I don’t know how long I slept this time, but suddenly I heard a noise and noise coming, and Yang Shouwen suddenly woke up.

"Shizi, come quickly."

As soon as Yang Shouwen sat up, he heard Song's crying sounds.

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly got off the Zen bed and walked quickly to the door.

Under the porch of the doorman, Yang Qingnu fell to the ground, and the young lady cried loudly, while Song and Yang seemed at a loss.

Yang Moli was carrying a gray poisonous snake in her hand.

However, looking at the appearance of the poisonous snake, it was obviously dead... Yang Shouwen was shocked and hurriedly ran over and came to Yang Qingnu's side.

"What's going on?"

"In the morning, Sister Qingnu said she wanted to help Yang Moli clean the yard, but she accidentally got bitten by a snake."

Yang Youniang said sobbingly, obviously also frightened.

Yang Shouwen did not dare to hesitate, so he quickly lifted up the corner of Qingnu's skirt and saw a very eye-catching bite mark on her ankle.

"Auntie, come to the torch."

Yang quickly agreed, ran to the kitchen and took out a burning firewood.

Yang Shouwen took out the dagger, first roasted it on the fire, pressed Qingnu's wound, and the blade slipped, and a stream of black blood with a fishy smell flowed out. He first squeezed it constantly and sent out the poisonous blood, then lay on Qingnu's ankle, sucked out the poisonous blood with his mouth, and spit it on the ground. Fortunately, he learned how to treat the bitten by a poisonous snake in his previous life, and the venomous snake did not seem to be very strong. In a short while, Yin Hong's blood was leaking out of the wound.

Yang Shouwen rinsed his mouth, returned to the house, and took out a bottle of ointment from the skin.

That ointment is a snake medicine made by Masato Tamura.

Many people in the village make a living by Hugu Mountain. Poisonous insects appear in the mountains, and people will inevitably be bitten. For everyone's safety, Tianmeng specially made some ointments. As long as the poisoning is not deeply affected and handled properly, there will be no danger.

After applying the ointment to Qingnu's wound, Yang Shouwen breathed a light sigh of relief when he looked at the slightly edema leg.

"Don't worry, my mother, the snake venom has been pulled out, and with Tamura Masao's ointment, Qingnu will not be able to do anything."

At this time, Song's family no longer had the calmness and calmness of the past.

Her face was covered in tears. When she heard Yang Shouwen's words, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She held Yang Shouwen's hand and thanked her repeatedly.

"Don't be polite, I'll just accompany Qingnu here. You guys are all busy."

Qingnu lay in Yang Shouwen's arms in a daze, murmuring in a low voice, but couldn't hear it clearly.

Yang Shouwen held her in his arms and sat down on the porch.

"Yang Moli, you are checking to see if there are any other snakes in this yard."

Logically speaking, after autumn, snakes and insects enter the mountains and are no longer active.

Qingnu was also unlucky, so he was bitten by a poisonous snake.

This happened, which also made the atmosphere in the Zen temple become depressed. Both Yang and Song were a little absent-minded and became cautious. In desperation, Yang Shouwen had to ask Yang Moli to check again so as not to have another accident.

"Brother, don't kill me!"

Qingnu suddenly shouted in Yang Shouwen's words, and his little hands tightly grasped Yang Shouwen's clothes, "Nu Nu knew he was wrong and would never be naughty again. Brother, don't kill me."

Yang Shouwen's heart twitched and subconsciously hugged Qingnu tightly.

He suddenly realized how much harm the incident the day before yesterday had caused to Qingnu.

Although she acted normally last night, she always had a fear of Yang Shouwen in her heart.

Still a child!

Yang Shouwen felt a little guilty and gently stroked Qingnu's cheek with his fingers.

"Brother Sitzi, Sister Qingnu will be fine, right?"

"Of course there won't be any problem."

"Well, then I'll wait for Sister Qingnu to wake up, and we agreed to go back and see the scenery."

The young lady sat down next to Yang Shouwen, while Wukong and Bajie ran over, circled around Yang Shouwen and the other two, and then crawled beside her.

Fortunately, the poisonous snake is not very toxic and Yang Qingnu is not very poisoned.

At noon, she woke up once, then ate some porridge and water, and fell asleep again. However, even though she fell asleep, Qingnu still grabbed Yang Shouwen's clothes and refused to let go. Song originally wanted to take Qingnu away, but was stopped by Yang Shouwen.

