and said seriously: "When I was in your father's house just now, I didn't dare to tell you the truth, your father's forehead injury is very bad, mainly because there is intracranial hemorrhage, if there is no miracle in the future, I am afraid it will be...... Hey!"

"Doctor Wang, you have to think of a way! I'll kowtow," Liu Dashan pounced, and knelt on the ground to kowtow.

"Virtuous nephew, what are you doing, hurry up, let me go back and look at the medical books and miscellaneous, and see if there are any other ways on it", Dr. Wang grabbed Liu Dashan and said hurriedly.

............

In the middle of the night, with a soft creak, the door of the house where the old village chief lived was slowly opened from the outside.

Then I saw that at the gate where he couldn't see his fingers, a man with a scar on his face, pacing lightly, almost without making the slightest movement, slowly walked into the house.

His cloudy gaze, through the faint light in the room, glanced at the sleeping old man lying on the couch, it was the old village chief who had fallen into a coma and was unconscious.

He walked to the bed with light steps, lifted the bedding up, and covered the old village chief, he looked at the scar on the old village chief's forehead, and felt very sad in his heart.

He pondered for a moment, then gently raised his palm and placed it a few inches above the old village chief's forehead.

Immediately after, his eyes were slightly closed, and the next moment, as his body began to shake slightly, sweat stains faintly appeared on the scarred face.

Suddenly, a soft light, like smoke, slowly appeared along his palm.

Immediately afterwards, these soft rays forced out by him, like octopuses, intertwined and attached to the wound on the old village chief's forehead.

The old village chief's wrinkled, extremely painful face, after being invaded by this soft light, slowly began to stretch, and even his breathing slowly became smoother and smoother.