Chapter 18: Dying

Zhang Xiaolang saw that the young man was holding a small bottle in his hand and was slowly approaching the dam. He looked around and looked like a thief.

No need to think, this person must be planning to poison the water tank.

Sure enough, the young man waved outside the windows of several wooden houses for a while before waving to the outside and said, "It seems that no one is at home!"

"What a good opportunity, put the poison in!" Zhang Xiaolang saw that the village chief and the young men were hiding in another grass outside the dam.

The young man made a gesture and opened the small bottle.

Just as he was about to poison the water tank, Zhang Xiaolang did not hesitate at all, and swung his spear and flew out!

Whoosh!

Bang!

The spear penetrated directly from the young man's hand. With a bang, the spear pierced the small bottle and penetrated the water tank.

With another sound, the water tank burst directly and all the water inside flowed out!

Goodbye the spear, it has been inserted into the wall of the wooden house.

The young man covered his hand and screamed. Only then did Zhang Xiaolang see that his spearhead was so accurate. When the sharp spearhead passed through the young man's hand, he also brought down the young man's two fingers.

For a moment, the young man's hands were bleeding, and the young man screamed like a pig.

"It's over, I'm revealed, run away!" The village chief shouted in a deep voice in the grass.

For a moment, the grass became a little messy, and the young people began to flee outside the grass, and the group ran down the mountain.

The young man with a broken finger was still mournful and shouted, "Wait for me!"

The young man had just run out for two steps, stopped and looked at his two fingers that had fallen to the ground, and finally chased him out in tears.

Zhang Xiaolang clenched his fists: "Run? Haha, the hateful village chief, let you live for two hours at most..."

Zhang Xiaolang watched the group of people walk away before he slowly walked out.

He pulled out the spear from the wall and thought to himself: "I have done such a good thing and saved their lives. I have to let them know that it is my credit!"

Zhang Xiaolang thought, and wrote a few words on the ground with the spearhead: "Don't doubt it, it's me who did it, Zhang Xiaolang!"

After writing these words on the ground, Zhang Xiaolang nodded with satisfaction.

He carried the spear and once again got into the grass.

Then he suddenly remembered that he wasn’t he going to take medicine to save Sister Lan?

He sighed, and felt a little anxious: "How could I forget such an important thing?"

Then Zhang Xiaolang ran quickly towards the bottom of the mountain.

When he returned to the cave again, it was already dark.

As soon as he arrived outside the cave, Zhang Xiaolang heard the cry of Hehuan coming from inside.

His heart sank: "Is it because I'm late and Sister Lan is dead?"

Zhang Xiaolang ran quickly towards the cave and saw Hehuan lying on Sister Lan's thigh. Sister Lan was already dying at this time.

"Hey, hey... you're not dead yet!" Zhang Xiaolang threw the spear aside, squatted down quickly, and untied his small backpack.

Hehuan cried very sadly: "Sister Lan is going to be terrible..."

Zhang Xiaolang squeezed out a smile and touched Hehuan's head: "No, how could that be... Am I here? I'm going back to get the medicine..."

Hehuan looked up at Zhang Xiaolang: "Get medicine?"

"Well, the medicine to save people!" Zhang Xiaolang took out the herbs from his pants, then came to Sister Lan and asked, "How is it? Can you still hold on?"

Sister Lan's face was pale and bloodless. At this time, the light in the cave was also very dim. Zhang Xiaolang saw Sister Lan's lips squirming a few times. She wanted to speak very much, but couldn't speak.

Zhang Xiaolang sighed: "Okay, although I don't like you very much, but... we will meet each other for a while. I like Hehuan very much. If you die, Hehuan will definitely be very sad, so there is no need to thank you... I'll save you..."

Zhang Xiaolang remembered that the last time Liu Linglong was treating herbs, she put the herbs in her mouth and chewed them all on the wound.

Zhang Xiaolang put all the herbs in his mouth and began to chew them.

Finally, the herb was bitten into a paste by Zhang Xiaolang, and Zhang Xiaolang applied all to Sister Lan's wound.

Zhang Xiaolang coughed and cursed: "What medicine, it's so bitter..."

He felt like a layer of oil was covered in his tongue, which was very uncomfortable.

Hehuan still asked in disbelief: "Can this medicine really save Sister Lan?"

Zhang Xiaolang patted his chest and said, "Of course... it must be possible... When she is a little better, we will pull out this thing... Otherwise, she will be very uncomfortable like this!"

Just as Zhang Xiaolang was about to stand up, Sister Lan grabbed Zhang Xiaolang's wrist.

Although he was a little weak, Zhang Xiaolang did not break free and looked at Sister Lan in surprise.

Before Sister Lan finished speaking, Zhang Xiaolang smiled bitterly and said, "No need to thank you... I am a kind person..."

Sister Lan shook her head and continued to pull Zhang Xiaolang for a while. Zhang Xiaolang then sat down and put his ears in front of Sister Lan.

Sister Lan's voice was almost unheard, and she uttered a few words from her mouth with difficulty: "I... I'm dead... After I die, I'll take... with Hehuan... happily... after... after her... the rest of her time..."

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaolang glared at Sister Lan: "Are you suspicious of my medicine?"

What else Sister Lan wants to say? Zhang Xiaolang had already broken free from Sister Lan's hand and stood up from the ground.

After looking at Sister Lan, he pointed to the small backpack and said to Hehuan, "Little Hehuan, this backpack contains some boiled sweet potatoes and apples. If you are hungry, eat it. I have something to do and I have to go out..."

"Where are you going?" Hehuan's voice revealed fear: "The sky is already... dark... cough cough... dark..."

After Hehuan finished speaking, she began to cough violently again. Zhang Xiaolang squatted down, patted Hehuan's back, and said softly: "It's very important... I have to do it. Don't worry, I will be back soon. You can wait for me here!"

As he said that, Zhang Xiaolang turned around and walked out of the cave.

"Be careful..." Zhang Xiaolang heard Hehuan's instructions and did not respond. He picked up the spear on the ground with one hand.

This is indeed very important to him.

Because this means that he will be sha     rén for the first time.

"Village Chief... You should be honored that you are the first person I want to kill..." Zhang Xiaolang smiled coldly and walked out slowly.

But what he didn't know was that his pupils had turned blue at this time, and were emitting a faint blue light.

After walking out of the cave, Zhang Xiaolang appeared and it started to rain again.
Chapter completed!