"Grass!!!"
In the wooden cabin filled with candlelight, the man on the bed suddenly woke up.
"woke up?"
The unfamiliar environment and sounds instantly alerted Fu Wenzhou, but he was still immersed in the horror of the dream and failed to snap out of it in time.
It took several seconds for him to regain consciousness.
He dreamt that his girlfriend was getting married to another man, and he was so frightened that he woke up.
Fu Wenzhou was still shaken and wanted to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, but then he realized that his hands were wrapped in bandages and he couldn't move them.
I moved my legs and found that it was the same.
He frowned immediately and began to look around. The room was not very big and the furniture was scarce, so Fu Wenzhou immediately spotted the boy sitting there wearing a cassock.
"Who are you?"
Fu Wenzhou's tone was slightly cold. Before he lost consciousness, he had encountered a ferocious beast. His gun had run out of bullets, so he could only fight with his bare hands using cold weapons. In the end, he won, but he was also seriously injured and fainted.
I woke up here.
He narrowed his eyes, his gaze unreadable: "You are Yun Fang?"
The boy smiled and fiddled with the Buddhist prayer beads in his hand: "Yunfang was my master, but he has already passed away."
Fu Wenzhou's heart sank, and his blood seemed to freeze. He struggled to get out of bed and rush to confront the man, but he was covered in sore flesh that he couldn't move an inch.
All you can do is stare intently at the other person with your eyes.
The boy's smile widened: "The grave is on this island. If you don't believe me, I can take you to see it."
Fu Wenzhou gritted his teeth so hard they almost ground to powder: "I'm warning you! If you keep spouting nonsense, I'll cripple you!"
He was wrapped up like a mummy, with half his face covered by white cloth, making him look quite comical, so threats were ineffective.
The boy frowned. "I was just about to say, please don't swear. It's bad behavior."
Fu Wenzhou: "I! Want! To! See! Yun! Fang!"
The boy said helplessly, "My master passed away three years ago and has long since turned into a pile of bones. You can't find him."
He paused for a moment, then said, "Many people have been looking for him over the years, but you are the only one who has been able to get through the Misty Forest."
Fu Wenzhou had no interest in any of that; he had only one goal: "My wife is sick, and only Master Yunfang can save her, so... could I meet him? I'll pay any price."
"Do you city people think that money can buy everything?"
"No, it's because all I can give you is money."
The boy said, "...My master is really dead."
The boy opened the door, and a blast of cold wind rushed in. Through the wind and waves, the boy pointed into the distance: "See that? There's a monument over there. The person buried inside is my master."
Fu Wenzhou has excellent eyesight; even from this distance, he can clearly see the words on the tombstone.
Tomb of my teacher Yunfang
Disciple Yun Nianke
Fu Wenzhou froze abruptly, as if a layer of frost had enveloped his body. He felt a crimson liquid well up in his throat and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Yun Nian was frightened and immediately stepped forward to apply acupuncture to him, suppressing his meridians. Her tone became serious: "You just escaped death, and you want to die again?"
Fu Wenzhou's eyes were empty and lifeless, filled with deep despair. He felt cold all over and was in pain all over his body, as if the pain of being torn apart by wild beasts in the deep forest these days had come back again. His body and heart were in excruciating pain.
Seeing his appearance, Yun Nian sighed helplessly, "Although my master is dead, I am still alive. Since you have made it through the Misty Forest, I will naturally grant your request."
The turn of events was so sudden that Fu Wenzhou was stunned for a moment before he realized what had happened, and his face turned green with anger.
He wanted to get angry, but he was afraid that if he offended someone, that person wouldn't come to save his Youyou.
Finally, he forced a smile and asked, "Is your medical skill up to par?"
Yun Nian could tell that this person must have a terrible temper. Just now, he looked like he wanted to beat her up, but he probably held back because he needed her help.
Yun Nian thought this person was quite interesting.
I'm also very curious about what kind of woman could make an arrogant and short-tempered man restrain his true nature.
He nodded: "Should be fine?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Wenzhou thought that since he was Master Yunfang's disciple, his medical skills must not be too bad.
Youyou's illness can finally be cured.
Thinking of this, the coldness on his face lessened considerably, and he relaxed. But then, another question popped into his head: "How do we get out?"
"Huh?" Yun Nian said, "We'll leave the same way you came."
Fu Wenzhou: "..."
His expression grew increasingly grim. He took a deep breath and said, "Are you kidding me? I came here with a gun, but I left with nothing. How am I supposed to fight those beasts? With my bare hands?!"
Yun Nian remained calm: "Hmm... Don't you have any fireworks or anything like that? Send one to your companions to signal for help. Even though it's foggy here, you should still be able to see fireworks."
Fu Wenzhou's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth as he squeezed out two words: "No!"
"Oh." Yun Nian smiled slightly, "There's nothing here, yet you dared to barge in alone? You really are..."
"What?"
"All brawn and no brains."
"..." Fu Wenzhou sneered: "None of your business."
Yun Nian smiled, sat back down, and started grinding the medicine powder again. "Just stay here and rest assured. We'll leave once you've recovered."
“No way.” Fu Wenzhou refused decisively: “I just dreamt that my wife married someone else. She also said that if I don’t go back within seven days, she will make me get neutered like our cat, so that if I can’t have her, I can’t have an affair with another woman.”
Yun Nian: "………………"
No, is this person crazy?
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