Hao Yougen is worthy of being the number one disciple of the Ghost Master, and he is very good at treating trauma. At noon today, I suffered stab wounds of varying degrees on my forearms, back, and thighs. Hao Yougen used extremely skilled techniques to suture and bandage me.
After everything was taken care of, Hao Yougen took out a black pill from his medicine box and handed it to me. He said with a smile: "Little Hu, take this."
I frowned and looked at the pills in his hand and asked, "What is this?"
Hao Yougen smiled and said, "This is an anti-inflammatory drug."
I frowned and asked, "Anti-inflammatory medicine? I don't have any inflammation on my body. Why should I take this?"
Hao Yougen smiled and said: "I just heard Mr. Xu say that most of the guys who attacked you this morning are from the Gu sect of Miaojiang. I was worried about what those guys did with the sword, so I just took it as a precaution. But, having said that, Come back, even if there is no poison on the knife, this medicine can prevent your wound from getting infected, Mr. Hu, and by the way, it can also relieve the pain of your wound."
After listening to this guy's words, I looked at him and then at the medicine in his hand. Although I was very reluctant, I sighed, took the medicine, threw it into my mouth, and then He tilted his neck and swallowed it.
When Hao Yougen saw that I had finished taking the medicine, he cupped his hands towards me and said, "Little Hu, please rest first. I'll go see the elders lying in the courtyard."
I said: "Brother Hao, you have really worked hard this time. When this thing is over, I will look for you...I will look for you..."
Strangely enough, when I was halfway through my words, I suddenly felt that everything in front of me began to become blurry, followed by an uncontrollable sleepiness, and my eyelids seemed to have been filled with lead. .
Later, I just felt like I tilted my head and didn’t know anything anymore.
I don’t know how long it took, but I suddenly felt a biting cold wind blowing through me, which made me shiver several times.
"Who opened the window? Why did it suddenly become so cold in September in Beijing?" I cursed in my heart.
After I finished cursing in my mind, I slowly opened my eyes. I wanted to ask Uncle Xu to get me a quilt, but at this moment, I suddenly realized that I was no longer in the "Yi'an" hall of Yiyuanzhai.
I don’t know why, but I was lying on the ground in an unknown village at this time.
As soon as I fell asleep, the panic dissipated. I jumped up from the ground almost instantly. I looked around subconsciously and found that this was a village that was not too big. There were only a lot of people in the village. There are seven or eight households surrounded by a half-person-high fence. Less than ten meters directly in front of me is the main entrance of the village. There is an archway there, but because it was too dark, I couldn't see clearly what was written on it. What is.
Not far from the main entrance archway, there is a large locust tree four people thick, which rustles in the wind. There is a river not far from the tree. The river is not too wide, but the current is very fast. The sound of rushing is always a bit uncomfortable in the silent night.
"Am I dreaming? Or have I been transported somewhere?" After cursing a few times in my mind, I shouted, "Is there anyone? I asked, is there anyone here? Who can come out and help me?" Words? Who can come out and tell me where this place is?"
But what surprised me was that no matter how I shouted, the only thing I could hear in this dark night was my own faint echo.
The whole village seems to be a completely deserted ghost village, or it has been standing here silently since the creation of Heaven and Earth.
The darkness continued to erode this village and my heart. My hands and feet began to feel cold.
Although I had been training in the army's elite special operations brigade for three years and thought my mind was as hard as steel, when I really faced such a situation, my heart still jumped into my throat.
I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths, trying to calm myself down, "You can do it! You can do it! You have to calm down so you can find clues and get out of this damn place."
I kept giving myself hints. After a long time, I finally felt that my heartbeat had slowed down a bit, and then I opened my eyes. I first looked up at the sky and found that the sky was covered with dark clouds, with only an occasional sliver of moonlight shining through, like hope and God's mockery of weak humans.
"Wherever there is cloud, there must be rain! I have to hurry up. If it starts raining here later, I won't even think about going out." After saying a few words to myself, I strode Walked towards the archway at the main entrance of the village.
The archway is not far from me, less than ten meters away, and I arrived there without even stepping.
This archway is very simple, just a wooden board supported by two bamboos. I looked up and saw three big characters written on the archway, "Biluo Village".
