Dressed as the hero Bai Yueguang, I defeated the villain

At the moment of falling, Yan Shijun felt that the water in his head when he made the decision to jump off the cliff was thrown out in an instant.What I was feeling affectionately just now was all bullshit. In a film and television drama, the protagonist willingly jumps off the cliff for the sake of his beloved. This kind of operation can only exist in TV dramas. In the real world, this kind of suicidal behavior is completely brainwashed All right!

The speculation about the unknown and the fear of death surged up at that moment.The scene in front of him became more and more blurred, and he seemed to see someone calling his name heartbreakingly on the edge of the cliff.

That person is Shen Chichuan, right?

The sound of the wind blowing against the ear covered all the sounds, and the body fell down unconsciously. This is different from bungee jumping. Bungee jumping is with an exciting mentality, but now I am holding the mentality of courting death.

He no longer has the mind to think too much, anyway, he should burp, in this strange world, for a person he just met not long ago, he just gave up his life like this.Died in the deep mountains and old forests, without the love of his father or mother, he is just a little cabbage.

Calculated based on the acceleration of gravity and the total displacement, Yan Shijun reckoned that it was time to go to the end. He closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate, and silently made a wish: He is willing to spend 20 years of being single in exchange for a safe life this time, but it is impossible, 50 Years are fine...

(Don't ask why he has been missing for so long, it's because of the system.)

There is a forest under the cliff, and Yan Shijun directly smashed it in. After a while, the expected pain did not come, Yan Shijun slowly opened one eye, and the goal was a field of dead leaves, and it was a distance I have almost two meters of dead leaves.

That is, he was hooked.

He is not dead!

Yan Shijun touched himself from top to bottom in horror, except for some scratches on the ground by branches, there were no scars!

When he was pleasantly surprised, he suddenly regretted: Is it too late to take back what he said just now that he would trade 50 years of being single in exchange for one life?

He turned his head with difficulty, and saw that his belt was hanging on the branch. It's really a loss for not giving five-star praise for its quality!

His happiness didn't last long, and a new problem came up again-how should he go on?

Looking around this place, besides trees or trees, not to mention people, there is not even a living thing. He couldn't starve to death here without falling to his death, right?

Yan Shijun was hung up, and the belt could not control the direction. As long as he moved a little, he would start to rotate. Yan Shijun shouted for help at the top of his voice. When he turned, there was a 360-five-degree rotating stereo sound effect.But the sound effect is really good, at least one person was called.

A half-grown child was carrying a basket almost as high as him, and came all the way from the mountain, and happened to make eye contact with Yan Shijun who was hanging.

The child looked ashen, with wounds on his face, thin and small, he looked like a farmer's child, raised his head and asked him suspiciously: "What are you doing here?"

Yan Shijun: "Would you believe me when I said that the view from the top is good to see the scenery?"

The child didn't say anything, but he didn't intend to help him either. He glanced at him cautiously and wanted to leave directly. Yan Shijun kicked his legs and turned himself in the opposite direction, and shouted at the child's leaving back: "Hey, help!" I'll come down, okay, children can't be so inhumane!"

The child obviously wants to carry out inhumanity to the end, and doesn't care about it.

Yan Shijun gritted his molars: "If you help me get down, I will definitely repay you!"

The child seemed to have never heard of it.

Seeing that the child was about to walk out of sight, Yan Shijun glanced at the herbs in the basket behind him, and had an idea: "Someone in your family is injured, right? And you are in urgent need of herbs, right? I can help you, I am a doctor!"

The child's footsteps stopped.

After a moment.

The child put down the basket, struggled to climb up the tree, took out a gleaming sickle from behind his waist and gestured, which made Yan Shijun startled: "What are you doing?"

The child simply slid down Yan Shijun's belt with a knife, and with a plop, Yan Shijun fell directly to the ground.

He felt as if something had pierced his kidney...

"Can't you just cut off the branches? I only have such a belt, and my pants are going to fall off!"

The child scratched his head and suddenly realized: "Yes."

Yan Shijun: ...

Don't you think your "yes" came a little too late?

The child didn't talk too much nonsense, with an indifferent expression on his face, he said straight to the point: "You said you can help me."

"Okay, okay," Yan Shijun helped his waist helplessly, glanced into the basket, and said with disgust, "Most of the herbs in yours are used to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and are mainly used to treat trauma, and herbs are hard to find in winter. Look at you. The red flowers are all rotten like this."

Yan Shijun rummaged through his basket in disgust, and clicked his tongue twice to express his disdain.

The child had a cold face: "I know that winter herbs are hard to find, and it is already rare to find these. How about you tell me what should I do?"

"Isn't this difficult?" Yan Shijun waved his hands indifferently, "Naturally, we must look for winter herbs in winter."

