Mountains and rivers hand in hand, smile for you

There are four countries in the world, and Chu Shangqiao is a hundred miles away.

Baili is the leader, followed by Chu, after the commercial residence, Qiao is the last.

Shang Ji, Emperor Shang, the youngest emperor among the Four Kingdoms, is famous for his talent and beauty.

Ten years ago, Jing Huan was ten years old. In order to study medicine, he left home and father, and lived in seclusion in a small forest with his master.

His master is a famous medicine ghost in the world, known as the ghost doctor ghost hand.He often lives in seclusion in the world, and because he has been friends with his father for many years, he was entrusted to the hands of ghosts.The ghost hand is usually very strict with Jing Huan, because of Jing Huan's special status, he tried every means to train Jing Huan to have a body that is invulnerable to all poisons.As a result, Jing Huan spent almost half of the time every day soaked in poisonous water.In the late afternoon, I would go to the mountain to taste the herbs. Sometimes I would even fall into a coma on the mountain for a day and a night because of eating the psychedelic grass by mistake. If the master hadn’t found it, I’m afraid I would have fallen asleep. Last few days.Sometimes it is poisoned by mistake.However, because the body has already produced antibodies, although the poisoning will not be too deep, they will be rescued by ghost hands in the end.Later, Jing Huan's body's resistance to poison became stronger and stronger, even if the most poisonous snake came to him to bite him, he could continue to jump for several days.

After three years like this, Jing Huan is 13 years old, and now he no longer needs to take drugs every day.The medicine is gone, so many times he will go to Sanshang to pick all kinds of herbs and go back to refine all kinds of elixirs.

On this day, he still went to the mountain where he often went to collect herbs with a basket on his back. He hummed while picking, and he was in a good mood.

"I've almost picked this mountain. Let's go to the mountain next door to see it tomorrow." Jing Huan looked at the mountain where he had lived for three years. Every plant and tree here had been walked and touched by himself. , also tasted.This mountain seems to have been labeled as Jing Huan.

Thinking of this, he blinked excitedly: "Then your name is Jingshan, okay?" He stroked the tree in front of him, and smiled happily, "If you don't say anything, it's as if you agreed! Jingshan, Jingshan."

"Hmm..." A moan came from not far away.Groan.

what sound?

Jing Huan was taken aback. For three years, he had never seen anyone other than Master. How could there be anyone in this barren mountain?

He followed the sound carefully and walked over, and sure enough, there was a figure curled up in a clump of grass. His body was dirty, and his clothes were so rotten that he couldn't see his original appearance. Jing Huan walked over to see what he looked like, but What I saw was nothing but mud.

It seems that this person has lost his way in this mountain, and he doesn't know how long he has been walking in this mountain. possible.

As a doctor, it was impossible for Jing Huan to leave him alone, so he gave the man simple emergency treatment, and then slowly walked home with him on his back.

Along the way, Jing Huan kept spraining his feet, and couldn't help cursing in his heart: Jing Shan, you don't mean to say that I shouldn't save him, do you?That's really embarrassing, even if he is the biggest devil in the world, as a doctor, how can I learn my master's behavior of refusing to save him, so I will save him, you will kill me I want to save too.

"Ah—" His foot slipped, and he threw himself on the ground. His knee hurt from the fall, but the weight of the person behind him almost broke his bone.

"Jingshan, are you really falling?!"

Jing Huan frantically helped the man on his back up. Seeing that he seemed to be fine, he stood up again, hissing --- his knee hurt so much that he gritted his teeth.

He took a break, put the man on his back again, gritted his teeth and continued walking.

"I said this big brother, little brother, I almost spent half my life carrying you back today, you don't die! You have to compensate me well in the future, um---I don't want more, just feed me. Half a lifetime will be fine!" He seemed to think of something, paused and said, "Although I can live without your support at all, you have to do something, or my crime is not in vain? Although I don't like Master is so desperate to save you, but I saved you, you must be paid, seeing that you are so poor, and you don’t have much money, but having no money now doesn’t mean you won’t have money in the future, anyway, owe it first! But, you Be sure not to die, who am I going to get the money from when you die?!"

The person on the back seemed to move a bit, Jing Huan thought that he had agreed to him, so he pulled himself together and quickened his pace.

"master!"

Jing Huan put the man on the bed and went to call the master. The ghost hand was dragged away by Jing Huan in a daze while he was still asleep, and he didn't know where he ended up.

"Master, don't sleep! Human life is at stake!"

Jing Huan yelled in the master's ear, the deafening voice frightened the ghost hand, he widened his eyes and saw clearly that this was Jing Huan's bedroom, Jing Huan's anxious face was in front of him, he rubbed his eyes impatiently , said: "What's the matter? You can't let Teacher Wei sleep well!"

"Master, how about the person on the bed?" Jing Huan dragged the master towards the bed, and the ghost hand saw that there was another person on the bed.

"Who is he?" Ghost Hand wondered, most people in this mountain would not come in.

"I don't know either. Anyway, I just picked him up on the mountain."

"Really?" Ghost Hand didn't think too much, it might just be a kid who is not afraid of death and got lost.

"Yes, yes, that's all right, master, just take a look!"

"You have come to bother me with such a small problem, and the teacher has been teaching for nothing in the past few years?" The ghost waved his hand and was about to leave.

Jing Huan knew that it was not easy for his master to look at people. He pulled his master and looked at him with big clear eyes: "Master, this is not the time for disciples to practice. You should watch first." Look, okay? Master--"

When Jing Huan looked at the ghost hand, his heart trembled. It was really abominable. I had lived for more than half a century, and I didn't see any eyes, so I was afraid of death. Jing Huan didn't know what the eyes were!

He bite the bullet and scanned the people on the bed, shaking his head.

"What's the matter, master? Could it be hopeless?" Jing Huan became nervous when he saw the master shaking his head in front of the patient.

The ghost hand glared at Jing Huan with hatred: "It's okay! It's just that I was too hungry and had a fever, so it became like this. You don't need to tell me the rest, do you know?"

"Okay, I understand Master, you always walk slowly." Jing Huan was relieved when he heard that he was fine, and the anxiety on his face turned into a river of spring water at this moment.

"You brat!" The ghost shook his sleeves and went back to sleep.