Online fortune-telling: Xiaoyou, your son has another father

Chapter 65 Are You Awake?
Song Tingting and her group of four climbed over Taoyuan Mountain and continued towards Yanming Lake, the destination of their excursion this time.

"Oh, I really miss the cup of tea from the Taoist leader!"

"I still have that refreshing taste in my mind!"

Liu Rui said as she walked.

"You three are young!"

"I also drank the Taoist's tea. It was indeed very sweet, but he must have added other things to it."

"As for what it is, I don't know yet."

He Ming, who was walking in the front, turned around and said.

"He Ming, don't go so fast!"

"The mountain terrain here is complex, you go fast, be careful!"

Seeing He Ming striding and walking fast, Zhao Shuo warned with worry.

"Don't worry, I'm a good athlete, what can I do..."

Before He Ming finished speaking, his feet slipped suddenly.

He lost his balance instantly and rolled down the hillside.

"Fuck!"

Seeing this, the other three people slid down the hill in fright.

Fortunately, although the hill is steep, it is not high.

And He Ming is halfway up the mountain, the gap is not that big.

However, after such a fall, He Ming, who was originally handsome and tough, instantly became embarrassed and ashamed.

"Is there a dog chasing you? I told you to walk slowly!"

After Zhao Shuo complained, he reached out and pulled He Ming up from the ground.

"Little CASE, it's not a big deal."

He Ming shook his head, dispelling the dizziness in his head.

"Oh! He Ming, why are you bleeding?"

After Song Tingting and the two followed up, they immediately saw a bloodstain on He Ming's forehead, which was oozing out.

"Fuck, what you said, I really hurt a little!"

He Ming touched his forehead subconsciously, and sure enough, he touched the blood on his hand.

"It must have been scratched by gravel when it rolled down the mountain just now."

"Fortunately, the wound is not big, and the bleeding can be stopped soon."

Zhao Shuo helped to check the wound.

Although there was a lot of bleeding, the wound was not deep.

He took out the medical kit in his backpack and bandaged He Ming up.

"It's over! It's over!"

"There are gods in Shangqing Dao, you just said something rude to the leader of the Xiao Dao, and now you have received retribution!"

Liu Rui pursed her lips and said seriously.

When He Ming heard this, he immediately sneered: "You can really think wildly!"

"It's just that I slipped accidentally. What does it have to do with that Taoist priest?"

Zhao Shuo laughed and said, "Maybe!"

"Let's just rest here for a while, and then go."

His proposal was agreed by the other three.

The four of them just sat down, before they could take a few breaths, they saw He Ming standing up suddenly.

He pointed to the southeast direction and said excitedly: "Look, there is actually an air-raid shelter over there!"

"Wait, I'll go see if there's anything interesting inside?"

After finishing speaking, He Ming got up straight and walked towards the air-raid shelter.

"This bastard is a rabbit, and he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't move."

Zhao Shuo and the others smiled, but didn't care.

As friends, the three of them naturally knew He Ming's ADHD-like character.

It is more difficult to make him stay quietly for a while than to kill him.

The three of them had just drank some water and moistened their dry throats when they suddenly heard a scream coming from the cave.

"Damn it, something happened!"

After the three of them looked at each other quickly, they got up quickly and ran to the air-raid shelter.

"Old He, are you alright?"

Zhao Shuo walked in the front and shouted loudly into the air-raid shelter.

Before he had gone far, he stopped in his tracks.

Not far ahead, He Ming's head was covered with blood, lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Old He...Old He..."

Zhao Shuo hurried forward, ready to check the remaining situation.

But at this moment, Liu Rui from behind screamed: "Zhao Shuo, there is someone on your left, get out of the way!"

Zhao Shuo heard the shout and turned around hastily.

He saw a black figure suddenly flashing through his eyes.

But before he could see the other party clearly, he heard a burst of "huh".

In a panic, he hastily retreated to dodge.

But the weapon in the opponent's hand was a steel pipe.

Even though he had reacted, it still hit him firmly on the shoulder.

"Ouch!"

Under the heavy blow, Zhao Shuo couldn't help crying out in pain.

Afterwards, the black figure stepped forward and struck him head-on, directly on the forehead.

In an instant, blood gushed out, blurring his vision.

A feeling of dizziness and powerlessness suddenly hit him, causing him to fall to the ground, his eyes darkened, and he passed out directly.

……

There were bursts of low sobbing in his ears.

In confusion and pain, He Ming gradually woke up.

The sharp pain at the back of his head made him gasp involuntarily.

At the same time, the stimulation of pain also made his vision clearer.

"Fuck! It hurts!"

"What's wrong with me? Why am I lying here?"

"I remember before, didn't I enter an air-raid shelter?"

"Why did you get injured all of a sudden?"

"No... I seem to have been attacked..."

He Ming's memory is slowly recovering.

After a while, he remembered everything he had experienced before.

After he walked into the air-raid shelter, when he was about to explore, he suddenly felt that someone was staring at him from behind.

It's just that before he turned around, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and then his eyes went dark, and he didn't know what happened.

As for what happened after that, he had no way of knowing.

"you're awake?"

At this time, a figure appeared in front of He Ming.

"It's you?"

He Ming looked up, and it turned out to be the little Taoist priest they met in Qiuxian Temple before.

"Students can still recognize me, so it shouldn't be a serious problem."

Lu Heng saw that He Ming recognized him, and nodded slightly.

You can still recognize people, so there shouldn't be any serious problems.

"I... where am I?"

He Ming looked around and found himself lying under the shade of a tree.

Not far away, Song Tingting and Liu Rui were leaning against each other, sobbing softly.

"Fa... what happened?"

He Ming opened his mouth and asked in a difficult voice.

"Things are a little complicated..."

Lu Heng said in a deep voice: "You forgot a small backpack in the temple earlier, and I chased it out."

"After chasing here, I suddenly heard screams coming from the abandoned space, so I went in and took a look."

"It turned out that someone was attacking you. I quickly picked up a stone at my feet to scare him."

"Who knew that guy was unlucky, he was hit in the head by a stone I threw casually, and passed out directly..."

"Thank... thank you!"

Although He Ming was very upset with those Taoist priests and monks.

But facing the savior, he still said thank you.

"Where's my friend Zhao Shuo?"

He asked again.

"His condition is not very good. He was hit in the head with an iron rod."

"But don't worry, I have already called the police and said that a helicopter has been dispatched..."

Lu Heng replied truthfully.

(End of this chapter)