Chapter 128: drifting

Chapter 128—Rafting
Ou Yan’s team has been on the road for a few more days. Although the elders who received the support have not yet arrived, there are elite disciples coming from the lotus darts and the sects of the surrounding towns. The security of Ouyan is After the guarantee, Qin Auntie issued an order asking the four disciples to go along the river, looking for Zhang Xiaohua’s person, or the body, to find a reward, so in addition to the task of the disciple, others, etc. Go along the river all the way.
However, until the seventh day, Li Jianli and Liu Liuyang, who came from Pingyang City, received the coach of Ouyan. The little flower still had no news.
Zhang Xiaohua, is it dead? Is it alive?
And said that, that night, at that moment, Zhang Xiaohua was hit by the black man in the palm of his hand, immediately fainted, the body flew out of the earthquake, slanting down to the river, Zhang Xiaohua carrying Europe Yanben is running along the river. The place where they are fighting is not far from the river. Zhang Xiaohua is young and the old man in black is very strong. Although this palm can't directly hit Zhang Xiaohua into the river, it is only left. Half of the chest stayed on the bank of the river. How was the river at that time rushing? No matter what the moment, the river washed the legs of Zhang Xiaohua and dragged him into the river. When He Tianshu searched for the past, Zhang Xiaohua did not know it. How far has it been washed?
It’s also Zhang Xiaohua’s luck. If the black man’s palm is half a point, Zhang Xiaohua directly
plops
into the river. It’s just a matter of sinking it, then it’s washed away, and Zhang Xiaohua The legs first enter the water, and the upper body is dragged into the water. The head is exposed above the water. Otherwise, even if it is not killed by the old man in black, the river will drown him.
Unconscious Zhang Xiaohua, the body is extremely relaxed, so it is easy to float above the river. At this time, the child has arrived, Zhang Xiaohua in a coma is a flashing dream, just, I don't know if he can see it.
In the darkness, Zhang Xiaohua floated in the water, flowing down the river, flying down three thousand feet. However, the drift of this little flower is different from others. Whenever someone falls into the water, it floats for a while, or sinks into the water, or leans on the shore and hangs there. This is what Qin Auntie imagined. So let the disciples look along the river. But this little flower is good, I don’t know if it’s small or small, or it’s frivolous, or it’s a dream of flashing. His small body doesn’t seem to have weight, it floats in the river, and he’s stuck. The little sword in the left hand does not seem to have the weight of the past. The body of Zhang Xiaohua is like a light wooden board. How fast the river is, how fast he is.
Therefore, when He Tianshu was looking for someone for the second time, Zhang Xiaohua had already been rushed to the distance they could not imagine. Later, the staff assigned by Landong, but based on experience, found the distance they thought was "far". And this "far" is that Zhang Xiaohua has already surpassed it.
At dawn, the rain still did not stop, the river became more and more anxious, Zhang Xiaohua was on the river like this, I don’t know how far it drifted.
As soon as the evening, Zhang Xiaohua finally floated to a roundabout river bay, and I don’t know how far it is from Zhang Xiaohua’s water.
Next to the river bay is a simple grass house surrounded by fences. There is a wooden shelf between the open space of the grass house and it is inserted into the river. At this time, there is a girl about ten years old. Sitting there, holding a fishing rod in one hand, holding a scorpion in one hand, looking at the front with no eyes, the girl wearing a goose-yellow dress, very neat, black hair long, bundled with a handkerchief from the top, Randomly scattered behind the head, the girl's face is duck-like, her eyes are large, her eyes are fine, her skin is white, and her mouth is bright and beautiful. This girl is not very beautiful, but the black and white scorpion is slightly raised. Liu Mei’s temperament is undoubtedly her temperament.
The age of the little girl has not yet reached the season of Sichun, but why did she squint?
At this time, the fishing rod in the hands of the little girl seems to catch a big fish, slipping out, the girl seems to be unknown, suddenly, a loving voice came from the straw house: "Stupid child, then go to God, not only fish fishing If you don't, your fish will be stolen by the fish."
The little girl just woke up like a dream, and quickly grasped the fishing rod that was about to take off her hand. When she looked up at the river, she could not help but exclaim: "Teacher is a dead person."
"Hey?" The man in the room was amazed and walked out of it. It was a kind-hearted Pentecostal woman wearing a very clean moon-white blouse with a long sword hanging around her waist.
The old man walked quickly to the front of the shelf. When he looked closely, the end of the fishing rod, the top of the hook, wasn’t the faint Zhang Xiaohua?
The little girl looked at Zhang Xiaohua's "corpse" and said sadly: "Poor child, it is estimated to be like me, so I fell into the water. The family can't find him. It must be very sad."
Saying, it seems to touch what is in my heart, the more graceful on the face.
The teacher looked at the "corpse" in the water and said: "Then we still salvage him. Although I don't know where he fell from the water, but the rain last night was very big, the river has also risen a lot, but it is not good. Looking for his place, let us bury him on the spot, and save the water in the water, and become a food for the fish."
