"Little Ya'er, go and bring the needle and thread, as well as the secret wound powder. ”

Looking at the person who was already in a semi-coma on the bed, the face of the shopkeeper of Jishitang was serious, this person had an extremely deep sword wound in the abdomen, which almost stabbed him through, perhaps in order to stop the bleeding, this person himself stuffed a ball of cloth into the wound, and it was this mass of cloth that made the bruise unable to clear out, and almost killed him.

Carefully cleaned the wound several times, the shopkeeper checked the wound, fortunately the sword was slightly off half an inch, not enough to be fatal, and ordered Xiao Ya'er to get his homemade wound powder, sprinkled it on the wound, and slowly stitched the wound with needle and thread.

After everything was done, the shopkeeper was sweating profusely, let out a sigh of relief, poured a large glass of water and drank it all, and then said with satisfaction: "Fortunately, I came here, otherwise no one would be able to save you." ”

The injured man had woken up when the shopkeeper was cleaning the wound, and he had experienced the severe pain of the needle piercing the flesh, this person's patience was really good, and most people had already yelled in pain, but this person didn't say a word, and even the shopkeeper pinched several handfuls of sweat in the middle, for fear that he couldn't help but pass out in pain.

"Thank you, sir, for saving my life!"

Although his face was extremely pale, it was obvious that the injury had stabilized under the effect of the trauma medicine, and he wanted to get up from the bed to thank the shopkeeper, but the shopkeeper pressed him back and handed him a glass of water.

"Young man, you can really bear it, don't talk about stuffing a piece of cloth, this wound is difficult to walk two steps, tell me how to get it?"

The injured man smiled reluctantly, but did not intend to answer the last question of the shopkeeper, but tried to get up again, this time the shopkeeper did not stop again, and watched with interest what he wanted to do.

The injured man finally got out of bed, walked a few steps in pain, and his abdomen began to leak blood, but he didn't seem to care, but took out a silver ingot from his body, put it on the table, and said with difficulty: "Sir, this is the money for your injuries, I think it should be enough, how about the remaining silver taels to buy you some trauma powder?"

"Young man, I tell you, it's better for you to lie down, for if the wound opens again, I won't be able to save you. The injured man shook his head: "I can't stay here for long, or it will affect you." ”

The shopkeeper frowned: "Look at your dress, it must be another vendetta in the rivers and lakes?" Alas, then you better go, Xiao Ya'er go and get some trauma powder for him." ”

The man smiled, took the wound powder, and began to walk outside the pharmacy, and when he was about to reach the door, he turned around and said seriously: "If someone comes to ask, don't say that Mr. saved me." ”

Then the man quickened his pace, and soon disappeared at the door of the pharmacy, and only half an hour after the man left, two men in red robes walked into the pharmacy, and after a long time, they came out of it, and then each left in two different directions, as if they were looking for something.

All this fell into the eyes of the injured man who was hiding in secret, and he was secretly glad that he had left the pharmacy just now, otherwise his life would not be guaranteed, and he would also affect others, but obviously now that Xiangyang is no longer safe, how should he be like this?

The wound on his abdomen continued to ooze black blood, apparently cracking again, and he smiled bitterly: "Brother wants your life, but there is really no mercy left!"

Immediately, the man took out a piece of quaint brown paper from his body, and many things were drawn on the paper, which looked like some maps of mountains and rivers, which were completely different from the maps sold in the ordinary market.

Spread out the whole picture, you can find that these strange stripes are combined, it looks like a giant dragon, those branches attached to the main trunk, it is like a piece of dragon scales on the dragon's body, but unfortunately this picture is only half of it, the half of the dragon's head was torn off, but from the man's hand this half, you can still recognize the long vein that runs through most of the Song Dynasty, which is the legendary Kunlun Immortal Mountain, and as the mountain has been going to the southeast, it has been coherent to the Qinling Mountains, which is also the half of the Qinling Mountains The terrain map has disappeared.

Looking at some strange hubs marked on the mountain and river trend chart, the man's eyes were complicated, and he said helplessly: "Master, Master, what is wrong with you, you want to give me this thing, but now it's good, this picture can't be saved, and I'm afraid that the apprentice's life can't be saved." ”

After that, the sky above his head suddenly twisted strangely, and a slight dark crack suddenly opened, and dozens of rune seals flew out of it, shooting in all directions, one of the runes lit up with black light, and it actually flew directly towards the man, the man was shocked, forcibly endured the pain of the wound, and pulled out the sword in his hand with a 'chok' sound, and swung a sword at the rune seal.

The rune seal looks thin, but it is very weird, under the man's struggle, the rune seal was not broken, only shook a few times, and a strong black light erupted from above, blocking the man's sword.

Swept by the black light, the man lost his mind for a moment, and the light in his eyes also dispersed in an instant, but after all, he knew this well, and quickly stabilized his mind, not daring to look at the light emitted by the talisman, but bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, made a wonderful mark on his chest with one hand, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the tip of his tongue towards the front, and in an instant, a beeping explosion sound sounded in front of him, and most of the powerful black light dissipated in an instant.

After the man gained power, he used the tip of his sword to slash at the talisman seal, and with a slight shock, it was burned into ashes in the air, and was blown away by the wind, he took a sip and cursed: "The things of the Northern Barbarians are really demonic, and if you don't pay attention, you will catch his way." ”

"No, I can't stay here, I have to find a place to recuperate, otherwise it will be difficult for them to find my traces. The man put away the mountain and river trend chart in his hand, endured the pain, and staggered along the uninhabited streets and alleys, until he left Xiangyang City.

In another part of Xiangyang City, a young man dressed as a Taoist priest and dressed in maroon was leisurely drinking tea, in addition to him, there were four other old men, one of whom was sitting upright on a chair, his eyes were closed, and his hands pinched a strange seal, so that the index fingers of both hands were bent in a serpentine shape, and the whole room was almost audible except for the slight sound of young men drinking tea.

After a long time, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and the two eyeballs turned out to be terrible gray eyes, and he removed the magic seal in his hand, and the old man said in a deep voice: "This person is still in Xiangyang City, and just now he broke one of my little ghosts." ”

"It's still in Xiangyang, that's easy!" another old man responded.

"Next, it's time to trouble Master Su. ”

The young man paused, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he smiled indifferently: "Well, he can't live." ”