C13

Zhang Zhou led the wounded and unconscious man to ride in the snow. The snowfall was more intense and dense, causing Zhang Zhou to be unable to open his eyes. Although the road was slippery, he was somewhat relieved because the speed of the snowfall would quickly conceal his tracks. He did not dare to return to the city. Instead, he went around to the other side of the city wall and barged into an inconspicuous little courtyard. He dismounted from his horse and carried the man on his back.

The two of them had their clothes soaked by the snow. Zhang Zhou was still fine, but the man was still unconscious and his body had started to feel hot. It seemed that not only had he received internal injuries, he also had a fever.

In this era, basic medical care was naturally bad in Zhang Zhou's eyes. A minor illness could cost one's life. This was one of the reasons why Zhang Zhou was diligently practicing martial arts and strengthening his body. This courtyard was secretly purchased by him, not for the sake of appreciation, but purely because he was afraid of risking his life. This kind of house could only be bought a few more times, and it wouldn't cost him much money. There were all kinds of necessities and herbs to prevent injuries hidden in the house, but they were used so quickly.

The upper half of his body was riddled with fist marks, especially the wound on his chest, which was the clearest. Even after such a long time, the wound still managed to penetrate through to the third part of his body, showing the power of that fist! Zhang Zhou was unable to judge how destructive this punch was. If his internal organs were truly damaged, then he had no other choice. Whether or not this fellow could survive would depend on whether or not his life was tough enough. If Zhang Zhou had seen the fights in the yard and understood the power of those tyrannical punches, he would probably choose to give up!

After covering that person with the blanket, he started to boil the fire and boil the medicine. Although it had been almost a year since he had arrived in this world, Zhang Zhou still complained inwardly every time he encountered this kind of "exhausting time and exhausting effort". He had thought about how he could make some medicine pills that would be easy to consume. However, making the pills wasn't as easy as he thought. He could only put that thought aside for now.

Zhang Zhou had been doing a lot of boiling water and cooking medicine in the Heroic Horse Guild. Back then, when Seventh Elder was sick, he was the one who had been controlling the situation, so he was quite nimble. He didn't have Zhang Xing's miraculous prescriptions; he only had the simplest herbs to help with the treatment of Qi and Blood, as well as the treatment of a cold. He couldn't be picky about this at the moment, so he made the soup and fed it with a spoon, bit by bit, before he found a cloth to wet it and placed it on his forehead to help cool it down.

The snow outside was still falling and the world was a complete mess. Even if Old Qi wanted to find someone, he would not be able to find this place in a short period of time.

Zhang Zhou was very surprised by the man's strong physique. Originally, he didn't have much hope, but in the end, he managed to forcibly endure it. Not only did he recover from his fever, but he also recovered quickly. When the man woke up with a groan, it was already evening of the second day. Zhang Zhou had just finished preparing dinner, and seeing him wake up, he scooped a bowl of hot porridge and went to the bedside. Zhang Zhou had just finished cooking dinner, and watched him wake up, and scooped up a bowl of hot porridge and walked over to the bedside.

"You saved me?"

"That's right!" Flower God dropped once, last night once, and saved you twice in a row! "

The man could not remember the details of Flower God's descent, but he was still aware of the fact that he had been placed in a temple. It seemed like it was also the work of the opposite party, which made him very grateful.

"Thank you!"

"I saved you twice. One word of thanks, isn't that a bit too much?"

Zhang Zhou jokingly said. That man was a bit embarrassed, so he asked, "You must be from the martial arts world, right?"

"Something like that!"

"I feel like Big Brother is someone with a story."

That person sighed and didn't say anything. Zhang Zhou seemed to be unwilling to accept this.

"Big brother, how about listening to what I have to say? Truth be told, Old Qi is also my enemy!"

"Old Qi?"

"The one who injured you!"

"That's right, we haven't been able to find him for so many years. He must have changed his name!" Then you must be careful! "

"Why? Because he's cruel and merciless? "

"He's an animal!"

"Then you should have told me about you and him and given me time to prepare!"

The man sighed again, as if he was a bit tired. He closed his eyes and did not speak, and Zhang Zhou was not in a hurry either. After a long while, the man finally opened his eyes and stopped talking.