I frowned and said to myself: "Where is this Biluo Village? Why have I never heard of it?"
And just when I was surprised, the originally turbulent river suddenly began to slow down, and then a sound like metal rubbing against porcelain came from inside.
As the sound of "Creak...Creak...Creak..." became louder and louder, large pools of water bubbles suddenly appeared on the originally calm river surface. Bubbles as big as a baby's fist rose rapidly from the bottom and reached the surface. After it was put on, it exploded with a "pop" sound.
One...two...three...ten...twenty...
In just the blink of an eye, the water bubbles as big as a baby's fist covered the entire river. The whole river seemed to be boiling, making a "squeaking" sound.
Seeing this situation, I couldn't help but scream in my heart, "What on earth is going on? Could it be that I have met the legendary River Dragon King? Could it be that everyone in this village has been given to this River Dragon King..."
And at the moment when I had this idea, the river water that was originally like a boiling pot suddenly split from the middle to both sides, revealing the dark and smelly river mud inside. Then, a scene that I will never forget happened. Six people wearing black and red robes and weird pointed hats were carrying a huge black coffin locked with iron chains slowly from the bottom of the river. Step out.
Their walking movements are very strange. Every time they take a step, the joints all over their body will make a "click-click" sound, which makes people's scalp feel numb.
When I saw someone walking out of the river bottom, I couldn't help but be shocked. I instinctively took two quick steps and hid in the shadow of the old locust tree. I lowered my body and held my breath to avoid being discovered by those weird guys.
Sure enough, those guys didn't notice my presence. They slowly walked out from the bottom of the river carrying the coffin, and then walked straight towards the center of the village.
I hid behind the old locust tree and poked out half of my head to look at those guys, not even daring to take a breath.
I saw those guys walking stiffly like puppets on strings step by step towards the village. But just when they passed the old locust tree where I was hiding, the six people carrying the coffin suddenly stopped at the same time. At the same time, the guy closest to me turned his head towards me and let out a kind of sound in his mouth. The weird laugh was like the growl of a beast. The laugh was extremely discreet, but in an instant, a layer of white hair sweat broke out all over my body.
However, when I saw the person in front of me clearly in the dim moonlight, I suddenly became stunned.
Because, the person who was making strange noises at me at this moment actually looked exactly like me.
Or, to be more precise, that guy could very well be me.
"This...how is this possible?" I sighed secretly. "Could it be that I'm dazzled?"
I hurriedly hid behind the old locust tree and rubbed my eyes vigorously with my hands. After taking a few long breaths, I whispered to myself: "It must be my eyesight! It must be my eyesight! It must be! No!" Wrong, it must be!"
After saying that, I stabilized my emotions, and then slowly poked my head out of the old locust tree again.
But this time I couldn't believe what I saw. The six people who had just carried the coffin into the village suddenly disappeared.
Not only that, even the river that was previously divided into two has returned to its original state. The rushing river water keeps lapping at the rocks on the shore, as if nothing has happened.
The only thing that could prove that everything was not an illusion was the big black coffin parked in the center of the village.
The big black coffin was parked motionless in the village. The iron chains that were originally tied to it as thick as an arm had been untied by someone, and they were still lying around.
I stayed behind the old locust tree for a while, and after confirming that those guys were really gone, I bravely walked towards the coffin in the village.
One step...two steps...three steps...ten steps...twenty steps...
Just when I was about to reach the coffin, the huge black coffin suddenly moved. Huge impact force continuously hit the coffin lid from the inside, making bursts of "bang bang" sounds.
At the same time, a scalp-numbing scream came from the coffin.
It was a woman's scream.
What's even more terrible is that this scream sounded very familiar to me. I hesitated for a moment, and then a person's name suddenly flashed in my mind, "Hua Muling!"
After thinking of this name, I couldn't help but exclaimed: "How could she be placed in this coffin?"
But I was surprised, and the movements of my hands were not slow. I rushed to the big black coffin with both hands, grabbed the edge of the coffin lid with both hands, and then used all my strength to lift the lid with my arms. There was a gap in the lid of the big black coffin.
And as the coffin lid was lifted little by little, an extremely delicate and extremely beautiful face appeared in front of me.
Sure enough, the person lying in the coffin at this time was none other than Hua Muling.
