The Warrior Who Crosses the Heavens

The sky is bright and clear in the early morning, and the visibility of the fog is extremely low.

The roosters in the village were very diligent, oh, oh, and the quiet village quickly became lively. The sound of opening doors, walking, chopping wood, digging rice, and crying of children and adult scolding. Blended together to form a unique landscape in the countryside.

Xun Leihu slowly opened his eyes, and the hard hardwood bed board hurt his back bones. It was obviously not enough for half a month to make him adjust to such a sleeping environment.

There was a noise in the darkened room. He didn't rest on the wooden bed, he just sat up and put on the straw shoes placed on the ground. Although he felt the soles of the feet were very uncomfortable, the conditions were bad.

"Ahu, uncle first go to the mountain to see the traps set up yesterday. You will warm up the food first!"

There was a slightly old voice coming from the hall, and before Thunder Tiger answered, the sound of the door bolt being removed came, and then the squealing sound of the door was opened, and a dull footsteps quickly left.

"Uncle, go early and return early, I will cook at home and wait for you to come back!"

Thunder Tiger is not slow, first put on a short-sleeved shirt that is absolutely absent in this era, and then wear a worn linen blouse on the outside, and a cotton velvet short jacket over worn linen trousers on the legs. The rope is fastened.

Whether it's a linen shirt or trousers, it looks a little short on him. The rough linen feels very uncomfortable against the body. At the same time, it reflects his strong body and clear streamlined muscles. At first glance, it was known that Kong Wu was a powerful young man.

Dressed neatly, first go to the kitchen water tank to wash and cough, then go to the straw house next to the yard to open the chicken cage, let out the rest of the rooster hens and chicks who have been restless for a whole night, and let them wind and search for food.

After doing this, he stood in the soft and moist soil yard, rubbing his hands and staring at his legs to move his body away. When the body warmed up, he opened his posture, played a soothing Taiji routine, and his breathing became smooth and long.

There is no way to return to the age of sixteen when the body is not fully developed, whether it is bones or muscles are in the growth stage, but do not dare to do those intense exercises, it is not good to practice fighting techniques and Military boxing, if not good, it may damage the body.

After an hour, he stood up and closed his fists. His forehead was covered with a layer of crystalline sweat, and his body was as if immersed in a hot spring.

I wiped the sweat from my forehead at will, picked up the sling and bucket, and walked out briskly.

"Ahu picks water?"

"Yes, Uncle Miki, are you going into the mountain?"

"Brother Tiger, let's play in town today!"

"Okay, just take some fish and shrimp for a few bucks!"

"..."

On the way, from time to time, I met a villager who greeted early, and Lei Hu responded politely. As an outsider in this poor village, he clearly felt the exclusion behind the villagers' politeness. It was a group of young boys who were similar in age. Tall, he was very curious, and he had more contacts during weekdays, but he could talk.

His smooth head was very different from the villager's half-bald braided head. It was also the main reason why he was not seen by the elderly in the village. Of course, he didn't care at all.

Not to mention how ugly it is to leave a braid against the half-moon head. He has just crossed over for more than half a month, and there is no way to keep a long braid. He just kept doing it without shame, with the help of his own uncle Qin, he shaved his head, first Pretending to be a monk again, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble due to the short hair on the forehead.

Even if he was rejected by the old and middle-aged people in the village for this reason, he acknowledged it.

Follow the path to the village entrance. There is the only well in the village. At this time, there are several young villages carrying water. Thunder Tiger hurried to say a few hellos and walked to the big locust tree next to it. Yes, when there are vacancies, I quickly stepped forward to fill the two wooden barrels, with the palms of both hands supporting the flat shoulders to lift up suddenly, so that the flat shoulders were not compacted on the shoulders to damage the shoulder skull. Walk around the house.

I walked over for more than half a month, and only slowly adapted to my current life a few days ago.

No mobile phone, no computer, no network, all Chen Mijia edible vegetables, not much oil and water, not much salt, the taste is hard to swallow.

But this, according to the boy in the village, still lives a good life, the poor households in the village eat all the chaff!

Sleeping on a hard board, fortunately he had experience as a soldier, and such a bed could barely make up.

The thatched cottage is connected to the pigpen, and the smell is very touching. The **** is not wiped with a tissue paper. It is a relatively soft plant leaf. Every time I use it, I feel that the **** is not cleaned.

Fortunately, I lived in the countryside for a while when I was a child before crossing, and I can still help the housework of the farmer. Although the surrounding environment is dirty and messy, the embarrassment of being dismissed by the surrounding villagers can be avoided.

