Not long after Wang Suizhen walked, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind a tree and grabbed his ankle fiercely!
Wang Suizhen was caught off guard and was shocked.
Ever since he came down from the mountain after practicing martial arts successfully, he could sense all the flying ants and mosquitoes around him, let alone people. But this hand appeared so suddenly that he didn't notice it at all beforehand!
The hand grabbing his ankle was either the hand extended by a peerless master, or it was the hand of a dead man!
But no matter what kind of person's hand it was, it made him feel so horrified!
Wang Suizhen's right hand was like lightning, holding the handle of the knife. Just as he was about to strike at this hand with the knife, a voice like a gossamer suddenly came to his ears: "Save me... please... please save me... …”
Only then did Wang Suizhen realize that he had made a false alarm!
It turned out to be Yuan Yuqing, who had just been slapped hard by the Confucian scholar, who he thought had been beaten to death.
Yuan Yuqing was actually mostly dead at this time, but with the support of her strong desire to survive, she kept struggling to move her body. When Wang Suizhen happened to walk by her, she knew in her heart that whether she could survive or not depended on Wang Suizhen. So I desperately grabbed Wang Suizhen's ankles and refused to let go!
Because her vitality was almost completely cut off at this time, and her breathing seemed to be non-existent, Wang Suizhen did not sense at all that there was a person lying in the grass behind the tree.
Wang Suizhen let go of the handle of the knife. He still had many things to ask Yuan Yuqing about the Blue Sect. Since she was not dead yet, he had to save her.
At this time, heavy snow fell from the sky.
Big clumps of snowflakes rustled on the trees and fell on the ground.
Auspicious snow heralds a good year, is God still caring about the creatures in this world?
Wang Suizhen hugged Yuan Yuqing and galloped forward for several miles. He saw a thatched house overlooking a peach garden. He opened the door and went in. The house was quite tidy, with a straw bed in the corner.
Wang Suizhen laid Yuan Yuqing flat on the bed of hay and looked closely at Yuan Yuqing's complexion. He saw that her eyes were tightly closed and her face was sallow. She was breathing more out than in. It seemed that she would die at any time.
The blood on Yuan Yuqing's left shoulder had solidified and turned black. It looked like the injury to his left shoulder was quite serious.
He gently lifted the skirt of Yuan Yuqing's left shoulder and gasped involuntarily.
I saw a small stab wound on Yuan Yuqing's left shoulder, and black blood was slowly pouring out.
The wound was neither wide nor too deep. Judging from the shape of the wound, it was exactly the same knife he stabbed her through the tree trunk that day.
Although the stab wound was caused by himself, the force of the stab wound was reduced a lot because of the tree trunk, so the stab wound was not serious or fatal.
The most shocking thing now is the dark palm print covering the knife edge!
This palm print was so large that it covered her entire shoulder.
This black palm print is extraordinary at first glance. It is swollen and the palm print is so black. It is obviously a poisonous palm!
Looking at this posture, there is a faint tendency for the black energy to spread throughout her body!
If the poisonous energy attacks his heart, Yuan Yuqing will definitely die!
Wang Suizhen thought about it for a long time and then asked: "Miss Yuan, I am not sure that I can cure your injury, but in this situation, you can only treat it like a dead horse. If you are offended, please don't blame me!"
He closed his eyes and practiced his kung fu, using the "Yin Zi Jue", his hands were in perfect shape. After a moment, he opened his eyes and saw an extremely soft green light faintly glowing in the heart of his right palm!
Wang Suizhen couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart: "This dead sword is really amazing. My dead wood magic skill is never so strong. Brother Changshan once said that if you want to use the skill to make your palms glow, you have to practice hard for ten years. No. Thinking that in just a few days, my dead wood magic can reach such a profound level, it seems that Yuan Yuqing's life can be saved today!"
He pulled down Yuan Yuqing's close-fitting clothes, exposing all the black handprints on his left shoulder.
The skin under the small clothes is as if carved from beautiful jade, white and transparent. At a glance, it is so beautiful that it is breathtaking!
Wang Suizhen stopped Qinian, and slowly placed his right hand on the black hand seal, silently practicing the "Yin" formula of the dead wood magic skill in his heart.
After about an hour or so, Wang Suizhen raised his palm and looked down to see that the skin color of Yuan Yuqing's left shoulder had returned to the luster of white jade, and red blood was slowly flowing out from the stab wound. The red blood flowing out of the wound didn't flow out much before it accumulated at the wound and began to solidify, slowly forming a shackle.
Wang Suizhen nodded: "The poison on Yuan Yuqing's shoulder has been removed!"
He put the clothes on Yuan Yuqing's shoulders back on her, took off his robe and covered her with it, and then opened the door and left the house.
There is half a foot of snow outside the house, and when you step on it, it makes a "crunching" sound.
Wang Suizhen walked to a large pine tree next to the thatched house, looked down at his right palm, and saw that his right palm was swollen like a bear's paw, as black as ink, and as high as a steamed bun!
He used the "Tu" technique of the Dead Wood Skill, and slowly slapped the trunk of the pine tree with his right palm. After several hundred blows, he began to slap the trunk slowly and harder.
The sound of 'Pap-pap-pap-pap' lasted for two hours before it stopped!
Wang Suizhen gently wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, exhaled for a long time, and sighed: "The work of 'Pa Pa Pa Pa' is too tiring. Fortunately, I exercise every day, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to bear it!"
He lowered his head and looked at his right palm again, only to see that it was back to its original state, but it was just a little red and swollen from slapping the tree trunk for a long time.
