Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 121
The Diamond Mountain Leopard brushed aside the weeds in front of it, and moved out of the cave while supporting the stone wall.

"I didn't expect this secret path to come in handy."

The sun was so hot that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

He raised his hand to cover his forehead, and leaned against the hole for a while, his eyes gradually being able to see things clearly.

Looking around, seeing no one in the distance, he staggered towards the northwest.

The right arm was numb and lost feeling. From the chest to the root of the thigh, it was like burning with oil, and it still twitched from time to time.

Every step I take, I feel pain in my heart.

But he didn't dare to stop, and he didn't dare to stay in the cave. This side is still too close to Fuli Valley. As long as there are a hundred or ten people searching the mountain, they can easily find him.

And just now he saw a few pieces of fresh feces in the cave, judging from the shape and size of the feces, there must be beasts nearby.

The cottage fell apart, and it was in a difficult situation...

Zhanshanbao snorted coldly in his heart, "It's okay, as long as I have a breath, I have a chance to stand up!"

I have taken Ginseng King myself, and my body is filled with vitality, and my body will soon get better, and even my broken arm can be restored to its original state.

It's also thanks to my cunning rabbit's three caves that I arranged the escape route in advance, otherwise my life would be doomed.

It's just a pity that the foundation of more than 20 years was completely ruined by that boy!
Thinking of this, Diamond Mountain Leopard gritted his teeth.

This account will be settled sooner or later!
……

Zhao Lin left the Diao She and returned to the meeting hall again.

The bandits on the mountain were already in a mess, and some said that the head of the family was dead, and suggested that they break up and go down the mountain and run for their lives.

Some also said that there is no corpse of the big boss in the meeting hall, and they must have gone out to rescue soldiers, and they will come back sooner or later to revive the prestige of the cottage.

Because of disagreement, several small bosses each recruited a group of people, quarreled with each other, and even fought violently.

Zhao Lin didn't have time to deal with these mobs. He beat them to death with an iron ruler when they met on the road, and didn't bother to chase those who escaped.

The top chairs in the meeting hall smelled of the diamond mountain leopard, and also smelled of the mink and himself.

Absorbed the spirit of the smelling mink, it can easily capture various smells in the air.

This feeling is so magical that I can't even describe it in words.

For example, when the human eye sees something, it can immediately distinguish whether the colors are red, orange, yellow, blue, black, white, purple, or blue.

Now Zhao Lin's sense of smell is also the same, no matter how faint the smell is, he can recognize it at once, just like looking at the pattern with the palm of his hand.

There were a few drops of wet blood on the ground, Zhao Lin walked over, dipped his fingertips in it, put it in front of his nose and smelled it.

"Very good, I remember!"

……

The diamond mountain leopard was lying on the kang, with splints tied to its arms, and hung in front of its chest by a thick hemp rope. The cloth strips were wrapped around its chest and abdomen, exuding a strong herbal smell.

There was still burning pain all over his body, but there was a tingle of itchiness in the pain, indicating that the wound was healing.

This is good.

As long as the body recovers, with my own ability, where in the world can't I go?

But when I think of losing to a young man who is less than 20 years old, I feel extremely unwilling.

He still doesn't understand why Zhao Lin is fine after being poisoned by a poisonous needle?

It's nothing more than a rapid progress in martial arts, but also invulnerable to all kinds of poisons?
There are too many mysteries about this kid...

Drilling Mountain Leopard licked his lips. He couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it for the time being and instead looked at the thatched cottage he was in.

The room is small, the walls are mottled and old, and there is nothing in the room except tables, chairs and benches.

The only few belongings are quite old, and they seem to be older than themselves.

There are only a dozen families in the village, which he found by accident on the way to escape.

The place is remote and relatively safe, and he couldn't walk anymore, so he knocked on the door of a house.

At the beginning, Drilling Mountain Leopard was worried about being recognized by others. After all, his appearance is well-known in Baitu Mountain, even those who have never seen it have heard of it.

Fortunately, there was only a thirty-year-old woman in this family, and there was no man, and she didn't look like a knowledgeable person.

Because he was worried about revealing his identity, he threw away the iron-toothed sword and the burqa on the road. He was only wearing his inner jacket, except for his beard, which had not been shaved in time. His appearance was completely different from that of the former bandit leader.

He told the woman that he encountered a ferocious beast when he went into the mountain and was seriously injured. The woman didn't suspect anything, so she helped him bandage the wound and settled down at home to recuperate.

"Brother, are you awake?" A plain-looking woman dressed as a peasant woman walked in with a pottery bowl.

"Hungry, drink some rice soup."

"Thank you big girl!"

Diamond Mountain Leopard grinned, with a simple and honest smile on his face, struggling to reach for the bowl.

"Drink slowly, it's hot."

The woman helped Diamond Mountain Leopard to sit up without avoiding suspicion, and put the pottery bowl directly in his hand.

The clear soup in the bowl lacked water, so thin that people could be seen.

Normally, the Diamond Mountain Leopard wouldn't even glance at it, but now it feels drooling, and its Adam's apple twitches.

After taking a sip, it was sweet and fragrant.

"This porridge is really delicious, it smells like flowers!"

Diamond Mountain Leopard sighed sincerely.

"Then drink more, and I'll fill it up after drinking."

A smile appeared on the woman's face, "By the way, brother, which village are you from?"

"It's from Sanjia Village."

Zhuanshanbao casually mentioned a place name far away from here, and then remembered that Sanjia Village was Zhao Lin's hometown.

"Then are you a hunter or a farmer?" the woman asked again.

"Farm the land, and occasionally go to the mountains to collect medicine or something."

Diamond Mountain Leopard glanced outside the door, "Who is there in my sister's family?"

The woman bowed her head and said, "There is a ten-year-old boy who works as an apprentice at a carpenter's house on the other side of the mountain."

"Where's the man?"

"Two years ago, I was arrested by Huzi and raised horses. I haven't heard from him, and I don't know if he is dead or alive."

The woman sighed, "Beards are really nothing!"

The hand of Diamond Mountain Leopard holding the bowl trembled, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the woman asked, "What's wrong with you, brother?"

"It's nothing."

Drilling Mountain Leopard said unnaturally, "You orphans and widows, life is not easy, right?"

The woman nodded and said: "Who said it wasn't! This year is a good year, but unfortunately there is no man in the family. I am too busy as a woman, and the land is barren."

"My family is not bad. Originally, there were more than 100 families in the village. Because of beards, some moved away, and those who went to visit relatives. We are the only ones who can't leave."

Drilling Mountain Leopard felt inexplicably irritated, drank the porridge in two or three gulps, passed it over and said, "Excuse me, sister, let me have another bowl."

"Good." The woman walked away with the bowl.

Diamond Mountain Leopard stared at the woman's waist and swallowed.

He seldom gets close to female sex on weekdays, but at this time he is injured and has not yet escaped from danger, but for some reason, a desire arises in his heart.

Although the woman in front of her is thick-handed and big-footed, she can barely see through it.

"You can't stay here for long, after another hour, recover some strength, and get rid of her before you leave, just to vent your anger!"

After a while, the woman brought another bowl of rice soup.

(End of this chapter)