Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms

  Chapter 32 One Horse Pingchuan, Going Well

  Cheng Ling controlled two horses and left the city gate of Lu County.

   At this time, the moonlight has not yet come out, and the biggest light in the city is the fire from Cheng Ling.

  Cheng Ling couldn't help but look back at the city in the dark.

No one came to chase Cheng Ling, but she vaguely heard someone shouting: "Let's go! It's all gone, let's escape! The surnamed Kang is dead, we might as well consider ourselves dead, if we go back Being targeted by Concubine Kang, can we have good fruit to eat?"

   "No, don't worry, then, that evil star is still outside, wait for him to go far..."

   It sounds like those people are afraid that Cheng Ling will ambush them outside the city?

   Are you saying this is ridiculous? Cheng Ling is only one person!

  Cheng Ling's mouth twitched slightly, but he couldn't smile.

   If the pain in her left shoulder blade was not a reminder to her, she would probably lie in ambush and harvest those beasts again, killing as many as she could.

   But the injury on the back shoulder made her clearly realize that she is also flesh and blood, and the reckless consequences are likely to take her life into it.

   Don’t be greedy for merit, just leave!

   Cheng Ling hit the horses, the hooves roared, and flew away in the night.

   Her heart is still in Lu County. She is grateful, doubtful, and even more fascinated by the archery master who rescued him just now.

   Cheng Ling envied nothing else, it was the man's light-hearted lifting skills!

   To be honest, it’s kind of magical.

   The kind of leaping and vertical kung fu is like the Qinggong that Cheng Ling watched on TV in his previous life - the kind that needs to hang Weiya.

  Cheng Ling also practiced martial arts in his previous life, but Qinggong in Chinese martial arts did not go beyond the limits of the human body, nor did it violate physical common sense.

   At least a slight jump, like flying, jumping five or six feet away, as far as Cheng Ling knows, no martial arts master can do it.

   In addition to her fascination, she was secretly excited: Are there many masters like that in this world? Is the upper limit of people much higher than she can think?

   Crossing the river with a reed, smashing the monument and breaking the stone, lingering waves and micro-stepping, transforming gas into wind…

   Can these be achieved as well?

  The world is too big, she sees too little and knows too little, and she still has to learn!

Cheng Ling was even more looking forward to the collected materials in the collection space. After leaving the city, he ran to the east again. Looking back, he could no longer see the outline of Lu County, so Cheng Ling stopped his horse. .

   The two horses have been skillfully controlled by her, and they are very obedient.

   After Cheng Lingkong stopped the horse, he looked around carefully.

   She has come to the foot of Pingming Mountain again. Through the sparse starlight, she can see more blue shadows of the mountains in the distance. The vegetation is lush nearby, and there are insects chirping and chirping.

  The smell in the air is damp and stuffy, maybe there will be a rain anytime.

  Cheng Ling did not dare to delay, and quickly controlled the two horses to the side of the road, chose a slightly concave part of the mountain for shelter, and then took a rope and tied the two horses to a tree on the side of the concave mountain.

   The wound was so uncomfortable, Cheng Ling pulled the clothes off his shoulders and started to deal with it.

   She turned her head as hard as she could, her vision was a bit blind, she couldn't see the full picture of the wound on her left shoulder blade, but she could smell the blood, and when the clothes were pulled apart, it was painful.

  Cheng Ling gritted his teeth, unscrewed a bottle of hydrogen peroxide, and poured it directly on the wound.

  The hydrogen peroxide came into contact with the opened flesh and blood, and a burst of tumbling bubbles suddenly appeared, which was so exciting that Cheng Ling barely screamed.

   She used up most of the hydrogen peroxide in the bottle, then put the bottle back into the backpack space, and then poured iodophor on the wound, and finally sprinkled it with Yunnan Baiyao powder and put on a large medical dressing.

   After quickly treating the wound, Cheng Ling's clothes were also stained with potions and blood, so that he could hardly wear them anymore.

  These clothes are too dirty. She is injured now. If she wears dirty clothes again, Cheng Ling is really afraid of infection.

   She couldn't bear it any longer, and confirmed once again that there was no one around, so she released the tent.

  Cheng Ling quickly set up this modern single-person tent, got into the tent and took off all the tattered tops.

  There are wet wipes in the backpack space. Cheng Ling took out the wet wipes and a bottle of mineral water, and wiped the dirty upper body with this bottle of water. There is no condition for taking a bath, so I can only wipe it first.

During the    process, Cheng Ling didn't turn on the lights, but with the shimmering light in nature and the touch of his hand, Cheng Ling could clearly feel the flatness of his chest.

   Although the little girl is not short, she has not developed at all.

   This is probably an important reason why she can disguise herself as a man without being suspected at all.

  Cheng Ling has the memory of the original owner, and knowing that he has not even had his menarche yet, he feels slightly relieved for a while.

  In this condition, all the female characteristics are burdensome to her. If she grows later, she grows later. As for the future, we will talk about it later.

  After wiping his upper body, Cheng Ling took out a sports vest from the backpack space, and then took out a pure white long-sleeved T-shirt and put it on.

   She also has a spare set of mountaineering clothes in her backpack space, but this is too conspicuous, so she won't take it out and wear it.

  After packing up his upper body, Cheng Ling took off his dirty trousers and also cleaned and scrubbed.

   Maintaining hygiene can reduce the breeding of diseases. Cheng Ling warned himself: I am not hypocritical, I am preventing diseases.

   scrubbed clean, she changed into the **** in the backpack space.

  In the backpack space, there are two sets of underwear she has organized in modern times. After Cheng Ling put it on, he put on a pair of half sports leggings for himself. In the end, he gritted his teeth and put on the dirty outer pants again.

   As for the ragged outer clothes that had been thrown on the ground earlier, Cheng Ling washed the place stained with blood and potion hastily, then wringed it hard, and finally put it back on.

   In this way, one and a half bottles of mineral water were consumed, and there was only half a bottle of mineral water left in her backpack space.

  Cheng Ling retracted the tent and counted the hours.

The    time should be coming soon. After twelve o'clock, the mineral water consumed by her in this way does not know whether it will be refreshed again?

  If she can, then she will be more confident when she uses these materials.

   In the second half of the night, when the moonlight came out of the sky, Cheng Ling will rush back to the temporary camp set up by Mu Sanniang and others in Pingmingshan.

   At this time, Cheng Ling had already counted all the supplies.

   First of all, I made it clear that the materials from the modern backpack that she had consumed were basically regenerated!

  Iodophor has decreased, and Yunnan Baiyao has less medicinal powder. This part should be consumed by Shi Hong, and the backpack will not be regenerated.

   And mineral water — interesting in that regard.

   One bottle of mineral water has been regenerated, and half of the bottle has not been regenerated.

   What does this mean?

  Cheng Ling thought for a while before realizing it: half a bottle of mineral water is used for laundry, so...the water used for laundry is not renewable?

   Those who scrub the body can regenerate, but those who wash the clothes can't regenerate... Cheng Ling was really dumbfounded for a while.

  Should she praise herself in this space: So shrewd?

   (end of this chapter)