[Sharp and benevolent teacher] The son is unparalleled

13 Distress in the mountains

The sky that had been empty for thousands of miles suddenly turned gloomy, and it was about to rain heavily. Neither the tea garden nor the house Nie Wenxing saw Xue Jiahui's shadow. Walking over with a bamboo basket, he asked, "Have you looked at Xue Jiahui?"

Yuan Fang scratched her head and recalled: "Her? She came to the firewood room an hour ago and saw you and Mr. Lu, but she stood at the door and didn't go in. I didn't know about it afterwards."

Sun Xiaoshan hurried over and said, "It's not good! Sister Jiahui went up the mountain to pick herbs for Jin Renbin, and I don't know why she hasn't come back yet!"

"Is it on the mountain? She handed me the tea field and told me to go back and rest for a while, and then she disappeared. It's all because I didn't pay attention to her." Yuan Hao also rushed over when he heard the sound, blaming himself very much.

"Let's go up the mountain to look for it before it rains." Nie Wenxing frowned and glanced at the dark cloudy sky. If it rains, it will be even more difficult to find someone, so we can't delay for a moment.

"Mr. Nie, I can go. You need to go to the tea garden." Yuan Hao was also very anxious, and he shouldn't let her out of his sight, not even for a moment.

"It's important for you to find someone. Xiaoshan and I will go to the tea garden to help." Yuan Fang suggested so, Nie Wenxing and Yuan Hao exchanged glances, took the coir raincoat and hurried to the back mountain.

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I don't know when there was a sudden strong wind and thunderstorms. Xue Jiahui felt the malice from God before she found the herbal medicine. How could it rain heavily soon after going out? This luck is really indescribable.

She clenched her fists and muttered, "I have to hurry up and get the herbs before it rains!"

If I hadn't witnessed the intimate behavior of Lu and Nie again, maybe I could have brought Nie Wenxing to the rain together, tsk tsk, what a pity.

At that time, Xue Jiahui was outside the firewood room and saw Nie Wenxing helping Lu Yunfei soak her hands with medicinal soup.Laughing again and again, Nie Wenxing took the medicine soup and poured it on the affected area, and demonstrated to help her rub her red and swollen hands, saying that only in this way the medicine would work.

The tea needs to be fried by hand. Lu Yunfei's hands are a little red and swollen these days, and the iron sand palm can't stand the high temperature.

Why did Xue Jiahui encounter such a scene that was difficult for others to look directly at, and just as she was about to turn around to avoid it, she saw another person standing outside the door holding another pot of medicinal soup, and this person was Liu Aotian.

What is rhythm?Mr. Liu, who has always taken pleasure in mocking Lu Yunfei, is so distraught at the moment, how could Xue Jiahui miss this opportunity to boo, and asked Liu Aotian with a smile: "Mr. Liu, why don't you go in since you are here?"

Liu Aotian laughed self-deprecatingly, and his expression returned to normal, but instead he gave her a wink, which made Xue Jiahui puzzled.

In the end, she decided to skip the step of asking Mr. Nie, and she went up to the back mountain with a bamboo basket on her back.

The flashes of thunder in the sky became more and more frequent. Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck the mountain. Xue Jiahui saw a flash of fire from a distance, and then there was a bang like the sound of a big tree falling to the ground. Not long after, a dazzling lightning illuminated the sky. In an instant, Xue Jiahui saw clearly that the piece of herbal medicine in front of her was exactly what she was looking for.

After picking enough herbs, Xue Jiahui tied one end of the bamboo basket with a straw rope to prevent them from being blown away by the wind, and walked back with difficulty against the wind.

When she returned to the same big tree after several rounds, Xue Jiahui was sure that she was lost. The marks left on the mountain could not be seen clearly now, the sky had changed, and her sight became worse. way back.

A drop or two of rain began to fall from the sky, followed by thunderclaps, and then the rain intensified, pattering on the leaves.Xue Jiahui continued to walk blindly despite the wind and rain, and suddenly thought of the ferocious beast that Nie Wenxing mentioned last night. She was not afraid, but she was vigilant with every step she took.

