Wangqi County in Bactria has a lake that covers an area of thousands of miles called Wanghu.

It's dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun is sparkling on the lake. Several small boats were docked on the shore, and a woman of seventeen or eighteen was struggling to lift a man in the cabin.

The woman was dressed as a fisherman, with a cloth wrapped in her hair, her clothes were plain, and her body was neat. Although this is a fisherman's woman, she is handsome. His face was fair, and fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his upturned nose.

"Yu'er, isn't this the husband sent by God and you?" a fisherman's sister-in-law jumped off the boat next door, not forgetting to make funny remarks.

"Second sister-in-law, don't laugh, this person is unconscious......" Yu'er was a little shy, and then showed a sad face.

"Erlang, don't come over to help Yu'er ......" The second sister-in-law turned around and shouted, and a dark-skinned man answered, and ran over in a hurry. She complained to the woman next to her: "Your mother died early, and your father died when he went out to fish in the lake last month, leaving poor Yu'er alone, alas, how can I ......live this day?"

"Fishing to feed yourself is ...... There is a grass shed in my house that is vacant, and the second brother will help me move this person over, and then go to find a Lang Zhong ......" Yu'er smiled disapprovingly......

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This is a small village not far from Wanghu Lake, which is formed by the slope of the high mountain at its back. A small village with more than 10 families, remote and quiet.

Every day, when the morning sun crosses the foothills, a small courtyard at the west end of the village will rise with rising smoke. A simple fence, three thatched huts, two straw huts, and fishing nets to dry in front of the door, this is Yu'er's home.

The grass hut facing west was the stove room, and Yu'er wore a coarse cloth apron around her waist and a bowl of fish soup in her hand, and walked cautiously to the opposite side. In the hut facing east, the young man who had been fished out of the lake lay down.

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Three days ago, Yu'er went out of the lake with her second sister-in-law's family to fish, and she actually fished out a person in a net. I thought it was a dead man, which scared the girl a lot. When she was busy untying the fishing nets, she saw that the young man's chest was rising and falling slightly. Isn't this a drowning man, still alive?

With a kind thought, Yu'er hurriedly fished the man in the fishing net onto the fishing boat and brought it home, and called Uncle Mai at the east end of the village to take a look, saying that it had been stuffy underwater for a long time, and it was fine. But three days have passed, and the man has not woken up yet, I'm afraid that he is not sick?

Yu'er boiled fish soup and wanted to make up for this person's body.

It's late spring, and it's cool to get wind in the straw hut. A thick clump of cattail grass was covered with a straw mat, and the man was lying on his back with his eyes closed.

If this man doesn't wake up, how can he eat the fish soup? Yu'er became worried. She rested the soup bowl on the ground and squatted aside to quietly look at the man in front of her.

The man's gray robe was tattered, and he had a wine gourd tied to his waist. He looked like he was in his early twenties, his cheeks were sallow and thin, his eyebrows were like knives, his lips were closed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, as if he was smiling at everything. This man looks young, and his face is not ugly. However, how can I not wake up for a few days, and I will not eat or drink?

Frowning, Yu'er became worried. Xu was afraid that the fish soup would be cold, so she raised the head of the person in front of her, picked up the soup bowl, and fed it with a spoon. And the person who fell asleep did not open his mouth, and the soup overflowed down the corners of his mouth.

Yu'er hurriedly wiped it with her hand, touching the other party's cheek, her cheeks turned red, she looked back in a panic, and then secretly took a sip. I thought to myself, this is just a person in distress, and when he urgently needs someone to take care of him, it's not good to be cranky.

After spending half a day's work, I finally pried open the man's mouth and poured some fish soup into it, Yu'er was already full of sweat, and the little shyness in my heart was long gone. She had never served anyone, and a smile finally appeared on her face.

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Yu'er fished out a husband in the lake, and after the second sister-in-law's mouth shouted, more than a dozen families knew about it.

At the beginning, there were people who kept coming to see the excitement and sent some food by the way, obviously taking the matter seriously. However, the husband was a sick man and always fell asleep. After a few days of regretting the rain, the big guy went about his day.