The girl’s sorrowful look did not ease. She just nodded and pulled back the fishing rod. She waited for the flow of water to pull Zhang Xiaohua to the shore. The teacher walked too close to the front and did not avoid anything. When she reached out, she went to pull the small flower. Arms, fortunately, the shelf on the water is not very high. Today, the water has also risen a lot. The teacher just grabbed it and grabbed it.
The teacher grabbed Zhang Xiaohua’s arm too, and was about to move to the shore. Suddenly he looked happy and shouted: "He is still alive."
The girl listened, but also a lot of happiness, hurry to come and help, but she is small, strength is small, can help? Moreover, Zhang Xiaohua’s body is not heavy. The teacher took him out of the river with one hand, but he was more careful than he had just been.
When the teacher saw the little girl wanting to help, he smiled and said, "You go to boil water, and you can order soup. This child doesn't know how long it takes to soak in the water. It must be cold and drink soup to drive the cold."
As soon as the little girl heard it, she ran away and the sorrow between the brows seemed to be less.
Waiting for the teacher to take Zhang Xiaohua to the hut, change the wet clothes, wrap it with thick quilts, and carefully take the veins, and the internal force will visit him in his body, and the look will be more serious.
At this time, she saw Zhang Xiaohua’s left-handed little sword, and tried to pull it out by hand. When she did not pull it, she put Zhang Xiaohua’s left hand and the small sword in her hand into the quilt.
When the little girl walked into the hut with the bowl, the teacher was not wrinkled, and seemed to be thinking about it. The girl asked carefully: "Teacher, what happened to him? Can you save it?"
The teacher was too worried about the girl, and Yan Yan said: "He is not plain, but suffers from a serious internal injury and is hit by a river."
When the girl heard it, she was even more sad. "He is about the same size as me, and can he offend someone? It must be that the bad guy is hurting him. The teacher is not a master of martial arts. He must be awake."
After listening to the girl's words, the teacher couldn't help but secretly blame himself. I really spent a lot of time in the rivers and lakes. I thought about it too complicated. I just thought about whether this boy is a bad person. I still don't have a little girl to see clearly. A teenager. Juvenile, what can be a bad guy?
In this case, how can you not save?
So, the teacher told the little girl to go out and take a tub to put it in front of the raft, then lifted Zhang Xiaohua up, put a five-hearted meditation posture, and then sat behind Zhang Xiaohua, with his palms in his On the back, he immediately picked up his own unique healing method to help Zhang Xiaohua treat the injury of the palm of the hand.
After a short time, Zhang Xiaohua's face gradually became ruddy, and there was a faint hot air on his head. He saw that the teacher had too much right palm, and immediately Zhang Xiaohua's back, then it was a force, and he slammed on him. On the shoulder, Zhang Xiaohua's mouth should be opened, and a few large mouthfuls of blood were sprayed from his mouth, which was spit in the tub. Most of the blood was black and solidified blood clots.
See Zhang Xiaohua spitting a hemorrhage block, the teacher is too long to breathe a sigh of relief, put away the palms, carefully put Zhang Xiaohua on the sputum, then Zhang Xiaohua's face is slightly rosy, the nasal breath is also slightly stable, the forehead met Perhaps the fine sweat, seeing is a sign of a little living.
The little girl quickly took the tub out and poured the blood into the river. She went back to the house and asked carefully: "Teacher, is this cured?"
The teacher laughed too: "Where is it so simple? I just forced the blood from the blockage. He didn't practice the internal strength. The meridians are blocked. The internal healing effect is not great. Now only the stone treatment is the best. That is the doctor's ability, I can't do it, but in the wilderness of the wilderness, where to find the doctor? The recent market town is also a day's journey, it still has to be done with light work, how can he suffer from this bump? It’s less than a market town.

The little girl frowned. "How is that good?"
The teacher said too: "The child does not know which thief was injured. This shot is very toxic. The organs in the body are shifted. If the heart of the heart is half-weighted, it will die early, but it is estimated to be broken. Rivers, drifting in the water during this time, but if you sleep on the raft, all the organs in the body are not hurt again, and have been recovered a little. I have a few healing medicines here, and I will take them for a while. Look at the effect. Now, only quietly, look at his luck."
The little girl seemed to understand. She nodded a little and looked at the soup that was already cold. "Do you still feed him?"
The teacher laughed too: "This is not enough. I thought it was a drop in the water. Ginger soup can drive the cold. Now it is an internal injury. This soup is a stimulating thing. Is it not terrible for him to drink? You still have to change it. Some white water, wait for him to eat some medicine."
The little girl took the white water according to the words. The teacher took a white porcelain bottle from his arms and carefully opened it. From the inside, he poured out a black pill with a big thumb, then opened the teeth of the small flower and stuffed the pill into his mouth. I rushed down with white water and saw that Zhang Xiaohua still had the awareness of swallowing, and the teacher’s confidence was one more point.
The arrival of Zhang Xiaohua did not bring too much influence to the life of Shi Tai and the little girl. The teacher is still going out every morning, coming back in the evening, only taking a look at Zhang Xiaohua in the evening, feeding him a pill. The little girl is in the grass house. It is not a daze or a purposeless thing. More often, I still take a fishing rod and sit on the riverside, full of fishing.
