Chapter 2 Save People

Dingjia Village. In the jade field.

Ding Li, Ding Yang and other teenagers patrolled the jade field. In the first half of the night, several teenagers were full of interest, talking and laughing. He also drove away a goger rat that came to steal with a stick.

After midnight, Ding Shun and Ding Zhan's sleepy eyes could not be opened. They didn't care about Ding Li's reprimanding, and hid in the shack on the ground and fell asleep. After another hour, Ding Li couldn't resist sleepiness and leaned against the entrance of the shed and fell asleep.

Ding Yang was not sleepy at all. He sat on a blue stone on the ground and looked up at the night sky. The right hand touched the chest intentionally or unintentionally.

Gently pulled the skirt away, revealing the teenager's still tender chest. In the middle of his chest, there was a soybean-sized ball. The round ball is like meat, not meat, showing a faint sky blue.

Ding Yang's fingers gently touched the ball, which was a secret of him. He had never told anyone. Even to his mother who loved him the most, he did not reveal it. Everyone who has seen this ball thinks that this is just an ordinary sarcoma.

Only Ding Yang knew that when he was three years old, he followed his mother to work in the field. On the way, he ran to the woods to play and found a light blue fruit under a wild grape rack. He thought it was a wild grape that fell on the ground, so he picked it up and ate it into his stomach.

Unexpectedly, after eating, Ding Yang's stomach hurt like a knife. The severe pain made him faint on the spot and slept for three days and nights.

Three days later, Ding Yang woke up and the first thing he saw was his mother who was haggard and didn't fall asleep for a few days. At the same time, he found a small light blue meat bun the size of a grain of rice bulging in his chest.

After waking up, Ding Yang found that his strength had become much greater than that of ordinary children. Up to now, my strength has been the largest in Dingjia Village, and the small meat bun on my chest has also grown to the size of soybeans.

Although Ding Yang is young, he also guesses that his change is related to this sarcoma. I'm also a little uneasy when I think about it.

However, his father died early and his mother was weak. Although the villagers often help their orphans and widows, their families have a hard time after all. Fortunately, I later increased my strength and carried water and firewood, so my family life was not embarrassed. In this way, this sarcoma helps me a lot.

Ding Yang was thinking about what was on his mind. He didn't realize that the moon was changing, and the sky turned white, but the night had passed.

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Ding Li and the other four people rubbed their hazy eyes and went back to the village to sleep. Ding Yang didn't follow back. He walked to the woods with a bundle of hemp rope. Yesterday, he cut much more firewood than usual. Although he carried back 300 catties, there were still more than 100 catties left in the woods.

The grass leaves in the mountains and forests are with early morning dew. A clear stream crosses the forest. The early birds jump and sing on the branches, and a derivative of oil arises.

Ding Yang crossed the stream, walked another three or four miles, found the firewood left yesterday, tied it into a bundle of firewood and carried it back.

Just a few steps, Ding Yang's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his eyes fixed on a small piece of blood on the ground. Ding Yang put down his bundle of firewood, walked more than 20 steps aside, and found a small pool of blood.

Is there an injured beast? Ding Yang walked forward along the blood stains. After walking nearly half a miles, the blood stains disappeared in front of a big bluestone.

Ding Yang grabbed a thick wooden stick pulled out of the firewood bundle and slowly poked his head behind the blue stone. At this glance, it is--ah! There was a scream.

After the blue stone, a man with blood stains lay on the ground. His face was as pale as paper. He could not see the color of his clothes. His left arm was broken with his elbow, and his flesh and blood were rolled up at the fracture, which was ferocious and terrible.

Ding Yang's heart is pounding. Although he is more powerful than an adult, he is only an eight-year-old child. He has never encountered such a situation and suddenly lost an inch.

After a cup of tea, Ding Yangqiang suppressed his beating heart. He looked left and right and listened for a moment. There was nothing unusual. He went forward to probe the man's nose, and there was a slight breath. He just closed his eyes and was unconscious.

Ding Yang set up the man in blood clothes. Although the man weighed more than 100 catties, Ding Yang was naturally strong and did not feel difficult to stand him, but he was short, and the man's feet could only be dragged to the ground.

Ding Yang did not take the man directly back to the village. One is because the village road is relatively far away. The man's injury is very serious. The mountain road is bumpy and unfavorable. One reason is that Ding Yang does not know the origin of this person, but looking at his rough face and blood all over his body, he is afraid that if he is a vicious person, it will bring disaster to the village.

Ding Yang came to a stone wall with a man in blood, moved away a large stone of hundreds of catties, and a five-foot-square hole was exposed. Entering the cave, there are about two houses in it. There is a flat stone bed against the wall of the cave, and there is also some hay on it.

This cave was accidentally found by Ding Yang when he was chasing a hare in the mountain. He took it as a little secret for himself. Sometimes it is hot in summer, and he can enjoy the cool here.

Ding Yang put the middle-aged man on the stone**, and then immediately went out of the cave and blocked the stone again. Follow the direction you come and clean up the blood stains on the ground and stones.

He didn't know why he did it, but he felt that if he didn't do it, it might cause trouble for himself and the village.

After doing these, Ding Yang put on his firewood burden and sped up his way back to the village.

Ding Yang returned to his door. It was already dawn. A young woman with a beautiful face was waiting at the gate. When she saw Ding Yang coming back, a kind smile appeared on her face.

Ding Yang arrived at the door and called "Mother!"

Ding wiped Ding Yang's forehead with a blue cloth towel and said with a little annoyance:

"Ayang! I had so much firewood yesterday and patrolled at night. Why did I carry firewood in the morning? It made me worried.

