Zhu Yuanlong felt a cracked headache in a vague way, and his body was as hot as fire. He could only hear a girl's voice calling out, "Dad, he is awake..." Zhu Yuanlong tried hard to open his eyes, and he was on a wooden bed in a thatched cottage. There was an eleven-two-year-old girl standing around.

"Yuqin, where have you been? I've been looking for you for a long time..." Zhu Yuanlong excitedly grabbed the girl's hand.

Zhu Yuanlong held the little girl's hand tightly in her arms. She wanted to thrust but couldn't get it back, so she had to let Zhu Yuanlong hold it.

The hunter came over last night. Zhu Yuanlong struggled to sit up. The hunter stopped him, "Little brother, lie down, your illness has not yet recovered."

"I'm sick?"

"Seriously injured inside, cold outside, rain, drinking alcohol, eating meat... It's simply a suicide act." The girl seemed to be reading Zhu Yuanlong's crime, and also seemed to be asking if Zhu Yuanlong wanted to commit suicide, while complaining about the middle-aged hunter giving Zhu Yuanlong wine.

"Haha, I don't know that Brother Zhu has internal injuries and has suffered from wind and cold, otherwise how can you show your skillful medical skills?" said the middle-aged hunter.

At this time, Zhu Yuanlong looked at the girl carefully. Her long black and flowing hair, thin as willow-leaf eyebrows, big watery eyes, pink skin, and a slender and slightly thin figure. Although she was plain, she was as charming as a fairy. She was so similar to Yuqin, but Zhu Yuanlong knew that the person in front of her was not Yuqin.

The girl brought a bowl of medicine for Zhu Yuanlong to drink. After taking the medicine, her chest felt much looser. She fell asleep again in a daze. When she woke up again, it was already late at night. Zhu Yuanlong felt that her health had recovered a lot. He gently pushed open the wooden door. The quiet earth was like a mirror, and the surroundings were dotted with bright stars. The outline could be seen vaguely. Next to the thatched hut was a large lake. Under the night, the lake surface was sparkling, making people feel refreshed. Zhu Yuanlong took a deep breath, with the smell of plants and soil, cool into his lungs and was extremely comfortable. Sitting by the lake, looking at the lake and pondered, I didn’t know where he was, nor did I know what to do.

Just as I was fascinated, a sweet voice behind me, "Brother Zhu, are you okay?" Zhu Yuanlong turned his head and saw that it was the girl, "Yeah, I just woke up and came out to play, activity."

"Girl, don't know your name yet." Mr. Zhu Yuanlong shouted, as if a little rude.

"Just call me Ling'er"

"Brother Zhu, that Yuqin is someone you are very close to." Ling'er asked curiously, because he saw Zhu Yuanlong's nervous look when he woke up, and his hand holding her was still aching.

"Well, Yuqin and I both grew up in an orphanage. Later, a fire broke out in the orphanage and the whole orphanage dispersed. We two depended on each other..." Zhu Yuanlong seemed to be trying hard to recall every bit of the past.

"Does that girl Yuqin look very much like me? You treat me as her when you wake up?"

"Well, you guys are very similar, they are both kind and beautiful."

"Ling'er, can you tell me where this is? Your dress is so weird."

"Freak, haha, Brother Zhu, your dress is weird, you don't have braids, and your clothes are weird, I've never seen them before."

Zhu Yuanlong smiled embarrassedly

"This is the junction between the Nanyu Kingdom and the Xitu Kingdom"

"Who else are there?" Zhu Yuanlong hoped to be able to hear the names of the countries he was familiar with. Even the United States, Britain, Japan, and South Korea were all good, but he was still disappointed.

"There are four great countries, Dongxuan Kingdom, Nanyu Kingdom, Xituo Kingdom, and Beiling Kingdom. Another one is the Tianyan Realm. Legend has it that the Tianyan Realm is the place where practitioners become immortals after they leave the body of mortals. Of course, there are other small countries. I just heard what others said," Ling'er said.

"Cultivator? You're not kidding, you've only seen this in the novel."

"Novel? What is a novel?"

"Yeah, it's a book, a book that records stories. Ling'er, do you know medicine?"

"Well, when I was seven years old, I went to the back mountain to pick wild vegetables and didn't bite a black black snake. Later, an old man saved me, cured my snake venom, and taught me medical skills."

"Hey, Brother Zhu, how did you get hurt? The internal organs seem to be hit hard. Have you met a bad person?"

"I don't know very well myself. I remember being blown by a strange wind on the mountain under the cliff, and then I fell into a coma, and then I met your father."

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Xilan Village is a remote mountain village with about a hundred families, all of which are simple villagers. They are kind and as if a village is isolated from the world cannot speak of peace. People work and enter and rest when they are sunrise.

