"I'm in good health. I was poisoned by the blood poison of the Five Plagues and I can still hold on until now. It's interesting."
"Old man, can he still be saved?"
"Xuan, if you don't do it right, it's easy for your braids to become warped..."
The voices of an old man and a young man rang in Jiang Ning's ears. He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids felt as if they were filled with lead water and were extremely heavy.
Who is speaking and where are you?
He couldn't wait to figure out the situation, but his body couldn't even move his fingers, so he could only let the people around him discuss him wantonly.
Hmm... I should be talking about myself, Jiang Ning is not sure.
"How about we treat a dead horse as a living doctor?" A young voice sounded, with a hint of ill-intention in his words.
"I think it's okay, so let's treat it. Anyway, death is death, and no treatment is death. Let's just practice." The old voice was even more malicious.
Jiang Ning's hair stood on end when he heard this, but he couldn't do anything and could only let himself be slaughtered.
I don't know what the old man and the young man are doing. Anyway, Jiang Ning can't feel the pain, nor can he feel the passage of time. He can only resign himself to fate and pray that the other party can be kind and not take human life lightly.
The dark realm of consciousness, without sound or light, is like a claustrophobic small room that cannot be broken or penetrated. The only thing that can be done is to wait, endless waiting...
I don’t know how long it took, but something suddenly tore open the top of my head.
A beam of light was projected along the gap and shone on Jiang Ning. He raised his head blankly and looked at the end of the light. Suddenly, severe pain surged in like a tide, and he was caught off guard and let out a hoarse wail.
The sound echoed in the small realm of consciousness and hit the surroundings, causing dense cracks to appear in the surrounding darkness.
More light penetrated through the cracks, illuminating the realm of consciousness.
But Jiang Ning didn't look, because the severe pain was like being bitten by a poisonous insect, making it impossible to concentrate.
boom!
With a crisp sound, the barrier of consciousness was completely broken, and white light came from all directions, with unimaginable temperature, burning Jiang Ning into nothingness.
"No!!!" With fear, Jiang Ning suddenly opened his eyes.
He's awake!
The surrounding white light gradually faded, revealing various simple decorations.
Jiang Ning didn't bother to wipe the sweat from his forehead caused by the severe pain, and forced himself to get out of bed. As soon as he stood up, his knees weakened from lying flat for a long time and he was weak, and he fell to the ground with a plop.
The sound spread outside the house, and footsteps immediately sounded, heading towards the room.
Jiang Ning forced himself to sit up and saw that the door to the room was pushed open from the outside, and a round head came in.
"Hey, you're awake?" The boy's voice was filled with joy.
The person who pushed the door open was a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old. He had a tiger-like head and slightly dark skin. His teeth were very white when he smiled, and his eyes were very clear. He looked like he had not been ruined by the world, and he did not look like a bad person.
But Jiang Ning's face still darkened.
He heard that there were voices talking in his ears when he was unconscious, and one of them was the voice of this young man.
This little brat is not as harmless as he seems, but has a very dark heart.
"Yeah." Jiang Ning replied weakly.
His face was dark and dark, but no matter what, they saved his life, and he could be regarded as his savior, so he should be more polite when he should be polite.
"Where is this?" Jiang Ning asked when he saw the young man walking in.
The room is made of bamboo, and the furnishings inside are also very simple. The tables, chairs, and benches are all handmade with rough materials, and there are no complicated patterns on them for decoration. This shows that the people here live in poverty, and there is no trace of spiritual energy flowing in the young man's body.
Obviously he is not a practitioner either.
So this place will definitely not be deserted!
In the wasteland where the plague is raging, it is extremely difficult for cultivators to survive, let alone ordinary people.
The young man walked to the wooden table, poured a cup of herbal tea and handed it to Jiang Ning, saying, "This is Wuzhou. You fainted at the beach. The old man and I picked you up when we went to sea."
Wuzhou, one of the nine continents, is under the jurisdiction of the Zhan Zong among the four major sects. Wuzhou people practice martial arts, practice physical skills instead of magic, and advocate proving the Tao through force. Therefore, in private, Wuzhou people are often called contemptuously by other states.
As "Wumanzi".
Jiang Ning never dreamed that he fell on the deserted fortress of the Ten Thousand Beasts Plain of Dongzhou, and how he woke up to Wuzhou, thousands of miles away!
