Before going up the mountain, Xu Zisheng and Mu Chuan looked at the towering peaks, took a deep breath, and looked hesitant.
Fu Shenzhi climbed up with his trekking pole without saying a word.
He has gone crazy.
Along the way, Fu Shenzhi became more and more anxious as he climbed, and soon left Xu Zisheng and Mu Chuan far behind.
Xu Zisheng put his hand on his brow, looked into the distance, and said, "Brother Chuanchuan, Mr. Xianxian has already walked away, are you still following him?"
Mu Chuan glanced at him and said, "Sir, you don't want to live anymore. Don't you want to live too? Rest for a while and then climb up again."
The two of them rested for an unknown amount of time on a flat area halfway up the mountain. As the sky gradually darkened and it became apparent that it was already evening, they began to get anxious.
Xu Zisheng: "Brother Chuanchuanchuan, do we still need to continue climbing?"
Mu Chuan hesitated for a moment. They were halfway up the mountain, stuck in a very awkward position, neither going up nor down. It would soon get dark, and climbing up would be dangerous, but going down wouldn't necessarily be safe either.
If you slip without paying attention, you might end up lying side by side with Zuo You.
Mu Chuan rubbed his eyebrows irritably, his brain racing about what to do. At this moment, he heard Xu Zisheng's surprised cry.
"Mr. Xiansheng has come down. Huh? There is still one person."
Mu Chuan's brows relaxed, and he looked up. Sure enough, he could vaguely see Fu Shenzhi's figure among the dense trees. His clothes had been torn, and there were several bloody marks on his body from being scratched by branches.
Next to Fu Shenzhi was a man wearing a wide-sleeved white Taoist robe.
Mu Chuan's eyebrows twitched. Everyone climbing such a steep and dangerous mountain wore special mountaineering clothes. But this Taoist was an oddity. He wore such loose and baggy robes that he might fall if he walked on the road, but he climbed the mountain in them.
It's a medical miracle that this old man didn't die from the fall.
Not only did Master Bodhi show no signs of falling, but his body was also very agile and his speed was beyond his age.
Xu Zisheng and Mu Chuan hurried over to greet him. Mu Chuan was the first to ask, "Sir, what is this?"
Fu Shenzhi's lips were white and his face looked bloodless, as if he was about to faint in the next second.
Mu Chuan was horrified. "Sir, you can't faint at this time. We are all stuck halfway up the mountain!" If Fu Shenzhi fainted now, no one would be able to carry him down!
Xu Zisheng didn't have as many thoughts as Mu Chuan. When he saw Fu Shenzhi seemed to be about to fall, he hurried forward to help him: "Mr. Xianxian, are you okay?"
Fu Shenzhi supported his body with a hiking pole, waved his hand, as if he wanted to say it was okay, but when he opened his mouth he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Bodhi said coldly, "Did you bring any dry food and water? Feed him quickly. He won't die. We took three drops of his heart blood, so he might be a little weak."
"Blood from the heart?!" Mu Chuan's voice distorted, and he subconsciously looked at Fu Shenzhi's chest.
Seeing this, his heart was immediately filled with shock. Fu Shenzhi's clothes on his chest were soaked with blood, which was a shocking sight.
Fu Shenzhi actually managed to walk down the mountain like this!
Seeing the expressions of Xu Zisheng and Mu Chuan, Bodhi was a little displeased: "I was very careful when I attacked you. Don't worry, I only took your blood. It might be painful and scary, but you'll still be alive."
Mu Chuan asked tremblingly, "Excuse me, this... old Taoist, I don't know what your intention is in taking the blood from your heart."
Bodhi sighed and said, "Save her! We need to draw blood from her heart for seven consecutive days. Only then will this little girl have a chance of survival. This is only the first day."
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