Spirit Planter

Yan Jinzhou hesitated for a long time, it was difficult to go or not to go, but he thought about it, if it is a spirit beast, if it falls from such a high place, it will lose its attack power, so don't be too afraid, so he finally decided, "I'll go and see, you wait for me here."

Yan Ningchen rushed over and hugged Yan Jinzhou's legs, worried, "No!"

Yan Jinzhou's heart was so soft that he said softly, "Chenchen is fine, dad will be back in a while."

Yan Ningchen hugged him even tighter, shook his head vigorously and said, "Father, let's go home, don't worry about it."

Yan Jinzhou glanced at the direction of the mountain wall, but he didn't necessarily have to look, "Okay, let's go home."

Zhong Yanhao suddenly said, "I'll go and have a look, you guys wait here for me."

Yan Ningchen also disapproved, "Daddy..."

"It's okay, don't you still trust daddy?" Zhong Yanhao felt that if he didn't look at it, this matter would always haunt his mind, so it's better to see it clearly, so as to avoid troubles in the future.

Yan Ningchen didn't say a word, his father had always given him a strong and reliable feeling, there was nothing he couldn't believe, he was just worried that something would happen to his father.

Yan Jinzhou spoke to Yan Ningchen in a negotiating tone. He really liked this son from the bottom of his heart, "Chenchen, can you go there with Daddy?"

Yan Ningchen slowly let go of his arms, raised his delicate and cute face to look at the two, and said like a little adult, "Dad and Daddy must be careful."

Yan Jinzhou's gentle and handsome face couldn't help showing a smile, "Okay, we all listen to Chenchen."

Zhong Yanhao nodded, "Chenchen, don't worry, nothing will happen."

"Well, you go."

Yan Jinzhou picked up two wooden sticks with sharper heads, held them in his hands for self-defense, and then walked carefully towards the mountain wall.

On the way, Yan Jinzhou said with a vigilant look, "Yan Hao, if we find something wrong in a while, we should run quickly, understand?"

Zhong Yanhao cooperated, "Okay."

When they walked halfway, the two swept away their consciousness and found that it was a person. At the same time, a weak voice came to their ears, "Help...help..."

"The one who fell just now was a person?" Yan Jinzhou stopped, fell from such a high place, and was either seriously injured or dead.

Zhong Yanhao said in a deep voice, "Well, I heard voices calling for help."

Yan Jinzhou held the golden flame in his palm and continued to walk down the cliff. The golden fireworks illuminated a wider range, allowing them to see more things clearly.

Under the cliff, a man who fell from the mountain, covered in blood, curled up beside a big tree. He knocked down many branches of that tree, and the ground was scattered with branches and leaves, making it a mess.

"Save...save me..." The man saw the light, opened his eyes slightly, and said weakly.

Zhong Yanhao said in a low voice, "An abandoned son who fell from the mountain."

Yan Jinzhou was a bit novel, and a little subtle. Being an abandoned child and seeing an abandoned child felt like two different things. "He doesn't have any spiritual fluctuations in his body."

Zhong Yanhao approached, stretched out his hand to clasp the man's wrist, probed into his spiritual power and made a diagnosis, "I was slapped with spiritual power and fell heavily to the ground, my internal organs were bleeding, and my ribs were pierced to my lungs. Take a breath."

Yan Jinzhou was surprised and sympathetic, "It's a bit miserable!"

Zhong Yanhao's expression was serious, "I guess he was shot down, let's not talk about these things for now, let's find a way to save him first."

Yan Jinzhou looked at Zhong Yanhao and blinked, "I don't know how to do medicine, can you?"

Zhong Yanhao frowned, "I don't know how, and no one in the village knows how."

"I will." The Spirit of All Things tangled up and down, and finally flew to Yan Jinzhou's side, whispering.