He came to the most frequented river at the foot of the back mountain, immersed his whole body in the river, and washed away all the dirt on his body.
If we talk about the disadvantages of practicing in the back mountains.
This is definitely the biggest reason.
Every time the impurities in the dead energy will be expelled from the body after practice, they will solidify over time and form lumps of mud that are difficult to clean and stick to the body, making it very uncomfortable.
After washing for half an hour, I completely cleaned my body and left the river, revealing my strong and tight body. Although it looked thin from the outside, in fact, my whole body was covered with well-proportioned and beautiful muscles.
"ah!"
At this time, a faint sound came from behind the trees not far away.
Qi Mingchen's eyes became sharp, he quickly picked up a stone and threw it in the direction of the trees.
"Ahhh!"
A stone hit a person, and the originally weak shout became much louder.
Judging from the voice, it should be a woman.
He did not let down his guard. Although this place was no longer within the scope of Death Mountain, it was not far from there. Most people would not come to such a place at will.
During the previous month when he was in Back Mountain, every time he went to the Star Chamber of Commerce from this road, he would wash his body and never meet anyone.
Although he was still cautious, after knowing that the person he hit was a woman, he didn't even wipe his body and directly put the Canglong Sect disciple uniform on his body.
After doing all this, he stood on the spot and said coldly: "If you don't want to get hit by another stone, just get out."
"No! I'm coming out!"
I saw a very young woman, less than fifteen years old, wearing a thin and worn dress, walking out tremblingly.
There were tears in her eyes, and there were blood stains on her calves, probably caused by being hit by the stone just now.
"You...are you a practitioner?"
From this sentence, Qi Mingchen felt that it was something only a secular person could say, but how could a secular person appear here...
The thieving gang, the poor-looking beggar girl, and the mysterious forbidden student flashed through his mind.
What sometimes looks like coincidence often has a hidden purpose.
Where do so many coincidences come from in the world?
His most important thing now is to practice as quickly as possible, and he has no time to participate in "coincidences".
In response to Qi Mingchen's silent look, the girl knelt down on the ground regardless of the pain. Her eyes were red, but she resisted the urge to shed tears.
"I'm sorry, Master Practitioner, I didn't mean to peek at you, I was just passing by, please forgive me!"
"There are many strange beasts here. Did you say you passed by?" Even so, he did not intend to stay any longer and raised his feet to move forward.
"My mother...my mother needs medicine. I have no other choice. I can't afford the medicine, so I have to pick it myself. You see, I have already picked it!"
She said, tremblingly taking out a herb.
Only then did Qi Mingchen realize that the girl's lips were extremely pale. He felt something was wrong and quickly ran to the girl's side. He saw that the girl's back was full of blood, with a shocking scratch across the center.
It was unimaginable how such a thin body could hide such an injury so well that he almost didn't notice it.
Qi Mingchen didn't speak anymore, just looked at the wound quietly.
"Master practitioner, I didn't mean to..."
She was still kneeling on the ground, holding a clean spiritual herb that was not stained with blood.
"You're dying."
Qi Mingchen interrupted her. He wanted to suspect some conspiracy, but facing such an injury, he knew that no matter what method, it would be difficult to save her.
When the girl heard this, she was stunned for a moment, then she smiled and said softly.
"I'm sorry for dirtying your eyes, please leave. I can still hold on..."
"Really?"
The air became quiet.
The girl looked up at Qi Mingchen, the smile on her face could no longer be held back.
"Crack!"
A teardrop fell on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, tears fell into the soil one by one like scattered pearls.
"I can not go back……"
But her injuries were not enough to support her crying, and soon she fell to the ground, holding the spiritual grass tightly in her hands.
Qi Mingchen squatted down and put his hand on the wound on the girl's back. Just as he was about to use his spiritual power to repair it, he remembered that his own spiritual power contained the power to give people fear.
He took back his hand and wanted to take out the elixir that could repair the injury.
At this time, his eyes became serious, and from the girl's body, he felt a deathly aura similar to that of Hou Shan.
This death energy prevented him from continuing to repair it. It was obvious that the girl was definitely close to the mountain of death. In addition to the fatal injuries, she was also contaminated with death energy.
Qi Mingchen still took out the elixir and put it into the girl's mouth, knowing that there was no time for the elixir to take effect.
"Master practitioner..."
He moved his gaze to the girl's face. The girl's face had no color at all, but for some reason, his heart began to tremble because of this face.
At this moment, he may prefer that the girl is a person with a purpose, or a young cultivator girl who peeks at his bath.
Or maybe it's a passerby with a mysterious identity.
"Can you please...bring this spiritual grass to my mother." With tears in her eyes, the girl used all her strength to place the spiritual grass in Qi Mingchen's hand.
Then he gave his address in a trembling voice.
"If...if it's really inconvenient, just take the spiritual grass...take it, I'll give you a lot of trouble..."
Her tone was filled with trust and helplessness. In the face of death, she could only give her hope to a person she met for the first time.
Or, if she hadn't met this person, she wouldn't even have hope.
That's why I was so excited when I found someone taking a bath by the river.
After a long time, Qi Mingchen whispered one word, "Okay."
Regardless of whether there is a conspiracy or not, he is willing to take a risk for a life that is about to disappear.
The girl smiled with relief. She looked at the sky and said weakly: "I want to go home..."
Then, she slowly shook her head, "If I can... I want to bury... in the back mountain. I don't want my mother... to see me like this."
Qi Mingchen's eyes flickered and he asked the last question, "What's your name?"
"Ahua, of flowers..."
The girl was so angry that she closed her eyes and murmured.
"flower……"
As the last word fell, the girl's life stopped at this moment, and Qi Mingchen's trembling heart seemed to stop at this moment.
"Ahua?"
He gently stroked the girl's cheek, and another feeling took over his heart.
Silently, he buried the girl in the soil, with many white flowers growing around her.
This is a place he specially selected. There are also the clear sounds of running water and birdsong nearby. It is the most beautiful place nearby.
He put the spiritual herb in his pocket.
On the way down the mountain, a song seemed to come to his ears, like Ahua's grateful song.
But when he turned around, there was no one around.
