Whether it is in ancient times or today, in fact, it is the same, that is, not raising idlers.

A few days later, when the people here found that Zhang Remnant still had a little bit of weak eyesight, they asked Zhang Remnant to chop wood.

However, there was no target for Zhang Zhan to be achieved, in short, it was to make Zhang Zhan pay his own labor in exchange for his own food.

Zhang Zhan does not reject these, because he is not a lazy person. Of course, he also hoped that through these labors, he would be able to exchange for some silver taels, so that he could grab some medicinal herbs to recover himself.

If Zhang Zhan is not mistaken, this should be the back garden of a large family. Zhang Zhan has never walked out of this courtyard, but from the wide area of this back garden, he guessed that this family is probably not ordinary luxury.

As mentioned earlier, Zhang Yan's nose is now unusually sharp. Therefore, he doesn't need a prescription, as long as he goes to the pharmacy, he can know what kind of medicine he needs.

There is also an old man in this backyard, and Zhang Yan has come into contact with him.

It's funny to say, Zhang Zhan feels that he can almost become a fortune teller! Because of the skill of "blind man touching bones", although Zhang Zhan has only been a few days, he has already mastered it perfectly.

However, this old man didn't know how to read, so Zhang Zhan had asked him to write and draw on the ground, so until now, Zhang Zhan still didn't know where he was.

Every once in a while, someone will come here.

And Zhang Yan could hear that it was a young woman.

However, Zhang Yan still did not have the opportunity to ask her through writing. Because every time she came, the old man next to her would sit quietly in the room with her. Moreover, this old man will also stop Zhang Chuan and prevent Zhang Remnant from leaving the room.

It seems that this woman doesn't like to be disturbed by outsiders.

In the afternoon of this day, Zhang Yan chopped wood again and smelled the familiar aroma of the woman again.

Then as usual, the old man pulled Zhang Remnant's clothes and returned to the room with Zhang Remnant.

According to past experience, this woman would stay here for an hour or so. Zhang Yan originally wanted to go and lie down on the bed for a while, and he did the same.

Suddenly, Zhang Yan felt an alarm. He felt a hint of murderous aura.

At the same time, Zhang Yan also knew that the person targeted by this murderous aura was the young woman.

Although Zhang Remnant's cultivation is not there, but after the recent cultivation of "recuperation", some spiritual senses have slowly recovered, so although these murderous spirits are not aimed at Zhang Remnant, although they are only a little leaked, they still can't hide from Zhang Remnant.

Zhang Zhan stood up, and the old man didn't know why, so he came over to pull Zhang Zhan again.

Zhang Yan shook his head this time, pressed on the old man's shoulder, and made a silent motion.

Then Zhang Yan took a deep breath and walked out.

As soon as he went out, the murderous aura suddenly subsided, and a ruthless and ruthless gaze was projected onto Zhang Yan's body from the big tree on the side.

At the same time, Zhang Zhan didn't see it or hear it, but sensed that the woman turned her head, looking at Zhang Zhan with some confusion and dissatisfaction.

The kind of magical experience that seems to have opened the "eye of the sky", Zhang Yan once again experienced it.

He "saw" the woman in the pale pink dress, her beautiful face frowning, as if to blame Zhang Yan's appearance, which disturbed her contemplation.

At the same time, he saw himself.

However, it was difficult for him to recognize himself again.

Because of Zhang Remnant at this time, all the exposed parts on the outside are precipitated with a kind of burnt black that seems to have been roasted by fire.

At this moment, Zhang Zhan suddenly realized that the culprit that caused his blindness, deafness, and language ability, and caused his internal strength to disappear almost completely, was definitely the fire poison explosion of the true dragon's blood.

Jiang Qiu said that in as little as three months, or at most half a year, the fire poison of the true dragon's blood would completely destroy Zhang Xuan. If you calculate the time, it just coincides.

"Who told you to come out?

Zhang Yan was still thinking about it, and the woman shouted like this.

Although the woman did not accentuate her tone, there was a kind of majesty that could not be resisted by the freedom of her words, and it seemed that she should be a person who really held the power in her hands to have such an aura.

And Zhang Zhan didn't explain, well, he couldn't explain it. just turned around and raised his head again, just in time to look at the killer on the big tree.

It was a masked young man, and he definitely didn't know that Zhang Yan had already seen his true appearance through and through. Because this kind of "eye in the sky" line of sight can't be measured with common sense at all.

