Fan Ming walked up to the woman who was caught by the Black Tiger Gang, untied the ropes from her hands and feet, supported her and gently patted her cheek in an attempt to wake her up.

But after trying several times and pinching her, there was no response.

I checked my breathing and found that my breathing was very weak and my body temperature was also dropping. This was hypothermic shock.

Fan Ming frowned, took off his fur coat and covered her body, then grabbed her hand and transferred a trace of internal energy into her body.

Ordinary people who have not practiced Neijiaquan cannot preserve their internal energy, and there is a risk that the meridians will be burst by the internal force. However, if it is only a small amount, the hot internal energy can not only warm the body, but also stimulate the vitality of the body.

This trick really worked, and the woman quickly woke up from her coma.

"Are you okay?"

The woman raised her head and saw Fan Ming. She was a little confused at first, but when she saw the three corpses on the ground, she instantly understood what had happened.

"Yes...did you save me?"

Fan Ming nodded slightly, "Can you stand up now?"

The woman hesitated and said, "I'll try..."

After saying that, she slowly stood up from the ground, but within two seconds of standing still, she staggered a few steps and almost fell, but fortunately Fan Ming held her back.

"Thank...thank you!"

Fan Ming shook his head, and then asked: "I see that you don't have calluses on your hands, and you don't behave like a child from a poor family. Why...do you look like this now..."

The woman's face darkened.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it, I'll just ask casually." Fan Ming immediately changed his words.

The woman shook her head quickly, and then said with a sad expression: "My family is..."

It turns out that this woman was originally the daughter of a landlord in a village in Beishan County. Her ancestors had produced several scholars and scholars. Although her family had experienced a middle-class life later, she was still a well-to-do family with a family of poems and calligraphy.

But just this year, due to a poor grain harvest, the Black Tiger Gang sensed "business opportunities" and started harvesting grain. Since their village is one of the largest villages in Beishan County, it was also targeted by the Black Tiger Gang.

Members of the Black Tiger Gang came to her house, intending to buy and sell by force, but her father had long known that the Black Tiger Gang was collecting grain to wait until winter to "drive up grain prices" and "have rare goods to live in."

It’s a dirty business, so I won’t sell grain to the Black Tiger Gang no matter what.

But who knew that those members of the Black Tiger Gang could not succeed in buying and selling by force, so they went so crazy as to pretend to be bandits and stormed into her home in the middle of the night, intending to kill all her family members.

And because she knew there was an excellent hiding place in her yard when she was playing with others when she was a child, she narrowly escaped death.

When she came out of her hiding place, she was the only one left alive in the family.

Although her family has always had a good reputation in the village, because she was afraid that the Black Tiger Gang would come back and kill her, she did not dare to hide in other people's homes in the village, so she had to flee the village overnight and eventually became a beggar.

At first, I was almost insulted because of my appearance. After a lesson, I learned to make my body and face dirty so that no one can see my original appearance.

Later, the county magistrate kindly set up a resettlement camp for disaster victims in the city, and she followed the large army of refugees to the resettlement camp, and she barely survived until now.

But she didn't expect that because of a careless act, someone would still see her original appearance, and she would eventually suffer this misfortune.

If Fan Ming hadn't arrived in time, she might have...

As she talked, this strong woman who had never cried again except for the night her parents died finally broke down and squatted on the ground and cried loudly.

Fan Ming did not come forward to comfort him.

Of course, this is not because Fan Ming is a straight man and does not understand women's hearts. It is also not that he is a celibate monk with no worldly desires. On the contrary, in his previous life, he liked to watch side videos the most, which is normal for a man.

He has all desires.

But now he is determined to find the road to immortality, although it is hard to say whether he can build a foundation...

He really shouldn’t mess with mortal women too much. He doesn’t want to be held back by too many worldly concerns.

Although he saved her, Fan Ming never thought about asking her to repay her. The two of them just treated each other as passers-by.

When the woman's cries stopped, Fan Ming said to her: "This place is not safe. It will snow heavily at any time, and you may encounter wolves. You'd better go back to the city as soon as possible."

The woman raised her head, her eyes were red, and she said to Fan Ming with tears in her eyes: "May I ask your benefactor's surname? Biqing will definitely remember his benefactor's great kindness and virtue. If there is a chance in the future, he will tie a grass ring."

To repay today's kindness!"

Fortunately, it wasn't "promise with one's body"... Fan Ming breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he felt a little disappointed.

He shook his head invisibly, thinking to himself, I am really a bitch... I said it because I was afraid that the other person would become a concern for me and hold me back. It was a pity not to say it.

In the final analysis, lust is at work. When I see a good-looking girl, I always want to develop a super-friendship relationship with her...

Fan Ming, Fan Ming! How can your heart toward the Tao be so unsteady! Why do you want immortality if you can’t even control your lust?!

Confucius said: "I examine myself three times every day."...We can't go on like this!

After some deep introspection, Fan Ming regained his calm state of mind, and then he replied calmly: "Don't call me benefactor, I'm not that age yet. If you want to call me, just call me Fan Ming.

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"Fan Ming..." Su Biqing chewed these two words repeatedly in her mouth, as if she wanted to keep them firmly in her heart, and even wanted to carve them into her blood.

Fan Ming really wanted to say something: "We probably won't see each other again in the future, so there's no need to remember it so carefully."

But looking at her serious look, Fan Ming swallowed these words back.

That’s all, if she wants to remember, just let her remember...

At this time, Fan Ming suddenly remembered that she just mentioned that life in the resettlement camp was not easy... she could only guarantee that she would not starve to death with a high probability, and it was impossible to have enough to eat.

I looked at her thin and frail body again, as if it would float away if the wind blew.

Fan Ming thought to himself, it's hard to say whether this ghost can survive this winter. It would be really funny if her back feet were starved to death or frozen to death just as he saved her with his front feet.

Forget it, I'm still a good person and will do my best to send Buddha to the West...

Then he touched himself and found that in addition to the dozen or so banknotes worth a total of 60,000 taels that he had just earned not long ago, he actually had some broken silver with him when he went out today.

It's not that he was reluctant to give her a banknote, but because the denomination of the banknote was too large. For a weak woman with no ability to protect herself, such a large sum of money was definitely not a life-saving asset.
Chapter completed!