It was winter, the sky was bleak, and the gray sky was deep and depressed. The wind is blowing in the www.biquge.info, and it is really not a good weather to come out and visit. But there will always be people who come out for a variety of reasons. Ink is one.

He walked like this, looking so aimless, but in fact there were countless villains fighting in his head. How can I make money! I can make a lot of money! With the ability to paint sugar with one hand, I can't make money to become a hero in my life.

When people are upset, they will always unconsciously make some small actions. If writing is annoying, but when you have to write, people will always unconsciously turn the pen and scratch their heads; if a person is upset at work, during working hours, he will always go to the toilet frequently; if a person is very upset when walking, what will happen? Then the pebbles on the road will always be unlucky, well, there may be passers-by who will be unlucky.

Mo Yan walked all the way, thinking all the way, and was at a loss in his heart, kicking the small pebbles that he could kick under his feet, kicking them towards the river one by one, and some of them would hit a few floats on the river when they were too hard.

"Bang" A completely different voice came, there seemed to be a human voice, but it was not obvious, and there was another one to raise the foot, and the "bang" voice seemed to be louder this time.

Mo Yan suddenly woke up, "I'm wiping, it's not going to hit someone, is it? ”

The laundry aunt who turned around and wanted to run away did not, but the inexplicable moaning became louder.

"I'll go, won't I, hurt someone? No, I'm not a master of such a small stone. As soon as the thought turned, Mo Yanfu ran away again.

The sky was high and the earth was wide, and there seemed to be nothing but the sound of the wind howling.

"Damn, if I'm so soft-hearted next time, I'll be a bastard!" After all, he is worthy of being a simple and good boy from the 21st century, and the condemnation of conscience drove Mo Yan back the same way. Tumbling down the dirt slope, Mo Yan searched for the source of the sound.

When I got to the front of me, I saw that it was a woman, dressed in a green shirt, lying on the shore with a face that could not be seen clearly, motionless, and a painful moan came from her mouth, and next to her head were two small pebbles stained with a little blood. Mo Yan was speechless for a while, and just wanted to step forward to save people, but he saw the sword still in his hand that the woman was unconscious, this woman was obviously a person from the rivers and lakes, and red blood stains could be seen on her right shoulder.

Vendetta in the rivers and lakes! Mo Yan only had these four words left in his mind for a moment, and now he has no ability to protect himself at all, just in case, in case...... To save or not to save.

Mo Yan turned his head and walked a few steps into the distance, deciding to ignore it, but stopped after a few steps, gritted his teeth and scolded: "Damn, bastard is bastard, although my brother is not a good person, it can be seen that if you don't save it, you really can't do it, for the sake of you being a woman, fuck, save it." ”

I have to say, sometimes people's minds are really strange. If it's a woman, it's a matter of time, but if it's a man, it won't be saved......

Quickly pulled the woman out of the water, put her on her shoulders and hurried towards the village. At the entrance of the village, Mo Yan looked around for a while, and saw that there was no one in the village, and exhaled softly, too, today's ghost weather, frozen to death, the general villagers will not go out at home, after all, winter is the most difficult season for ordinary people, can not afford to buy thick cotton clothes, can not afford expensive coals, unless to the market, or to buy daily necessities, otherwise, staying at home is undoubtedly the best choice.

There was no longer any hesitation, his home was not far from the entrance of the village, and he ran with the girl on his back, quickly opening and closing the door, until he entered his own house, and Mo Yan had time to breathe. wiped a handful of sweat on his forehead, but found a bright red on his hands, and was startled, so he hurriedly walked into the door and put the girl on the kang.

looked at the woman on the kang, about twenty years old, her face was average, really ordinary, she belonged to the kind of ordinary face that even if she saw it, she threw it into the sea of people and wanted to get it back. The clothes soaked by the river water were wet and sticking to the girl's body, making her tremble uncontrollably, a crimson sword wound on her right shoulder, and her lips were caused by white freezing or excessive blood loss.

"No, if you don't deal with it like this, she'll still die. Wandering in the room incessantly, Mo Yan's face was entangled, and suddenly a "snap" sounded, Mo Yan covered his face and said: "Saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, and if you save them, you can still let her die in front of your eyes?!"

At the moment, he didn't care about tidying up the stains on his clothes, got up and looked at the girl's pale face and bleeding wounds, gritted his teeth, called out of the store system directly, and spent ten taels of silver to buy a bottle of gold sore medicine, otherwise if the wound was ulcerated and infected, the girl's life would be really difficult to save.

Gently taking off the girl's shirt, she found that the girl had three wounds on her body, in addition to the sword wound on the right shoulder, there were two more, one on the left side of the waist and one on the right side of the thigh, leaving a bloody hole more than two fingers wide. The wounds are very large, but the bleeding is not much, it is estimated that it may be the legendary sealing point to stop the bleeding, these wounds are soaked in the river water, some white and blood-red gauze are entangled, which makes people can't help but feel sick to their stomachs. The corners of Mo Yan's mouth twitched, he had only seen such scenes in books and TV before, even if he was occasionally injured when he was climbing the mountain, he was definitely not so ruthless, but now he knows how difficult the rivers and lakes are through his own experience.

The girl's clothes were soaked, and if she didn't take them off on a cold day, she would definitely not last long, and she had to give medicine to the wound, so Mo Yan simply didn't do anything, and took off the woman's clothes directly in the sound of the rope, leaving only her belly pocket and obscene pants, covering the important parts. The woman found an animal skin in her arms, more than 20 taels of silver, and a few pieces of paper that could vaguely be seen to be silver tickets, but they were soaked by the river so that they couldn't see the handwriting at all, and the whole became waste paper, and she secretly screamed in her heart that it was a pity. I didn't have time to think about it, so I took the gold sore medicine and sprinkled it on the wound. Soon all the wounds were sprinkled, and then Mo Yan rummaged through the cabinets and finally found a white silk that was not short, which, according to his recollection, was left by the neighbors who helped bury his parents when he was very young. My parents died early, but fortunately there is such a group of lovely and respectable villagers.

Quickly shook his head and drove away the memories, Mo Yan jumped off the cabinet, hurriedly walked to the side of the kang and bandaged the girl's wound, wrapped it on the left side, wrapped it on the right, and finally tied a perfect bow on the neck when bandaging the right shoulder.

"Well, perfect! my bandaging skills are still so beautiful!" Mo Yan sighed as he looked at the girl who had been bandaged properly. To say that Mo Yan was a mountaineer in his previous life, it was not uncommon for him to be injured a little, and the means of self-treatment must be learned, and now he has made meritorious deeds.

"Girl, do your best to obey the destiny of heaven, I can only help here, you ask for more blessings, whether you can withstand it depends on your own creation. Mo Yan took a long breath and sat down slowly with his back against the kang. I didn't think it was a trip to save people, but at this time, I looked outside the house, the sky was already a little dark, I took out the flint and lit the candle on the table, looked at the candle flame, and slapped my head, "It's not good! Rescue her from the river, I'm afraid there will be a lot of water dripping along the way, so let's go and see it!" Mo Yan, who reacted, rushed out of the room at once, but when he saw it out, he saw only snow, and it was already a cold and snowy place outside the door.

"Whew, it's really beautiful! Yes! This wave of assists can! Give you full marks, God!" looked at the sky and smiled heartily, the snow flew all over the sky, and the deep night sky was full of endless mystery. Mo Yan had a lot of thoughts, could this be the same night sky as in his previous life? Is there anyone under that night sky who misses himself as if he was missing them at this moment?