Looking at this big pine tree again, the pine leaves are already withered and yellow, and the trunk is cracked. It is obvious that it is dying!
Wang Suizhen patted the tree trunk gently and apologized: "I'm sorry, brother, I hope you can survive and sprout again."
He turned around and walked back. After walking a few steps, he felt top-heavy and exhausted. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "I'm weak, I'm weak. I need to eat something good to replenish my body. I need a lot of replenishment!"
The heavy snow is still falling continuously.
The howling cold wind kept blowing white snowflakes into the house through the cracks in the window.
When Yuan Yu woke up, the sky was already getting dark.
When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the withered yellow thatched roof. The aroma of barbecue came from her nose, giving her an unbearable feeling of hunger.
'Gurgling, gurgling', the growl of her stomach sounded like a frog looking for food.
Yuan Yuqing slowly sat up. The wound on her shoulder was torn apart again due to this movement, causing her to feel a heartbreaking pain.
She sat up and saw the roaring flames burning next to her and the sizzling barbecue on the flames.
A rather thin boy was looking at her with a smile on his face.
"Are you awake?" The half-grown boy, who had not really grown up yet, smiled like a lake of clear water, calm but with a hint of warmth.
"You stabbed me that day, why are you pretending to be a good person in front of me now?" When Yuan Yuqing saw this face, he couldn't help but feel a little angry.
"You... you were obviously the one who killed me with the flying needle first!" Wang Suizhen shrugged and retorted.
Yuan Yuqing became even more angry and was about to pull out the needle and shoot this hateful boy to death!
But just when she was about to take action, she realized that her limbs were still weak, and she suddenly recalled that after receiving the fatal palm from the Confucian scholar, she seemed to have grabbed someone's foot before falling into coma, and then she fell into coma. Logically speaking, he should be dead, right?
How did he come back alive again?
"You...you actually saved me?" Yuan Yuqing still didn't believe it.
"What? Is this the scene in hell?" Wang Suizhen couldn't help but joke.
"No... no, that person is a master of the Ghost Sword Sect. The palm he hit me with is called the 'Life-Destroying Ghost Hand'. There is no cure for the injured person and he will definitely die. I... how can I..." Yuan Yu Qing still didn't believe it. He reached out to lift up his clothes and take a look at the palm on his left shoulder. Then he suddenly realized that he was not the only one here. There was also a man. How could he...?
Her movement of lifting her clothes couldn't help but pause again.
"It's so ordinary, but it's not as powerful as you said? Don't look at it, girl, I've already cured you, and I promise you won't do it again in your life." Wang Suizhen pretended to take a bite of the barbecue naturally, and his face felt slightly warm.
Thinking back on the beautiful scene at that time, his heartbeat involuntarily accelerated a little.
Yuan Yuqing was silent for a long time, wanting to ask Wang Suizhen how he was cured? Did you take off your clothes? Do you have……?
But she felt that these words were quite difficult to say, and couldn't help but froze there.
Wang Suizhen also felt a little embarrassed, so he handed over a roasted hind leg skewered with pine branches and said, "Are you hungry? Well, then, no matter what, let's finish eating first."
Yuan Yuqing took the meat and ate it one bite at a time. There was an inexplicable emotion in her heart, maybe she was happy? Still sad?
She couldn't tell clearly, she just felt a little irritable in her heart.
I don’t know how long it took, but the two of them had eaten all the barbecue. Wang Suizhen put his hands behind his head, crossed his legs, lay on the straw mat on the ground, held a piece of grass in his mouth, and asked: "Is your name Yuan?" Yuqing, right? Can you tell me about the Lan Sect?"
Yuan Yuqing remembered that he had failed this time and was afraid that he would never have the chance to kill Lan Shanyue again. He couldn't help but sigh, and after a while he said: "Who are you? What's your name? Which sect do you belong to? Ask What are you doing about the Lan Sect?"
Wang Suizhen shrugged and said, "My name is Wang Suizhen. I belong to that sect. I can't tell you, but after all, I am also your savior. Isn't it too much to ask you a few questions?"
Yuan Yuqing suddenly showed an angry look on her face. She didn't know when she had already pinched two silver needles in her hand. With a flick of her backhand, the two silver needles went straight to Wang Suizhen's door!
Wang Suizhen rolled around like a lazy donkey and managed to avoid the silver needle. He couldn't help but said angrily: "Okay, you can repay a kindness with a vengeance! The injury is just a little bit better, and you want to kill me?"
He held the hilt of the knife in his hand and looked at it intently. He saw Yuan Yuqing covering her face with both hands. Big tears poured out from the gaps between her fingers and fell on the grass drop by drop.
Wang Suizhen was a little panicked: "Hey, hey, hey! I was given two injections by you for no reason. I am the one who should cry. Why are you crying?"
Yuan Yuqing sobbed: "You... you are frivolous to me, and you... also said... sarcastic remarks."
Wang Suizhen was very helpless: "Why do you say that I am scornful of you? Don't talk nonsense!"
Yuan Yuqing stopped crying, covered her face and said, "You still say no? Then tell me, how did you heal the palm injury on my shoulder?"
Wang Suizhen understood what was going on, and said to himself speechlessly: "This girl just wants to ask me how to cure her injury. Why don't you just ask? With so many tricks, women are really the best in the world." Trouble, stay away from me in the future, staying further away is better than..."
He shook his head, sat down again, and explained in detail how he treated the palm injury.
After Wang Suizhen finished speaking, Yuan Yuqing's face looked better. She already believed 70% of it, but she was still afraid of being cheated and asked: "You really didn't lie to me?"
