Luo Yin was sent by Senior Brother Zhang of the Hundred Swords Gate to the nearest hospital to treat his sword wounds, and Senior Brother Zhang left after leaving Luo Yin more than 30 taels of silver for the decoction and medicine because he wanted to rush back to the door to pay tribute to the deceased master.

After a few days of treatment, Luo Yin's injuries gradually improved. But seeing that it had been delayed for several days because of the injury, he was ready to leave the road before the wound had completely healed.

After paying the medical fee of two taels of silver for the medical hall, he looked at the remaining nearly thirty taels of silver, and counted them over and over again.

This time it was a blessing in disguise, although the danger and a lot of injuries, but also a lot of money, plus the remaining silver on the body is almost forty taels. As long as you save a little along the way, you should be able to support yourself to complete the remaining two years, and finally you don't have to walk through the streets and alleys every day to metabolize letters.

With a huge sum of forty taels of silver on his back in the book basket, Luo Yin looked for a restaurant with a lot of money, ordered two meat and two vegetables and a pot of wine to treat himself, and fed the gluttonous insects that had not seen a little meat for many months.

After he had eaten and drunk, he set out on his journey again.

Nanyue was the easternmost of the southwestern states, and further eastward it reached the southern wasteland boundary, while its northern border bordered the southwestern part of Chu. Therefore, Luo Yin no longer went all the way east, but instead turned north in Nanyue, first to the southwestern prefectures of Chu, and then to the east of Chu.

Half a month later, looking at the boundary monument with two big characters written in front of him, Luo Yin sighed for a while, and finally walked to the Chu State.

I met the immortal on the third day of August last year, and half a month later officially set off on the road of searching for immortals according to the requirements of the immortal, and now it is July of the second year. It took him nearly a year to travel more than 10,000 miles, and finally walked to the border of Chu on foot.

He raised his feet and stepped across the border between Chu and Nanyue in one step, and stepped into the border of Chu. He glanced back at the boundary monument behind him, turned and walked forward, without hesitation.

The weeds on the border swayed gently in the breeze, as if to say goodbye to the departing travelers.

Summer is gone, autumn leaves are scattered, and the cold winter winds blow away the green of the earth. Although it is located in the south, the winter in the southwest is always cold and cold, blowing through the clothes on the body, making people feel a cold that penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

The southwest of this Chu country is a plateau, with many high mountains and steep mountains, and the climate is changeable, humid and rainy, and when the rainy season comes, it will rain for several months. Due to the abundant rainfall, the southwest rivers crisscross like a sharp sword through the lofty mountains.

Luo Yin endured the biting cold wind, stood on the west bank of a big river, looked at the turbulent river that connected the north and south in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, how to cross this big river that is more than a mile wide.

The river is wide and fast, and it is impossible to swim directly through it.

After searching around, he couldn't find a place where the water was gentle, and the river was cold and bitterly cold in winter, so he gave up the idea of swimming directly and walked down the riverbank, hoping to find a ferry to cross the river.

I just walked for two days in a row, traveled nearly 100 miles along the river, and still passed through the mountains and mountains, and did not find any village or crossing.

He knew that he could not afford to delay any longer by the river, and that he had to find a way to cross the river.

He drew his short knife, cut off the branches and trunks of the trees by the river, peeled off some bark, cut some rattans, and spent half a day setting up a simple raft by the river.

After the raft was tied, he carefully checked the tightness of the rattan bark to make sure that the rudimentary means of crossing the river could carry him to the east bank. Otherwise, if the raft falls apart in the river, he will have to die at the bottom of the river and feed the fish and shrimp.

After pushing the raft into the river, he jumped up, followed the current on the raft, and took out a simple oar from the raft and rowed it towards the opposite bank.

As the raft drifted without knowing how far it had drifted, the waves finally pushed the raft to the east. Seeing that it was not far from the east bank, the current swept the raft back to the center of the river, and after trying this a few times, Luo Yin finally found that he could not expect the current to send him directly to the shore.

At this time, the simple raft became more and more loose under the continuous impact of the flowing water, and it was seen that it was about to fall apart.

Looking at the raft that was about to fall apart beneath his feet, he knew he had to take a risk.

At one of his closest touches to the riverbank, Luo Yin jumped off the raft and into the raging water, and at this time, the raft finally scattered into logs and quickly disappeared into the turbulent current.

As soon as he entered the water, the biting cold froze his body to the point of convulsions, and he swam desperately towards the shore to relieve the cold.

Enduring the icy water, he swam to the shore with all his might, because there were towering cliffs all around him and it was difficult to go ashore directly, so he could only look for something raised to grasp.

