Dead silence, boundless dead silence.

The originally remote side street, after the earth-shattering explosion, seemed even more deadly and silent.

The surrounding people naturally heard the sound of this huge mountain spring, but how dare ordinary people be involved in the battle of the masters of the rivers and lakes, and they will become cannon fodder if they are not careful.

When the smoke of gunpowder cleared, when the blood fluttered, the original street seemed even more dilapidated, isolated in the remnant sun, indescribably desolate.

It stands to reason that Feng Mu would never have escaped the explosion, but he miraculously escaped. Because at the critical moment, he felt that his body was half caught in something, and quickly retreated backwards.

The huge explosion burned his clothes and also burned off part of his hair, as long as he was half a beat slower, Feng Mu would be hit by a powerful wave of qi and crack his internal organs.

It was almost dusk, and the farmers in the fields had not yet put down their hoes, and they were diligently hunched over their waists and worked hard, although the hardships they paid were not enough to feed and clothe them all year round, but they had only this choice.

The two people who pinched the beads were naturally blown to pieces, and their stumps and broken arms were lying across the street, and the reddish remnant sun shone on this street, reflecting the scarlet ground, forming a colorful picture of death and blood.

Feng Mu hadn't fully woken up yet, he muttered something quietly in his mouth, his lips had cracked several times because of dryness, although the little girl who was in charge of taking care of him had fed him water three times, but it didn't have much effect.

The moisture in Feng Mu's body was rapidly draining, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans. As soon as the beads of sweat condensed, they were evaporated by his scorching body.

He's like a giant steamer. The little girl looked at him, Feng Mujing was naked. There are no obvious muscles, but a small tummy is noticeable.

The little girl put an egg on his stomach, Feng Mu's stomach rose and fell, and the egg went up and down with his stomach, but it did not fall.

The little girl carefully wiped the sweat from his body and applied a sweat towel to his forehead, which would be changed before long. She was already a little tired of this repetitive and monotonous action, but she couldn't help but do it. Because the father told him that if she did not take care of him, the child's life would be in danger.

Looking at the little boy of her age, the little girl had a puzzled look on her face, she really didn't understand who hurt such a child so badly.

In fact, Feng Mu suffered all skin injuries, and was injured by stone chips in the explosion, although the blood flowed profusely. But it didn't hurt the bones. He was whipped up with a soft whip by a mysterious man and quickly taken away from the scene.

"You're so hot, I wonder if this egg will be steamed on your stomach?" said the little girl to herself, she looked ordinary. With two pigtails, she looks simple and has the kindness unique to a peasant girl.

Both parents are still working in the fields. Because it will not be long before the people of the county government will come to collect the rent, and the date set by the landlord for the payment of rent is not far off. The little girl didn't feel much about it. But he also understands that his parents have worked hard for a year, and the food they left for their family is only one-twelfth of them. The rest is to be handed over.

Life is indeed a little poor, but she doesn't have much grievances, first, she is not very old and innocent, and second, there is a puppy around her feet, rubbing her feet from time to time, which makes her happy.

The sunset gradually sank into the western mountains, and the night gradually pulled down, and the parents who were farming outside finally stepped into the yard with a hoe on their shoulders and a cow on their faces, smiling and cheerful.

The puppy wagged its tail and ran out quickly, and the little girl saw its actions, put down the sweat towel in her hand, and ran out as well.

Her father was a thin-faced man with high cheekbones and cheeks. He was not very tall, half a head taller than the men of his village. The little girl was very satisfied with her father, because he defended her, and no one in the village dared to bully their family.

No one knew that this villager was the martial arts master who threw out a soft whip and saved Feng Mu's life in that earth-shattering explosion.

This inconspicuous mud-legged man, with the peculiar simplicity of a farmer, touched the little girl's head, and asked in a rough voice, "How is it, has the child woken up?"

The little girl pursed her lips and complained, "No, no, he slept like a dead pig." ”

"Xiaomin, how can you be rude, how many times have I told you, if you do this again, how will you find your in-laws in the future?"

The little girl rolled her eyes, ignored her mother's words, took her father's rough hand, came to Feng Mu's bed, and asked suspiciously: "Dad, why did you say that he didn't wake up, the little white you brought back before was only one breath left, and he was cured by you, and it was fine in less than a cup of tea, he has been lying down for so long, and there is still no sign of waking up?"

The farmer smiled and said, "Silly girl, how can you compare people with dogs, the reason why Xiaobai can be cured is that it has a strong desire to survive, doesn't it die after giving birth to ginkgo seeds?"

The little girl's expression was obviously stunned, she looked at the farmer with a somewhat wooden expression, and said with some lost soul: "Dad, do you mean that he doesn't want to live, or after he wakes up, he won't be able to live long like Xiaobai?"

The farmer put the hoe aside and did not immediately answer the little girl's words.

His wife brought a clean rag shirt full of patches, and the farmer gladly accepted it, took off his mud-stained coat, put on the patched clothes, and came to Feng Mu's bed.

The peasant woman went to the kitchen, and soon there was the sound of chopping vegetables, and the little girl had no intention of helping, and her mother told her several times about the housework, but she never did the same thing.

Watching her father remove the rags from Feng Mu's body and replace him with medicine, the little girl asked with some surprise: "Dad, it's amazing, he was still scarred before, how can he get better so quickly now, the wounds have healed a lot." ”

"The panacea also has to be divided into physique, he has a good physique, and it is natural that he gets better quickly. I also learned this healing prescription from an old-timer, and if you want to learn it, I can teach you. ”

The little girl immediately showed a look of joy and said happily: "Dad, why did you change your mind, I wanted to learn from you before, but you just didn't agree." ”

The little girl pouted, and the farmer said calmly: "Dad is afraid that you will be too public, and sooner or later you will get into trouble, I used to think that Dad is by your side, and you will be safe and sound for the rest of your life, but now it seems that this wish cannot be realized." ”

"Why, Daddy, are you going to leave me, if that's the case, I still don't want to study. ”

The farmer smiled indifferently and said, "Everything should be thought of for the good, my father has something to leave for a while now, and if you learn a skill, you can take care of your mother." After my father came back, I was even more relieved to see that you were so sensible, right?"

The little girl nodded, and the farmer told her to lean her head over and whisper something in her ear. After a long time, the little girl finally remembered the prescription, and Feng Mu also woke up.

The farmer sighed in his heart: "I only memorized the recipe, and it was in vain not to master the precise proportions and subtle refining methods, I hope that my father will have a chance to come back and teach you." ”

(To be continued.) )