Destiny Blessed Girl

Chapter 447 The Mysterious Little Peach Village

After a set of needles, Bai Feng compared "Yeah" nine times in total, and the effect was better than Gu Zhian expected, as expected, the resilience of a young body is good.This acupuncture method was figured out by her in modern times for an old man with damaged vocal cords. Although the old man was finally cured, it took a very long time. It only took a month for the initial recovery of the vocal cord function. Baifeng only needed one injection and it was effective.

After the needle was withdrawn, Gu Zhian taught Bai Feng to pronounce cough.

Bai Feng tried it, and he was able to cough out a sound. No matter how itchy his throat was before, he could only make a hoarse whimper sound. Although he was still unable to speak, it was already a visible progress. Bai Feng was very happy.

"Don't worry, as long as you follow my method of acupuncture, drinking medicine and vocal cord rehabilitation, you will be able to speak soon." Gu Zhian checked his throat and sighed: "Your poisoning is not too deep. Get a good treatment, and you won’t be dumb until now.”

Bai Feng's joyful face turned cold, as if thinking of something bad in the past, his face was covered with clouds, and hatred surged in his eyes.

Gu Zhian had no intention of exploring his past, and quickly changed the topic, "This Xiaotao Village is very weird, especially the village head, who looks very different from other villagers, not like ordinary people, you know why these people live in seclusion Is it in this deep mountain and old forest?"

Bai Feng looked around and made sure there was no one around, then picked up a branch on one side and began to write.

"This village is not as simple as it looks on the surface. They are not the aborigines in this mountain, but moved here a hundred years ago. Most people don't know why they come here to live. Only the village head and a few elders know the inside story."

Gu Zhian frowned slightly, "In this case, aren't we outsiders very dangerous? I'm afraid they won't let us leave here alive, so as not to expose their secrets."

Bai Feng nodded and continued to write: "That's right, every time I leave the village, someone secretly follows me. The martial arts are very high. If I have the intention of escaping, the person who secretly follows me will kill me without mercy. As long as I Come back obediently, and that person won't show up."

Gu Zhian frowned and asked, "Are there many such masters in the village?"

Bai Feng shook his head, "I don't know, I have met two."

"How did you get here?" Gu Zhian asked.

Bai Feng smiled wryly, erased the handwriting on the ground, and re-wrote, "Same as you, fell into the river after falling off the cliff, was sucked into the underground river by a whirlpool, and came here after waking up."

"You also fell from Yuhua Mountain?" Gu Zhian asked tentatively.

Bai Feng was puzzled, "What Yuhua Mountain? I fell from Siming Cliff."

Gu Zhian thought for a while, and made sure that he had never heard of Siming Cliff, so he knew that the interior of the dark river must extend in all directions, and the two of them were brought here by chance. It was luck, not luck.

Both of them agreed tacitly without inquiring into each other's identity and the reason for falling off the cliff, and changed the subject again to chat about other things.

In the distance, there were two pairs of eyes quietly staring at the side of the thatched hut, they were too far away to hear Gu Zhian's voice in the thatched hut, and they didn't want to hear it, they just had to stare at these two people and not let them leave the forest.

"Lao Liu, do you think we still have a chance to leave the Nanlu Mountains in this life? Will we be trapped here for the rest of our lives?" The middle-aged man with a grass root in his mouth asked his companion who was seriously watching the thatched cottage.

(End of this chapter)