Snow Float

Fu Shaotang walked forward quickly, and saw a group of people in front of him pointing around a place, sometimes mixed with the sound of gasping and sighing.He had a faint premonition in his heart, and when he raised his head, he saw an extremely tragic scene.

It was clearly the boy from yesterday, but he no longer looked forward with his eyes looking forward.His feet were tied, and he was hung upside down from a tree branch by a hemp rope. His eyes were closed, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.A head of long hair hung down scatteredly, and the end fell into the dust, lifeless.The clothes covering the body were pulled to pieces, revealing the pale skin underneath, covered with shocking scars.The young man's body and flesh were no longer intact, his whole body was covered with hideous bloodstains, and the flesh and blood from the scabbed wounds were muddy in the rough cloth, sticking together in one place.

Although there were a lot of advice from the surrounding people, no one went to put the boy down and let him hang upside down from the tree.

Fu Shaotang's heart was full of anger, and he strode forward. Everywhere he went, everyone retreated. When he reached the front, he saw four large characters written in blood on the ground: "Whoever releases without permission will die."Bloody and glaring, fangs and claws rushed towards the face, a bloody warning.

It's no wonder that although there are many people giving pointers, no one dares to act. It's just that everyone is afraid of revenge from the person behind the scenes. This young man who doesn't know his life or death is the best example!

The young man still heard every word and every word, and asked him for help, but he turned him away.

My heart is a little astringent.Everyone saw a cold light flash in front of their eyes, and the rope on the tree was cut suddenly, and the young man who was hanging upside down suddenly fell down. Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, he was embraced by one person!

Fu Shaotang picked up the stone and split the rope, saw the four blood characters on the ground for a moment, smiled coldly, and with all his strength, immediately turned the piece of water-milled bluestone into powder, and there was no sound.Regardless of everyone's reaction, he hurried back to the house with the boy in his arms and put him on the bed.At this time, the young man's aura was weak and intermittent, and he was afraid that he would be hooked by Black and White Wuchang to report to the Palace of the King of Hell in the next moment.

He stretched out his hand to catch the youth's meridian, and probed into the true energy like a stone sinking into the sea, without half a response.This person is weak in spirit and body, and his meridians are also extremely fragile.Fu Shaotang didn't dare to inject too much zhenqi, for fear of hurting the young man's heart veins, so he condensed his zhenqi into a thin strand, which walked like a gossamer along the blood vessels.

He had doubts before, whether this young man was hiding something, but now all doubts were dispelled, because this young man was really weak, and his true energy was turned around, only to find that his dantian was empty, I can't hide half of my true spirit.

The young man's pulse gradually strengthened, and Fu Shaotang knew that there was no serious problem inside him, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.However, at the beginning, his eyes were closed tightly, no life was visible, now he is gradually coming back to life, his brows are furrowed again, as if he has endured a lot of pain, only his face is pale, same as before.

Fu Shaotang stared at his bloodless face under the lamp, and sighed softly.Rolling up his sleeves, he wanted to remove the tattered clothes on the young man's body. His flesh and blood stuck to the tattered clothes, and it was impossible to remove them quietly.Fu Shaotang gathered the pure yang in the palm of his hand, put it on the boy's clothes and warmed it up, and only tore it off when it softened a little.

He seemed to be in severe pain, some beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, flowed into the pillow cover along his temple hair, his lips moved, and he couldn't stop talking nonsense.Fu Shaotang heard it vaguely at first, but later realized that what the young man murmured turned out to be a person's name.

"Huaiyi... Huaiyi..."

He froze for a moment and searched in his mind, but he had never heard of a person with this name in Jianghu.

But what about Huai Yi and what does it have to do with him?

Fu Shaotang stopped indifferently, and quickly tore off the boy's clothes.There was a light knock on the door, and the hot water ordered earlier was finally served at this moment.He went out of the house to get hot water, wiped the young man's body with a clean cloth, then scalded the short dagger "Gu Guang", and cut it towards the young man's wound.