The rain was so loud that she could hardly hear other voices, but she could vaguely hear someone calling her name, from far to near, which made her feel a little nervous. Could it be that there are ghosts in this mountain!

Moreover, the ghost's cry seemed to be getting closer and closer, and Xue Jiahui was even more frightened, as if there was an invisible thing chasing her behind her, she ran without seeing the way, but slipped and fell hard wrestle.

It didn't matter if she fell, but Xue Jiahui was standing on a piece of soft soil, and the soil became softer and swollen after absorbing water. After she fell like this, she actually slid down the whole area, and took away some plants with weak roots. Xue Jiahui was in a hurry Grasping a thick tree trunk prevented her from sliding down with the mud and rocks. She was hanging in the air on the tree, and it was difficult to perform light kung fu without a suitable foothold, and she was in a dilemma.

The back of the mountain is so big that I blindly searched down and didn't know when I would find it. Not long after going up the mountain, Nie Wenxing and Yuan Hao separated. Nie Wenxing walked south, calling Xue Jiahui's name all the way. Rolling down, I heard a faint cry for help accompanied by the sound of rain.

"Xue Jiahui? Xue Jiahui!" Nie Wenxing hurried forward, seeing that the person calling for help was really Xue Jiahui.

Xue Jiahui was lying on the tree trunk and shivering. I don't know if it was because of the cold or fear. She is in a very bad condition. The mud and rocks are still sliding down beside her at a high speed with the rain. , and the ground near her has collapsed, making it difficult to approach for a while.

"Don't move, I'll be right over!" Nie Wenxing steadied his footsteps and approached her step by step through the muddy water.

Seeing Nie Wenxing approaching, Xue Jiahui shouted loudly: "Mr. Nie, it's dangerous! Don't come here! Otherwise, both of us will go down!"

Although the trunk was thick, it couldn't bear the weight of two people. Xue Jiahui barely supported it with her arms, her legs were still dangling.If there is someone who knows martial arts at this time, he can use lightness kung fu to use the tree trunk as a stepping stone, and the two of them can escape smoothly, but Nie Wenxing is a scholar with no strength to restrain a chicken, and Xue Jiahui is more worried about his safety. Those who have a foundation in martial arts may not necessarily suffer serious injuries even if they really roll down.

"Mr. Nie, don't go any further! It's too dangerous!"

How could Nie Wenxing listen to her? Even if she wasn't Miss Xue but just an ordinary student, he wouldn't just stand by and not save her. "Lie on your stomach and don't move!" His voice was full of majesty, and his tone was more like an order.

"Don't come here, it's too dangerous!"

Nie Wenxing didn't stop at all and walked faster. The accumulated water on the mountain rolled down the mud and rocks, and the resistance was too great. He took a step and took half a step back. It seemed that he might be blown down and sucked into the mud flow at any moment.

Xue Jiahui crouched on the tree trunk and sweated for him, her heart almost jumped into her throat. Although she usually hated Mr. Nie, when she thought that he might be injured because of saving herself, she panicked for some reason. Suddenly she Think of a way...

While he hasn't gone far... now he has to do so...

"Mr. Nie, go back quickly and call other people to save me!" After speaking, Xue Jiahui let go of her hand and fell into the rolling mud.

"Be careful!" Nie Wenxing watched her fall into the mud flow. Before Xue Jiahui fell, she untied the bamboo basket and hung it on the branch. Now that she was gone, the bamboo basket was blown crookedly by the wind.

Nie Wenxing clenched his fists, his originally handsome facial features were slightly distorted by anger, he was angry that he didn't immediately save people.

In fact, he just needed to use a little martial arts to easily save her, but this would expose his identity, so he didn't do it, but he didn't expect Xue Jiahui to let him go so that he would not be in danger.

"I'm really sorry..." Nie Wenxing muttered, then jumped out of the mud flow and slid down with Xue Jiahui.

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