On several occasions, when I was about to grasp a branch sticking out of the east bank, or was about to touch the raised rocks on the bank, I was always swept downstream by the rushing river.

His physical strength was constantly exhausted, and the icy river water took away his body heat, and his face turned white from the cold.

He already felt that he was dying, and if he didn't get to shore quickly, he would soon freeze to death or drown in the river. The east bank, which is only a few steps away, seems to be impossible to reach under the impact of the current.

Luo Yin was unwilling to give up, and he struggled to grasp everything he could on the shore, whether it was stones, branches, or weeds......

Again and again, again and again, he continued to rise and fall in the current, like a rootless duckweed. The icy water slowly plunged him into a panic, and he struggled desperately......

Suddenly, he felt as if he had touched something, he subconsciously grabbed it, held it tightly, and his body that followed the flow finally stopped in the current, and his other hand was also stretched out at this time, grabbing the life-saving straw.

At this time, he finally saw what he was grasping, a vine the thickness of a forearm, a vine attached to the mountain wall on the east bank of the river.

He clung to the vine and began to climb towards the shore of the mountain wall.

A quarter of an hour later, Luo Yin finally climbed to the top of the mountain wall on the east bank, looking at the roaring river under his feet, and felt a little scared. If he hadn't just grabbed that rattan, he might have died at the bottom of the river.

The cold wind blew, and Luo Yin, who was soaked all over, shivered from the cold, and he hurriedly found a leeward place on the river bank and found some dry branches and hay. Then he took out the flint from the basket, and struck the two flints with trembling hands, and with great effort, he finally lit the hay on the ground and lit a warm bonfire.

He took off his soaked clothes and baked them by the fire, the light and heat of the raging flame made him feel warm like never before.

After resting for half a day, Luo Yin, who had recovered his strength, embarked on the journey again.

Time passed little by little, and the weather became colder and colder, and Luo Yin finally found a village on the way, where he bought a thick cotton coat from the villagers.

On the southwestern plateau, flakes of snow fall from the sky, enveloping the entire land in silver, and the first snow of winter begins to fall.

State of Chu, Hengduan Mountains.

In a small town at the foot of the mountain, due to the cold winter wind, there is no one in the once lively street who is setting up stalls and selling, and the shops on the street are closed one by one, and the whole town seems empty.

It is only the laughter of children in the street houses from time to time, or the sound of adults chatting with each other, that this town has a sense of life.

The only inn in the town is bustling with activity at this time. Travelers sit in the lobby, eating hot meals, drinking warm wine, talking loudly, or whispering.

In the center of the lobby is a large brazier, which bubbles up from time to time, baking the air in the hall even warmer.

In the cold winter, people don't want to stay in the cold wind and ice and freeze, so the inn's business is quite hot.

Just as the travelers in the lobby were enjoying the warmth of the winter day, there was a sudden creaking sound from the door. Then the door was pushed open, and a shivering young man walked in.

Some of the passengers chatting curiously turned their heads to see who was still wandering outside in this cold day.

I saw that he was wearing a thick cotton coat, a furry hood, a scholar's book basket on his back, and a bamboo pole with the thickness of a wine glass in his hand. His face was blue from the cold, his body trembled slightly from time to time, and the snowflakes on his body fell to the ground from time to time, and were quickly melted into water droplets by the warm heat in the room.

The young man found a table where no one was and sat down, put the basket on his back at the foot of the table, took off the cotton coat on his body and the hat on his head, and shook the remaining snowflakes on it.

This young man is naturally Luo Yin, who is hurrying in the wind and snow.

As soon as he sat down, felt the warmth in the room for a while, and dispelled some of the cold on his body a little, the guy in the inn came to Luo Yin and asked, "Is the guest officer sharpening or staying in the hotel?"

Luo Yin replied: "Come to a single room and stay for one night." Then serve me a few special side dishes and warm a pot of wine. ”

This Chu country is really vast and sparsely populated, he has been traveling all the way in the past few days, and he has been deserted along the way, and he can't find a single village, and he has been freezing outside for several days today. I finally found a place to stay, so I naturally had to rest for a night and recuperate.

The man agreed, and went to the back kitchen to greet the food. After a while, a meat, three vegetarian dishes, four side dishes, and a pot of warm hot wine came.

Luo Yin poured a glass of wine and drank it all, and the warm wine quickly warmed up his almost frozen body. He raised his chopsticks, and the wind began to destroy the food, and the delicious wine and food made him feel only a little refreshed when he was hungry.

These days, the road is deserted, and I can't find a place to buy dry food. And it snowed heavily, and the animals in the wilderness didn't know where to hide, and they couldn't hunt if they wanted to.

After eating the dry food, he had been hungry for two days, but fortunately he finally came to this town before freezing to death.