Gutong County is small, and there is also a horse and carriage dealership.

It's just that there are no horses for sale, only a few steeds. They are not cheap, each one costs twenty taels.

Jiangling bought a horse and rode eastward.

A horse can't run fast, so it's leisurely and leisurely.

Walking along the ancient bluestone road, facing the early morning breeze. If paired with old dead vine trees, Jiangling would feel like it would be like a pure sky and autumn thoughts.

Not far from the city, there are farmers all over the mountains and fields.

Although the weather here is dry, fortunately the terrain is quite low and river water can be drawn for irrigation. The rice in the fields will not die from drought. Judging from the appearance, it is already the harvest season.

It's just that compared to the rice fields of later generations, although there were a lot of rice planted in the fields at this time, you could count the number of solid grains in an ear of wheat with five fingers.

Perhaps it was because he looked at Jiangling as if he were a stranger. When he passed by the hills, the farmers working there all looked at him.

Feeling uncomfortable being looked at, Jiang Ling had no choice but to ride his horse faster.

After walking for a while,

Far away from Gutong County, I passed by a village. As I approached, I heard the sound of hoofbeats.

A group of fierce men, carrying rice bags, chickens and ducks in their hands, came out of the village shouting.

When they met on the road, a man in the leader whistled, and four or five riders came running over, shouting, circling around Jiangling with daggers and iron rods raised.

Jiang Ling's horse was so frightened that its limbs trembled and became quite unstable.

'No wonder the ancients always said that a rogue horse has no future, and also said that a rogue horse is in love with a hotel. With this qualification, it is indeed not much better than a donkey.'

The cowardly behavior of Ruma made several men burst out laughing.

"Where did it come from?"

The leading man raised his chin and asked.

At the same time, more people were coming out in the direction of the village.

Some were riding horses, while others had their hands tied and were being led.

Most of the people riding horses are men, who are strong and brave. The ones whose hands are tied and being led are women.

Jiang Ling saw them and probably knew that these people were mountain bandits.

Before winter comes, they plunder everywhere and take a few women back to warm their homes.

None of those who were led away with their hands tied did not have tears in their eyes.

But his arms couldn't twist his thighs. Judging from the blood-stained weapons of some of the bandits, it was certain that they had killed someone just now.

Due to the fierce power of the other party, these poor women can only accept humiliation and let others slaughter them.

Jiangling: "Passing by."

The leading man frowned: "I asked you where you came from and where you are going?"

Jiangling: "Coming from Gutong County, we are going to Mingyang City."

Just as he said this, a man covered in blood suddenly chased him out of the village. He held up the iron fork used to dry beans during the busy farming season and rushed towards the bandits. As he rushed, he shouted: "Give me my wife back."

…Give me my wife back…”

He must have been stabbed in the stomach before, and he was bleeding.

When he struggled, the blood seemed to be spurting out.

The bandit at the end snorted coldly, raised an iron rod, and rushed over on horseback.

With a swing of the iron rod, the man's iron fork flew away.

Then, the iron rod hit the man on the back and knocked him to the ground.

After the man fell to the ground, he could not get up again. There was blood from his mouth, and he looked at a woman whose hands were tied with hazy eyes.

In terms of force, how can a peasant family defeat the brave and fierce bandits in the mountains?

The bandit turned his horse's head and was about to trample on the man and send him on his way.

Among the tied women, his daughter-in-law cried and screamed, struggled with the rope and crawled over, knelt in front of her man, kowtowed hard and begged the bandits to spare her man's life.

If the bandit is willing, she is also willing to go up the mountain with the bandit.

The bandit saw that the man could no longer get up and was stabbed in the abdomen. Even if he didn't ride a horse and trample him, he probably wouldn't live long.

He was pleased with the woman's begging for mercy and agreed. He picked up the woman and took her on his horse.

During this small episode, the other bandits just glanced at him casually, and finally their eyes returned to Jiang Ling.

A man with leprosy-headed horse rode up to him, and without saying a word, he groped him and searched for his belongings.

The leader narrowed his eyes and said, "We want your horse. Are you willing to give it to me?"

The other bandits were laughing.

If Jiang Ling dares to say he doesn't want to, they may be facing each other in the next second.

Zhitou touched Jiang Ling's body, but couldn't find any property. He was very angry and said, "He is a poor man, he doesn't have a penny."

The things on Jiang Ling's body are all in the Qiankun bag. Outsiders cannot open the real Qiankun bag, so naturally they can't find anything.

A man with triangular eyes smiled and said: "It's strange that he has money for riding such a broken horse. It's just that the robe he wears is nice, and maybe it's worth two coins."

But the maniac said: "We are bandits. Even if this tattered robe is valuable, do we still need to take it to a pawn shop to exchange for money?"

The implication is quite disdainful.

If they can wear it, they can just take it off and wear it themselves. The key point is that their body shape makes it look like they can't even wear it.

Triangle Eyes added: "Look at his red lips and white teeth. If you catch him and give him to the Fifth Master, he might like him."

As soon as he said this, the bandits nearby agreed.

Even the bandit leader laughed strangely and agreed, blowing a whistle and taking the people back to the mountain.

The rogue horse in Jiangling was whipped hard on the horse's buttocks by the whip.

It stands to reason that no matter how bad the horse is, if it is in such pain, it will definitely go crazy.

But Jiang Ling gently stroked its neck with his palm, and the rogue only flicked its tail and did not move its limbs.

Yan Litou was immediately surprised: "Oh, in all my life, this is the first time I have seen such a strange horse. You can beat it like this and not take it away?"

Just as he was about to use the whip again, Jiang Ling suddenly spoke: "You want my horse, no problem. But, if you rob others of their food, you must leave your life with them."

With that said, he got off his horse and walked towards the farmer man on the ground.

He looked at the world with a cold eye, and the life and death of ordinary people were just a passing cloud in this world.

But the bloody passion this man showed for his woman still touched him.

Rui Li Tou: "What are you doing?"

Raise the whip and beat Jiang Ling.

But the leader suddenly waved his hand to stop it.

He stared at Jiangling with great interest, as if he wanted to see what this kid wanted to do.

Jiang Ling came to the farmer's side and took a look at his abdominal injury.

The man had just been hit by an iron rod, and now his limbs were stiff and unable to move. He probably injured his spine.

Jiang Ling touched his spine and found that it was indeed the case.

Just pushing and pulling with the palm of his hand, the spine was reset, and the man was so painful that he broke into sweat on his forehead.

Then Jiang Ling took out a pair of scissors from his sleeve and cut open the clothes on the man's abdomen.

The man wanted to struggle, but he stopped him with just one sentence - "If you want to survive, don't move."

After simply debriding the wound, he took out a needle and thread from his sleeve to suture the man's wound: "Fortunately, the internal organs were not injured, but even so, don't bother too much."

After the wound was sutured, he took some anti-inflammatory medicine and stuffed it into the man's hand: "Three times a day, two pills at a time. Don't let the wound get wet. If you can survive seven days, it will probably be fine."

The bandits around him looked at his actions in surprise. Does this kid actually know medical skills?

The man with dysentery even touched his head and looked at the scissors, needles and threads and medicine Jiang Ling took out from his sleeves. He suddenly became puzzled. When he just searched, he found nothing.

But how did these scissors, needle and thread, and medicine come together?
Chapter completed!