Last night, the boy was drenched in the rain, and the cold air entered his body, and he suffered this whipping again today, he really deserves a serious illness.Su Muqiu's soft whip is not a special thing, it is made by soaking in several kinds of potions secretly prepared by Xiaojinghu. When it is hit on a person, the potion will also seep into the skin.Fu Shaotang reckoned that the young man had been beaten up to now, at least half a day later, but the wound had festered and turned black.

He is only proficient in medicine, so it is too difficult for him to identify what kind of poison this young man has suffered, so he can only use a dagger to remove all the flesh and blood from the wound.How painful it must be to gouge out flesh and bones, but with one cut, the young man's body suddenly trembled, and he couldn't stop struggling on the bed.

His body was weak, and his blood was severely damaged. Fu Shaotang didn't dare to tap the acupuncture points, so he could only rely on his own strength to force him down.Even though he has a strong cultivation base, he is quite tired after dealing with it.The boy couldn't stop struggling at first, but then the pain became severe, two lines of tears rolled down his face, and he murmured, repeating those two words over and over: "Huaiyi, Huaiyi..."

Fu Shaotang assumed that he hadn't heard anything, took out the wound medicine he had brought, and bandaged the young man's wound with a clean cloth.After all this busy work, the sky in the east has already turned pale.He rested by the window for a while, then called the waiter, and said a few prescriptions, all of which had the effect of clearing away heat and reducing inflammation.

Mingyue Tower has been famous for a long time, he is not afraid that Xiao Er will not do his best, but he would not see the medicine bowl when Xiao Er returns, only two wars.

It turned out that someone who bought it yesterday actually bought all the main ingredients in the prescription. Xiaoer ran all over the city, but there was nowhere to buy them in the big city, so he only bought some auxiliary medicines, but There is no benefit in juvenile injury.

Fu Shaotang let Xiao Er go down with a serious face, there was still something he didn't understand in his heart!

Never expected that Su Muqiu would be so ruthless that he wouldn't give this young man a chance to survive!If he hadn't acted himself, even if the young man was still alive when he was put down, he would have lost his life if he delayed again and again!

The Su family in Xiaojinghu has always been famous for their medical skills, but Su Muqiu used it to commit crimes.He has always been ashamed to be bullying and bullying the weak, and he does not like to commit crimes recklessly. Up to now, Fu Shaotang's hatred for Su Muqiu has been overwhelming, and he even dislikes the future Xiaojinghu a little bit more.

The young man still had a high fever, but Fu Shaotang had nothing to do.What he cultivates is the true qi of the pure yang channel, which imitates the westerly wind in the desert and the scorching sun in the vast sea, which is the most blazing and scorching.If you want to take a sigh of relief for this young man, this body of pure yang and true energy is more than capable, but it is tantamount to a fairy tale to relieve the young man's fever.

Fu Shaotang had no choice but to ask Xiaoer to bring a jar of strong wine, soak a cloth towel and put it on the young man's forehead, and kept wiping his body and sweat for him.

There is only so much he can do, as for whether the boy can survive, it depends on his own good fortune.

The room was dark and bright, and gradually dimmed again.Fu Shaotang sat at the table and ate the meal brought by Xiao Er, but he felt that the taste was not as good as the previous morning.He thought to himself that the level of cooks in Mingyue Building was also different, so he didn't care too much. After he relieved his hunger, he went to see the boy again.

The boy's condition gradually stabilized, and after Fu Shaotang finished eating, his forehead finally stopped burning.Fu Shaotang heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that the young man had finally survived, looking away, he saw that his fists were tightly closed, as if he was holding something.

He hesitated for a moment, finally lowered his head, and saw some jet black between the young man's fingers, and he didn't know how he felt for a moment.

He visited Canglu alone with one sword, and he saw and learned a lot, and he had never done anything like this.If someone said a day ago that he would patiently take care of a stranger, I'm afraid I would have sneered and raised my sword, but now I have really taken care of this boy for a whole day.