In the process of contacting the half-sized boy in the village and the uncle Qin who kept him, he also knew that it is now the late Qing Dynasty. This is a poor village below the Chancheng in Lingnan Province. There is a small town ten miles away. That's all there is to know.

When you come, let it be!

Lei Hu can only comfort himself so much. He was very weak when he just passed by. If it was not for the goodwill of his uncle Qin, he would faint on the side of the village leading to the town and rescue him, and take him home for cultivation. Lei Hu I'm afraid it's hard to survive.

"Ahu Ahu is not good, Qin Qinsan fell from the mountain!"

I just walked to the door of the adobe yard of Uncle Qin's house with the water, and I saw a good-looking middle-aged villager hurried over. His clothes pulled out a few holes and he couldn't help it. It was the village named Li. Three villagers.

Box when!

The wooden bucket filled with water fell to the ground, and Lei Hu was hesitant to dump the well water. He threw away his shoulders and rushed forward, grabbing Li San's arm, and anxiously; "What do you say, Li San Shu, Qin Uncle, what happened to him, fell off the mountain? "

"Yes, yes, the third son of Qin came from the mountain, fell off the mountain, you go quickly, go and see ..."

老 Li Sansan was panicked with sweat, his breath was out of breath, and he talked and pushed Sang Leihu over and over again.

"I'll go!"

Xun Leihu couldn't care much, and ran to the back of the mountain like an anxiety, and rushed to the back of the mountain. When he met the villagers on the road, he was too lazy to say hello.

I ran for three or four miles on the muddy trail in the countryside in a hurry, and the ankles that exposed the straw shoes were cut by the weeds and the branches were so painful that I could not care about it. I ran to the foot of the mountain and saw several villagers surrounded by them. It is Uncle Qin whose life and death are unknown!

"Uncle Qin, Uncle Qin, what happened to Uncle Qin?"

He pushed away the villagers who were on the road, and Lei Hu rushed to Uncle Qin, who had no idea of ​​life or death, with red eyes and uncomfortable hearts ...

Uncle Qin's condition was very bad at this time. There were many abrasions and falls on his face. The most serious thing was the shocking reflexed left hand. He was bleeding from the nose and nose if he was unconscious, or his chest was slightly undulating. , Far away did not really look at it and thought that Uncle Qin directly fell to death.

"Hurry up, why don't you go to town and ask Langzhong?"

Xun Leihu crouched down, carefully looked at the injuries on Uncle Qin, and could not help but scold.

Based on his shallow experience, Uncle Qin has injured the internal organs, so it is not easy to move lightly, otherwise it may cause secondary injuries.

At the moment, I can only squat on the ground and carefully observe the state of Uncle Qin, my heart is agitated like a fire.

The villager who was surrounded by him showed an embarrassing face, his eyes flickered and he did not dare to hum, even one who was willing to take the initiative to go to the town to ask Langzhong was absent.

I didn't hear the reaction of the villagers around me, and my heart was a little stunned. I glanced back at a few villagers and instantly understood their minds. Lei Hu sneered: "Don't worry about the diagnosis, there is a fat pig and several chickens and ducks , Enough to pay Lang Zhong's consultation! "

"I'm going to call someone, Sanwazi come with me!"

The two villagers who were around him hurriedly turned around and ran, shouting, "Ahu, we will soon invite the Langzhong in the town!"

The rest of the villagers breathed a sigh of relief, but still had shame and embarrassment on their faces.

They ca n’t do it. The family is too poor. Where can I get the money from Lang?

Lei Hu was too lazy to discuss with the villagers, and after a close observation, he found that several ribs on Uncle Qin's chest were broken. Fortunately, it did not directly affect the internal organs. He secretly sighed and hurried to call the two young villagers next to him, carefully. Uncle Qin's body was flat.

Sure enough, despite the unconscious sigh of uncle Qin, his weak and rapid breathing did not fluctuate.

There is so much I can do. Uncle Qin saw that he rolled down directly from the mountain. I don't know how much bones were broken on his body. How serious the injury was in the body, he could only ask a professional to do follow-up treatment.

Although I do n’t trust Lang Zhong in this era, only Shi Zhongli and Lang Zhong from the town can ask for it. I ca n’t go to the Zen city dozens of miles away. Uncle Qin ’s injury ca n’t wait that long.

Besides, Western medicine at this time is not necessarily comparable to traditional Chinese medicine. Before those antibiotics were invented, the level of western willingness would be the same.