"It's unbelievable, it's like a fucking dream!" Jiang Ning drank the herbal tea in one gulp.
The cool tea with a hint of bitterness flowed down his throat, which not only diluted the heat in his internal organs, but also made his groggy head feel a little clearer.
"What's your name? Can you tell me about the situation here?" Jiang Ning calmed down and asked.
The young man hummed and introduced himself: "My name is Shi Hu. This is the outskirts of Euphorbia City, located on the lower reaches of the Canglan River. The village is self-sufficient and makes a living by fishing. I don't know what the old man's name is.
Everyone calls him Lao Shitou, and I am the child he picked up."
Under Shi Hu's introduction, Jiang Ning gradually understood his situation.
Canglan River, also called "Zhangzi River", has a total length of more than 4,000 kilometers. It originates from Yuse Mountain in Chuzhou, flows through Dongzhou, Wuzhou, Cangzhou, and finally flows into the Sea of No Return. It is the third largest river on the Kyushu continent.
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When talking about this, Shi Hu said that Jiang Ning was very lucky, otherwise he would have been doomed if he had rushed down the river into the Sea of No Return.
The Sea of No Return is the outer sea outside the Sea of Life and Death, which is a restricted area for living creatures. Once you enter there, there is no difference between following the Sea of Life and Death, otherwise you will not get the honor of "No Return".
After finishing speaking, Shi Hu saw that Jiang Ning looked tired and said wisely: "You should recuperate here first. When the injury is healed, the old man and I will take you out of the village."
Jiang Ning's current body is simply not strong enough to support his return to Zhuozhou. Taking good care of himself is indeed the top priority now.
After a simple thank you, Jiang Ning lay back on the bed with Shi Hu's support. It was not until sunset that the sound from outside woke him up.
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According to Shi Hu's introduction, the old man used to be a wandering warlock who knew some barefoot medical skills of a three-legged cat. Now that he is older, he stays in the village to treat people, and his life is quite comfortable, but Jiang Ning doesn't believe it.
Can ordinary wandering warlocks be able to cure the five plagues and blood poisons?
Jiang Ning forced himself out of bed to meet the other party, but the result of the meeting made him a little disappointed.
Old Shitou'er has a strong body and is tall, without the old man's twilight aura. But even so, Jiang Ning still didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy in him. In other words, like Shi Hu, Old Shitou'er is just an ordinary person.
people.
He was not in a high mood, but his grandfather and grandson were very happy. They chatted about Jiang Ning's condition at the dinner table and boasted about his medical skills. Jiang Ning almost crushed his bowl several times.
The food is quite sumptuous, including pickled air-dried fish and fish soup cooked with wild vegetables. The soup is rich in fragrance. There is a light layer of oil floating on the milky white soup. Sprinkled with some chopped green onion, it is still very mouth-watering.
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The moon was in the sky, and the waves were reflected on the sea. After the three of them devoured their food, Jiang Ning and Lao Shitou followed the village road to the riverside.
"You guys are so damn unkind to your guests. If I had waited a little longer, I wouldn't have been able to eat the food." Jiang Ning said very rudely.
Disappointment is a disappointment, but I have to say that the characters of the grandfather and grandson are still very suitable for Jiang Ning. They just grab food at the dinner table and eat it. Two of the three sentences are curses. It can be summed up in one sentence.
Wuzhou Faner.
So Jiang Ning didn't bother to pretend to be polite and spoke in a rude manner.
Old Shitouer chuckled and said, "Guests from far away, just get used to it. Besides, I see that your turtle grandson is also very skilled in grabbing food."
The three sentences were not formal, so no wonder Shi Hu treated him like an old man with a short head.
Jiang Ning snorted disdainfully and said: "That's necessary. There is a saying in my hometown that if you don't work hard, you have a brain problem, you know how to cut it?"
Old Shitou'er tasted it carefully, stroking his palms and said: "My grandson, no wonder the city lord always said that monks from outside can recite sutras. You people from outside the state are talented in literature, and you can pronounce the words smoothly no matter what you say."
Jiang Ning was speechless.
After a pause, he put away his smile, looked at the river side by side with Old Shitou'er, and said softly: "Junior Jiang Ning, thank you Senior Shi for saving your life."