Ding Yang grinned:

"Mother! At this time, it was cut yesterday, and today I just carried it back. You see, it's only more than 100 catties, which is not a big deal for me.

Although Ding Shi knew that his son was strong, he still blamed him with a sad face and dragged Ding Yang into the house for dinner.

Ding Yang ate and thought about the people in the cave. After taking a jar from home, I put some porridge and some herbs, I went out of the house and went to the mountain.

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Putting down the porridge jar, Ding Yang straightened up, took a long breath, and wiped the sweat on his head. He didn't sweat hundreds of pounds of firewood. He wrapped the wound for the man, fed him some porridge, and poured out a sweat.

When he was dressing the man, he looked at the wound on the man's body, but he was shocked. In addition to the broken left arm, the man's sternum was also vigorously smashed, seven or eight ribs were broken, and the blood was permeated. The ordinary man had been dead for a long time, but the man's life was extremely hard.

At this time, with a boo, the man snorted heavily in his nostrils, and his eyes slowly opened a crack.

Ding Yang was over with great joy, rushed over and asked softly:

"Uncle, how do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

The man's eyes suddenly widened, and his body remembered, but he had no strength at all. He could only lie on the hay, but his eyes flickered.

Ding Yang was overjoyed to see him wake up. He quickly fed him a little porridge left in the jar slowly.

Although the man woke up, he was seriously injured and fell asleep in a short time. However, his breathing is much stronger, and his face is no longer as pale as paper.

Two more days later, after patrolling Ding Yang and Ding Li every night, they took the opportunity to cut firewood to send food and herbs to the men in the cave.

The man's recovery speed is also beyond Ding Yang's expectation. With such a serious injury, ordinary people may not be able to move after lying down for a month. And the man can do it in two days, and can even slowly walk on the wall of the cave.

On this day, Ding Yang met a hare while cutting firewood. He threw out a firewood, but just hit the hare. Ding Yang took the hare to the cave, cooked it on a fire, and sat down and ate with the man.

The man's face was already bloody. He nibbled a rabbit leg, threw the bone into the corner, looked at Ding Yang, and suddenly said:

-"Ayang!"

Ding Yang was stunned. In the past few days, he took care of the man. He just talked to himself, but the man never said a word. He thought the man was a mute. Suddenly I heard him speak, but I didn't react for a moment.

The man continued to say in a low voice:

"Ayang, you saved me, and I will repay you."

Ding Yang quickly shook his hand:

"Uncle, you're welcome. How can you not be saved?"

Han Zi Dao:

"My name is Yan Tieyi. You can call me Uncle Yan. Ayang, do you know why I was so seriously injured?

Ding Yang shook his head, and Yan Tie held his right hand. A blood-red diamond-shaped jade was lying in the palm of his hand. The whole body was crystal red, and the dark light seemed to contain some mysterious power.

"The reason why I was hurt like this is because of this piece of [blood dragon]."

Ding Yang looked at this piece of jade and looked at Yan Tieyi:

"Uncle Yan, what is this [blood dragon]? Why did you become like this?"

Yan Tie's [Blood Dragon] slowly put it in his arms:

"[Blood Dragon] is the legendary treasure of martial arts, which can help martial artists gather vitality, forge their bodies, and break through barriers."

"It is said that its last holder was just an ordinary person who was not [bone practice]. After he had [blood dragon], he made rapid progress all the way to [blood washing] in ten years. If he hadn't got [blood dragon] too late and his life would have been exhausted, he would have been able to advance and become a master. The position."

Speaking of the word "innate", a frenzy flash appeared in Yan Tieyi's eyes.

"Do you know how I got this piece of [blood dragon]?"

Ding Yang shook his head. Yan Tieyi continued to say slowly:

"This piece of [blood dragon] was originally in the hands of a scholar in Luyang Mansion, but somehow it came out. Humph! He is a scholar and has no power to tie a chicken. This martial arts treasure is simply a violent thing in his hand.

"After I learned the news, I rushed to the scholar's house in front of others and asked him to hand over [Xuelongyu], but he refused. Humph! Well, I will catch his parents, wife and children in front of him. If he doesn't hand it over, I will kill his father; if he doesn't hand it over, he will kill his mother. It was not until I wanted to kill his son that he was willing to tell the hiding place of the [Blood Dragon].

Yan Tie said calmly, and his eyes were calm, as if he was talking about a trivial thing. Ding Yang felt that it was suddenly cold in the cave, and there were bursts of chills on his back.

"I got the [Blood Dragon] and killed all the Xiucai's family. Humph, joke, how can I keep it alive and get into trouble? I still remember the resentful eyes of the scholar before he died.

"Who knows, it was still found by Song Tianang, the governor of Nanyuan. Song Tianang is a strong man in the marrow washing world, and I am not his opponent. I was seriously injured by him. Fortunately, I broke my arm and used [blood escape and moving magic power] to escape my life. You saved me.

A trace of excitement suddenly flashed in Yan Tie's glance:

"The effect of this [Blood Dragon] is really wonderful. I was seriously injured. In the past two days, I used [Blood Dragon] to assist my work, and it got better so quickly. I think I can't die that day, which is also due to it. When I use [Xuelongyu] to break through the marrow washing, or even the innate master, it will be the time of Song Tiangan's death. Hey hey hey hey--"

Yan Tieyi suddenly smiled and asked calmly:

"Ayang! Do you know why I told you all this?"

Ding Yang suddenly had a very dangerous feeling, but the feeling was not very clear. He shook his head ignorantly.

Yan Tie's color changed, and his eyes were full of murder. Suddenly, he felt his right palm, and his hand was like steel claws, and he grabbed Ding Yang's neck.

In a solemn tone, he said word by word:

"Because I'm making up my mind to kill you!"