The bad old man carefully cut off the rotten flesh from my body with a dagger, and then applied the legendary gold sore medicine to my wounds. I gritted my teeth and watched the old man's clean movements, secretly amazed in my heart. This unattractive old man has a lot of medicine bottles on his body, and he seems to be a doctor with a good figure, but seeing him holding a knife, I can't help but think of the famous murder doctor Ping Yizhi in "Smiling Proud Jianghu", he won't save me and kill me again.

Without bandages, the old man tore his dirty robe into strips and bandaged my wounds. The old man worked hard for most of the day, and finally helped me deal with more than a dozen wounds of all sizes. Only then did I feel that the pain in my body had eased a lot, but my appearance was really miserable and unbearable.

The torn strips of cloth on my body were wrapped back and forth, left and right, but they were not tightly wrapped, revealing my yellowed skin in many places. I feel like I'm dressed like a mummy, a whole living zombie.

After the bad old man bandaged my wounds, he spent a lot of energy, leaned against the fire, closed his eyes, and fell asleep. And I, in the middle of the night, was tortured to the point that I was not human, and I didn't care to escape from the old fellow's control, so I fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes the next morning, the old man was already sitting across from me like a zazen meditation. I looked at his eyes closed and motionless, and wondered if I didn't run away now, but when. He stood up gently, and then tiptoed towards the door of the ruined temple. But after taking two steps, his shoulder was slapped twice by a shriveled palm, and then the hoarse voice of the bad old man came: "Where do you want to go?"

"Well, going out for a walk, moving your muscles and bones, helps your body recover. I shuddered, turned around and said with an awkward smile.

The old man found a burden out of nowhere, hung it on my right shoulder, and said lightly: "Let's go, let's go." After saying that, he looked at me deeply again, and added: "Don't think about running away, you have also tried the taste of the heart-devouring grass, I promise, if you leave me, you will bleed to death in two days." ”

Bleeding sounded terrifying, but I didn't dare to doubt the old guy's strange ability. Hey, my life is in the hands of others, and I don't dare to resist, so I can only be led by his nose and move forward.

It's just that Mu Chu and the others saw that I hadn't arrived for a long time, would they be in a hurry to look for me?

The bad old man took me out of the ruined temple, but he wandered around along the barren hills, and always avoided populated villages when he came across them. Along the way, he went back and forth, but never said a word, and always rushed forward with his head stuffy. The bad old man's expression looked very anxious, and he seemed to be hiding from something, always observing his surroundings vigilantly, even if it was a woodcutter on the road, he would look at each other carefully.

Could it be that he is a criminal arrested by the imperial court under the sea to catch documents, and he can't be a murderer and a Jiangyang thief.

"I ...... I can't walk anymore. ”

With the scorching sun on my head and worries in my heart, I really couldn't walk. Throwing off the burden on his shoulders, he leaned against the big tree and sat down, panting for air.

The bad old man just glanced at me, but he didn't get angry, and then sat down to rest, and just asked me casually, "Boy, what's your name?"

"Water is invisible. I rolled my eyes and said it casually.

"You lie. The old man stared at my eyes and said lightly, his gaze was as sharp as an eagle, and I could see that my heart was hairy.

"Yin Amei. "I'm talking nonsense again.

"You're lying again. ”

I turned my head away to avoid making contact with his gaze, and then said confidently, "Qin Luoli." ”

"I said that you are a little baby, there is no truth in your mouth, forget it, I won't ask, anyway, I and you are just a meeting, and when the matter is done, the two do not owe each other. ”

The bad old man patted his ass and stood up, "Let's go, and let's go." ”

What is called "two do not owe each other", and what is called "the thing is done". Confused, I got up and followed. Faced with the identity of this old man and what he was in a hurry to do, he became more and more confused.

I don't know how many mountains I have crossed, but anyway, there are fewer and fewer passers-by who can meet them, and Zuihou can't even meet a woodcutter chopping wood.

The bad old man finally led me out of the mountains and along the official road. Looking at the sunset gradually setting towards the bottom of the mountain, and then looking at the inaccessible people around me, I panicked, is this going east or west, is it getting farther and farther away from Mu Chu and them, how good it would be if there was a compass.

Then he walked on for about half an hour, and it was getting dark, and the old man found another place to stay. This time it is not a broken temple, but a more dilapidated and abandoned Yizhuang. I wondered if this bad old man was a devout religious who had a good inn and couldn't live in it, but he had to sleep with gods and ghosts every night.

I looked up at the plaque that read "Yizhuang" hanging obliquely on the door, and before I stepped on the threshold, a gust of wind hit me, which made my back chill and my heart cold. Anyway, there won't be coffins in this room.

Walking inside, I saw that the ground was covered with weeds as tall as calf, and there were about seven or eight coffins in the house. Some coffins turned upside down, and some coffin lids were missing. I glared at the uncovered coffin, and it almost scared me to death.

"Mom!"

I took a few steps back and almost didn't fall, but luckily the old man grabbed me by the hand. The bad old man craned his neck and looked into the coffin, but said to me coolly, "What a fuss." ”

I rolled my eyes at him, and I was fussed? Have you ever seen a bunch of snakes covered in emerald green, spitting long letters, and bubbling cold, and a few rats with sharp beaks and hideous faces, and their stature only one head after another?

What makes me even more frightening is that these two groups of people, one is entrenched at the head of the coffin, and the other is entrenched at the end of the coffin, not invading each other, but they are eyeing each other, doesn't the idiom say that snakes and rats have a nest, why does this situation seem to be possible at any time to stage a snake and mouse war.

Driven by curiosity, I wanted to get closer and see what was going on, but before I could take a step, I was stopped by the bad old man: "If you don't want to be bitten by poisonous snakes and rats, don't go near the coffin." ”

I didn't understand what he said, but I thought that the bad old man wouldn't be without purpose, so I walked a few more steps into the house with the bad old man, found a clean place, and sat down.

"Go find some firewood. The old man commanded me.

I didn't answer, so I went out of the house, and I looked around for some dry firewood and carried it in. The bad old man took out the fire fold from his bosom and handed it to me, and I lit it.

The whole room was lit with fire, and the cold aura was dispelled a lot. When I entered the house, it was dark, but I only had a rough look by the moonlight, and now by the firelight, I took a closer look around the house.

At this look, I found that the coffins in the house were arranged very regularly, with seven coffins facing down and the bottom facing the sky, enclosing the center of the room into an irregular polygon, and in the center of the room, there was an uncovered coffin with a bunch of snakes and rats facing Yizhuang.

What's even more peculiar is that the weeds in the house also grow extremely regularly, basically growing along the edges of the seven coffins on the periphery, which is very luxuriant, while there is not a single bare grass around the uncovered coffin in the center.

The bad old man didn't seem surprised by the strange arrangement of the house, and when the fire was burning, he took out half of the rabbit meat he had eaten last night from his bosom, heated and roasted it on the fire very casually, and then came to me: "Eat." ”

"Aren't you going to eat?"

After a day's journey, the two of us had never eaten, and when I saw the old man hand me the only food on his body, my heart was slightly hot, but I was embarrassed, so I asked.

"I'm not hungry. The bad old man replied to me lightly, and then untied the burden I had been carrying before, and I didn't know what I was looking for.

After taking the rabbit meat, I ate it slowly. For some reason, my body has changed a lot since last night. As before, without eating anything, I didn't have the strength to walk that far, but now I am not only finished, but I also don't have much hunger.

Could it be related to the heart-devouring grass that the old man gave me last night, the chaotic water, and the medicine repellent worm that was bounced around in my body?