The sun rises and the sun sets. The village is as quiet as ever, but the rain is getting busier. She went to the lake every day to fish, and when she had made a profit, she had to go to the town twenty or thirty miles away. And he exchanged the fish he had brought for some money and something to eat, and he hurried back. Not for anything else, just because the man in the straw hut is getting better day by day.

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...... The Great Xia Immortal Sect, and even the whole sect, all know that the exercises of my Xuantian Gate are incomplete, but in fact, they are not......

...... You keep this life, I will wait for the next life, don't forget Qi'er...... In the mist of clouds, the delicate face disappeared with the wind......

...... "Kara-" sounded, like a heartache and an unbearable shattering sound, and the golden pill had been shattered before it was formed. Desperately cultivating for the sake of loss, under the forcible collection of merits, with the cultivation of Jin Dan, he tried his best to perform the 'Wind Escape Technique', going thousands of miles, and then thousands of miles, until the cultivation was finally exhausted, and there was a lake in front of him......

How could it be so sweet! Lin Yi couldn't help but open his mouth...... A woman's laughter came out of my ear—

"This is the fish soup I boiled, good boy, open your mouth and drink it slowly......"

"This ......?" The night slowly faded away, and Lin Yi slowly opened his eyes—

It was a simple straw hut that lay on the ground on its own. Kneeling beside her sat a handsome woman with big eyes, clear and refreshing, with a smile of surprise in her eyes. There were still beads of sweat hanging on the tip of his upturned nose, and he was feeding it with a spoon in his hand......

"You're awake!" the woman's voice was beautiful, like the cry of a forest bird in the morning.

Lin Yi didn't speak, and immediately looked towards his body. The original gray robe was gone, and a coarse cloth shirt was replaced. He frowned slightly, then looked up with an inquiring look.

The woman was a little flustered, her face was pale, and she said with a hint of shyness: "Your clothes are broken...... I didn't wake up for many days, so I put on my father's ...... for you Your bag is still there, and the gourd is next to the pillow......" she spoke, her expression revealing a little curiosity and a little grievance. The man had a gold plate on his chest and a brocade bag under his neck, and he was full of strangeness. However, a daughter's family has changed your clothes for you, but it's a shameful thing! You can't let the second sister-in-law know, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't have the face to see people!

Some struggled to raise their arms, the Qiankun bag on their chests was still there, and the purple gold gourd was lying next to the pillow. Relieved a little, Lin Yi sighed softly, his expression became warmer, and he said loudly: "There is Miss Lao......

The woman took care to wipe the sweat on her face, looked brisk, and said, "My name is Dong Yu'er, and everyone in the village calls me Yu'er." What is the name of this big brother? Just wake up, you've been asleep for half a month......"

Half a month? Is half a month still long? My 63 years have been just a dream.

"Yu'er, my name is Lin Da...... Where is this?" Lin Yi asked.

"This is Wanghu Village, and not far away is Wanghu ......," Yu'er replied.

Thinking about Daxia's map, Lin Yi nodded lightly and said, "I'm tired...... the other party responded: "Brother Lin is weak, and he has a good rest." I'll go to the town tomorrow to find a man, so I can prescribe a prescription for you......"

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Yu'er was right, Lin Yi's body was very weak. Jin Dan was shattered, the sea of qi was silent, and the sea of knowledge was closed, and at this time, his cultivation was completely lost, but he was a mortal through and through, or a mortal with bruises that had not disappeared.

On the second day, Yu'er really brought a Lang Zhong who was over half a hundred years old, diagnosed Lin Yi's pulse, and prescribed a prescription. In the evening, the smell of medicine wafted in the small courtyard.

This medicinal soup was useless to himself, so Lin Yi still drank it hard. Knowing that it was this woman who saved him and took care of him so far, he didn't want to live up to the other party's kindness.

When he was alone, Lin Yi tried to meditate and breathe, but he couldn't feel the slightest aura, and his body didn't obey at all. After being depressed for a few days, he simply left everything behind him and walked out of the grass shed where he had been lying for most of the month.

Lin Yi is in big trouble this time, if he is chased here, he can only wait to be killed. But this place is not less than tens of thousands of miles away from Xuantianmen, and it is located in a remote area. At this time, he is like a real mortal. can only save a fluke, and one day is counted as a day. What's more, you don't do anything by yourself......