Chu Chuyan stared at the dumb woman for a moment: "Old man, can you tell us what happened? You have to know the ins and outs of the matter before we can help you, can't you?"
The old man nodded: "Many years ago, my young lady just reached the age of Ji..."
On that day, the spring was bright and the sun was just right. At that time, the Moon City was not as prosperous as it is today, and the traffic was blocked. The isolated Moon City was like a small independent kingdom.
Compared with Jincheng and Yuncheng's bombardment, this place is so peaceful that it looks like a still landscape painting.
The high priest is the greatest ruler who controls the life and death of all the people in Yuecheng. The witch doctors under him have been studying various Gu insects and poisons for generations, hoping to find the elixir that can increase the lifespan of the high priest and ensure the supreme power. It can be held in the hand forever, calling the wind and rain, responding to every call...
As the most beloved youngest daughter of the high priest, Zhuang Xiaoyu, just like her name, was held in the palms of the whole Zhuang family as an eyeball to protect and grow up.
The first time I sneaked to the mountain to worship my mother, I heard a slight cry for help.
She approached the source of the sound, and saw a bloody young man lying at the bottom of the pit, with a trap for catching large beasts on his legs.
The young man's bones were probably broken, and he seemed to be on the verge of death, but he was instinctively calling for help, and just this cry for help took all the strength of the young man.
Zhuang Xiaoyu saw this kind of scene for the first time, without thinking about it, she jumped to the bottom of the pit, helped the young man to sit up, brushed away the messy hair of the young man, and saw a pale but handsome man like a celestial being face.
Seeing this face, Zhuang Xiaoyu seemed to be poked by something in his heart, and jumped up like a deer bumping wildly.
She skillfully removed the animal frame from the young man's legs, and she didn't know where she got the strength to carry the man on her back, not only climbed out of the pit, but also brought her to the cabin on the mountain.
She begged her two elder brothers to build this cabin specially for her, so that she would not have a place to hide from the rain when she went up the mountain to visit her mother.
The cabin is very simple, with only a board for resting, and a mat made of bamboo is spread on it. Clear mountain spring water flows from the cracks in the stones outside the cabin.
Zhuang Xiaoyu took out her handkerchief, wiped the bamboo mat, and put the person on the mat.
At this time, the boy had passed out.
She ran back and forth, cleaning the veil in her hand one after another, wiping the wound on the young man's face, the blood on his hand, and picking herbs from nearby, helping him heal the wound on his leg .
She tore off her inner white underwear, and bandaged the underwear on his wound. After doing all this, she wiped off her sweat and looked up, only to see that the young man had already woken up.
The young man's eyes were as cold as a wild wolf in the mountains, and he looked at her coldly.
Zhuang Xiaoyu was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "I, I just scrubbed it for you, and then treated the wound for you, you, don't look at me like this."
The young man didn't know if he had listened to her words, but the vigilance and vigilance in his eyes disappeared instantly, and he closed his eyes again.
Zhuang Xiaoyu thought he was asleep, so she took out the meatloaf from her arms, sat aside and gnawed slowly.
The man probably smelled the aroma of minced meat, and opened his eyes again, staring at the meatloaf in her hand, his Adam's apple rolling, as if he was extremely hungry.
Zhuang Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, then handed him the meat pie in his hand: "Do you want to eat, I..."