Until it was discovered that Uncle Qin's breathing did not appear disordered or weakened, Thunder Tiger secretly breathed a sigh of relief, got up and looked back at a few older villagers, and asked in a cold voice: "What the **** is going on here, how did Uncle Qin get from the mountain? Fell off? "

This matter is full of strange things. Houshan is not steep, and there is a mountain road that villagers have stepped up and down for many years. Even the old peasants can be careful if they are careful.

Uncle Qin is in his forties and is considered an old man in the immediate environment, but his body is quite tough. Compared with the young people in the village in front of Thunder Tiger, it is not bad. He is also used to walking in the mountains. Even in the mountains and forests, you can do well.

When going out in the morning, when Uncle Qin greeted him with a loud voice, it didn't look like he was physically ill.

At a glance, when seeing the eyes of several villagers around him, his heart was short of breath and shortness of breath, Thunder Tiger's face sulked angrily; "What the **** is going on, say!"

In modern times, he has been a soldier and mixed with society, and has run business and transported. He has a wealth of social experience, but he is not a few honest villagers with little experience in the village. Comparable.

Sure enough, the remaining young and middle-aged men were glared at him, startled one by one, and hesitated to think that they were very distressed.

"Whhoo, still, let me talk, wow ..."

Waiting for several frightened middle-aged replies, Li San, who had previously passed the news to Lei Hu, ran out of breath, and he could not wipe his forehead and sweated, panting; "Qin Laosan accidentally stepped in Houshan Trap, that's how it fell off the mountain! "

"Trap, what trap?"

Que Leihu asked in a cold, urgent voice, but his heart was full of anger, and he almost exploded on the spot.

"Yes, a trap for trapping animals on a mountain road!"

When Li said this, Li San's face was a little weird, and there was a panic in the bottom of his eyes.

什么 "What, someone set a trap for trapping animals on the mountain road?"

Lei Hu suddenly exploded, glaring and roaring, "Which **** did such a wicked thing, who is it?"

At this moment, there was an impulse to kill in his heart. Nima was a bastard. If he knew who was setting up traps for trapping animals on the mountain road, he would have to abolish this.

However, when he looked at Li San and the villagers next to him with an expression of anger, he suddenly felt angry when he saw that their eyes flashed and wanted to speak but did not dare to say it.

"It seems, it seems the village chief's family, Asin made it!"

Li San's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he couldn't stand the cold and violent eyes of Thunder Tiger, and he opened his mouth.

"Is that **** of Qin Xin?"

The Lin Lin sofa made a low growl as if the beast was injured, and angry eyes swept through the other villagers. Seeing their silence, they acquiesced in Li San's statement, and the anger burst into their hearts. UU reading book www.uukanshu.com

He Qinxin certainly knew that the eldest son of the village chief, who was proficient in sampling and gambling, was a well-known rogue in the village and was recognized as a large tumor in the village.

The village chief's family was originally a small landlord, and relied on the convenience of Chancheng to do a small business. The days should have been quite nourishing. Unfortunately, a prodigal such as Qin Xin was born in the family, and a well-off rich family was turned into a poor middle peasant.

I also had Thunder Tiger crossing through for too short a time. I only saw this one a few times and there was no conflict. I didn't want this to be so abominable. Setting up a trap for trapping animals on Houshan Mountain Road is really an unknown bastard.

Uncle Qin glanced at Uncle Qin who was still unconscious and bloody. He had a murderous decision in his cold eyes.

It is important to treat Uncle Qin's injury at the moment. He can only forcibly suppress the anger in his heart first, and it is not too late to go to Qin Xin's **** when Zhen Shanglang arrives.

An hour later, the town's Langzhong hurried over and briefly checked the condition of Uncle Qin, then he said with a dignified face; "The condition is not very good, the bones of the injured internal organs have broken a lot and must be treated immediately. It would be better to send it to town, where the tools are more complete! "

Then go to town!

Lei Hu first asked Lang Zhong if he could move Uncle Qin's body. After receiving a positive answer from Lang Zhong, he immediately made a simple stretcher with the help of the villagers, and then asked the villagers to take the untreated Qin Shu to the town first. He returned to Uncle Qin's house to catch up with some consultation money.

Whether it was a villager who helped, or Lang Zhong, who was rushing to sweat in a hurry, all sighed secretly, and did not dare to leave first.

Xun Leihu was so heavy-hearted that he was too lazy to care about the 'reality' of these people. Hurrying back to Uncle Qin's house, he saw a horrible scene that made him stunned ...