Qin Hao felt feverish all over his body, as if someone had stabbed him several times in the abdomen, his breathing was involved in the wound, and he was in so much pain.

His throat was dry and smoked, he woke up and fell into a coma, and after lying down for an unknown amount of time, his heavy eyelids finally lifted.

It took a few minutes to react before remembering that I had been shot.

Didn't die? !

Didn't he hurt the key parts or did He Huan find someone to save him?

Qin Hao's eyeballs moved, and what he saw was a coffee table with a plate of fruit on it.

This is the living room in space.

He really didn't die, and entered the space safely.

In his own territory, Qin Hao breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the joy of surviving a catastrophe.

The evening flight should be late, so let's treat the wound first.

Qin Hao slowly got up, leaned back against the sofa, took off all his clothes with difficulty, and reached for the wound on his abdomen with his hands.

No warhead was found.

He touched his waist again, but his body was not shot through.

The wound was clean and the bleeding had stopped.

Although the state of the wound was very strange, Qin Hao was not too surprised. After all, he accepted the existence of such a heaven-defying space.

The villa has its own family medical kit, which has inexhaustible anti-inflammatory drugs and bandages.

Qin Hao fetched a medical kit and sprinkled large quantities of anti-inflammatory drugs on the wound. The pain came short and quick. Qin Hao's muscles were stretched and his veins burst out.

Enduring the severe pain and tying himself into a rice dumpling with a bandage, Qin Hao was panting tiredly and kept panting.

After a while, I struggled to get up again, moved to the kitchen to get a bottle of water, and took anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing capsules.

After tidying up the wound, he lost a lot of energy, so Qin Hao took out the food he had prepared earlier, and devoured it for a long time.

Finally feel alive.

Qin Hao was not in a hurry to get out of the space and go back to the dormitory. First of all, he didn't have the energy to figure out why he suddenly disappeared and why he appeared with bandages.

Secondly, the physical condition is very weak, so it is better to stay in the space for a few more days, and then go back when it is almost recovered.

It's just that the family must be worried.

Time stands still in the space, Qin Hao sleeps after eating, and eats after sleeping, thinking about changing the medicine.

I don't know if the anti-inflammatory drugs in the space are effective or Qin Hao's physical fitness is exceptionally good. It feels like Qin Hao can stand up and walk around without sleeping a few times.

It's time to go out, Qin Hao thought of an excuse, and went out of the space, but unexpectedly, he didn't return to the original way.

Qin Hao looked at the forest in front of him inexplicably, and went back and forth several times, but it was still the forest.

Now that the matter has come to this, Qin Hao decided to look around, find someone first, and always find the way.

Slowly walking down the mountain, the more I walked, the more I felt something was wrong.

This can't be country M. The air in country M is not so fresh. Even if there are forests, there will be a layer of dust on the leaves. It won't be like the verdant vegetation here.

I randomly found a branch for support, met some pheasants and rabbits along the road, and walked for more than half an hour before I saw the small village at the bottom of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain is a large area of ​​farmland, which is full of rice. It is golden and it is the harvest season.

There were a lot of people working in the field, and even a calm person like Qin Hao couldn't calm down when he got a little closer. Everyone in the field had a bag on their head and looked like an ancient man.

Where did this willful space lead him? Qin Hao began to suspect that he would not be able to return to Huaguo.

When I was shot, I thought I was going to die, but I didn't die, so I went home full of hope, and now it seems that I can't go back to Huaguo.

This feeling of being lost and found and lost is really frustrating.

Before Qin Hao could figure out what to do, he saw three people rushing towards the mountain with three children in their arms.

While running, he looked back from time to time, looking furtive.

What's even more strange is that the way the three of them hugged the child was very rough, like an anti-cargo bag, completely ignoring whether the child would be injured.

The children didn't seem to feel the pain, they didn't move, only their young hands and feet dangled in the air and swayed occasionally.

Qin Hao looked at them from far to near, and saw clearly the appearance of these three men. Their eyes were rogue, their eyes were erratic, and they were not good people at first glance.

One of them had a scar on his face, stretching from the right side of his mouth to his ear, and was the head of the three.

"Boss, it's developed. With these three and the four on the carriage, we caught seven small fish. We will hand them over to the boat at Fucheng Wharf tomorrow. It will cost you 35 taels of silver."

The shortest man of the three spoke obsequiously to Scarface.

"As long as you follow me honestly, you will be good."

Scarface was also very excited. People in the village were busy harvesting crops these days, and there was no one to take care of the children at home.

The three of them drove the carriage around several villages, parked the carriage at the entrance of each village, entered the village to look for targets, and stole seven children very easily.

The place where Qin Hao stood was on a higher ground, and thatched grass covered most of his body.

He looked down clearly, but the three people below didn't expect that they had been discovered, and ran towards him cheerfully.

The thing Qin Hao hates the most in his life is kidnapping and selling children. If he doesn't break the legs of these three grandchildren today, he won't be named Qin.

Qin Hao weighed the branch in his hand, it was quite strong and very suitable for hitting people.

When the three of them ran within three feet, Qin Hao slowly walked out from the thatch, and blocked the way of the three with branches across the tree.