"It's okay, if I hold her like this, she will sleep more peacefully."

When Song heard Yang Shouwen's words, he felt much happier.

She could feel that after experiencing such a thing, Yang Shouwen obviously cared for Qingnu.

In the afternoon, Yang went downstairs to the mountain again.

When she came back, she brought a few porters and bought a lot of fruits, vegetables, and some wine.

At the same time, all the Qingping Dice brewed by Yang Shouwen were also delivered.

In the next few days, they don’t need to go down the mountain, they just need to wait on the mountain. Because two days later, it will be Mid-Autumn Festival.

Night falls again.

Yang Moli took Bodhi to patrol the Zen temple and confirmed that there was no danger before returning to her room.

Yang Shouwen held Qingnu and sat on the porch outside the Zen room with Youniang. Qingnu's complexion had recovered a little, and although his face was still pale, he could see a little blood. She pestered Yang Shouwen and asked him to continue telling stories.

Yang Shouwen immediately told Gao Laozhuang and Liusha River again, and continued to Huangfengling.

"Brother."

"Um?"

"Look at that tree."

When Yang Shouwen was tired of talking, he started chatting with Youniang and Qingnu.

Qingnu suddenly pointed to the front and said, "Look at that tree, it looks like an old man with long eyebrows."

Looking in the direction of Qingnu's finger, I saw an ancient tree in a corner of the Zen Temple. Autumn is coming, and most of the leaves have withered. The bare branches sway gently in the night wind, making almost unheard sounds.

An old man with long eyebrows?

Yang Shouwen was stunned and his eyes fell on the ancient tree.

That tree was the tree that night when the assassin hid and attacked Yang Shouwen's tree with bows and arrows. Not long after, the leaves were almost gone. Yang Shouwen narrowed his eyes and looked at the tree without saying a word for a long time, revealing a thoughtful look.

Long-edged Arhat?

He was so excited that he helped Yang Qingnu and asked her to sit down.

"Young mom, take good care of Qingnu."

"Brother, what are you going to do?"

Qingnu, who woke up after being injured, showed unparalleled dependence on Yang Shouwen, and his little hands grabbed Yang Shouwen's clothes and refused to let go.

A pitiful expression appeared on that little face.

Yang Shouwen smiled and reached out and pressed her head.

"I'll come back soon... You sit here obediently. We'll finish Huangfengling's talk later and go to bed."

"oh."

Yang Qingnu nodded and let go of his hand.

"Brother Sitzi, do you want me to help?"

"No, just take good care of Qingnu."

Yang Shouwen patted the young lady again, then jumped off the porch, and walked two steps to the front of the big tree.

The trunk is very thick, and it takes two people to hug each other.

I guess this tree has survived for many years, and after absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, it is still full of vitality.

Yang Shouwen circled around the tree for a few times and suddenly squatted down.

He found that there was a small hole in the tree, and he didn't know how it formed. However, because there were weeds around him, it would be impossible to find it if he didn't look for it carefully. The hole was not big and could accommodate Yang Shouwen's fist.

"Young mom, come to the torch."

"oh."

The young lady agreed and asked Yang Qingnu to lean on the pillars, and ran to the kitchen in three steps in two steps. After a while, she ran over with a torch. Yang Shouwen held the torch in his hand and slowly approached the tree hole. It seemed that something was placed inside. He took out the dagger and fiddled it twice, and then reached into it after confirming that there was no danger in the tree hole.

The tree holes are not deep and a little wet.

Yang Shouwen felt as if he had grabbed something, so he pulled out his hand.

“Huh?”

The young lady looked at the items in Yang Shouwen's hand and couldn't help but show a surprised expression, "Brother Siezi, how can there be something in it? What is this?"

It was a not too big oil paper bag, and it seemed to be wrapped in something.

Yang Shouwen weighed it in his hand and nodded to Youniang. Youniang immediately covered her mouth with her hands and nodded vigorously.

Don't make a statement!

The tacit understanding between Yang Shouwen and Youniang does not need to be expressed in words.

He put the oil paper bag in the skin around his waist, then held the torch, held the young lady's little hand and returned to the porch.

"Brother, what are you looking for?"

Qingnu didn't see clearly what Yang Shouwen was doing under the tree, because from her perspective, Yang Shouwen was just blocked by the trunk.

Yang Shouwen inserted the torch into the hole in the corridor column and held Qingnu in his arms.

"Nothing, let's continue telling stories..."
Chapter completed!