Just when Jia Ling was about to ask, Qin Tian suddenly spoke first and asked, "Which of you has a needle on you? Lend it to me first."
As a woman who often travels in the wild, needlework and thread are definitely indispensable. Jia Ling quickly took out a needle from her body and handed it to Qin Tian.
After taking the needle, Qin Tian pierced the side of the fist mark.
Immediately, the blood in the palm print flowed out from the needle hole.
At the same time, the painful expression on Brother Xiong's face eased slightly. Qin Tian's spiritual consciousness looked inside Brother Xiong's body and found that there was not much damage to the internal organs, except that the ribs on his chest had been broken for four days.
One of his ribs was less than an inch away from his heart. If the force of the 'Serial Iron Arm Fist' had been any stronger, I'm afraid Brother Xiong would have been killed on the spot.
It was Brother Xiong's fate that he met Qin Tian by chance, and Qin Tian met them by chance and was able to find a sip of water.
Maybe this is God's will, and God has arranged for their encounter somehow.
When the blood stasis was almost gone, Qin Tian took out a Fugu Pill from the holding ring.
The three women in the room were shocked when they saw the pill in Qin Tian's hand, and said in unison, "Spirit pill?"
Although they have never seen the elixir with their own eyes, they have never eaten pork and have seen pigs running away. From some books, it is not difficult to know that this little red ball is the third-turn elixir.
"Is this really a magic pill?" Jia Ling took two steps forward and stared at the red Fugu Pill in Qin Tian's palm with disbelief and asked.
In this remote mountainous area, let alone the third-turn elixir, even a single medicinal plant is extremely difficult to find. The value of the elixir is always immeasurable. Just this compound grain elixir can be exchanged for a staggering amount of money.
Well water of tongue.
"This is the third-level magic pill Fu Gu Dan. It can treat both internal and external injuries. Injuries like his can be recovered within an hour after taking it."
After saying that, Qin Tian stuffed the Fugu Pill into the mouth of Brother Xiong, who was in a daze. When the pill entered his throat, it slowly began to melt. Then, Brother Xiong's frown instantly relaxed.
, it can be said to be effective immediately.
When Jia Ling and the other three saw that Brother Xiong was slowly improving, their high-pitched hearts were relieved, and their faces were filled with expressions of relief.
"Thank you Qin Tian." Jia Ling wiped the sweat off Brother Xiong's forehead with a handkerchief and then turned to look at Qin Tian and said.
"You're welcome. As I said, every drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring. This is the due reward for your kindness and innocence."
Qin Tian sat on the chair and poured himself a glass of water. Only now did he understand what happiness is. When a person who is about to starve to death eats steamed buns, and when a person who is about to die of thirst drinks a sweet spring, this is happiness.
Everyone's experiences and living environment are different, and their thoughts are completely different. For people in Tucheng, drinking a pot of water every day is already an extremely luxurious happiness.
"Anyway, I have to thank you. Unknowingly, you have saved us three times." Jia Ling looked at Brother Xiong, who no longer had any pain expression on his face, and said, "Did you know? If something happens to Brother Xiong, you will have to go out in the future."
If you hunt without his care, many people will die."
"Is there really only one well in your Tucheng?" Qin Tian asked with some confusion. Logically speaking, if a well with water can be dug, then other wells can be dug nearby. It is impossible for this area to be
There is only one place in a hundred miles with water.
"It is true that there is only such a well, and the people here have been drinking the water from that well for generations." Jia Ling wandered around the house and said, "In the past, there were people who did not believe in evil and insisted on digging out the first stone in this earth city.
There were two wells, but no matter how long they dug and how deep they dug, they still couldn't see a drop of water. From then on, no one did that thankless job!"
"According to what you say, that well must have existed for hundreds or thousands of years, right?" Qin Tian clicked his tongue and asked again.
The female companion next to Jia Ling took over and said, "It seems to be nearly five hundred years ago. I have also heard people from the older generation talk about it."
Another woman said, "Don't underestimate this well. No matter how much you drink, you can't finish it. It seems to have the ability to regenerate. Today you lower the water level by ten meters, and the next day it will be empty."
It will be full and return to the original water level.”
"Is it so magical?" Qin Tian rubbed his chin with his fingers thoughtfully, and then said, "Then the water in this well is inexhaustible, isn't it?"
Just imagine, there are thousands of people in this Tucheng, and they have lived here for four to five hundred years. So many people have lived here for so long, and they all rely on a well to maintain their lives. Even if one person drinks water every day
The amount of water in one well is also a huge number. It is incredible that it has been the same for hundreds of years.
"Indeed." Jia Ling said firmly.
"If that's the case, then why can't you use the well water unconditionally?" As soon as Qin Tian finished speaking, he immediately felt that his question was unnecessary and too childish.
Jialing replied, "That well has always been controlled by the city lord. It is a tool for him to plunder money. Naturally, we cannot let us use it casually."
"Didn't any of you resist?"
Another woman said, "What's the use of resisting? You don't know the terror of the city lord. He is a powerful fifth-level martial artist. He has the highest cultivation level in Tucheng. It's not like no one has resisted, but in the end
The result is beyond your imagination. The city lord is not only powerful, but also extremely cruel. Anyone who dares to challenge his authority will torture you to a point where your life is worse than death."
"Then what you are saying is that whoever is strong can dominate the only well?"
"Isn't it like this?" Jia Ling looked at Qin Tian as if she were an alien. Since ancient times, the strong have been respected, and whoever has the biggest fist must listen to whoever's words. This has been deeply rooted in the hearts of most people.
In their eyes, this is a perfectly normal thing. The weak have no right to speak and no room for resistance.
"It's not good, it's not good..."
While Qin Tian and the others were chatting, a horrified shout came from outside the house.
The four people in the house turned their attention to the door and saw a man rushing into the house with a bloody head.
Jia Ling recognized the person who came at a glance: "Goudan!"
"Goudan, you, how did you end up like this?" Jia Ling felt bad, a bad premonition came to her heart, "Didn't you go change the water with Xiaohu and the others?"
"Xiaohu and the others, they were all arrested..." Goudan gasped, covering the wound on his head.