Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms

On the south bank of Shenchuan, in the unnamed cave, the light from the fire was red and dazzling.

One of Xiao Man's hands had already reached Cheng Ling's lapel, he untied Cheng Ling's belt, and opened her outer lapel.

Just when he was about to continue to move, Cheng Ling, who had been struggling between sobriety and Mohu, finally raised the breath in his heart.

She raised a hand with difficulty, but there was still no strength in that hand, and it could only touch Xiao Man's hand lightly like a feather. Cheng Ling's voice was also very weak, and she said softly: "No ,don't want……"

Don't untie, can't untie!

But she couldn't say the last two words!

Cheng Ling was so anxious that a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, and a hot tide suddenly gushed out of his body that was shivering with cold. She was shivering all over, cold and hot, which is a common phenomenon of post-injury infection, which is called "cold and heat exchange" in traditional Chinese medicine.

Shocked and anxious, Xiao Man didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly stripped off Cheng Ling's outer clothes.

He propped up two sticks beside the fire, and after the outer clothes were stripped off, Xiao Man threw the clothes on the sticks and hung them up.

Cheng Ling's outer garment was a dark blue official uniform, but when it was peeled off, the snow-white inner garment was revealed.

On the shirt, there were groups of light red bloodstains that were shocking.

And the reason why the blood was light red, not deep red or bright red, was because Cheng Ling was soaked in water for a long time after being injured, and the blood on his clothes was soaked in water.

Xiao Man didn't dare to delay, he quickly took off Cheng Ling's snow-white jacket and trousers, and then... Xiao Man was stunned.

Underneath the middle coat, Cheng Ling was actually wearing a moon-white, short, bellyband-like little coat!

The small, half-length clothes are wrapped around the snow-white and slender young body. The chest is delicate and pretty, and the waist is thin and tough. It seems to be a jade lotus flower waiting to be released, reflected in the firelight of the cave. Down, breathtaking.

Xiao Man didn't know where to put his hands. He felt a buzzing in his head, as if he had seen something extremely shocking, but for a moment, his thinking seemed to be frozen, and he had lost his mind. ability to think.

He originally held Cheng Ling in his arms and put his hands on her waist, but at this moment, it was clear that Cheng Ling's waist was as delicate as jade, but Xiao Man seemed to have been electrocuted.

No, he seemed to have touched some unfathomable taboo, so that his heart beat wildly in panic, and he subconsciously let go of his hand.

Seeing that Cheng Ling was soft, as if he was about to fall onto the nearby fire, Xiao Man was shocked again: "Brother Cheng!"

He quickly stretched out his hands again, and hugged Cheng Ling back in a blink of an eye.

The man was hugged in his arms, but Xiao Man felt like he was hugging a hot potato.

He was at a loss, and didn't know where to put his eyes, so he could only slip away and try his best to glance at the wound on Cheng Ling's body from the corner of his eye.

On one side, Xiaoman murmured subconsciously: "Brother Cheng, you, what the hell are you..."

What the hell?

But he stopped talking again, his mind was so messed up that Xiao Man didn't know what to ask.

Until the corner of his eye was attracted by the wounds on Cheng Ling's body, Xiao Man inhaled lightly, his heart skipping a beat.

"Slap!" With a sound, Xiao Man slapped himself.

He raised his mind and hurriedly inspected all the wounds on Cheng Ling's body.

Cheng Ling's left arm and right leg were lacerated by arrows, but this was not the most serious one. The most serious one was the penetrating wound on Cheng Ling's right shoulder blade, near his chest!

Such a serious injury cannot be cured even under the conditions of sufficient medicine, not to mention that it is still in the barren mountains and mountains, where there is a shortage of medicine and medicine.

The only good news is that these wounds are no longer bleeding. It should be that Cheng Ling himself had previously struggled to stop the bleeding.

The Ever-changing and Imaginary Star Picker that Cheng Ling learned from the old man of Kongshan is indeed very miraculous. Just this technique of acupuncture to stop bleeding is a bit miraculous.

But acupuncture can only be used for a while, and it is obviously not enough to heal injuries.

After Xiao Man checked the wound clearly, he quickly groped in his arms.

He took out a small palm-sized pouch from the inner pocket at his waist, and opened the pouch, but what was inside was not broken silver, but two wax-sealed pills.

The pill is sealed with wax, waterproof and moisture-proof, even if it has been soaked in the river once, fortunately, it will not affect the use.

Xiao Man squeezed open one of the wax seals, revealing a bright red pill like cinnabar inside. He crushed the pills into powder and sprinkled them on each wound on Cheng Ling's body.

Sprinkle less on places with shallow injuries, and more on places with more injuries.

It was amazing that as soon as these pill powders fell on Cheng Ling's wound, they automatically melted into water, and then soaked into the flesh and blood of the wound like fine snow returning to the ground.

The wounds on Cheng Ling's body were swollen and whitish due to soaking in water, but as soon as the powder blended in, those whitish wounds became brighter in an instant.

It was as if the blood had returned, and there was a strange vitality permeating it.

Xiao Man breathed a sigh of relief, and he grabbed the white cuff of his shirt again, tore off a large piece of fabric from the sleeve, then cut the fabric into strips, and bandaged Cheng Ling's several wounds.

Of course, Cheng Ling had many wounds, but a sleeve was obviously not enough. Xiao Man fully contributed his two sleeves, plus a large circle of fabric at the hem of the middle coat, which was enough.

And Xiao Man's clothes are also wet, so before bandaging Cheng Ling, Xiao Man needs to dry the torn cloth strips separately - this does not need to be repeated, but the torment of the process is worth mentioning .

After all, it takes time to dry the strips of cloth, and Cheng Ling's outer and middle clothes were stripped off by Xiao Man. He sat by the fire with his arms around her to warm up, while turning his back to the entrance of the cave, doing his best for Cheng Ling. While keeping out the wind, you must also pay attention not to look at Cheng Ling with your eyes or touch Cheng Ling with your hands.

However, the more people avoid something, the easier it is to play something in their minds.

Xiaoman's memory is so good, the previous glimpse is enough for him to picture it in his mind. Even if he controls it immediately, but sometimes his thinking is going to run wild, how can it be so easy to control it?

Xiao Man's mind was full of turbulent waves, while holding a cloth strip in his hand, he put it on the fire alone to roast.

Cheng Ling leaned in his arms, Xiao Man could feel Cheng Ling's breath was hot, and he could smell it again, a faint fragrance in his arms, it seemed far away but still near, it seemed to be there, it seemed to be light and thick!

When Xiao Man really helped Cheng Ling bandage the wound, he was actually covered in a thin sweat.

Xiao Man breathed out lightly, at this time he squeezed another wax-sealed pill in his hand.

The pill was no longer bright red, but the usual tan. It's just that the luster is extraordinarily shiny, not like medicine, but like jewelry.

Xiao Man fed the pill to Cheng Ling's mouth, and whispered: "Brother Cheng, Brother Cheng..."