A slender man in black clothes, wearing a strong suit and covering his face, holding a long sword and with many bloodstains on his body, staggered and ran along the stream.
Two red-clothed ninjas, short in stature and holding Japanese swords, jumped repeatedly on the water and were about to catch up with the man in black.
Seeing that he couldn't run away, the man in black suddenly stopped, holding his chest and gesturing with his sword, as if he was ready to fight.
"Ikkesho!"
The red-clothed ninja attacked from the left and right, and simultaneously slashed at the lower ribs of the black-clothed man. The black-clothed man flipped backwards in the air, with a strong body and strong steps, easily dodging the attack, and then used his backhand sword to stab the red-clothed ninja.
The ninja on the left couldn't avoid it and was forced back by a sword. The ninja on the right took the opportunity to slash. The man in black hurriedly raised his hand to block, and "bang" sparks flew everywhere!
The man in black groaned, and was knocked back seven or eight steps by the knife. The wound was torn again, and the blood quickly soaked his clothes. He had to thrust his sword into the ground to barely keep himself from falling. He was gasping for breath and was exhausted. All.
Seeing that the man in black was at the end of his strength, the ninja approached slowly with a knife in hand and asked in broken Chinese: "You, stop struggling to your death, hurry up and hand over the scroll!"
The man in black used his last strength to swing his sword around, making it difficult for the ninja to get close.
"Stop talking nonsense with him and kill him!"
The ninja is about to take action.
"Look at my hidden weapon!"
Song Che held the earthen jar with the fuse about to burn out, stepped forward, twisted his waist, and threw it hard. The earthen jar drew a parabola in the air and landed accurately on the ninja's head——
"Boom!"
The jar exploded in the air, and the two ninjas fell to the ground, motionless, not knowing whether to live or die.
Song Che broke off a thick branch, approached the ninja and poked it. After confirming that he had lost consciousness, he went to visit the man in black with confidence: "Hero, are you okay?"
The man in black was speechless. Chu Jian pushed himself up and staggered towards the ninja. Song Che wanted to step forward to help him, but he pushed him away.
Song Che had no choice but to follow behind the man in black, "My hero, did you cut off the severed hand in the river earlier? As long as you kill the Japanese, you will be a national hero..."
The man in black remained silent, just walked up to the ninja, raised his sword, and pierced his throat with the sword.
Song Che thought to himself: As expected of a man of the world, he can do the finishing blows so neatly!
The man in black finished mending the knife and turned around to leave. Song Che quickly stopped him: "My hero, if you bleed too much, you will die. My thatched cottage is right in front, why don't I help you -"
He went to help him, but the man in black gave him a cold look and told him to retract his hand.
The man in black walked around Song Che and staggered forward.
He is worthy of being a man of the world, he is exactly the same as in martial arts novels, cold and ruthless.
What man doesn’t have a martial arts dream of sword-fighting and grudges?
Song Che became more and more interested in the man in black, so he followed the man in black, reluctantly:
"My hero, don't worry. I'm from Suzhou City, and I came here to escape the world. It's fate that we met in this wilderness..."
"Uh... to be honest, Mr. Song is quite powerful in Suzhou City. If you tell me the future, maybe I can help you?"
"My hero, your blood is dripping on the ground. If you really don't want me to rescue you, why don't you tap your acupoints and seal the acupoints yourself?"
"By the way, knights like you who travel around the world and lick blood from your swords should carry some golden sore medicine with you, right?"
"Why don't you speak? After all, I am also your savior. The so-called walking in the world is righteous -"
"Uh-huh!"
There was a flash of cold light, the sword was at his throat, and the man in black looked back coldly, his eyes so impatient.
Song Che suddenly felt chills stand on end. The blade of the sword was only a millimeter away from his neck. He took a breath of cold air and slowly pushed the sword away with a smile. "If you have something to say, please say it. We are all Chinese. Use the knife to move it." There are many swords that can be seen outside..."
The man in black groaned, perhaps his blood was rising, and he could no longer hold on. The long sword fell from his hand, raised his head, and fell down.
Song Che stepped forward to catch the man in black. Not to mention, his waist was really thin.
He held the man in black into his arms, only to find that this man was so light and light, maybe he didn't even weigh a hundred pounds, right? With such a thin body, he can single-handedly defeat a group of Japanese people. He is worthy of being a hero. He is very powerful!
