Jiang Yi kicked me into the lake with great force. I couldn't feel any pain, but my whole body had already fallen into the lake.
The blood coming out of my body has dyed the surrounding lake red, but I am falling rapidly... I know very well that I am not dead yet, but the situation cannot be worse, and I am not two steps away from death. .
The power of Jiang Yi's kick dissipated, and the buoyancy of the water finally came into play. When I had no strength to struggle or make any movements, he slowly lifted me up and floated on the lake, slowly following the fluctuations of the lake. Slowly drifting away...
I was extremely hypoxic and my body was in severe pain, but all of this became blurry as the brain's self-protection turned on.
I felt Silly Tiger's roar. My last thought was Silly Tiger, don't move, you will die... Then my consciousness became blurred and I fell into deep darkness. At that time, I couldn't tell whether I was in a coma or not. Still in a dying state.
At that time, I vaguely remembered that I had a long dream. In the dream, there was a fog. I kept walking. I kept thinking, after seeing so many ghosts, how could I still be afraid of death? But if there is reincarnation and I forget everything about this life, I will be sad.
There is no end in sight in the fog, and this thought has always been with me, making me sad to the extreme. I can't help but want to cry. I don't want to forget Ruxue, I don't want to forget my relatives and friends, and I don't want to forget my master. ...
And as I thought about it, I really cried, and then I opened my eyes all of a sudden.
In the blur, I saw the bright moon in the sky, and then I saw Uncle Zheng's face. The severe pain in my body came again, stimulating my thinking. I only had one thought, am I not dead yet
Then I felt a bitter taste coming from under the tip of my tongue. I knew it was the taste of fine wild ginseng. When I was a child, when my master was still able to bring out precious medicinal herbs, I also ate wild ginseng, so it tasted like wild ginseng. I know the taste... .
And usage like this has only one purpose, and that is to hang yourself!
"Don't move, don't move, but don't sleep, don't sleep." In the blur, Uncle Zheng's voice came to my ears, calling me urgently.
My mind was full of chaos. I wanted to say something to Uncle Zheng, but I didn’t have the strength to say anything. I could only listen to Uncle Zheng’s words and try my best to keep my eyes open. If there was a possibility of survival, who would want to die
But the temperature of my body is disappearing rapidly, but there is another kind of wonderful warmth surrounding me, and there is another thought that keeps confusing me. Is it no longer painful when I sleep
"Chengyi, you can't sleep. Think about the person or thing in this world that makes you miss the most. Think about your regrets. You must not sleep. It will be over if you sleep." There was something in Uncle Zheng's voice. anxious.
I felt that he had taken off my wet clothes and was wiping my wounds. Then he sprinkled some powder on it and bandaged me... I tried hard to think about Master and the world. I missed everything, tried hard to keep my consciousness clear, and let Uncle Zheng handle everything.
I felt that the position I was in at this time was on the long reef where I had fought, but I didn’t know what was happening on Jiang Yi’s side, and I didn’t have the ability to turn around and see... I remembered. I should have hated him, but strangely, I couldn't.
Just because my mind is still clear at this moment due to the strong soul, I wonder if Jiang Yi really wanted to kill me, he could just blow my head off, or shoot me directly from behind, from such a close distance , you don’t have to worry about missing my vital point, why are you nagging me
Didn't a few shots kill me? Why does Uncle Zheng appear here again
All of this made me unable to hate Jiang Yi. Instead, I thought of him and began to analyze. My vague will gradually became clear, and the pain became clearer.
"Fortunately, a strong soul means that the soul's will is strong. The yang will not be separated from the yin due to the weakness of the body, and the gods will not be able to save it." Uncle Zheng said while busy, looking at My eyes gradually became clearer, and he couldn't help but feel happy, so he sighed.