He has sent people to Hades for a long time, but he has never done the thing of snatching people from Hades' hands before, which is a bit novel to him.This young man is so weak, he is sure that he has never seen it before, but he doesn't know where he came from, and he must follow him.

Look at the young man's plain face for a while, but there is no result.Fu Shaotang stopped disturbing himself, spread out the quilt, closed his clothes and rested on the long couch in the house.

He originally thought that Su Muqiu would definitely come to provoke him, so he didn't dare to rest before, but when Xiao Er delivered the meal, he told him that Fang had already left the city in vain, and Su Muqiu also followed.Fu Shaotang started to be busy last night, and he didn't close his eyes all day and all night. At this moment, he felt sleepy and slept very deeply.

He hasn't dreamed for a long time, but at this moment the old things are entering his dream.In a trance, I had a little success in learning swords in Yuanshan Jueyu in Beimo, so I bid farewell to my master and went to Nanhuang, wanting to get stones to forge swords.Passing through Donglai, turning to Nanhuang, after several days of hard work, I finally got what I wanted; it was as if the sea was raging, the wind and thunder were blowing, and I was robbed and killed by others, and finally I tried my best to escape the tight encirclement.

The body floats up and down, as if floating in the sea, as if the consciousness will leave the body in the next moment.Suddenly, a pair of eyes turned around, as if covered by several layers of clouds, unable to see the look behind the fog, but the man's thoughts pierced through the barriers, pierced directly into his eyes, pulled him forcefully, and got rid of the fog. .

Fu Shaotang was startled suddenly, he suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, but saw a person kneeling in front of the couch, leaning forward and looking at him.The two could smell their noses, and they were very close.That young man's eyes were extremely bright, so transparent that they seemed to reflect the light of the stars.

"you……"

Seeing him wake up, the young man was startled, but he still knelt on the spot and quickly lowered his head: "Mr. Fu."

He looked so panicked, lonely and helpless, he lowered his head and covered his pupils again.Fu Shaotang was startled, and almost connected him with the pair of misty pupils in the dream, but when he woke up, he felt that he was extremely absurd.The owner of the misty pupils was able to rescue himself from the turbulent sea, obviously his cultivation was advanced, not to mention that the two are obsessed and transparent, the former should still be an innate spirit, and there is no half similarity at all.

"you're awake?"

The young man nodded.A pair of eyes looked at him quietly, three parts happy and three parts grateful, and there were many unclear meanings.

Fu Shaotang frowned slightly, and saw the young man step back a little, and solemnly kowtowed three times to him: "...My lord's kindness, I will never forget it in my life, and I will repay my great kindness with a grass ring."

He was really impatient with this set of rhetoric, and for a moment he just felt that the boy was not as well-behaved as when he was in a coma, but if the boy is still in a coma at this moment, I'm afraid he will have even more headaches.

"Why don't you hide?"

"...It's a disaster that can't be avoided."

Fu Shaotang was at a loss for words for a while, thinking about the young man's previous words, and recalling the embarrassment of the day before, he finally sighed: "I saved you once, but I can't save you the second time."

Unexpectedly, the young man looked up at him quickly, then lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "...Young Master Fu, have you forgotten that you have saved me more than once."

Fu Shaotang was suffocated when he heard the words, thinking of the lotus seed pinched in the young man's hand, he had nothing to say for a moment.

Since entering the Mingyue Tower, in just two days, he saved the other party's life twice, which is really unexpected.

"There are only three things."

The young man smiled strangely, but Fu Shaotang couldn't see what he meant.If he hadn't heard the intention of refusal, he kowtowed to him again and said: "But I also know that the kindness of a drop of water is repaid by the spring... Besides, my son, you are more than a life-saving favor to me! Serve you by your side in return for your kindness."

Seeing that Fu Shaotang was about to speak, he took a step forward and said, "Yutangchun, Canglangshui... I will definitely get it for you, please allow me a little more time, and let me stay by your side for the time being."

"Up to the mountain of knives, down to the sea of ​​fire?"

"I will go through fire and water, and I will die!"