Song Che carried the man in black back to the thatched cottage and laid him flat on the bed. The blood-stained skirt of his clothes was almost embedded in the wound. He could only cut it open bit by bit with a knife. But the more he scratched, the more something was wrong. His exaggerated pecs, It was extremely inconsistent with her small body, until the bra that was stained red with blood was exposed——
Song Che pulled off her mask again, revealing her red lips, white teeth, and slender nose. No wonder Yangliu had a slim waist. It turned out that she was not a hero but a heroine.
"If I don't take off your clothes, I can't bandage your wound. If I don't bandage your wound, you will die. This is for emergency evacuation..."
Song Che felt at ease and completely tore open her clothes. There were three bloody wounds from top to bottom. The deepest one was on the chest, perfectly avoiding the peak and heart.
The lacerations, skin and flesh were everted, and no matter how beautiful they were, Song Che had no intention of admiring them. The two shallower parts could be bandaged with cloth. The one on the chest had to be sutured, otherwise even if the bleeding was stopped, she would die of wound infection.
What happened today was unexpected. Song Che didn't bring any medicine, so he could only simply bandage her to stop the bleeding.
"Hero, hold on, I'll come back with medicine to save you right away!"
Song Che unloaded his horse from the cart, rode alone, raised his whip, and hurried back to Suzhou City.
First, I went back to Shen Mansion to get needlework and a first-aid kit. I also took a set of women's clothes and a private room from Shen Wenjun's wardrobe. Then I went to the city's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic and bought some topical sore medicine, a few patches of traditional Chinese medicine to nourish blood and remove blood stasis, wolfberry, red dates, and some brown sugar. , I bought a few roasted chickens along the way and brought enough firewood, rice, oil and salt. She was so seriously injured that she would probably not be able to get out of bed for ten and a half days.
When Song Che returned to the thatched cottage, it was already more than half an hour later.
He pushed open the door of the thatched cottage. There was no one else on the bed?
Did you run away again?
He was so seriously injured, where could he run?
Song Che searched around along the stream, and sure enough he found the unconscious woman in the grass. At this moment, her face had no color and her pulse was minimal.
Song Che quickly carried her back to the thatched cottage, first cleaned the shallow wound with alcohol, and then poured sore medicine to bandage it, stimulating the pain in the wound and making her moan softly.
It's okay if it hurts, it's troublesome if it doesn't hurt.
Song Che crushed the painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs, poured them into her mouth with water, soaked the silk thread with alcohol, sterilized the silver needle with a flame, threaded the needle and thread, and sutured the wound.
Fortunately, Song Che dealt with the embroiderer and the weaver girl every day, and he also learned a few needlework skills in his spare time, and he was pretty good at sewing.
The wound was sewn for a full two-quarters of an hour. The woman was so painful that she clutched the sheets with her hands, and tears streamed out of the corners of her eyes. If she were an ordinary person, the needle would be inserted directly without anesthesia, and the pain would be excruciating.
"Huh..." Song Che let out a long breath and collapsed beside the bed. Since he came to this place, he has made guns, developed electricity, and even learned surgery.
The painkillers soon took effect, the woman gradually relaxed her brows, and her breathing began to become steady.
Looking outside the window again, the sunset is already fading.
Song Che folded the clean clothes and put them next to his pillow with food and drink. This woman's origins were unknown and her danger was unknown. It was better not to provoke her until she knew her identity.
"Just rest here and I'll come see you tomorrow."
Song Che gave instructions, exited the thatched cottage and locked the door.
But instead of rushing home, he turned back to the stream, threw the two ninja corpses into the stream, briefly cleaned up the blood stains, and then walked upstream along the stream bank. After walking about two miles, he found another A ninja corpse with a broken arm.
Going further up, there were no more signs of fighting. Song Che then returned to the thatched cottage, hitched the carriage and left.
Recently, there has been a lot of commotion along the coast, and now the Japanese have shown their faces outside Suzhou City, which shows that the invasion of Japanese pirates is by no means as simple as the coast.
Through the previous words of the ninja, we learned that they were chasing women because of the "scroll". What does the scroll have to do with it? Where did the woman in black come from?
The water in the Liang Dynasty is getting deeper and deeper.
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