Hu Qing randomly found a direction out of the bamboo forest and entered a tall forest. All the trees growing here were straight and tall. There were no branches on the trunks within more than ten meters from the ground. The branches crossed upward.
They grow horizontally and are arranged in a very orderly manner, so the sunlight is easy to cast, casting mottled light and shadow on the low-growing grass under the trees.
The root system of this tree is overbearing. Except for weeds with short roots and shallow root systems, other plants cannot survive under the tree. The sap of this tree is particularly bitter and unpleasant, and no animals feed on it, let alone predators.
Coming here makes this forest a natural habitat for monks.
Hu Qing saw many traces of monks staying, and she frowned. Places with many monks may not be a good thing for her. She quickened her pace and headed in the direction where no one had left traces.
Suddenly, his feet stumbled and he stumbled. Hu Qing was so frightened that he kicked his feet hard and jumped two meters high. He hugged a waist-thick tree next to him and looked over in shock.
The ground was completely calm, as if what grabbed her foot was an illusion.
After half a day, there was nothing unusual in that place. Hu Qing carefully got down from the tree, walked a step away from that place, and studied it.
My footprints are still there. The soil here is obviously softer than other places. Oh, it should be said that it is not soil, but thick rotten sedimentary leaves. The fallen leaves are soaked in black and yellow by the rain, and it is difficult to see clearly inside.
Content.
Hu Qing searched around and found a relatively new fallen branch. He swept it over with a few half-dried leaves, and Hu Qing's eyes narrowed.
It's a hand.
A hand sticking out of the soil.
Hu Qing was shocked, why did she let this bad luck happen to her?
Although this hand is covered with dirt and rotten leaves, judging from its appearance, there is no sign of decay at all.
She hated it. She hated why this hand wasn't so rotten that it was swollen and deformed. That would mean that the person inside was dead and breathable. She could just ignore it. But such a fresh hand——
Hu Qing squatted next to him and stared at it for two hours. Hu Huahua already pulled him out of the bamboo basket and rolled around with his beloved egg toy.
For two hours, the hand remained motionless, and Hu Qing was satisfied. It was good, he was dead, it was none of her business, and she could leave without any psychological burden.
When she moved, that hand moved too!
Hu Qing froze, wondering if there were invisible spider threads connected to the soles of his shoes and his hand.
Hu Qing stopped moving and even held his breath, but the hand moved again!
well.
Hu Qing raised his head and looked at the sky: "God, you brought me here to do good deeds and accumulate merit? Is this an opportunity for me to make meritorious deeds?"
God: I really have no time to care about you. If you want to gain a sense of existence so much, just practice hard and kill you with my own hands sooner or later.
Hu Qing covered his head and face, resigned to his fate, took out the hoe and started digging, using his hand as a medicinal herb, digging down bit by bit. The soil mixed with rotten leaves was very loose, so the air could penetrate in, so he didn't suffocate to death.
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Soon a man was dug out. His head, face and body were dirty, but his handsome appearance was not damaged.
Oh, he's still a pretty boy.
pity--
Hu Qing stared at his belly. To be precise, there was a short blade inserted in the lower abdomen, where the Dantian was. If the Dantian was broken, the person's life would be useless.
She sighed silently. The perpetrator didn't kill him immediately because he wanted him to despair bit by bit until he died. At least he had a vicious heart.
Hu Qing thought for a while, took out a handkerchief and soaked it in water, wiped his face clean bit by bit, and helped him clean up his hair and clothes. The man with a clean face looked better, with clear outlines and dark skin.
The eyelashes cast sharp shadows on the pale face.
The person is unconscious, but must have a weak sense of the outside world.
Hu Qing whispered: "I don't know how to help you. You have to be strong. Just find a way to leave clues and let people take revenge on you."
I am a mortal and have no other skills than digging holes. I can at most help you choose a good place that is not leaky.
The man seemed to have heard Hu Qing's words and struggled to open his eyes in the darkness.
Hu Qing watched his eyelashes trembling, half-opening a pair of dull but radiant eyes, and exclaimed in her heart, those beautiful eyes suddenly elevated ordinary beauty to an unforgettable one. It was just such a pair of eyes that suffered
Jealousy may lead to murder.
When the man opened his eyes, his whole face became alive. He stared at Hu Qing, his bloodless mouth opening and closing: "Take...me...to a...place..."
Hu Qing looked at his wounds in embarrassment. He was so injured. How could he still move?
The man understood her silence, and his face twitched, and suddenly many bottles and cans were scattered beside her.
Hu Qing's first thought: The perpetrator didn't even search him clean?
Then her hands automatically picked up those small jade bottles of different thicknesses and heights, with names on them such as Rejuvenation Pill, Xiuyuan Pill, Replenishing Spirit Pill, Yuanling Pill, etc. They all seemed to be medicines for repairing injuries.
She opened a bottle and poured it into the man's mouth with one hand and the other. The man cooperated very well and opened his mouth and ate it all. Fortunately, the monks' serious injuries were taken into consideration when making these elixirs, so they were all made to melt in the mouth. Otherwise, they would just melt in the mouth.
Swallowing can tire someone to death.
Hu Qing fed all the elixirs regardless. The man's face looked a little brighter and his strength also recovered.
He said: "Send me somewhere and I will be grateful."
Hu Qing: "You see, I am just a mortal."
The man was stunned for a moment, as if he was only now taking a serious look at Hu Qing.
He said: "Then...can you carry me on your back?"
If it's just transportation, it's absolutely fine. Hu Qing nodded.
The man said: "That's good. I have a breathing charm that can prevent people and monsters from discovering it."
Oh, Hu Qing nodded—wait?
"Monsters? We are only on the outskirts of Yunyu Forest now. Do you want me to take you to the dangerous territory of monsters?" Hu Qing's eyes widened. This man wanted her to die.
Man: "When things are done, I will thank you deeply."
Hu Qing: "How much thanks?"
Man: "...I will give you everything I have. If it is not enough, I will give it to you later."
Hu Qing was not that greedy: "Let's go." He looked at his belly and said, "I can't carry you with this plugged in. Can you pull it out?"
The man smiled bitterly: "Pull it out and I'm really finished."
Hu Qing gritted his teeth and took a breath: "Okay, you're not fat anyway."
walked away.
The man was inexplicable and turned his head slightly to chase after her figure. He saw that her back was turned to him and she seemed to be working on something.
Hu Qing put the flowers and eggs into a bamboo basket and carried them on his back. He turned back, squatted down, stretched out his arms, and got up.
Even though he was seriously injured and in critical condition, the man was still confused. Was he being held? Was he being held in the arms of a woman?
This treatment made him stiff.
Hu Qing said: "There is nothing I can do. I can't carry it on my back, and I can't carry it on my back. Anyway, as long as I'm tired, you'll be comfortable."
Man: ...It’s so embarrassing.
He said: "To the north."
Hu Qing hugged him and walked very easily. Her physical fitness had already improved a lot, and her strength increased even more after gaining spiritual power. Apart from taking up a lot of space, Hu Qing was as light as a feather.
Besides, this person is quite good-looking, gentle and fragile, let's take it as a bonus for her to save people.
