Master of Untold Daos: The seventh day of December 870

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A remote star, in a small mountain village.

In a gorge, a pale body was washed down by the rushing stream. This body belonged to a young man who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old.

Behind him, with a wooden sword on his back, the rushing stream washed him down from the valley and fell into a lake in the valley. He struggled to move towards the shore in the lake. , He tried his best to paddle, and finally hugged a reef.

He looked towards the sky, the sky was a little gloomy. On this day, there was heavy snow, and there was white snow on the rocks.

The cold eroded his body and made his body gradually become cold. He went to rescue a girl who fell into the hands of the bandit today. The girl was rescued by him, but myself, in order to block the bandit’s pursuit, But he was seriously injured and knocked off the cliff.

There is no one in the gorge here. Now that I have nothing to eat or warm things on my body, it should be dying.

At this moment, from the surface of the lake, a flat boat came, and he looked at the flat boat, and only above the bow, there was a white-haired old man who was driving towards the boat on a bamboo pole. Let him come.

Wei Buchen went all out to see and exclaimed: "It's an old god!"

Chen Ming braced the boat and came to Wei Buchen's face. This was the last one he saw three thousand lives and deaths.

Three days later, at the end of his life, this young man had seen Wei Buchen, and he had completed his advanced task.

Chen Ming punted to Wei Buchen's front and reached out to Wei Buchen. Wei Buchen quickly handed his hand to Chen Ming. Chen Ming stretched out his hand and pulled Wei Buchen firmly to the On the boat, he helped Wei Buchen to the meadow on the boat.

Chen Ming walked up to Wei Buchen, and then said: "You won't survive your injury for a year."

Wei Buchen chuckled, then said: "Can the old gods save me?"

Chen Ming reached out and clicked on Wei Buchen’s chest, and then said: "You fell from the cliff, and then bumped in the canyon. Your internal organs have been broken, and the medicine stone can no longer save you. ."

Wei Buchen shook his head helplessly, and then said: "If there is no old god, I am afraid I can't even survive today, right?"

Chen Ming nodded tremblingly, and then said: "Yes, there is no old man, today is the time when your life is lost."

Chen Ming walked to the bow, cooked a bowl of fish soup, a bowl of medicinal soup, and then brought medicinal soup to Wei Buchen's body, and then said: "Drink the medicine first."

Wei Buchen wanted to hand over, but he had no strength. Chen Ming smiled and shook his head, then helped Wei Buchen up, and then fed Wei Buchen the decoction.

"How did you get such an injury at a young age?"

Wei Buchen smiled and pointed to the wooden sword beside him, and then said: "Because my sword is called justice."

Chen Ming smiled and looked at this wooden sword. There was nothing special. He stretched out his hand to lift it, only to find that the sword was as heavy as an endless star. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hold it. stand up!

He glanced at this wooden sword in surprise. There is a sword in this world that he can't pick up?

He looked at this wooden sword several times carefully, but he didn't find anything special. In his eyes, this was a simple wooden sword.

His eyes flashed a faint light, and he softly shouted in his heart: "Go back to the origin!"

In his eyes, another scene appeared, this wooden sword turned out to grow into the word justice!

The inscription is the inscription of natural justice, which is really interesting.

He pretended to be helpless and smiled bitterly: "I am too old to lift a wooden sword."

Wei Buchen didn't care much either. After all, this old **** is an old man who has lived for hundreds of years in everyone's mouth. Old age leads to the decline of blood and energy, which is normal.

Feed Wei Buchen a bowl of fish soup. Chen Ming drove the boat to the lake. He took out a rope and tied the boat to the lake.

The sun rose the next day, shining everywhere, and also on Wei Buchen's cheeks. Wei Buchen found that his body had improved a lot. The medicine of the old **** was really amazing.

He looked at the old **** on the opposite side, and saw Chen Ming sitting cross-legged on the boat for the whole night.

Wei Buchen did not wake Chen Ming, took his wooden sword, came to the lake, inserted two carps, cooked them in Chen Ming’s pot, Chen Ming woke up with the smell of fish soup and laughed : "When I get older, I forget the time when I sleep."

Wei Buchen arched his hands and said: "Last night, the old **** was wronged by himself and had to sit down. It was the kid's fault. The old **** was so old that he would still bed

Shop let me, and the kid was moved. "

Chen Ming smiled casually, and then said: "It's okay to get a handful of old bones."

After the two drank the fish soup, Wei Buchen said: "The old **** saves my life. I must take the old **** to my house and take a good rest."

Chen Ming wanted to watch Wei Buchen die, and just happened to be together, and said: "It's okay, my old bone should have a good rest."

Together with Wei Buchen, he came to the town. Wei Buchen rushed to a hut outside the town with joy. This hut was the residence of the girl who was snatched by the bandits yesterday.

Wei Buchen once told the girl and asked the girl to leave a letter telling herself that she was safe, and then left here to prevent the bandits from chasing her.

He arched his hand towards Chen Ming: "Old god, this is the home of the girl I rescued yesterday. I told her to let her leave me a letter to tell me that I am safe, so I will go in and have a look. "

Chen Ming smiled gently, "Go, go, the old man is waiting for you here."

Wei Buchen walked into the hut with joy, and the thatch above his head was scattered all over the floor. On a rough wooden table, there was a line of words written in blood.

[Wei Buchen, at noon on the ninth day of December, if not before Qingfengzhai, come and collect Liang Yiyi's body! 】

Wei Buchen froze, and almost sat on the ground with his legs soft.

He looked around, it was Liang Yiyi's parents who had been mutilated by a random knife, and the blood belonged to Liang Yiyi's parents.

He was stunned at the table. At this time, Chen Ming walked into the hut and saw the same scene. "It seems that these bandits have once again caught this girl named Liang Yiyi."

Wei Buchen's abdomen is aching, and he is seriously injured now. How can he rescue Liang Yiyi?

He looked at Chen Ming, then knelt down and said: "Old god, is there any medicine stone that can quickly recover my injury?"

Chen Ming looked at Wei Buchen. He was really a righteous man. Now he is seriously injured, but he has lived for only a year, and he still wants to save others.

Chen Ming said: "I have this kind of medicine stone, just look at it, dare you eat it."

Wei Buchen looked at Chen Ming with a touch of determination in his eyes, then buried his head on the ground, and said seriously: "Please give me medicine from the old god!"