The child's eyes lit up: "What?"

……

Not long after, under the guidance of Yan Shijun, the child picked a basket of fresh herbs.

The child was holding the pile of herbs, and looked at him with some disbelief: "Is this thing useful?"

"Are you questioning me?" Yan Shijun didn't come up in one breath, "I have thoughts thousands of years ahead of you, okay, I know much more than you."

The child nodded suspiciously, and was about to go back with the basket on his back.

Yan Shijun's belt was broken, so he could only hold his trousers in one hand and limped behind the child.

"Hey, kid, where is this place?" Yan Shijun took the time to ask while paying attention to his feet.

The child walked in front and replied without looking back, "Nancheng."

"Where is Nancheng?"

The child looked back at him with contempt: "Nancheng is Nancheng, where else can it be, and why do you follow me all the time?"

Yan Shijun held his trousers in one hand, brushed aside the weeds in front of him with the other, and walked in: "I'm not familiar with this place, so what if I get lost?"

With a cold face, the child gave him a blank look: "When you get out of the woods, don't follow me."

"Fine, fine," Yan Shijun stretched out four fingers and swore, "Following you is a puppy."

The child walked in front, and it seemed that he was used to walking here. The ravines in the mountains and the overgrown weeds passed smoothly, but Yan Shijun was different. tugging at the pants.

The child is light in stature, and Yan Shijun has fallen on countless somersaults, tripped over many vines, and eaten countless mouthfuls of dirt along the way.

Although the child didn't look back, Yan Shijun could tell from his trembling shoulders that this brat must be smiling! !

Now relying on this child to go out of this forest, Yan Shijun gritted his teeth to hold back his anger, the child walked halfway, suddenly turned his head, and said hesitantly: "Are you a doctor?"

Yan Shijun paused for a moment, then nodded, "That's right."

"I'll take you out, and you have to do me a favor."

Yan Shijun narrowed his eyes: "What if I don't help?"

The child took a step back, just separated from Yan Shijun by a big or small tiankeng: "This is a hunting pit set up by hunters. If you don't take me with you, you can't get out, and there are many wolves here." .”

Yan Shijun's legs softened: Who did this little brat learn so much from?

He gritted his back molars: "Help, tell me."

The child said: "Since you know some Qihuang techniques, I want you to save my sister."

This child is quite caring, Yan Shijun's heart is soft, and his heart was relieved by the child's words, and he didn't want to blame him, so he agreed: "Okay, I promise you."

"If you can't do it," the child said from a distance, and took out a jade pendant from his bosom, "I won't return it to you."

When Yan Shijun touched his pocket, there was only such a valuable thing all over his body, and he came out of the Palace of Never Night, the little boy really has the ability.

"Good, good, good."

When he goes out, definitely hang him up and beat him up.

It's not good for children to make troubles, most of them are owed, just give them a spanking - Yan Shijun knows this truth well.

The child put away the jade pendant and led him all the way down the mountain. I don't know if it was Yan Shijun's illusion, but he always felt that the second half of the walk was particularly smooth.

Yan Shijun found a vine to tie up the waist of his trousers. Although it was not strong, he was always holding his trousers without using his hands, which was really unsightly.After packing up, he said casually: "The second half of the road is quite smooth, unlike the first half, which almost killed me."

The child's figure paused, and hummed lightly: "That's because I took you on purpose in the first half of the path, and wanted to throw you."

Yan Shijun: "???"

Listen, listen, is this something that humans can do?

These words made Yan Shijun even more determined to beat him up!

The child released him and took good care of him all the way. They went down the mountain and saw Nancheng from a distance.Nancheng doesn't look small, it's full of people, the streets are bustling, and people are coming and going.The child took him to a remote small house on the outskirts of the city. The house looked dilapidated from the outside, and it was not unlike a thousand-year-old haunted house loved by horror lovers.The child knocked on the door, but no one answered, but he knocked on the door a crack.

The door was not closed tightly.

The child seemed to have thought of something, threw the basket, and ran into the yard. Before Yan Shijun could react, he was hit on the head by the basket: "Oh, I said you little brat..."

The little kid had already disappeared at the door of the back room, and Yan Shijun reluctantly followed him in with a basket in his hand. When he entered the door, he saw a girl get up from the ground, her clothes were torn and tattered, and she was covered in ashes. In the room, you can see the whole picture at a glance. There are not many things, and they are all smashed into a mess.

The child helped the person on the ground up, and cried bitterly: "Sister! Sister! Sister, did those people come again, did they beat you again?"

Yan Shijun sighed, helped to tidy up the things on the ground, cleared out a path, and prepared to go up to check the girl's injuries.When they met this man's eyes, both of them froze.

"Master Yan?"

"Qing Mei?"