Chapter 208: I Just Slipped
In the mountains and forests.
"Master, you haven't slept all night. You should take a rest."
Wang Zhong looked at Xuanyuan Jin with a worried look on his face.
Although the young master's health has improved a lot, I wonder if he can withstand this ordeal?
Be sure not to catch a cold.
Xuanyuan Jin's clothes were covered in mud, his hair was messy, his face was pale, and his eyes were bloodshot.
I was almost going crazy with anxiety.
"Grandpa hasn't been found yet, how can I sleep?" Xuanyuan Jin said anxiously.
The voice was a little hoarse.
Even blisters appeared on my lips.
After saying that, he strode into the woods, wanting to continue searching.
"Master, wait a minute, drink this bowl of ginger soup first..."
Wang Zhong chased after him, holding a lunch box in one hand and ginger soup in the other.
"Master! The old general has been found!"
Zhang Cheng came running over to report the news, his face full of excitement.
Xuanyuan Jin was overjoyed.
"Where's Grandpa?"
"Under the cliff..."
Before Zhang Cheng could finish his words, Xuanyuan Jin ran towards the distant cliff.
Wang Zhong put the bowl in Zhang Cheng's hand.
"Drink this bowl of ginger soup to get rid of the cold."
After saying that, he quickly chased after Xuanyuan Jin.
Zhang Cheng was also thirsty and tired, but he didn't hesitate and drank the ginger soup with his head tilted back.
"Master, be careful!"
Suddenly, Wang Zhong's heart-wrenching scream was heard.
Zhang Cheng turned around and his pupils suddenly shrank.
I saw a crossbow arrow flashing with cold light and shooting towards Xuanyuan Jin.
Zhang Cheng was so frightened that he flew towards Xuanyuan Jin.
However, how can we get help at this distance?
What's more, the crossbow arrows are so fast that they are difficult to dodge.
Zhang Cheng just felt his mind went blank.
At this moment, Xuanyuan Jin slipped and lunged forward suddenly. The crossbow arrow brushed past his scalp and flew past.
Xuanyuan Jin fell to the ground with a "bang".
The black-clad guards around attacked the assassin holding a crossbow.
Even after the assassin was caught, Zhang Cheng's heart was still pounding and he didn't come to his senses.
He couldn't imagine what would have happened if the young master hadn't dodged the crossbow arrow.
Wang Zhong had already thrown away the food box in his hand, ran over with weak legs, and helped the young master up.
"Master, are you okay?"
As Wang Zhong spoke, tears were about to fall.
When he thought of what had just happened, he trembled with fear.
"I'm fine."
Xuanyuan Jin frowned and looked at the crossbow arrow on the ground, ignoring the dirt on his clothes.
The crossbow arrow was stuck in the ground, with only the tail exposed.
This shows how great the force was just now.
Xuanyuan Jin's heart was also beating wildly.
He could still feel the crossbow arrow flying past his scalp with the sound of breaking wind.
He had to admit that he had already stepped into the gate of hell.
If the other foot hadn't slipped, both feet would have gone in.
However, this crossbow was an important weapon in the imperial court.
How come you are here?
Xuanyuan Jin frowned and thought.
"Jin'er! Jin'er, how are you?"
Two soldiers carried the old general on a wooden board and ran over quickly.
Following behind were Boss Su and others.
The old general was lying on the wooden board and did not see what happened just now.
But Wang Zhong’s scream was too shrill.
The old general didn't see it, but he heard it.
I was so scared that I almost jumped off the board and ran over.
"Grandpa, I'm fine." Xuanyuan Jin came back to his senses and hurried over to him, "Grandpa, how are you?"
After saying that, he saw the wound on the old general's chest.
"Grandpa, are you hurt?!"
Xuanyuan Jin couldn't help but feel worried.
My grandfather is old and suffered such a serious injury.
One careless move will affect your lifespan.
"It's okay! Just a minor injury." The old general said indifferently.
Then, he looked at the crossbow arrow on the ground.
My heart tightened and I broke out in a cold sweat.
My own grandson can actually dodge the crossbow.
What a blessing!
"Jin'er, not bad! It seems that your kung fu has improved. You can even dodge this kind of crossbow arrow." The old general looked pleased.
Although he still had a weak voice, he couldn't hide the joy on his face.
Of course he was happy that his grandson could learn martial arts.
After all, there will probably be a lot of blood and gore around my grandson in the future.
He didn't dare to force it before, as long as his grandson could keep his life, that was enough.
Now that his grandson is in good health, he naturally hopes that he can get even better.
After hearing the old general's words, the guards around looked at Xuanyuan Jin with admiration.
Crossbow arrows are different from other bows and arrows. They are fast and powerful.
It would be difficult to avoid it unless you have great kung fu skills.
Of course, unless the archer is very bad and misses the target.
It was obvious that the assassin just now was a master and his aim was very accurate.
"Grandpa, actually... I just didn't step firmly and slipped." Xuanyuan Jin said with a strange expression.
The old general, “…”
Is it such a coincidence?
Why doesn't he believe it?
Not only did the old general not believe it, but the guards around him also didn't believe it.
There's no way, who has such good luck?
Slipping and falling can save a life?
Isn't this just a coincidence?
Others don't believe it, but Boss Su does.
"Hehe... Young Master Yang is so lucky." Boss Su said happily.
He himself often encounters good luck, so he doesn't think it's a big deal for other people's good luck.
As soon as Boss Su spoke, the old general immediately remembered his savior.
"Come, Jin'er, it's this little brother who saved grandpa's life." The old general pointed at Boss Su and said.
"Thank you, Brother Su, for saving my grandpa."
Xuanyuan Jin bowed to Boss Su seriously.
Boss Su waved his hands hurriedly.
"You're welcome. You saved my sister too."
The old general looked at Boss Su and said with a half-smile, "Little brother, didn't you say... your last name is not Su?"
Boss Su, “…”
"Hahaha...ah!" The old general laughed out loud, but unfortunately it pulled his wound and he cried out in pain.
"Grandpa!" Xuanyuan Jin frowned worriedly, "Please stop talking for now."
After saying this, he looked at the two officers and soldiers carrying the old general and ordered, "Send grandpa down the mountain to recuperate!"
These two people are the old general's confidants, and Xuanyuan Jin also knows them.
Then he turned around and told Wang Zhong, "You and grandpa go down the mountain together and take care of grandpa."
What Xuanyuan Jin meant was that he wanted the old general to go to the mansion to recuperate.
After all, the conditions in the mountains are harsh, and there is a lack of medical care and medicine. We definitely cannot leave the old general in the mountains.
Besides, it is convenient to have Doctor Wang in the mansion.
After hearing Xuanyuan Jin's instructions, Wang Zhong hesitated and said, "Master, you... aren't going down the mountain?"
"I still have something to do." Xuanyuan Jin said.
"But, Master, you haven't slept all night and haven't eaten anything..."
When Wang Zhong heard that the young master was not going down the mountain, his face was filled with worry, and there was a hint of anxiety in his tone.
He was really worried about the young master's health.
When the old general heard that his grandson had not rested all night, he immediately became anxious.
"Jin'er, go down the mountain with grandpa immediately!"
He originally wanted to recuperate in the mountains, but seeing his grandson like this, he felt that he should go down the mountain to look after him.
What's more, his assassination attempt was naturally handled by his confidants, so his grandson didn't need to worry about it.
My grandson is in the mountains, what else could happen?
The old general had no idea that something big was going to happen to his grandson!
The matter was so serious that it left him dumbfounded.
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