Chapter 102: The Fisherman's Family is Sleepy

"Doctor, what's going on? What's wrong with him?"

Old Duanmu looked at the doctor's solemn face, frowned, and his slightly blessed face was full of doubts, and it took a long time to withdraw the hand that was on Wang Feng's wrist.

Then he touched and pinched all over Wang Feng's body, and Wang Feng also let him do it, but there was no response.

The doctor kept brushing a few strands of gray whiskers under his chin and shook his head again and again.

"Tsk, this little brother has really strange symptoms. ”

Old Duanmu's heart tightened slightly: "What's the matter? But it's serious?

The doctor kept shaking his head: "It can't be cured." ”

Immediately looked at Lao Duanmu's disappointed expression, and as if he had reacted, he hurriedly said: "I mean, judging from the pulse, he is not sick at all, nor is he injured or poisonous, and he does not need to be treated." ”

"Not only that, this person is extremely vigorous, he has been practicing medicine for decades, even those martial arts heroes in the martial arts have healed a lot, but he has never seen such a strong pulse, such a vigorous vitality. From time to time, the doctor made a sigh of surprise.

"This, this, if he is not injured or sick, how can he move, and that ......" Old Duanmu looked at the chapped and black skin on Wang Feng's face and hands, and stopped talking.

"Alas, this is the strange thing about the old decay, and the old decay is ashamed, and I really can't see why this is so. ”

The doctor shook his head and continued: "Although he has a strong pulse, there is a spine behind his waist that is fragile and abnormal, like cartilage, which should be born like this, not that he doesn't move, but that his lower body can't move at all." ”

"Then ......" Old Duanmu glanced at Wang Feng, his eyes unbearable.

"Ah......" the doctor sighed and nodded.

"There is nothing that can be done about this, but other than that, this little brother is fine, and there is nothing big to do. Okay, the old man is leaving. As he spoke, he bowed his hand to the old Duanmu and was about to leave.

"Oh, yes, doctor, this is the consultation fee, you take it, you have to travel so far. ”

"Hey, this disease is going to be cured, and the old man naturally has to collect money, but this little brother can't even diagnose his illness, so what kind of face does he have to collect this consultation fee? Stay, stay!"

pushed back the silver money handed over by Lao Duanmu, ignored Lao Duanmu after speaking, and left quickly.

Unable to catch up, Lao Duanmu was helpless, turned around and glanced at Wang Feng, who was still motionless, shook his head and sighed slightly.

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After this day, Wang Feng lived in this small fishing village, Lao Duanmu's home.

After more than a month, Wang Feng temporarily accepted his situation. Although I was still disheartened, I was not as hopeless as the first day. Although the situation in the body is strange, the internal force is completely lost, the meridians are exhausted, and the lower half of the body is paralyzed, but there is still a powerful body, although the Northern Underworld Qi Sea and Blood Yang have no movement, they are always there.

Every day, Wang Feng tried to run the Northern Spiritual Skill, but every time it was fruitless, although disappointed, he still insisted on it every day, and people gradually became indifferent and silent.

I don't care where I've come to.

The people in this small fishing village are very warm and generous, Wang Feng is a person of unknown origin to them, and he is also eccentric, and he is still a cripple, and Lao Duanmu did not hesitate to rescue him home, and he had to spend money to treat him. There is no complaint about Wang Feng only lying on his chuang shirt every day to stretch out his hand, and he does not move when he eats with his mouth open, but always pities him for him.

The big man surnamed Niu who brought people back that day also appeared from time to time, bringing fresh fish and shrimp that he had brought back.

The clown ran to the wooden bed every day and croaked in his immature voice, although Wang Feng never paid attention to him, and he did not change at all.

Of course, Wang Feng saw the actions of these people, and although he was secretly moved in his heart, he was still silent. At this time, he had nothing else to think about except recovering his martial arts.

On this day, Lao Duanmu carried a basket of fish to the town to exchange for food, and there were only Wang Feng and the clown at home.

Wang Feng was still lying motionless on the bed, trying to carry the internal force, and the clown was lying on the side of the chuang as always, either staring at him with open and dark eyes, or babbling a lot of fairy tales.

At this time, a rough voice came from outside the door: "Ugly!"

When the ugly child heard this voice, his little face was immediately overjoyed, and he ran out of the calf with a clatter, shouting as he ran: "Uncle Niu! You are here again, giggles, did you bring anything delicious?"

"Ha Luha, you little gluttonous cat, where can you have delicious food every day, not today!"

Although this is a fishing village, it is very poor, and the villagers do not have much harvest every day, most of them have to be taken to the town to exchange for money and food, and it is rare to eat fresh fish.

"Oh, what are you doing here?" the clown's voice suddenly became disappointed.

"Hey, you little thing, you won't let your uncle come to the door if you don't have anything to eat? Believe it or not, I'm going to beat you?"

"Hey, hey, hey, Uncle Niu, what is this?"

