"Uncle Li, you're going to collect medicine again!" A little chubby dun'er, with big innocent eyes shining and a hint of hope.

"Hmm. The answer is as precious as gold.

Little Fat Dun'er has long been used to it, he looked left and right, and after finding that there was no one, he continued to look at the middle-aged man, and his voice was very small, as if only the two of them could hear it.

"Uncle Li, can you take me with you?"

The middle-aged man with shabby clothes and patches was pale, his eyes were as dry as ancient wells, he seemed to be unfocused, his figure was not thick, and he was carrying a half-large bamboo basket behind him, and he was carrying a small shovel knife on his waist.

When he heard this, the corners of his mouth seemed to pull upward, and he didn't answer, but shook his head slowly.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard a roar not far away,

"Yangyang, where is the death, come back to me..."

The little chubby dun'er suddenly had a bitter look on his face, and he seemed to be unable to play anymore.

At the corner of the street, a fat woman in plain clothes walked out, looked around at the intersection, and after seeing the middle-aged man and the little chubby dun'er, she twisted her hips towards the two.

"Hello Mr. Li, are you going into the mountains to collect medicine? Is my Yangyang pestering you again, don't you mind!" The fat woman took the hand of the little fat dun as she spoke, and the little fat dun let the fat woman pull her, and her eyes quietly winked at the middle-aged man.

"It's okay, cough cough ......" The middle-aged man coughed lightly and said a little slurred, but the fat woman still heard it, and she breathed a sigh of relief, this sick gentleman is the treasure of the village, if it is because of his own Yangyang who angers Mr., then his own family will become a sinner in this village.

"Mr. Na Li, you should be busy first, don't work too hard, after all, your own body is not very good. "The fat woman's face was full of concern, that kind of concern that came from the heart.

"Well, much... Ahem... Thank you..."It seems that after saying a few more words, he has exhausted his strength, and his body, which is not strong, is trembling slightly with coughing.

After saying that, the middle-aged man did not stop any longer, and walked towards the entrance of the village, his figure like a rotten wood in the wind, collapsing at any time.

"Hey, Mr. Li is a learned person, but it's a pity that God is unfair......" The fat woman led the little fat dun and walked in the direction she came from just now, still shaking her head and sighing from time to time.

"Mother, how high is Uncle Li's knowledge?" asked the little fat dun curiously.

"Hmm... It's as high as that Qinglong Mountain!" the fat woman thought bitterly.

"How tall is that, mother, you never let me go!" young children are always so naïve and curious.

"Oh, you kid, in short, it's very high, it's very high, if you grow up and have half of Mr. Li's knowledge, our Lin family will be blessed by the ancestors" The simple fat woman was very helpless about these answers that she didn't know herself, looking at the curious eyes of her own child, she was really afraid that he would ask something again.

"Hurry up and go home with me, did Mr. Li practice the words he taught yesterday..."

"Not yet, I went to catch crickets with Xiaoxiao yesterday......"

The voices of the mother and son gradually faded away, and the corners of the sick middle-aged man, who had already walked some distance, pulled the corners of his mouth upward, as if he had heard the simple conversation.

The middle-aged man's body swayed, looking at the towering mountains in the distance, his eyes gradually became warm and firm, and he stepped forward, that is, the Qinglong Mountain in the mouth of the fat woman, which was really high and towering into the clouds.

This village at the foot of Qinglong Mountain, called Linjia Village, is a family surnamed Lin moved here hundreds of years ago with their family members to take refuge, and then settled here, but after a few hundred years of reproduction, there is no longer a distinction between the main family and the subordinate, but the village chief for generations is still selected from the Lin family, and nearly sixty or seventy percent of the people in the village are Lin people, so the village chief is equivalent to the patriarch.

The middle-aged man was rescued by the villagers who went out three years ago, and with him, there was a baby who was still swaddling, when the middle-aged man was covered with blood, and there was a huge wound on his back from his left shoulder to his right waist, and the flesh was rolled up, and his back bones were exposed. As a result, the man gently opened it, and sniffed, although Microsoft, but he was still alive, but because the injury was too serious, he fainted, and his hands were ringed, tightly protecting the thing in his chest, it was an armor made of cold iron, and the villagers were very strange why this armor was not worn on the body, but in their arms, if it was worn on the body for protection, maybe its back would not be so seriously injured.

Seeing this situation, several villagers in Linjia Village who went out to collect medicine quickly picked up a stretcher, and some curious villagers wanted to take the armor out of the man's hand, of course, not to seize it, but to carry the man back to the village for treatment more conveniently, otherwise in this wilderness, he was so seriously injured, if he was not treated immediately, he would definitely die soon.

But the man hugged tightly, two or three villagers took a lot of effort to break the man's hand, took off the armor, a villager picked up the armor, perhaps because of the fiddling of several villagers, woke up the little life in the armor, a baby's cry came out of the armor, the frightened hand holding the armor of the villager almost threw the armor away, several villagers around immediately gathered around, but it was a baby in swaddling clothes, was placed in the armor.

It's just that at that time, several people's minds were on the armored baby, and no one noticed that when the baby's cry came out, the man who was placed on the stretcher had already opened his eyes, and the murderous look in his eyes was only covered by the scattered hair.

Then the villagers took out the soft rations and crushed them, and took out the thirst-quenching fruits and made them into juice, and finally calmed down the baby.

The eyes full of murderous intent also calmed down under the sincere joy of the villagers, and at that moment, the seriously injured man's eyes were full of gratitude when he looked at the villagers, and then the corners of Yinhong's mouth seemed to be raised, and he turned his gaze to the armor with nostalgia, showing a trace of relief in his expression, and slowly closed it.

Subsequently, the seriously injured man who was unconscious again but no one knew about it and the baby who had fallen asleep were carefully taken back to Linjia Village by the villagers.

However, the man's injury was too serious, and the clan elder who knew some medical skills stopped the bleeding, and the back injured by the sharp weapon only looked scary, not fatal, but caused the middle-aged man to lose too much blood, and the real fatal injury was an internal injury, which should have been injured by the internal force of the martial arts master. External injuries are easy to treat, but this internal injury can only depend on the will of God.

Then the seriously injured middle-aged man and the baby were placed in the side room of the patriarch's house, the clan elder would regularly come to change the man's dressing, and the son of the patriarch was taken care of by the patriarch's son, the patriarch's son was one of the villagers who brought the man back to the village, and the baby was taken care of by the patriarch's daughter-in-law.

Maybe it's the cry of babies in the courtyard from time to time, or maybe it's God's mercy, the middle-aged man finally woke up after ten days, but his life was saved, and his injuries still need to be recuperated.

Since then, there has been an additional father and son in the village, as well as a knowledgeable teacher.