"Regardless of your physical condition, how much did Jiang Lizhun love you when you were a child? How much money did you spend to sustain such a serious injury? However, the attack was really cruel. I am afraid that this attack will damage the vitality of the body. In the future, your master will I'm afraid the foundation you have laid is gone, so I can only make up for it slowly and practice slowly, but in today's world, it is not easy to make up for it?" Uncle Zheng seemed a little wordy, but I knew he was doing it for my own good. Seeing that I was gradually waking up, he tried to talk to me more to keep me in this state.
I weakly wanted to give Uncle Zheng a smile in response, but found that this usually very simple thing was so difficult for me to do now, so I had no choice but to give up.
But what Uncle Zheng said just now made me feel uncomfortable. How is my health? In fact, I can only say that it is average. What happened to me when I was a child almost made me unable to survive. Later, it was Master who saved me and allowed me to grow up healthily.
After arriving at Zhulin Xiaozhu, Master said, despite my big size, in fact, the experiences I experienced when I was a child depleted my body's vitality, and I have to replenish it... and then...
My mind was wandering, and I remembered the small bamboo forest house at that time... The pot making medicinal soup was making a "dong-gu-dong" sound every night, and I soaked comfortably in the fragrant soup every night, with the master next to me. Smoking cigarettes...
The years are hard to turn back, but my heart is very warm. It was night after night that gave me a good physical foundation to cope with the current situation, right? Master may not have thought that the things I have done over time to ensure the smoothness of my practice in those years have now become the biggest reason for my survival.
There is no concept of time in my memories, and I didn’t hear clearly what Uncle Zheng was saying. I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of a paddle breaking through the water came, and I woke up from my thoughts. God, I found a ship approaching us quickly.
"Don't worry, we are one of our own." Uncle Zheng comforted me.
In fact, even if he didn't say it, I could recognize it. That boat was one of the two boats unique to Hu Village. Uncle Zheng was here, so naturally the boat that appeared here should belong to him.
The boat quickly docked and stayed at the location where the ferryman had parked the boat. Two people jumped out of the boat, quickly tied the boat, and then ran towards this side. I am familiar with both of them. One is Monsoon, and the other is also the same person that day. The people who entered the lake with us.
"Oh my god, how did Chengyi end up like this?" Ji Feng arrived first and exclaimed when he saw my appearance. I saw real worry and sadness in his eyes. This man is really good.
The same was true for the other person. Faced with their attitude, Uncle Zheng shouted, and then said: "Don't ask anything, carry him to the boat, hurry up, although I simply helped him stop the bleeding, But he won’t last long.”
How could Ji Feng and the others dare to neglect me? They quickly lifted me up and carefully lifted me onto the boat.
Although they were extremely careful during this process, I almost fainted without pain. When we got to the boat, they almost covered me with their clothes to avoid the cold, and the monsoon wind even pulled down half of the boat canopy.
"Chengyi, I know you have a lot of problems now, but just hold on a little longer until the boat docks." Uncle Zheng said to me, while Ji Feng was rowing hard over there.
I agreed with my eyes. According to my current situation, even if I was told everything, I couldn't think about it in a very specific way. Although my thinking was very clear, my spirit gradually began to fail again.
Uncle Zheng tried his best to talk to me, funny things, magical things, scary things, in short, he kept talking about everything that could stimulate my emotions. In order to maintain the fastest speed, Ji Feng and another man, Rowing alternately from time to time.
I am very grateful to these kind people in Hucun, but I cannot express my gratitude at this moment.
As time went by, the situation became worse and worse. I gradually had no reaction to Uncle Zheng's words, and my perception of the outside world became slower and slower. Apart from knowing that I was still awake, my thinking began to become blurry. I even felt like I was floating several times.
I heard Uncle Zheng sadly saying to Ji Feng: "If it doesn't work, just use a secret method to forcibly lock the soul. It can delay it for a while."
Ji Feng almost roared: "If your body fails, the soul lock will not last long!"
"If we can still save him, I can buy some time." Uncle Zheng's voice became deeper and deeper.
"Tell Chengyi to hold on. I must hold on. We are almost there. We can even see the shore." The monsoon was almost roaring.
Hold on? Although I can no longer think about what they said, I understand and hold on... hold on!