Zhang Sanfeng originally rowed over on that boat, but Zhao Yu didn't care when he saw a sick teenager sitting on the boat. He carried Zhou Zhiruo onto the boat, and then turned around to pick up the unconscious Chang Yuchun.

The young man suddenly pointed at Chang Yuchun and exclaimed, "Ah, this person has his eyes closed and covered in blood, is he dead?"

Zhao Yu rolled his eyelids and scolded lightly: "What does the little hairy child know, Hugh has to talk nonsense!"

The young man shrank his head, dissatisfied that this young man who seemed to be the same age as himself actually scolded himself, but when he saw that he was covered in blood, he couldn't help but be timid, don't turn his head and stop looking at Zhao Yu.

After moving the people over, Zhao Yu looked at the two corpses on the boat, sighed, jumped over and stepped through the plank, and then jumped back.

Seeing her father's body sink into the river with the boat, Zhou Zhiruo cried loudly.

Zhao Yu knows that this boat carries many memories of Zhou Zhiruo's childhood, which is very important to her, and it is a home-like existence. At this time, seeing the home sinking with the family, the sadness is difficult to contain. He didn't know how to persuade her, just patted her on the shoulder and went to inspect Chang Yuchun's injuries.

When the young man saw it, he opened his mouth and said, "I don't know how to comfort people when they cry, and they say that I am ignorant!"

Zhao Yu raised his head and glanced at him, and the young man hurriedly lowered his head and stopped talking.

After Zhou Zhiruo heard the young man's words, she reluctantly suppressed her crying, wiped her tears and said, "If you don't do his business, I want to cry when I feel sad in my heart." ”

Although Chang Yuchun fainted, his eyes were still locked, and he seemed to be in great pain. Zhao Yu took a basin of water to wash away the blood stains on his body, and hastily poured gold sore medicine on the external wound to deal with it, but there was nothing he could do about his internal injuries. He spent most of his time reading, practicing calligraphy and martial arts, but he didn't know anything about medicine.

Zhang Sanfeng walked over, grabbed the Chang Yuchun Pulse Gate, only to feel that the pulse was weak, and then opened his shirt to take a look, only to see a swollen palm print on the front chest and back, his brows couldn't help frowning, and he whispered: "It's a good man, he can still support such a serious injury." ”

Zhao Yu leaned over and asked, "Is there still any salvation?"

Zhang Sanfeng took out two pills and gave them to Chang Yuchun, then catalyzed them with internal force, and probed his snort before saying: "For the time being, my life is safe, but the internal injuries are extremely difficult to heal, and it depends on his creation." ”

Hearing Zhang Sanfeng say this, Zhao Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and then remembered that he had been slapped by a monk, and I don't know if there was such a palm print behind him. It's just that Fang Caiyan has some trouble with Zhang Sanfeng, but it is not easy to ask him at this time. As for the sick boy, he didn't bother to pay attention to it. There was a captain on the ship, but he hid far away in the stern of the ship and did not dare to come closer.

Looking at the boat, Zhou Zhiruo was only one of her own, Zhao Yu saw that she had stopped crying, so he walked over and said to her: "If you don't cry, wipe your tears, and help me see if the injury on my back is important." ”

As he spoke, he sat down with his back to Zhou Zhiruo, unbuttoning his shirt and revealing his back.

Zhou Zhiruo had never seen the opposite sex exposed like this, and the sudden rise of shame burned her cheeks red, but she just remembered Zhao Yu's injury, forced herself to look at it carefully with shame, and then said: "I saw a red slap print." ”

Zhao Yu's heart tightened, and he said quickly: "Is it swollen?"

Hearing Zhao Yu's hasty tone, Zhou Zhiruo was startled, for fear that she would not look carefully, so she stretched out her hand and touched it carefully, before she was sure: "No, it's like a slap in the face." ”

A slap and a slap, although there is only a difference of one word, but the meaning is completely different. Hearing Zhou Zhiruo say this, Zhao Yu practiced for a while, and noticed that there was no obstruction in the flow of internal force, so he completely relieved his mind and determined that the internal injuries he suffered were just some shocks in his internal organs, and he would be fine after a few days of rest.

