Chapter 2806

Old Li was complaining in his heart, but he didn't dare to fish out Ping Shun.

He hurriedly knelt down by the river, put his hands together and bowed to Ping Shun, "Little brother, I was going to save you, but you fell into the river, so you can't blame me for it! , you died and turned into a ghost, and you turned into looking for me, looking for the person who seriously injured you today! Don’t come looking for me!”

As soon as he said ghost words, Lao Li felt that his back was chilly, as if a cold wind was blowing hard on the back of his neck and his old back.

He swallowed hard, didn't dare to wait any longer, pushed his own firewood cart and ran away.

It's not that he refuses to save him, but that he himself is a landlubber.

Besides, no one will smoke when they fall into the water. No matter how you look at such a scene, it makes him think of monsters!

Old Li Tou ran as fast as he was running for his life, and soon disappeared.

And Ping Shun's body undulated a few times in the river, and soon disappeared.

It was getting darker and darker, it was the darkest hour before dawn.

Time is passing by every minute, the night will finally be lifted, and the dawn will always come.

Before he knew it, the sky in country K was bright again.

Goddess Peak is still lush and green, with swaying flowers, which is a vibrant and beautiful spring day.

Going up the winding mountain road, a man picking medicine with a medicine basket on his back soon appeared.

The herb collectors wore neat bunts, but they were all in flowing white.

The mountain road was rugged, but his clothes were not stained with any dust.

It seems that the herb pickers are very familiar with the road here, otherwise they wouldn't be walking so leisurely.

He walked along the foot of the Goddess Peak, suddenly turned around, and walked towards the ding-dong spring next to him.

He must be tired from walking and want to drink some water.

The herbal picker came to the spring, and was just about to fill his gourd with water to drink, when he suddenly saw something flowing upstream.

He collected himself, and found that the thing was indistinctly undulating, and its outline was very human-like.

The herb picker who wanted to drink water suddenly lost his appetite, and he was glad that he hadn't drunk water, otherwise he might have drank the corpse water, so he would have to vomit for three days and three nights?

Just as the herbal picker was about to leave in bad luck, he suddenly let out a strange snort.

Because he found that it was not a corpse that went down smoothly, but a living person whose arms were moving slightly.

Oops, someone is drowning!

The herbal picker hastily put down the medicine basket on his body, jumped into the water with a plop, and fished the man soaked in the water to the shore.

This is a young man with bright eyebrows and sharp eyes, with criss-cross scars on his body, obviously he was thrown into the river after being injured.

Moreover, this person was soaked for so long, and his body was still scorching hot. It was obvious that the high fever was caused by the inflammation of the wound on his body.

Looks like a poor man too!

The herb picker was moved with compassion, and found Tian Qi and Dandelion from the medicine basket that he carried with him, chewed them up and put them on the back of the young man who had been fished out.

Tian Qi promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis, and dandelion cools and relieves stagnation. Together, these two kinds can just heal the injury on the young man in front of him.

The herb picker obviously has rich experience in practicing medicine. After he spread Tianqi and Dandelion, he took out the silver needle he carried with him and tied it on the young man.

Not only are there differences in the way he inserts the needles, but even the angles of the needles are different.

If someone who is knowledgeable sees it, they will know that this is the long-lost "Ghost Thirteen Needles", which can bring the dead back to life.

As the herb picker went down with the last silver needle, the young man who was still lifeless made a noise in his throat, and then spewed a big mouthful of water from his mouth.

Only then did the herb collector heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that the life of the man in front of him was completely saved.

He looked around, and dragged the poor young man to a big rock beside him, so that the sun could shine on the young man more.

After doing this, the herb picker did not leave, but sat quietly aside, waiting for the young man to wake up.

This is a deep mountain and old forest, he doesn't want the person he just snatched back from the ghost gate to be robbed and eaten by unknown wild beasts.

And according to his calculations, the young man should be able to wake up in more than half an hour.

At that time, he can also ask by the way, where did the young man get such a serious injury.

Curiosity killed the cat, and it also made the herb pickers wait patiently.

Half an hour later, he saw the unconscious young man lift his lower eyelids and wake up faintly.

"You're finally awake?" the herb picker laughed softly, "I was thinking that if you don't wake up again, I'd better quit my job as a witch doctor."

"You saved me? Thank you." Although the young man didn't have the strength to get up, he still thanked him sincerely. "If it wasn't for you, I would probably have sunk to the bottom of the water, right?"

"It is the duty of every doctor to save the dying and heal the wounded," the herb picker laughed. "I am Feng Shen, a doctor from country K. It is fate to meet you. No need to thank you. By the way, what's your name? How could Shen be here?" What about in the river?"

The young man sat up propped up on a rock, letting the sun bask in him with little strength, "Oh, my name is Ping Shun, and I don't belong to this country."

"Are you a foreigner?" Feng Chen was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded and said, "No wonder I think your appearance is a little different from ours, but this is not important, after all, there are too many people who call their homes all over the world."

"Home around the world?" Ping Shun shook his head with a wry smile, "I really don't want to be home around the world. I came here to find the woman I love the most."

It was only then that Feng Shen knew that the young man in front of him was a person with a story, or a very romantic person.

He smiled and patted the young man on the shoulder, "Young man, have you found your love? Sometimes fate is something that cannot be found."

Only then did Pingshun realize that Feng Chen had misunderstood what he meant, and he smiled even more sadly, "I have found my true love long ago, but I accidentally lost her because of mistrusting others."

"Is that so..." Feng Chen was stunned, thought for a while and said lightly, "Can you tell me? Some things may feel better if you tell them, otherwise you may not be able to hold on to your heart."

"Okay, you saved my life, there is nothing I can't tell you." Ping Shun nodded slightly, and talked with Feng Shen, "Before, my lover and I lived in country W across the sea, and we have gone through hardships to get here. We are finally together. But everything is because I believed in the wrong person, so my girl was taken away by that person, and I almost died in the whirlpool."

Although there are only a few words, it has exhausted the danger and thrillingness in it.

Feng Chen was filled with righteous indignation when he heard this, "If you believe in the wrong person, then this person must have been your friend before. You can't bully a friend's wife, this kind of person is simply scum!"

"That's right, and I suspect that when I rescued him on the side of the road before, it was a scam he directed and staged!" Ping Shun became more and more annoyed as he spoke, "That bastard actually wanted to use my girl to resurrect her. His lover, who has been dead for many years, is so crazy that there is no cure!"