Deng Fang supported Jingchen and sat under a tree nearby, checking Jingchen's wounds.
Yang Hanhan led the donkey and followed them silently without saying a word.
"Jingchen, where were you injured by that thief?"
When Jingchen saw Deng Fang asking, he pointed to his left shoulder with difficulty.
Deng Fang followed Jingchen's instructions and slowly untied the bloody robe.
As soon as the clothes were taken off, Deng Fang saw Jingchen's bloody shoulder, with bones already exposed in some places.
Yang Hanhan stood beside the two of them, looking at the wounds and feeling a little cruel.
Although the wound was serious, the most eye-catching thing was the two golden plum blossoms inserted in the wound.
Deng Fang looked at the two plum blossoms and secretly thought that Duan Yizhi's methods were really powerful.
"Jingchen, I think we should go to Shaolin together. If you go back and take good care of yourself, you can lead the way for us." Deng Fang looked at Jingchen and said.
Jingchen thought for a while and nodded in agreement.
Yang Hanhan didn't have any objections, he just said that it would be best to go to the city to find a doctor for Jingchen, and at the same time prepare some dry food.
Deng Fang and Jingchen saw that Yang Hanhan was thoughtful and naturally agreed very much.
Then, Deng Fang helped Jingchen onto the donkey's back, and the three of them walked forward together.
In the mountains in spring, everything comes to life, the water flows and the buds bloom, and the spirit of spring is full.
Deng Fang held Yang Hanhan's hand and walked forward. She had just rescued Jingchen. Jingchen could also take him to Shaolin, killing two birds with one stone. She was in a very good mood at the moment.
Yang Hanhan and Deng Fang walked side by side, their eyes moving all the way as if they were thinking about something.
As they walked, Yang Hanhan suddenly turned to look at Deng Fang and asked: "Deng Fang, since that Li Yuanfeng didn't teach you martial arts, then you haven't practiced swordsmanship except Fiery Palm, right?"
When Yang Hanhan asked, Jingchen on the donkey's back was also very curious and raised his head to look at Deng Fang.
Deng Fang chuckled: "Yes, this is my family's ancestral kung fu, called Fiery Palm! I have been practicing it for more than ten years, but I have never practiced swordsmanship."
"Fire Palm?"
Jingchen was a little disappointed. Previously, when Deng Fang defeated Duan Yizhi, he thought that Deng Fang had special skills, but it turned out to be just a fire palm that was too common in the martial arts world.
Deng Fang nodded and said to Yang Hanhan: "Yes, although this Fire Palm is not a peerless martial arts, if you practice it to an extremely deep level, you will definitely have no problem in protecting yourself."
After hearing Deng Fang's boast, Yang Hanhan smiled as brightly as a peach blossom and immediately leaned into Deng Fang's arms.
However, lying in Deng Fang's arms, Yang Hanhan's expression suddenly became very disgusting.
Deng Fang did not see the change in Yang Hanhan's face, and continued walking forward with Yang Hanhan in his arms.
Finally, Deng Fang and the other three finally climbed up the mountain at their feet. When they climbed high and looked into the distance, a magnificent city came into view.
"Yushan City, it's almost here!"
Yang Hanhan looked at the city in the distance and said to himself.
Deng Fang heard Yang Hanhan's words and turned around excitedly to report the good news to Jingchen: "Jingchen, we have seen Yushan City. If you don't endure it, we will find a doctor when we enter the city!"
After hearing this, Jingchen said another word of thanks. Such politeness made Deng Fang a little bit dumbfounded.
Knowing that they would be able to enter the city soon, Deng Fang and his party moved a little faster.
When going down the mountain, Deng Fang, who was walking well, suddenly remembered something, shouted "No", and then stopped.
Yang Hanhan next to him saw Deng Fang's appearance, looked at him strangely, and asked: "Deng Fang, what's wrong?"
Deng Fang took out the few dozen copper coins he had on his body and said with a bitter look on his face: "That... that, even if we enter the city, we still have no money."
These dozen copper coins were paid by the old woman in the village to Deng Fang when he left that small village.
With that said, Deng Fang turned to look at Jingchen.
When Jingchen heard Deng Fang's shout just now, he also raised his head and looked at him. At this time, the two of them looked at each other and both smiled bitterly.
Yes, Deng Fang had no money, and where would Jingchen, a monk, get the money?
But at this moment, Yang Hanhan suddenly patted Deng Fang's shoulder gently and said grandly: "I thought it was something. I still have some money on me, which is enough for us to use for a while."
After that, Yang Hanhan took out a money bag from his body, opened it and let Deng Fang take a look. There were dozens of taels of silver in it.
Deng Fang laughed loudly. It turned out that Yang Hanhan had so much money on him, and it seemed that spending would not be a problem.
After that, the three of them laughed and continued walking down the mountain.
In a good mood, Deng Fang started talking more, chatting with Jingchen endlessly.
While chatting, Deng Fang suddenly asked: "Jingchen, you said before that you saw Yizhi committing murders and hurting people. Who did he kill? Is it possible that desperadoes like Duan Yizhi are also afraid of being investigated by the government? ?”
When Jingchen heard Deng Fang's question, his cheerful face turned a bit gloomy.
"If Duan Yizhi had killed ordinary people, I don't think he would have killed me to silence me, but he killed two female disciples of Yuhu Villa!"
Jingchen explained slowly.
Deng Fang originally held Yang Hanhan's hand, but as soon as Jingchen said these words, Deng Fang felt as if Yang Hanhan had fallen into an ice cave and trembled.
Deng Fang was a little strange, and turned to look at Yang Hanhan, but seeing that Yang Hanhan was still as gentle and cute as usual, he didn't ask her what was wrong.
Then, Deng Fang thought carefully about the words Yuhu Villa, but still had no memory of it.
Where is Yuhu Villa? He had never heard of it, and there was no such villa among the seven major sects.
"Where is this Yuhu Villa?" Deng Fang asked curiously, turning to look at Jingchen.
"Yuhu Villa is also a very famous sect in Youzhou. It has a high status both in the world and in the world. Moreover, the owner of the sect, Qiu Yuyuan, is very good at swordsmanship and a very decent person. Many martial arts people are very fond of it. He was very impressed.”
"Oh, that's it. What's strange is that Duan Yizhi wants to kill you and silence you. If Yuhu Villa finds out, he won't be able to settle the score with him."
Deng Fang pursed his lips and said, but he didn't care in his heart. After all, these affairs in the world had nothing to do with him, and he was too lazy to get involved.
However, Deng Fang suddenly felt something was wrong.
He kept holding Yang Hanhan's hand, and now he felt that Yang Hanhan's hand was getting colder and colder, and his palms were already sweating.
Deng Fang was a little surprised and quickly looked at Yang Hanhan.
At this glance, Deng Fang discovered that Yang Hanhan was sweating all over his body at this moment, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead, as if he was worried.
"Hanhan, what's wrong with you?" Deng Fang looked at the somewhat panicked Yang Hanhan and asked in surprise.