"Little brother, I can only tell you to stay away from Old Qi! I am extremely grateful that you saved my life, but I have hatred in my heart, and I don't have anything good in me, so I am afraid that I cannot repay you … "

Zhang Zhou knew that he did not want to talk about the past, so he stopped him from talking, and laughed: "Can you repay me in the future? You just need to take care of yourself and recuperate! You can rest assured, I won't force you to do anything in the face of danger. "

The man nodded his head and said, "Then I won't say thank you for your great kindness!"

If he were to miss out on such a talent, Zhang Zhou might be unwilling, but there was no need to be hasty about it. However, he still found it difficult to dispel his curiosity regarding the matter between the man and Old Qi.

The man seemed to be tired. Zhang Zhou fed him a bowl of porridge and asked him to rest. When the man woke up again, it was already midnight. Zhang Zhou was asleep on a pile of hay in the corner. The man watched in silence for a long time, feeling touched. Finally, he called out softly, "I'm thirsty!"

Zhang Zhou was still asleep, so he could hear him speaking. He quickly got up, and after he understood, he went to get him some water. He looked tired, but he did not seem to be annoyed at all. If Zhang Zhou was a fake, then it was really an injustice. Many people liked to say that they treated each other with sincerity, and they wanted to compare their hearts to their own, but they all needed to pay the price first. If they didn't pay the price, what was there to be sincere about, and what was there to say about it?

… …. "Thank you!"

"You've already said it!"

"You've said it yourself. You only said that you didn't thank me enough. In that case, thank you a few times so that you can feel at ease!"

Zhang Zhou smiled and asked again, "If you wish for peace of mind, why not be honest with me? I really want to know why I want to kill you!"

Speaking of Old Qi, the man took another deep breath, as if suppressing his hatred. Zhang Zhou said apologetically, "If you don't want to bring it up, let's change the subject."

Seeing Zhang Zhou nod his head, the man continued, "Although the top of the Kunlun Sect is a martial arts sect, but because their martial arts path is quite extreme, and because the requirements to enter the sect are extremely strict, unless one has talent, it is difficult to achieve anything, so the number of disciples are limited. However, once you have entered the sect and trained diligently, you will be able to achieve something, that old weirdo you mean is a disciple of the top of the Kunlun Sect, and he is still my senior brother …"

"If I didn't see you fight with him, I would never have imagined that he would be so fat and so powerful!"

"All of the top disciples of Karakorum are people who are surprised by their bones. When their martial arts are trained to the highest level, they can reach the level of bone, muscle, and illusion. Of course, he has not reached that level yet." Besides, true experts have nothing to do with fat and thin. You should have never seen one of the Four Great Grandmasters, Tathagata. That's what you call fat. If we were to fight, how many of us are his match? "

"This little brother is ill-informed, big brother, please don't take offense."

"Martial artists, there are countless different types of martial arts, but overall, they are nothing more than external martial arts and internal martial arts. The scariest thing about internal martial artists is that their appearance is extremely deceptive. You can't tell if they are real or not from their appearance."

He paused for a while, then changed the topic and continued, "In the past, he was highly valued by Master, but because of his sinister nature, Master had always been unwilling to pass on higher level mental cultivation methods to him. He was resentful, and planned to steal it himself, but Master found out, severely punished him, and banned him from entering the sect. Once, a rich man went up the mountain to ask for the Sect Leader's help. When the Sect Leader mentioned that he had shown great kindness to the sect, he told his Master to go down the mountain and help … "

The man seemed to be reminiscing about something very painful. As he spoke, Zhang Zhou also understood what happened. He was deceived by his senior brother, Old Qi, and thought that Old Qi had already changed his mind, so he begged his master to take him down with him. His master was helpless, so he agreed to give Old Qi a chance to bring him along. Who would have thought that Old Qi, who had been crying bitterly and swearing to change the course of events, would actually set up a sneak attack on his Master and him. As a result, his Master died and he was seriously injured. Meanwhile, that rich family was also in trouble. The young master and servant were all killed, and Old Qi took the money and ran away. Although the man was saved, his master was dead, and the rich man's family was ruined. This made him feel regret and resentment, and he no longer had the face to return to the mountain. He began to search everywhere for the old geezer just for revenge. He had been blaming himself in his heart all these years. Only when he was drunk could he numb himself, resulting in his current slovenly appearance.