At this moment, the killer knew that he had been discovered by Zhang Zhan, and his restrained momentum was suddenly chaotic.

And the woman also behaved, sensing the true qi of this disorder, and immediately sat up in shock, and also looked at Zhang Yan's gaze.

The killer glared at Zhang Yan fiercely, and one rolled over, away from the place.

Then Zhang Yan didn't speak again and returned to the house.

And the woman walked in with Zhang Yan.

However, without the stimulation of murderous energy, Zhang Chuan once again became a theoretical waste.

It was not clear in front of him, and vaguely, Zhang Yan only felt that the girl and the old man were constantly communicating something. Thinking about it, this old man had already told this girl about Zhang Yan's situation.

After a long while, Zhang Yan felt that the aroma came to his face.

Zhang Yan didn't say a word, picked up a chopstick on the table, gestured on the table and wrote, "Where is this?"

The girl seemed to hesitate for a long time, and then she actually held Zhang Yan's big hand with that soft soft hand, and also crossed out a few words: "Who are you?"

Zhang Yan couldn't help laughing, he thought that this girl should be unfamiliar with the world, inexperienced, and belonged to the type that could be deceived at will, but he didn't want to be so old and spicy!

In fact, the question asked by Zhang Zan's question will not involve any level at all, after all, it is harmless to tell Zhang Zan's place where this is.

But she still didn't answer the rhetorical question, to remind Zhang Zhan not to be anti-customer-oriented.

Maybe some people think it's nothing, but after Zhang Zhan has experienced so many things, he can be regarded as "enlightened". And this girl is not stupid, so the dialogue between smart people is still very particular.

She asked, and Zhang Zhan would definitely not tell her her name. Because speaking of which, in the land of the Great Song Dynasty, Zhang Chuan still has a lot of enemies. For example, if it is so coincidental that this girl has anything to do with the Huashan faction, the next moment, Zhang Yan may be escorted to Huashan by the five flowers.

Seeing Zhang Zan's indifferent look, she held Zhang Zan's hand again, gestured and wrote, "Where are you from?"

Compared with "who are you", this question, Zhang Zhan seems less resistant. So he wrote: "I am from Shandong. ”

Zhang Zhan grew up in the Taishan faction since he was a child, and it is not too much to say that he is from Shandong.

"You're here to heal?"

Of course, she still held Zhang Yan's hand and drew it. For the sake of brevity, and to prevent you from saying that I make up the number of words, I will omit all of these actions in the future.

Zhang Yan nodded in affirmation.

"If I help you heal, can you keep me safe for the time being?"

This girl has some cultivation, but in Zhang Yan's eyes, it is far from enough. Moreover, Zhang Zan's current skills are not there, but only his knowledge and eyesight as a master, so Zhang Zan's reply: "I can't give you a very positive answer, because I am not in a state now." Moreover, it is unknown whether my injuries will be cured. ”

For a long time, the girl did not move, and seemed a little disappointed.

Zhang Chuan actually wanted to lie to her very much, and let her help her find some medicinal materials to heal her injuries first, and then she would care about the fuck in the future!

However, he didn't want to lie anymore now.

It is good to say that Zhang Remnant has changed his mind, and it is okay to change his past. In short, he wants to live a bright life.

In the past, he had no choice but to do so, but now, he has more or less the strength and capital to be able to choose himself.

Later, Zhang Zhan sensed her and wrote: "I will help you heal." ”

In the middle of the night, the old man shook himself awake, and then, an old man, put his finger on his pulse and checked his pulse.

What is certain is that the place where Zhang Yan is located must be a big city-state where the flow of people gathers. However, he let Lang Zhong check his pulse in the middle of the night, and his behavior was so sneaky, it is conceivable that this girl is likely to be in the midst of a struggle within the family, and the situation is quite bad.

Because this Lang Zhong is tiptoeing cautiously, lest he make noise to others.

Such caution is naturally to prevent others in this family from finding out.

Some people may wonder: It may also be that this girl invited a miracle doctor who lived in the idyllic mountains and rivers, and rushed all the way to the stars and the moon, and it happened to be in the middle of the night to treat Zhang Remnant.

In fact, it is very simple, the hidden miracle doctor will definitely not be so sneaky, and he will not go to the clinic at such an hour in the middle of the night.