It's just that he and Chang Yuchun are in the hands of the same group of people, why are the results so different? Although Zhao Yu was puzzled, he didn't have time to think about it carefully. Now that he has taken off his clothes, he asked Zhou Zhiruo to help deal with the external injuries on his waist and shoulders. Among the many wounds, the arrow wound on the shoulder was the most troublesome, the shaft of the arrow had been broken, and only one arrow cluster was exposed. If Zhou Zhi touched it slightly, Zhao Yu screamed in pain, provoking her not to touch it again, and said coquettishly: "You are so brave when you kill people, why can't you eat pain now?"

"How can a knife slashing on someone else's body be the same as being stabbed on oneself!" Zhao Yu said of course.

In the end, it was Zhang Sanfeng who helped Zhao Yu pull out the arrow cluster and deal with the wound.

There is Chang Yuchun on the ship, a wanted criminal, but it is not good to get on the ferry to rest for a night. Zhang Sanfeng was not sure whether the Tartars had left obediently after escaping or had laid out the road ahead, and had to take care of the sick apprentice, so he asked the captain to go ashore to prepare some food and bring it to the boat, and then sail the boat to the center of the river.

After the meal was arranged, Zhang Sanfeng asked Zhao Yu and Zhou Zhiruo to eat first, but he took the meal and fed the young man first. Zhao Yu felt a little strange, so he asked, "Why doesn't he eat it himself?"

Zhang Sanfeng said a little gloomy: "Wuji has cold poison in his body, and it is inevitable that the cold poison will spread, so I sealed his acupoint." ”

Zhao Yu nodded, and said in his heart, no wonder he came to the boat and saw this young man sitting on the chair without moving, and thought that it was the pride of all famous disciples. He still wanted to ask carefully, but seeing that Zhang Sanfeng and the young man named Wuji were not interested in talking, he closed his mouth and beckoned Zhou Zhiruo to come to dinner together.

Zhou Zhiruo sat down at the dinner table, remembering that yesterday she had a happy dinner on the boat with her father and daughter and Zhao Yu, but her father was not there at this time, and she was sad in her heart, and she lowered her head and sobbed. She had no intention of eating, but she didn't want to ruin Zhao Yu's mood, and when she saw that Zhang Sanfeng fed the young man a few mouthfuls of food, the young man shook his head and stopped eating. She stood up and wiped her tears, walked over and said, "Dao Chief, you eat first, I'll feed this little boy." ”

As he spoke, he reached out to pick up the dishes and chopsticks in Zhang Sanfeng's hand.

Zhao Yu had already picked up the bowl, and when he saw that Zhou Zhiruo was holding back his grief and wanted to feed the young man, he thought about it, dropped his bowl, walked over and snatched the chopsticks in Zhou Zhiruo's hand, and said, "I'll feed this kid, you go outside the cabin and cry happily." ”

The young man named Wuji saw Zhao Yu coming over, shook his head and said, "I'm full, don't eat!"

Zhao Yu pulled the chair that Zhang Sanfeng was sitting on and sat beside Wuji, but he didn't feed him, only pulled two mouthfuls of food and ate it himself, even chewing the thorns in the fish and swallowing it.

Zhou Zhiruo was robbed of the dishes and chopsticks, and it was not good to really listen to Zhao Yu's words and go out to cry, so she could only stand behind Zhao Yu timidly. Seeing that he had no scruples in front of the young elders, he carefully pulled Zhao Yu's shirt and secretly looked at Zhang Sanfeng's expression.

When Zhang Sanfeng saw Zhao Yu's appearance, he wanted to speak and stopped, his heart was unscrupulous, and everything else was good, but his temperament was weaker. And this young man named Zhao Yu has a very strong personality, and even he dares to ridicule and reprimand himself in person. The two teenagers have more contact, and if they can complement each other's personalities, it's not a bad thing. And Wuji is kind by nature, and he will never learn Zhao Yu's murderous problem. Therefore, he ate in silence and did not open his mouth again.