"Go aside, it's not for you. ”

Two voices, one big and one small, laughed and walked in.

The sturdy man Uncle Niu was pushing a strange-looking wooden chair in his hand, the two hind legs of the chair turned out to be two wooden wheels, and there was a crossbar behind the chair, which looked like a wheelchair.

As soon as the big cow entered the house, he buzzed and cried, "Brother, what do you see I have brought you?"

Wang Feng just turned his eyes to look at it, then turned back again, and didn't say a word.

Da Niu didn't care, this was already good compared to the previous few days, if it was just a few days, Wang Feng wouldn't have paid attention to it at all, didn't he take a look at it at this time?

Da Niu still happily: "Brother, I have inquired from the doctor in the town, it is not good for your health to lie down every day, I asked Father Chen to make this chair, and if you sit on this thing in the future, I can push you around, and it will be good to see the light of day." ”

He said that Father Chen is the only craftsman in the village, and the wooden and fishing gear used in the village are all from him, I heard that he was once a military craftsman in the Song army, and the army in the early years lost the battle, so he fled here and settled in this small fishing village.

When Wang Feng heard this, his eyes rolled again, and he glanced at the strange-looking wooden chair, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook slightly, and he laughed at himself in his heart: I didn't expect that I would become a cripple who had to rely on a wheelchair to survive.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Da Niu just grinned, and lifted Wang Feng to the wooden chair that seemed to be a wheelchair.

Wang Feng didn't move either.

Outside, the sun is shining brightly, and the air is cool and warm with the greasy fishy sweetness of the sea breeze.

"Giggles, it's so fun, Uncle Niu, the ugly child also wants to sit!" Seeing the big cow pushing Wang Feng out of the door, the clown looked interesting, and jumped behind with his little short legs and shouted.

"Go, go, don't be mischievous. Da Niu said with a smile.

"Brother, how is it, I've been stuffy in the house for half a month, and it's much more comfortable to come out and see the light of day now, right?" He just talked to himself, just like the clown, and he didn't care if Wang Feng would answer, and he knew that Wang Feng would not answer.

Wang Feng closed his eyes, avoiding the sunlight that had not been seen for many days and became a little dazzling, feeling the warmth of the sun on his body, and his body and mind were somewhat relaxed.

The big bull pushed Wang Feng, passing by one house after another along the way, and he was not afraid to see Wang Feng's scary appearance, nor did he feel a little strange, but happily stepped forward to greet him.

Seeing this kind smiling face, Wang Feng was a little inexplicably upset, and suddenly said, "Can you take me to the beach to see?"

"Big brother, it turns out that you can speak!" Hearing Wang Feng suddenly speak, the clown's little face was surprised, daring to love him all the time that Wang Feng was a mute.

Da Niu also looked at him with a look of surprise, which made Wang Feng feel a little guilty in his heart, these people treated him really sincerely and did their best, but he never ignored him.

When he arrived at the beach, Wang Feng looked at the endless, calm sea, but there were huge waves in his heart.

This sea is indeed no longer the sea near his Yanyun Mountain.

He didn't just come here to relax, but also to confirm his guesses. Although he is discouraged and indifferent to everything these days, it does not mean that he is ignorant of everything.

The dress, words and deeds of these villagers are all strange. It is strange because they don't look like modern people at all, but like people from ancient China.

Thinking back to the previous incident, Ning Zheng, Luo Hongyi, the giant beast in the sea, the treasure wheel, Qingguang, before he fell into the blue light and fell into a coma, he seemed to see Ning Zheng and Luo Hongyi being dragged into a blood-red hole by the huge snake-like thing, and he fainted at that time.

What happened to Ning Zheng and Luo Hongyi?

And myself, could it be that I really went to another world, or to another time and space? If so, would I still have a chance to go back?

As if he could feel the unrest in his heart, the big cow and the clown did not disturb him, but quietly accompanied him to stand on the beach, such a station was for most of the day, and the sun had already turned into a sunset.

"Let's go back. Wang Feng said calmly.

"Ahh The big cow was holding the clown, and the little boy was already asleep in his arms, after all, he was only a four-year-old child, how could he really stand for so long.

Holding the clown, he pushed Wang Feng and walked back towards the small fishing village.

But gradually, he found that something was wrong, looking in the direction of the fishing village, a few thick clouds of smoke went straight up, and he could see it from a distance, Wang Feng's ears were beating slightly, although he lost all his skills, but his hearing was still very strong, and from the direction of the fishing village there were bursts of crackling and popping sounds like firewood burning, and there were a few faint screams.

His face changed suddenly: "Big Niu, hurry up!"

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(Thanks to the 'Blue and Black Control' brothers' for the renewal vote, Xie Lu Xie supports, I am ashamed that it is still only 3,000 words.) But, I want to say, are you trying to tune me...... Throwing in and urging changes every day, how can we wait for the remnants of the party...... Joke, although it is not easy for me, I will still try my best to satisfy everyone, thanks. )