Because the divine doctor attaches the most importance to health preservation, the so-called sleep I sleep every day, wake up when I wake up, and never go against the sky.

After the pulse diagnosis was over, the old man patted Zhang Zhan's shoulder and signaled that Zhang Zhan could continue to sleep.

Early the next morning, as soon as Zhang Yan woke up, he smelled the familiar smell of herbs.

Among the medicinal herbs caught this time, there are a total of eight flavors.

There are four of them, which are in line with the medicinal materials in Zhang Zhan's previous prescription. The other four new drugs replaced the three in the previous prescription.

Zhang Remnant felt a lot more relieved, because the prescriptions were similar, which proved that his injuries could still be treated. What I am most afraid of is the kind of medicine that treats stomach problems today and lung diseases tomorrow.

It is a medicine that is three parts poisonous. Drinking and drinking, Zhang Zhan was not sick to death, but was cured to death.

Three hours later, the medicine was ready.

It took so long to decoct a pair of medicines, which Zhang Yan didn't expect. At the same time, Zhang Yan couldn't help but think of the unknown surname and unknown appearance.

He accompanied him all the way, and maybe he didn't have a good rest—he was either preparing meals for himself along the way, or he was decocting medicine for himself.

With such a mood, this bowl of medicine was in his stomach, and Zhang Yan only felt that its taste was extraordinarily bitter.

It seems that Zhang Yan has already been taken care of, for example, he was not dragged to chop wood today.

It's afternoon again, and the familiar scent wafts in again.

And this is, Zhang Remnant saw dimly that the old man returned to the room by himself, and this time he did not pull Zhang Remnant to avoid it.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yan picked up two pieces of firewood of the right length from the ground and threw one of them into the girl's hand. In order to prevent her from not understanding what she meant, Zhang Yan held another piece of wood in her hand and made a sword starter.

The girl could naturally see that Zhang Yan wanted to make two moves with her.

She couldn't help but feel a little angry at being despised because Zhang was almost deaf in her ears and her eyesight, so she didn't have the ability to do anything with people.

But she didn't know that the transmission of sound was all because of vibration.

That's right, Zhang Zhan can't hear it, but after nearly a month of adaptation, Zhang Zhan can capture the movement trajectory of some things from this air vibration that ordinary people can't detect.

The girl was not, Zhang Yan smiled, waved the wooden stick, and rehearsed the sword starting style again.

At this moment, the girl no longer hesitated, stepped on the seven stars, as if she wanted to test Zhang Zhan's eyesight, and went around behind Zhang Zhan.

Zhang Zhan was naturally indifferent.

Later, Zhang Yan sensed that she was holding a wooden stick and tapping her back one after another. But every time it was pointed, before it touched Zhang's clothes, there was a recruitment.

Zhang Zhan still didn't make any moves, indifferent.

Because from the strength of her swinging the wooden stick, Zhang Zhan already knew when her "sword move" would stop.

Successive taps, it seems that this girl doesn't want to play anymore, and the last move pierces Zhang Yan's heart.

Seeing that Zhang Chuan was about to be attacked, the girl was surprised to find that the wooden stick in Zhang Remnant's hand had been held upside down at some point, just against the trajectory of her wooden stick.

Before she could react, she saw the wooden stick in Zhang Yan's hand suddenly disappear, and at the moment when she hadn't come back to her senses, a flower appeared in front of her eyes, and the "long sword" was against her eyebrows.

She stood still for a long time, and Zhang Yan tapped her wooden stick with her stick, and made a starting gesture again.

At this moment, how could she not know that Zhang Yan was indeed an extraordinary master.

Just as she was regrouping and about to attack Zhang Zan, she saw Zhang Zan's words drawn on the ground: "This is Jingzhou, are you from the Nangong family?"

This is the conclusion that Zhang Yan drew from her footwork, as well as the way the internal forces operated.

"Who the hell are you?"

Zhang Zhan was silent for a moment, thinking that Nangong Zhan had blocked the walking corpse for himself and saved himself from the scourge of killing.

Although Nangong Zhan had reached the last moment of his life at that time, it was an indisputable fact that he saved his life.

"I owe Nangong Zhan a favor to my seniors. ”

After a long time, she wrote, "I miss him so much. ”

Zhang Zhan didn't know how to answer, and after a long time, he could only write: "He is indeed a great hero." ”