Chen Liqiu didn't say much. He nodded to Changsheng, then reined in his horse and headed east quickly.
Changsheng stood by the roadside and watched Chen Liqiu go away. Only when Chen Liqiu's figure disappeared did he look back and lead Mr. Hei towards the mountains.
Young Master Hei had drank water from the stream before, and when he arrived at the pool, he did not go to drink water again. Instead, he wandered around the pool, showing no signs of fatigue from his previous long-distance attack.
Chang Sheng called Mr. Hei over and ordered him to lie down on his side. He then tilted his head and inspected the horse's hooves. What he didn't expect was that although Mr. Hei's previously polished hoofs had not recovered, there was no blood on the horses' hooves. The wounds have also healed quietly.
Although he has never seen a zombie with his own eyes, it is said that zombies have the ability to heal their wounds. The reason for this strange situation is undoubtedly the corpse poison in Mr. Hei's body.
Thinking of Young Master Hei's four hooves bleeding and still running wildly, Changsheng suspected that it had no pain like a zombie. His Hanyue Knife was at hand. After hesitating, he unsheathed the knife and lightly scratched Young Master Hei's hind leg. .
Facts proved that his guess was correct. Young Master Hei really felt no pain, and the wound on his hind leg healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Young Master Hei didn't know what Changsheng was doing, but he enjoyed Changsheng's touch. He narrowed his eyes slightly and swayed his tail happily.
However, Chang Sheng did not keep touching it. He was injured and tired, so he lay down by the pool and fell asleep quickly.
It was already the second watch when he woke up. The temperature was very low at night in late autumn, so he returned to the cave where he lived before. The cave was very clean and dry. However, due to the pain in his left shoulder, he could not fall asleep this time. He was leaning against the stone wall and eating the dry food in his bag.
After eating a few mouthfuls, Young Master Hei poked his head in from the outside. Its rations were thrown away by Changsheng in Guiyuan. Without the fine ingredients, Changsheng gave it a few pieces of snacks in the bag. This snack was Ni Chenyi. In addition to what was given to him earlier, there was a pack of pears.
Thinking that there were still pears, he took out two more pears from the bag, ate one himself, and pulled out the stem of the other and stuffed it into Young Master Hei's mouth.
Since the left shoulder was a penetrating injury, the pain caused was very severe. Changsheng still had three pills in his hand at this time, one each for detoxifying silver pill, healing silver pill, and returning to heaven silver pill. As long as he took the healing silver pill, he would be healed immediately. He could get rid of the severe pain, but he was reluctant to part with it. Only the last three of the nine pills left by the King of Medicine were left. Once they were used, there would be no more. Although he knew Qianjin Yifang by heart, there was There is no way to make alchemy, and the art of external alchemy was lost many years ago.
Fortunately, there is still half a month before the official competition, so time is not urgent. You can rest here for a few days and recover calmly.
Before finishing a pear, Chang Sheng gave it to Young Master Hei. He was in too much pain and couldn't eat it anymore. The severe pain in the injured area was not intermittent, but continuous. Every breath caused severe pain in the injured area. , the reason why this is so is because the Hunyuan Divine Art will gather spiritual energy with breathing and urge the spiritual energy to travel around the body. As long as the spiritual energy passes through the injured area, it will cause severe pain in the heart.
People cannot think when they are troubled by injuries. Changsheng didn't think about anything that night. It wasn't that he didn't want to think about it, but that he couldn't think about it. It hurt so much that his scalp was numb and he was sweating profusely. In this state How can you be so calm and thoughtful?
At dawn, Changsheng finally fell asleep and woke up again with the sun shining brightly outside. Although the injury was still painful, it was no longer as unbearable as before.
He struggled to get up and went out to find some herbs. After crushing them, he wanted to replace the wound medicine he had applied yesterday. Only after he unwrapped the bandage did he find that the wound had signs of healing. The wound healed so quickly, which surprised him. Under normal circumstances, A penetrating wound like this would take at least half a month to heal, but now after just one hour, the wound was 50% healed.
What causes wounds to heal so quickly? He had also been injured on the way to Gezao Mountain. The wound did not heal quickly at that time. Could it be due to the medication? That's not right. The medicine he chose yesterday was mainly for stopping bleeding and removing scars, and there were no myogenic herbs in it.
After pondering for a long time, I finally realized that the Hunyuan Divine Technique accelerated the healing of wounds. To be precise, it was the Hunyuan Divine Technique that accelerated the flow of qi and blood. The faster the qi and blood flow, the more times it flows through the injured area. , the faster the injury will heal.
Changsheng put on the wound medicine again, bandaged the wound, and Changsheng sat in the sun to bask in the sun. Although he was injured, his mood was completely different from when he lived here. At that time, he did not know martial arts and had no ability to protect himself. If he was discovered, he would have no choice but to be killed at the neck, and at this time, he was injured, and ordinary people in the world were no match for him.
There are similarities between practicing martial arts and making money. Sometimes making money is not for debauchery, but for peace of mind. You can do it without it, but you can't live without it.
Looking up at the sky, it was almost noon. Chen Liqiu had left almost a week ago. According to the time calculation, Chen Liqiu could have rushed back to Chang'an last night. The two of them escaped from Chang'an early yesterday morning under the eyes of the officers and soldiers. Everyone ran away. After he came out, the government naturally no longer had the need to search the whole city.
Moreover, both of them were injured when they escaped. Chen Liqiu's comeback last night must have exceeded everyone's expectations. No one could have imagined that Chen Liqiu could recover in such a short period of time. The most important thing is that all his enemies have surrendered. He killed them all, and he had no motive to go back.
