Small town adventure

Chapter 270 Can't See Face Clearly
The old man took the pin in Shui'er's hand, nodded, and straightened it simply. Then he found a thread end from his coarse cloth clothes, pulled out a long thin thread, put it into the needle, and began to sew up Heizi. Wound.

Shui'er kept stroking Heizi's head, but Heizi still grinned in pain and kept humming. It took half an hour to sew up the big wound.

"Come on!" The old man let out a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat off his brow, and continued, "Whether it can live or not depends on its fate."

Heizi who finished stitching up the wound was very quiet, probably too tired, lying beside Zhang Yihan with his eyes closed.I don't know what kind of terrible situation it experienced last night, and it is now covered in bruises.

Shui'er looked up at the sky, after all the thrilling tossing just now, the sky was already bright, and the bright sun hurt people's eyes.

"It's all over, I don't know if Taoist Master Qingyang can come out..." The old man took a puff of cigarette, squinted his eyes and looked at the road in the village, faintly, with some sentimentality.

Shui'er also looked towards the village following the old man's line of sight, her eyes were a little blurred.

"The Taoist priest will definitely come out, I believe he will definitely come out!" Shui'er said firmly, but he didn't have the confidence in his heart, because he had experienced too many unpredictable things recently.

The old man didn't respond to Shui'er's words, he stood up, patted the dust off his body, walked slowly to Zhang Yihan's side, and squatted down.

He touched Heizi's head, the movement was very light and gentle, Heizi didn't move, breathing evenly and weakly.

The old man let out a long breath, took a closer look at Zhang Yihan, and put his hand to his nose.

"The young man's face has darkened a lot, and he is almost out of breath! I don't know if he will still be alive after a little more delay?!"

Shui'er didn't dare to look at him again, because if she looked at him again, her heart would ache. She just stood there in a daze, staring at the village not far away without blinking. I prayed thousands of times, just hoping to see the Taoist priest come out safe and sound, even if it is to exchange my own life, it is worth it.

Perhaps it was Shui'er's thousands of prayers in his heart that touched the gods and Buddhas all over the sky. A man with a sword in his hand and clanging steps slowly moved out of the village. Every step he took seemed to use all his strength. With his head lowered all the time, Shui'er couldn't see his face clearly...

(End of this chapter)