The three of them suddenly saw a man appearing in front of them, taller than them, with weird short hair and strange clothes, they were shocked.

But soon, Scarface found that the other party was alone, so he stared at Qin Hao viciously: "Get out of here, I will beat you to death!"

"Put down the children, I won't beat you to death!"

The three looked at the stubble in front of them, glanced at each other, threw the child to the side of the road, each drew a knife from his waist, and surrounded him.

Qin Hao shouted angrily in the direction of the rice field: "Come on, someone stole the child! Come on, someone stole the child!"

The three of them paused for a moment. The short one was a little worried that the villagers would come and they would not be able to leave, so he timidly glanced at Scar.

"Boss, let's forget about it, we don't want these three."

The other one also became nervous, and echoed the short one: "Boss, let's withdraw."

"Who is I afraid of, two cowards, what are you afraid of, the three of us, he alone, when the villagers come over, we have already killed him, and tomorrow I will get the silver and go to the small bamboo building to drink flowers and wine at night, think about Yinzi and brother Son, give it to me!"

Scarface rushed towards Qin Hao first, and the two behind him also stabbed at Qin Hao.

Qin Hao slowly picked up the wooden stick, and beat the three of them like a whack-a-mole. The knife fell to the ground, and the three of them were also beaten by the mighty wooden stick, crying for their father and mother.

"Master, we don't know Mount Tai with our eyes."

"Master, let me go, I dare not."

"Master, Scar asked me to do it, it's none of my business, it hurts so much, I'm going to die."

The three of them were like dead dogs, lying on the ground and begging for mercy, but Qin Hao didn't stop. This kind of outrageous and unreasonable bad guy would commit another crime if he didn't become crippled.

In the farmland, Xu Yi and Xu Wei are harvesting rice. The harvest of the four acres of land in the family is the hope of the family of three for a year. They must be harvested and dried as soon as possible while the weather is fine.

In the past few days, the two brothers have been working at sunrise and returning at sunset. They have been working in full swing for four days.

"Brother, someone seems to be shouting over there." Xu Wei stood up and looked curiously at the side of the mountain. Some people had already stood up in the farmland.

"Brother, it's not good, it seems that someone stole the child."

"It's broken, Xiaoshan is at home alone." Xu Yi also stood up and saw the people in the farmland starting to rush down the mountain with sickles.

Xiaoshan is only five years old, too young, and has been watching the sun-dried millet at home these days.

"Xiaoyou, go home and see if Xiaoshan is at home. I'll go down the mountain to help."

"Okay, brother, be careful, I'll go over right after I finish watching Xiaoshan." Xu Wei turned around and ran home.

Everyone in the farmland was holding a sickle, trying to catch the thief who stole the child, and those who had children at home were even more furious.

"Heavenly bastard, you are not afraid of being struck by lightning if you do such an outrageous thing."

When a group of people rushed over, they saw three children lying quietly on the side of the road, and a strange person was unilaterally beating the people on the ground.

Seeing the villagers arriving, Qin Hao stopped.

"Let's see whose child it is. It should be unconscious. Send it to treatment immediately." The child lying on the side of the road was instantly surrounded by adults.

Xu Yi also squeezed in to have a look, her little Shan was lying quietly on the ground, her face and body were dirty, and there was a bloodstain on her forehead.

She rushed over and hugged him into her arms, tears streaming down her face.

Xu Yi kept patting the child's little face and calling his name.

"Strong baby, you are going to scare father to death, strong baby, my poor baby."

"Ah, Hu Zi, wake up quickly, Ah Mo's little baby born in October."

The other two children were also hugged by relatives in front of their chests. When the other people saw that they were not their own children, they breathed a sigh of relief, but they kept talking about committing crimes and wanting to kill the thief who stole the children.

Qin Hao looked at the elder brother and younger brother who were holding the three children, and a little weird came to his heart. They were all men, the family members of the three children were men, and so were the others.

Especially when an uncle said that he gave birth to a tiger cub, Qin Hao's face was a little cracked, and he felt that he might have entered a magical world.

Out of the crowd came a sturdy man in his fifties, with a dark complexion, and looked capable.

He raised his hand towards Qin Hao: "I am Xu Zheng, the village head of Xujia Village. I would like to thank the martyrs for their help. Our Xujia Village is very grateful."

"It's nothing more than a little effort. You are welcome. There are four children captured from other villages in the carriage at the entrance of the village. Please ask the village chief to contact their families and send them to the medical hall for treatment."

"These three people have to be sent to the Yamen to report the case."

Qin Hao thought about the saying that there were no hospitals in ancient times, and changed his name when he said it.

"Please don't worry, the martyrs. I will immediately drive the carriage over, and find two ox carts to take the child and the prisoner to the county seat."

The village head called a few strong villagers to arrange the conversation.

"Except for Xu Shan, Zhuang Wa, and Hu Zi's family, everyone else is gone, and they still need to be harvested."

The village head waved to the villagers, and the villagers left in twos and threes.

"Righteous man, please come home with me and have a good drink at night."

Qin Hao felt dizzy for a while, the words of the village chief seemed to float from a far away place, the wound collapsed, Qin Hao thought silently before he fell into a coma.

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