Xiaodouzi stood in front of Shui'er with blazing eyes and said, "I won't let you bully her."
Shui'er looked at the figure in front of her and suddenly felt unusually tall. It seemed that as long as he was in front of her, it meant absolute safety, and her heart quickly calmed down.
At this moment, Yuan Futu helped the old patriarch and said: "Your injury is too serious and you won't be able to hold on for long."
The old patriarch knelt violently, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he waved his hand, walked to the crowd on crutches, and shouted hoarsely: "Get out of here, get out of here!"
It took the ruffian young man a long time to struggle to get up. The broken bones made him unbearable pain and embarrassment. He dragged his lame leg and ran away in panic. As he ran, he shouted, "Wait for me, I
I must kill you!"
The three strong men with broken sternums also fled the Qinghe tribe in fear.
When those guys were no longer visible, the old patriarch's body softened and he fell to the ground again. It was obvious that he could no longer hold on.
"Master Patriarch." Shui'er burst into anxious tears. She had no father or mother since she was a child. She grew up in the Qinghe tribe eating Baijia food and wearing Baijia clothes. For her, the most important person is
It was the old patriarch who adopted her back then.
At this moment, Shi San had asked all the villagers to hide. When he returned here, he found such a tragic situation and asked in shock: "What happened to the patriarch?"
Yuan Futu raised his eyebrows, as if he had already expected such a situation to happen, and calmly said to Xiaodouzi: "Hel him back to the house first, and get a bowl of hot water."
Without saying a word, Xiaodouzi easily lifted the old patriarch and ran back to the wooden house.
Shui'er stood by the bed, crying so hard that her body was shaking like chaff. She knew that Yuan Futu was a cultivator from the imperial court, so she suddenly knelt down and begged: "Please, save the old patriarch.
, please, no matter what you ask Shui'er to do."
Xiaodouzi sighed softly and said: "Don't worry, Brother Futu will not ignore death."
If a cultivator is injured like this, he must be hopeless, but he is just a mortal. Even a patient ten times more severe than this can be brought back to life. Yuan Futu took out a "Spirit Flying Pill" from his arms. This kind of pill
The medicine is mainly used to repair the physical body, activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis, but it has no effect on Yuanshenhai, so the grade only reaches level two.
Yuan Futu crushed the pill and put it into hot water. It turned into a bowl of thick black soup and poured it into the belly of the old patriarch.
After the old patriarch swallowed it, his coughing stopped immediately, and his defeated complexion recovered somewhat.
"After drinking this medicine, as long as you rest for a few days, you will be fine."
Using elixirs from the imperial world to heal mortal bodies is an extremely luxurious thing. After all, even second-grade elixirs are priceless in the mortal world and cannot be bought with more money.
The old patriarch didn't know how many lifetimes of blessings he had accumulated to be able to obtain such a pill.
Shui'er saw that the clan leader's complexion was getting better, his breathing was turning from weak to strong, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly. Then he felt relieved, bowed to Yuan Futu again and again, and said, "Thank you sir."
Yuan Futu asked: "Who was making trouble just now?"
Shi San interjected: "They are from the Black Dragon Tribe. About a year ago, they said that the place where we have lived for thousands of years is now under their jurisdiction, and they have to pay a tax of five hundred taels every month. The old patriarch has a strong personality.
I am unwilling to use the village even to death.
The people had a penny, but they were afraid of their numbers, so they first took out all their savings, and then sold a lot of fur goods in the city. Until a few months ago, there was nothing left to hand over, so they were handed over to that man.
The leader of the gangster was injured."
"Black Dragon Tribe?" Yuan Futu just heard what that guy said. There were three innate martial saints and ten martial saints. No matter how powerful they were, they were still not as powerful as one practitioner, so he was not afraid at all.
Shui'er said: "This tribe was only established a few decades ago. I heard that the leader of the tribe is a horse thief, so there are many robbers and bandits in it. They bully the nearby tribes and plunder money by relying on the strength of their numbers. It's simply
Very bad."
Xiaodouzi smiled and said: "Don't worry, as long as you are brave enough to come again, I can still beat them away."
Shui'er looked at Xiaodouzi's sunny smiling face, but she lowered her head shyly and murmured: "Thank you, sir."
"There's no need to go back and forth, just call me Xiaodouzi." Xiaodouzi chuckled and scratched his head stupidly.
Shi San cupped his hands and said: "I am Shi San, a resident of the Qinghe tribe. I usually help the patriarch handle some matters. Everyone calls me a deputy tribe to please me. I wonder what your noble surname is?"
"Yuan Fu Tu."
Seeing that the old patriarch couldn't wake up for a while, Yuan Futu said, "I wonder if there is a room here. We want to stay here and come back to the old patriarch tomorrow."
"Yes, there are many houses. Let Shui'er cook something for you later. Although it is crude, it is much better than Chengfu Restaurant. I hope you two nobles will not dislike it." Shi San is a very shrewd person.
His words were clear and precise, so he took the two of them to an old wooden house not far away.
Shui'er went to arrange the dishes, while Shi San chatted for a few words and left.
Yuan Futu sat cross-legged on the wooden bed with his legs bent, looked at Xiaodouzi with interest, and said with a smile: "What a good boy, he actually took action before me."
Xiaodouzi knew that he was talking about drawing a sword to help, and said seriously: "I just don't want to see Miss Shui'er being ruined by those evil people, and that's not okay at all."
Yuan Futu nodded and said: "You have a pure heart. I brought you out this time because I want you to see the outside world. Otherwise, your mind will always be blank."
Xiaodouzi seemed confused, "Blank space is not bad, just be simple."
"Yeah, it's good to be simple, but I'm afraid this world can't tolerate your simplicity, but no matter what, you have to distinguish right from wrong. I'm also afraid that you have been in the Sutra Pavilion for too long and don't understand the world, but
Judging from your performance today, I think I was worrying too much."
Xiaodouzi smiled honestly and asked: "Brother Futu, why don't we go to the mineral veins and check first."
"Don't worry, the mineral veins must exist. The first thing that needs to be solved is the old patriarch. I hope that if we help him this time, his views will change."