The villagers will not come out of the mountain, and it is difficult for people outside to find this place. As the saying goes: Eat the mountain by the mountain, and eat water by the water. The mountains are rich in products, and birds and animals, wild vegetables and herbs are within easy reach; streams and canyons, all kinds of fish and shrimps are available. The villagers have lived on this land for generations, with plenty of food and clothing, comfortable and unrestrained, and this place is like a paradise.

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye in Xilan Village. Zhu Yuanlong, Uncle Lu and Ling'er were like a family. Every day, Zhu Yuanlong either accompanied Uncle Lu to hunt the mountain or picked herbs with Ling'er. After the end of the world and seeing the tragedy on earth, he realized that every inch of sunshine and every smile was so precious.

"Brother Zhu will accompany me up the mountain to collect herbs today?" Ling'er said with a few pampering looks.

"Okay, I don't have to hunt with Uncle Lu today," Zhu Yuanlong responded.

Most of the herbs picked by Zhu Yuanlong and Ling'er were given to the villagers of Xilan Village. Except for the old doctors in the village, Ling'er is the only regular Chinese medicine doctor in the village.

The two of them came to the top of the back mountain. Ling'er and Zhu Yuanlong skillfully tied the herbicide rope to their waists, and trapped the other end on the tree on the top of the mountain. They slowly wanted to slide down the middle of the cliff. At first, Zhu Yuanlong passed by the last incident and became fainted when he saw the cliff. Later, he gradually got used to it. During this period, Lu Ling'er also taught Zhu Yuanlong some light skills and some knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine.

Half an hour later, the two men's medicine baskets were filled with various herbs, including Liuzhi, Xuelian, Duhuo and other Chinese herbs. Ling'er was holding a purple-red Ganoderma lucidum the size of a palm in her hand and said happily, "Brother Zhu, look, this is blood Ganoderma lucidum, this is rare. I heard from the master before that, after a hundred years of growth, blooming in a hundred years, and bear fruit in a hundred years, this Ganoderma lucidum should have been three or four hundred years, and it has the effect of resurrection."

Zhu Yuanlong looked at the blood-red Ganoderma lucidum and emitted a faint red glow. Ling'er gently used a knife to melt a small mouth of Ganoderma lucidum, and dripping red liquid dripped. Ling'er took out a small bottle to catch the red liquid, and soon filled the bottle. The Ganoderma lucidum gradually turned gray, which was no different from ordinary Ganoderma lucidum.

"The sun is about to set, let's go back, your dad should be back too." After Zhu Yuanlong said, the two walked down the mountain. As soon as they left the mountain pass, they saw a sea of ​​fire in the village and smoke burning the sky.

"No, something seems to be happening in the village," Ling'er said anxiously. The two of them speeded up and ran straight towards the village. Halfway through, they heard shouts, crying, and begging.

The two walked towards Ling'er's house. Uncle Lu had just come out with a bag of things from the house. At this time, several soldiers were approaching step by step with long robberies in their hands.

"Dad" Ling'er called out. Uncle Lu saw Zhu Yuanlong and Ling'er's arrival and handed the package in his hand to Zhu Yuanlong, "This is your items and some Ling'er's clothing. Take Ling'er away quickly." Uncle Lu said anxiously.

At this time, the soldiers had reached nearly two hundred meters. When they saw Uncle Lu bringing the package to Zhu Yuanlong, they rushed over with the long-term.

"Uncle Lu, let's go together," Zhu Yuanlong said

"Dad, let's go together" Ling'er said anxiously.

"It's too late, I'll stop the officers and soldiers, you guys and leave quickly." Uncle Lu stuffed Zhu Yuanlong's travel bag and several Ling'er clothes into the bag and handed it to Zhu Yuanlong. He asked Ling'er to pack up some things and leave quickly. The moment Ling'er entered the house, Uncle Lu handed Zhu Yuanlong a package.

"This is Ling'er's life story letter and a token that proves Ling'er's identity. Keep it well." Lu Dazhong pushed Ling'er and Zhu Yuanlong out. "You go quickly, I'm fine, you have to take good care of yourself..."

"Dad..." Ling'er was reluctant to leave if she was alive

"Brother Zhu, Ling'er will entrust you to you in the future. You should take Ling'er away quickly and take good care of Ling'er." Uncle Lu looked at Zhu Yuanlong with firm eyes, with some request.

"Ling'er, let's go." Zhu Yuanlong pulled Ling'er to the direction of the back mountain.

"Don't let them run..." The leader on the horse gave the order fiercely and evilly

"You devils don't want to hurt my family..." Uncle Lu blocked the invader's front with a scimitar in his hand.
Chapter completed!