"Thousands of feet of silk sag, a wave of ten thousand waves. The cold fish in the still water at night do not eat, and the boat is full of empty moon and returns. ”

In a small boat, a thin teenager was rocking his oars and approaching the shore of the lake. There were only a few fishing fires on the boat, which illuminated the dry night and reflected a young face.

This is a young man, who seems to be seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in coarse linen, with a pair of eyes that are rarely bright, a broad forehead, and a full spirit, which makes people feel that this son will not be a thing in the pool one day.

The boy's name is Ke Jiao, a fisherman, who has lived in the Wuchang Mansion area of Hubei Province for many years. However, Ke Jiao has been a little anxious recently, and he is busy up and down every day.

This is also because Ke Jiao's lazy gambler father passed away two years ago, leaving a lot of bad debts, the so-called father's debt to the son, to rely on his son to repay, the local fishing tyrant Li Dahu's account Mr. Chen Er, this period of time is urgent, and Ke Jiao wants to take the money to pay back.

However, in the past two years, Ke Jiao has been fishing day and night, and in exchange for so many two dollars, it is probably very difficult to repay this account. But if the money is really not repaid, it is estimated that it will not be just a beating, but the tent Chen Er is still thinking about Ke Jiao's ten-year-old sister Ke Zhu, and shouting to sell her to the kiln to repay the money.

Ke Jiao felt sorry for his sister-in-law, how could he agree with Chen Er's calculations, so he had no choice but to run out to fish in the middle of the night, only hoping to catch more fish to repay his dead father's gambling bill.

"Poof!"

The oars also don't know what to hit and make weird noises. At that moment, a wizened paw reached out and grabbed the bow of the ship.

With the darkness of the night, this scene is of course unusually terrifying.

Ke Jiao was taken aback, he had been fishing for so many years, and he had never encountered such a thing. I can't help but be confused in my head.

"Could it be that a water ghost is going to get on the boat!!"

Fishermen who have lived on the shore of the lake for a long time have inevitably heard this kind of rumor, either the water ghost is looking for a stand-in, or the water monkey is making trouble. changed to another person, probably either scared stupid, or indiscriminately smashed the fishing paddle in his hand.

But Ke Jiao was naturally bold. His eyes lit up, and the whole person leaned over, and after a closer look, he found that there was a person under the boat, probably overboard, so he put his hand up and planned to climb onto the boat.

"Ouch, that's not good!"

Ke Jiao thought that human life was at stake, and he didn't have time to think about it. Directly rescued people. It was a middle-aged man, dressed in dark blonde clothes, full of gray hair, who appeared to be injured.

"Hey, man, you're alright!"

He asked, and the man opened his dull eyes in a drowsy manner, waiting to speak. Suddenly, his body bent and coughed wildly. opened his mouth and spit out, and a black blood mist erupted wildly,

Ke Jiao was naturally taken aback. The other party also rolled his eyes at this time and fainted. He hurriedly reached out and probed between the other party's mouth and nose, and found that the other party's body was not moving, but there was still breathing between the noses.

"I don't know who this man is. He looked injured, but there were no signs on his body. ”

Obviously not a traumatic injury, but a person who fell into the water, the situation is more complicated. Although I don't know who the other party is and what injuries he has suffered. But Koggio couldn't sit idly by. He was going to get the people back and think about anything else.

Anyway, he didn't catch a fish, and Ke Jiao planned to go home first, but since he saved someone, he couldn't bear to die so silently. He planned to take this person to the county to find Doctor Lu.

It was a great benevolent man, who often did not need money to consult and see a doctor in the poor neighborhood, although it was late at night, but it was important to save people, and he had to send people over first.

He first rocked the boat to the shore, and then didn't care about anything else, carried the middle-aged man on his back, and strode towards the county seat. This is also because he is young and strong, although he looks thin and weak, but his physical strength and endurance are very good, so he can still run with such a person on his back.

There are also several miles from here to the county seat, and it is also inconvenient to blind the fire in the dark. But Kejiao was hot on the ancient road, and he made a quick decision and went straight to the intersection.

Who knew that he was halfway through, and suddenly there was a heavy rain from the sky, which was supposed to be night, and it rained again, and even the lanterns were extinguished.

There are no people in front of you and no shops in front of you, the environment is terrible, and the rain is gradually increasing.

The aura of the man behind him was getting weaker and weaker, and he hesitated for a moment, and found that there was a dilapidated mountain temple not far away, and the lights could be faintly seen, just to shelter from the wind and rain.

Carrying the extinguished lantern, Ke Jiao rushed into the temple.

He carried a person on his back, ran for so long, no matter how good his physique was, he couldn't hold it, and now he was out of breath, passing through the broken temple gate and entering the temple.

I don't know if this temple is dedicated to the gods all the way, there is only a clay embryo-like statue, and a few big red candles are crackling, burning vigorously. Not far away, an old monk with kind eyebrows and white eyebrows sat cross-legged in front of the statue, looking at him with low open and closed eyes, and it seemed that he was at least sixty or seventy years old.

"This master, my companion has been injured, and we want to rest for a while."

"The donor is polite, this temple is a borderless place, and the old monk is just one step earlier."

The old monk stood up and said in a low voice, "The old monk is new to medical skills, can you let me see what injuries this injured donor has suffered?" ”

"Of course, of course. Originally, I wanted to find Dr. Lu, and if the monk could cure the disease, it would be better. ”

"How can the old monk have this ability, compared to that Lu Shen Doctor."

The old monk smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to put his hand on the middle-aged man's pulse.

"Little brother? I don't know your last name yet. ”

"What is the high surname, what is the big name."

Ke Jiao smiled and said heartily: "My surname is Ke Mingjiao, I am a local fisherman who lives nearby, a monk, I can't hide it, this old man was caught in the lake by me fishing." ”

"Fished from the lake. In that case......"

The old monk frowned.

"Huh! Odd! ”

What he said was strange, naturally not because he was strange about the origin of this person, but because he noticed that the other party's pulse was strange, and he was quick and fast for a while, and if there was nothing for a while, he just had a dull breath, and he felt that his life was short.

"That's it! As the saying goes, saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter! ”

The old monk heard Ke Jiao say that the other party was fished from the lake, and he could vaguely guess the origin of this person. But he knew this, and he couldn't die without help.

Immediately supported the other party's body, so that his body turned away from him, and at the same time, the palm pressed the person's large vertebral acupoint, and a pure yang Buddha sect internal force crossed over.

Ke Jiao was dumbfounded, he didn't know martial arts, and he didn't know that the old monk was using pure Shaolin internal strength to dredge the meridians for the other party, but he also heard the old monk say that he knew how to use medicine, so he naturally thought that the other party was smelting the sick and saving people.

"It's such a powerful medical skill, just a pair of hands holding down someone else's back, and a pillar of smoke comes out of the head?!"

After the time of the three pillars of incense in one breath, the old monk was really angry, and the steam overflowed above his head, turning into a screen, which was also his Shaolin internal skill, almost compared to the senior monk of the Shaolin generation.

After the three pillars of incense, the old monk gradually reaped the merits, he put his hands together and recited Amitabha Buddha in his mouth.

"Master, how's it going, is my friend getting better?"

"It's hard, it's hard!"

The old monk said three difficult words in one mouth. (To be continued.) )