He didn't expect to find no sign of Old Qi in Hezhou, but Old Qi unexpectedly found him first. After wandering in the martial arts world for a long time, he had met many vicious and evil people. He had also taken care of quite a few of them, so he naturally incurred many grudges in the martial arts world. At the beginning of that night, he had thought that he had only met people who had ordinary grudges, but he had never imagined that the mastermind was actually an old geezer who had been searching for him for so many years. However, it also consumed a lot of Qi and was unable to be used for a long time. From the very beginning, Old Qi had been using his subordinates to exhaust his Qi and had also provoked his anger to chase after him, not giving him the chance to adjust. In the end, Old Qi had personally made a move and injured him when his Qi became weaker. If it wasn't for Zhang Zhou stopping Old Qi, he wouldn't have survived. Zhang Zhou was secretly afraid. If he knew that Old Qi was such an expert, he probably wouldn't care about his wealth. Of course, if it wasn't for the crossbow that night, Zhang Zhou might not have dared to step forward. But old man Qi's punch was full of energy, yet it did not break the man's chest! The man saw through his doubts and said, "In fact, Master has already passed the highest level of cultivation technique to me, it's an extremely powerful defense skill, similar to the unbreakable diamond of the Buddhist sect. It's just that I haven't been able to cultivate to the highest level for the past few years, otherwise, that bastard's punch might not be able to injure me, and this cultivation technique also has the effect of accelerating the recovery, so don't be too surprised!"

How could Zhang Zhou not be surprised? He never thought that he would have such a profound and mystical martial art. It seemed that he knew too little about this world's martial arts.

The man said, "No matter what, you saved my life! I don't have any money, so how do you expect me to repay you? "

He was, after all, unclear on the injury. After having said so much, he was somewhat out of breath, but his eyes had become much clearer.

Zhang Zhou knew that such a person had a stubborn personality. If he kept trying to recruit such a person for his own use, it might be counterproductive.

"Three years! "Help me for three years!"

The man looked at Zhang Zhou and asked softly, "You want to be a horse? for a slave or a slave? "

"No, I don't need your help unless I encounter some trouble that cannot be solved."

"One year!"

"Two years!"

"Fine, deal!"

Zhang Zhou felt two years was enough time.

"Sure, but what if I help you take revenge!"

"That would still be two years!"

"Hahaha! Fine, fine, fine! You win!"

At daybreak, Flying Child was the first to arrive here. He said that they would meet outside the city, but there was no one there. He anxiously searched every corner of the city, and when he thought of this place, he came over. Zhang Zhou didn't dare to stay here for too long, so he left the person in the care of Fei Zi and went back to the city after putting on his makeup.

Only then did You Nan and the others know that this old geezer actually had such a tyrannical martial arts skill. It seemed like he had been hiding it too well all these years.

There was also something that gave Zhang Zhou a headache. Yang Xiaolang had disappeared before even reaching the yamen to pass on the message. It had already been three days, and there was no news at all. Zhang Zhou could not sit still any longer. The incident had happened during the day, and he had visited every place he had passed through several times! If it was a conflict, there were no clues! If he was tricked by someone, Xiao Lang would no longer be a child! Vengeance? Could it be that the black bear in the mountain had become a spirit? Kidnapping! There had to be a message for the ransom, right?

A living person had just vanished into thin air.

Zhang Zhou was confused, who would do such a thing? He didn't have any enemies on the surface! Even if it was that dog head Yin or someone from the government office looking for revenge? That should be him! Zhang Zhou was not sure what had happened, but he scolded, "Little bastard, did you get seduced by some fox spirit?"

There were only two possibilities. First, he disappeared into thin air, and second, he was taken away by an absolute acquaintance.

Suddenly, the image of the beautiful sisters appeared in Zhang Zhou's mind. Yang Xiaoluo had no relationship with anyone, and he did not enter society deeply. The only people that could easily let Yang Xiaoluo leave were the two sisters. Thinking of this, Zhang Zhou was extremely angry.