All things considered, Chen Liqiu shouldn't be in any danger when he goes there, but he can't be blindly optimistic. The two men and women in red in the Prince's Mansion are practicing domineering poisonous palms, and the man who shot him with an arrow before could pierce the Yang with a hundred steps. As a perfect archer, Chang'an City is worthy of being the capital of the Tang Dynasty. Under the feet of the emperor, there is a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.
I still had some dry food with me, so I shared it with Young Master Hei. At night, the wound started to itch, which was a sign of muscle growth.
The next morning, I inspected the wound and found that it was 70% to 80% healed. I ran out of food. I wanted to catch a few fish in the pool, but I found that Mr. Hei was soaking in the pool. The entire pool was full of dead fish.
Black Master's fur is non-toxic. The reason why the fish were poisoned is undoubtedly because this guy peed in the water.
Young Master Hei didn't know that he was in trouble. When he saw Changsheng walking out of the cave, he immediately left the pool and ran towards him, begging for food.
Changsheng can eat anything, but Hei Gongzi has been weaned not long ago, and he can't bear to be deprived of fine food. Changsheng has no choice but to put on Taoist robes and take him out of the mountain.
He didn't take away the clothes he changed, but put them in the cave together with Lao Huang's horns. Not only were there blood stains on the clothes, but there were also arrow holes. If someone with an intention saw it, his identity would be exposed. .
He took away the elixir and Hangetsu Sword, as well as the jade flute that Takeda Mayumi gave him that day.
He had come from the east before and knew that there was a town fifty miles to the east. It was already afternoon when he arrived at the town on Black Master. After setting up shop, he went out again. In addition to fine grain bean noodles, he also bought some northern No medicine.
After feeding the hungry Black Master, Changsheng returned to his room to change his dressing. The medicine he used at this time was mainly used to remove scars. He wanted to ensure that there was no scar left on his left shoulder.
When he got up early the next day, he did not go east again, because he had snatched horses from the inn on the way to the valley with Chen Liqiu. If the news reached Chang'an, the imperial court might send people to investigate. To be on the safe side, it was better to take a detour. It is safer to avoid the road.
Since he was not in a hurry, he only walked a hundred miles a day. After he was weaned, his appetite increased greatly. Changsheng had a lot of money on his body, so he chose fine food and fed him as much as he could. Hei had previously washed When they went to pick him up outside the city, the defenders saw him. The coat color couldn't be changed, so they could only feed it as much as possible to make it grow faster.
Black horses are not uncommon at this time. When the date of the competition is approaching, people from all over the world will ride there. There will definitely be more than one black horse. Although it arouses suspicion, it is not a big problem.
The most important thing right now is to ensure that there are no scars on his left shoulder, because the defenders on the city wall saw him being shot to the ground by arrows that day. As long as there are no scars on his left shoulder, it can prove that he was not the one who was shot that day.
It can be done without leaving scars at all. You have to soak the whole body with medicine, otherwise there will be slight color difference. Preparing the medicine is simple for him. If he can dig it out in the wild, he can dig it himself, and if he can't dig it out, he can buy it. You don't buy it in one place, you buy it sporadically along the way, and you don't need to borrow barrels from the store. You can just find a riverside at night, dig a hole to filter the water, the Hunyuan Magic can release the scorching heat, and directly backfill the sand after soaking.
After traveling like this for seven or eight days, Changsheng finally returned to the official road in the south of Chang'an. It was too early to go to Chang'an at this time, and he had to find a place to settle down temporarily.
Since he had walked this road before, he knew the situation along the way. There was a small town not far to the south where he could stay.
But after only walking for more than ten miles, Changsheng stopped. He saw a charity village on the side of the road. It was also an abandoned charity village. There were lights inside, indicating that someone was resting there.
Places like Yizhuang were taboo for ordinary people, but he was not afraid. After a brief pause, he left the road and walked towards Yizhuang.
There were three people in the righteous village, a middle-aged couple and an old woman. The three of them were in ragged clothes. They had obviously fled here. The old woman was lying next to the bonfire, breathless and with a big belly. The middle-aged couple were He stayed by her side with a sad look on his face.
The old woman was over sixty, so naturally she was not pregnant. Her belly was big because she was so hungry that she ate Guanyin soil.
Changsheng was wearing a Taoist robe at this time. In the eyes of the world, Taoist priests are good people. When they saw him coming, the couple were not frightened. They just regarded him as a savior and begged him to save the old woman.
In fact, not all Taoist priests have medical skills, but the Changsheng Society prescribes medicine after simply identifying the symptoms. They also take some silver and let them go on the road overnight to rush to the town ahead to get medicine.
The couple thanked each other profusely and set out on their way without the old woman on their backs.
"Wait a minute," Changsheng called out to them, "How long have you been staying in Yizhuang?"
"It's been a while." The middle-aged man replied.
"How many days has it been?" Changsheng asked.
"It has been more than ten days," the woman said sadly. "I am seriously ill and can't walk anymore. We can't find food, so we can only pick up some fruits, potatoes and taros from the fields to satisfy our hunger."
"Have you been to the village at the foot of the mountain in the south?" Changsheng asked again.
The woman shook her head in shame. What she said was picking up was actually stealing.
"No one in the village has seen you?" Changsheng asked.
The two of them were confused and shook their heads at the same time.
"Do you light a fire every night?" Changsheng asked again.
"Yes, we don't have bedding and can't bear the cold." The woman replied.
Changsheng smiled and nodded, raised his hand and let them go...