Zhao Yu tugged at his sleeves, avoiding Zhou Zhiruo's small movements, and when he saw that Wuji looked at him with some annoyance, he ignored it. It was only after a few bites of food that he spoke: "Before the Midyear Festival, I passed by a village near Luoyang. The village was deserted and ruined. It was late at night, and I was looking for a house in a deserted village that was still intact and ready to spend the night. In the second half of the night, I always heard a commotion underground, and my heart was a little furious, so I lit a torch and swept the ground. Guess what I saw?"

He asked this question, but Zhou Zhiruo asked it.

Zhou Zhiruo was stunned, and said timidly: "Mouse?"

Zhao Yu smiled and shook his head.

That Wuji also stared at it, and after a while, asked, "Rooster?"

"Your rooster is born underground?" Zhao Yu replied unceremoniously.

Na Wuji was not to be outdone, and said a few more answers one after another, all of which were denied by Zhao Yu and ridiculed him.

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, he also put down the dishes and chopsticks and looked at Zhao Yu with interest.

Seeing that everyone stopped talking, Zhao Yu said leisurely: "It's a person." ”

"Didn't you say that the village was deserted, and besides, how could people live underground?"

This time, Zhao Yu didn't answer him, but took a breath and said in a deep voice: "It's a human! It can't be said to be a human, it's no longer like a human, and a ghost is not like a ghost." The officers and soldiers slaughtered the village, and the man saw the opportunity early and hid in the cellar. In this way, he escaped and survived. ”

"I see! If you don't explain it, who can guess!" Wuji said dissatisfied.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Zhao Yu and knew that he should have unfinished intentions.

Zhao Yu glared at Wuji and warned him not to intervene again, and then continued: "He hid in the cellar, but he didn't expect the beam wood to fall down and press the cellar solidly. Even if he survived, he couldn't get out. He grasped the slate that covered the cellar with his hand, and the nails of his five fingers were polished, revealing the bones of the forest. He held it for almost a month, and it wasn't until I lifted the slate that I finally came out. There's no food in the cellar, and guess how he survived?"

Everyone didn't speak, just looked at Zhao Yu.

"He ate himself, he ate an arm. Uh, less than one, when I rescued him, he probably ate it here!" Zhao Yu stretched out his chopsticks and gestured on Wuji's arm. The Wuji screamed in horror, as if most of his arms were really missing.

Zhou Zhiruo's eyes were full of tears again, and she said in a trembling voice: "What happened to that person? Yes, if you rescue him, he will naturally survive." ”

Zhao Yu shook his head and said, "No, I killed him with one palm." Bleeding too much, hanging all in one breath, living is torture, and dying is liberation. ”

"So, boy, whether you are highly poisonous or riddled with a vicious disease, if you have a bite to eat seriously, cherish it!" Zhao Yu raised his chopsticks and tapped Wuji's forehead, glanced at Zhang Sanfeng with a wicked taste, and said: "Your master is an old man who is more than 100 years old, if he can't catch up with a bite of food because he is worried about you, he may die in the next moment." When the time comes, you will fall into my hands, hehe, you know my means. ”

Wuji closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look at Zhao Yu's bright smile, but he didn't forget to open his mouth, don't worry about himself anymore.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Yu smiled and pounded the food into Wuji's mouth like a duck.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Sanfeng comforted Wuji to sleep, and then walked out of the cabin and saw Zhao Yu sitting cross-legged under the side of the boat, and Zhou Zhiruo sleeping soundly on his knees.

He walked to Zhao Yu's side lightly and stared at the young man for a long time before he asked in a low voice, "Is that story true?"

Zhao Yu looked up at the lonely cold stars in the sky, his eyes were far away, he shook his head, and said, "No." ”

Zhang Sanfeng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this answer, he was uncomfortable with this story for most of the night. However, then Zhao Yu said: "It's not a one-palm kill, the first palm trembles and misses, and the second palm kills him." ”

Zhang Sanfeng was stunned, looked down, but saw that the young man's face was already stained with tears.

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