"Damn it, do you really think I'm being soft-hearted?" Do you think I'm deaf?] What are you back for again? "

Although the words were full of hatred, there was a trace of happiness in his heart. Unknowingly, his mouth curled up as he smiled. Next to him was You Nan and Lin Jiu, looking at him in confusion. "Brother, are you happy that something has happened to Xiao Lang?"

"No, how could that be?"

"But I can clearly see you laughing! Nine, did you see that? "

"Yeah, yeah, I saw it!"

Zhang Zhou waved his hand and said seriously: "What a joke, we are all people who are going to do big things, how can you speak nonsense?" Be serious, all of you, be serious … About that, don't stay idle. Go out and look for it again! "

After sending Yunan and Lin Jiu away, Zhang Zhou began to make plans. If it really was that pair of beautiful sisters, then what was their motive for taking Yang Xiaolang away? The final 100% would be extended to him. Hunting all over the city now? What would Cao Yi think if he knew? He definitely wouldn't appreciate his tender feelings for the fairer sex. It had to be known that although there weren't so many rules to bind and bind women, women's status was definitely not high! Brothers like siblings, wives and daughters like clothes, this point of view was quite a marketable one! Moreover, these two women had to do with the forces behind them. They might be very powerful, so how could he afford to offend them?

Zhang Zhou rubbed his head and stopped thinking about it. During the day, he could not rashly go out and could only walk around at home.

After Hezhou Lie's production scale, he "invented" a series of clothing such as masks, hats, white coats, and long-sleeved gloves to ensure the cleanliness of drinking and drinking. These children wore clothes of several sizes and ran around, looking a little ridiculous. When he felt depressed, he felt much better when he looked at the children in the courtyard who were talking and laughing. These children were all very well-behaved, especially that little girl, Ye Wen. She was not only a child king, but also a dutiful housekeeper.

"They should all be at school!" Zhang Zhou couldn't help but reminisce the past as his heart ached.

There was a simple little garden that Zhang Zhou had left behind for him to live in. There was no mountain or water, and there was nothing special about it. It was covered in snow, and when the leaves of the parasol tree fell on the ground, it could just barely be considered a scenery.

There was a hammock tied between the two trees. Zhang Zhou turned the hammock over, but the other side was not covered in snow, so he didn't feel very wet. He laid down with a gloomy expression and closed his eyes.

The faint aroma of the wine caused his train of thought to become increasingly slow. Unknowingly, he began to sing another few lines of music that came out of his mouth.

"It's hard to separate when you're seeing each other …"

As he unconsciously thought of that person and that smile, it was as if he once again smelled the fragrance of that peaceful body that was imprinted into his heart. Although it was only a short contact, it was so unforgettable.

"No wonder so many heroes are sad about the beauty trial! Is this the legendary faint body fragrance? "

At the same time, he opened his eyes, and his body bounced up from the hammock. Just as he was about to roll down from the hammock, he felt as if he was struck by a soft mass.

Zhang Zhou's first reaction was actually to crash head first into the 'enemy' 's chest, causing the' enemy 'to let out an' ah 'sound after receiving such an injury! All of his movements stopped, but the "enemy" reacted quickly, moving as if he was hugging Zhang Zhou's head, and with a flying knee, he directly knocked Zhang Zhou, whose body was still half on the hammock out. In the air, Zhang Zhou could clearly hear a cursing sound.

"Go to hell! "Bastard!"

Zhang Zhou fell face-first into the thick snow as he moaned. His knee nearly pushed out the food in his stomach, but there was no anger in his heart.

Tang Yu'er didn't know why, but when she saw his appearance, she found it difficult to calm down. It was as if she felt that he was very, very detestable. Furthermore, she had to make him stare at her and personally tell him herself.

However, she felt ashamed when she heard someone say something behind her.

"Elder sister, you killed brother-in-law?"

Tang Yu'er felt that her little sister wasn't cute at all, and should find someone to marry her off.

Zhang Zhou became the captive before they fought back. The martial arts world was very dangerous and they had to be on guard at all times. They were all meticulous people, but they were all easily captured by the enemy. Whether they were willing or not, the result was the same.