Only the river is rushing every day, and I don’t know where it rains. However, there is nothing in the river, and her fish has never caught it.
After a few more days, the day is getting colder, and it is going to be winter. The little girl is not cold, and she wants to have a stove in the grass house. Shi Tai’s original peace of mind began to get irritated, and his brows wrinkled from time to time, thinking that he had encountered great problems.
The little girl seems to have noticed that the teacher is too emotional, and she wants to ask, but she does not know how to speak.
This evening, when the teacher gave the last pill to Zhang Xiaohua, the little girl asked: "Teacher, your pill is gone, how can you feed him tomorrow?"
The teacher took the pulse of Zhang Xiaohua and lost another internal force to look at him. He said: "There are so many pills. If it works, these are enough. If it doesn't work, it is useless."
The little girl was a little worried and said, "What about him now? Is it effective? Don't let us bake him up and bury it, it's worth it."
The teacher smiled and said: "Save people is in the process, not necessarily a result. If you have a compassionate heart, you can. But don't worry, this child recovers quickly, beyond my expectations. Besides, life should be worry-free, but I don’t know why I haven’t been awake. If I go on like this, it’s not the way. I have to go back to the party years ago. You have to go with me, can’t you? Leave you in the mountains. But if he still doesn't wake up, can't he just want to take him with him?"
The little girl smiled and said: "Take it with you. If you accept me, you will receive it. If you accept one, you will receive it."
The teacher patted her little head and said, "You are talking about the lightness. I always accept women in my teacher's door. Even male disciples are mostly outside the door. Moreover, I never thought about collecting. a male disciple."
The little girl spread her hands and said: "That is only to bring him together and send it to the nearest market town, let him die."
Shi Tai said: "You don't want to think about anything. If you don't want to send him to the town, if you kill yourself, then this situation, that is, when you get to the town, you will die."
The little girl blinked and said, "That, maybe you will be fine before you finish it?"
The teacher laughed too: "Nothing is possible, I am looking for that place..." When I came here, I suddenly realized that I was laughing and said: "You are so gimmick, if you want to ask, just say it, why are you still turning around?" This matter is involved in a lot of things, and I can't let you know for a while. Even if someone asks, you can't say a little more, you know?"
The little girl didn't take it for granted: "I know, teacher, I will keep you secret."
The teacher knew that she didn't have the heart and didn't know what to say. Then she said, "My business, this time it seems that it can't be done. However, I have been mentally prepared. I will do it later. We will wait. Let's take a look at this time and come back to the mountain."
The little girl grinned and said, "I listen to the teacher too. Anyway, I have no place to go."
The teacher touched her head too, and said lovingly: "It doesn't matter, you will have a place to go in the future."
Two days later, in the early morning of the morning, when the sun was shining, the infinite light was shining. On the grassy roof, Zhang Xiaohua, who had been unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes. In the black voice, a group of flashing, flashing.
Zhang Xiaohua, who was awake, looked at the unfamiliar grass hall. It was very strange, but after a little memory, she knew the general mood. He tried to stand up and sit up, but only raised his chest slightly, and immediately felt the pain in his chest was unbearable. Without screaming, he lay back on the squat, so he turned his head and looked around. He opened his mouth and wanted to call someone. He just wanted to talk, his chest was sore, he couldn’t yell, he had to call a few times. anyone there?"
The voice is very weak, like a cat, who can hear it?
Fortunately, Zhang Xiaohua’s arm is still able to move. When he just wants to move, he finds that his left hand is still holding the little sword. Zhang Xiaohua’s infinite emotion brings the little sword to the front and looks at the familiar toy. Once again, the question is, what is this? Is it really a toy? When practicing swords on weekdays, when you pierce a tree or a stone, you can understand it, but the martial arts of the old man in black, but the disciples of the Lianpai can’t penetrate the body with a long sword. This small sword can actually It’s incredible to easily poke in, and more, this little sword is not open.
Zhang Xiaohua was thinking, suddenly heard a crisp voice: "Are you awake?"
Zhang Xiaohua turned his head and looked at it. The door was standing with a little girl with the same size as him. The duck-like face was frozen and ruddy. The big eyes were flashing a hint of surprise, and a fishing rod was in his hand. Zhang Xiaohua wondered for a while, is this a fisherman's child? Going fishing early in the morning to make a living? However, it is not too beautiful to look at her appearance, but the temperament of the eyebrows is not deceiving. Which fishermen’s children have such a compelling force?
Sure enough, the girl quickly put the fishing rod down and called: "You wait, I will tell the teacher to go too."
After that, one turned and ran out, and the black hair fluttered, leaving a beautiful landscape.
After a short time, the teacher was too hurried away, and said with joy: "God bless, you finally wake up in time, let me see first."
After that, I went to Zhang Xiaohua’s front, took the pulse, and lost a piece of infuriating to Zhang Xiaohua’s body. Then, she said,
Yes, boy, you recovered very well. In the past ten days, actually Can recover a small half of the injury, your body is really not good, full of vitality. Hey, young is good. The injury can be recovered so quickly."