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After a few more days, the weather became colder and colder, and wild fruits became harder to find. They could no longer stay on the mountain. But where could they go? The crowd watched him bring his sister down the mountain, standing blankly in the dusty wilderness, their hearts filled with sympathy.

The days that followed were filled with endless wandering. At that time, it was still the Wilderness. There were very few people around, and a few towns and cities were very bullying. Outdoors and sleeping in the wild is hard, and it is not easy to establish a foothold in the town. However, Yang Jian was extremely stubborn. He gritted his teeth and went hunting as though he was an adult. Although he was suffering greatly, he finally managed to maintain the livelihood of the siblings.

Whenever he had some free time, he practiced the martial arts his father had taught him, as well as some superficial techniques that he had heard his father had taught him. He did not have a master, so he had to rely entirely on perseverance and effort to cultivate. He would often suffer injuries because of mistakes in his training. But he did not show any signs of frustration or discouragement, nor did he retreat, giving up on anything that he could learn.

Yang Lian was young and insensible, and always pestered him to tell stories and play games. Everyone saw that he was clearly exhausted, or that he had injured himself by practicing martial arts for a living, but as long as he faced his little sister, he would only gently smile and carefully coax her. Many nights, he would just sit there and hum a song as he patted his little sister to sleep.

Gradually, Yang Lian no longer called her parents in her dreams. She only called her second brother. What she was eating wasn't bitter wild fruits or anything like that. Three years had gone by in the blink of an eye, from the bitter swallowing of the half-cooked, scorched, salty, eccentric food to the cheerful clapping of hands in front of the sweet and delicious dishes, to the growing up of little Yang Lian and the passing of time.

It was also during this year that the brother and sister duo finally stopped wandering about. Yang Jian built a wooden house on a nearby mountain. He picked some herbs and firewood to sell every day, and at night, he would concentrate on practicing martial arts and taking care of his sister.

With the coming of winter and spring, the weather gradually became warmer. The grass grew and swallows flew. Little unknown flowers bloomed all over the hillside. Little Yang Lian, who had been staying at home all winter, could no longer control her playful nature. She told her second brother in a soft voice that she wanted to go to the mountain with him. Yang Jian was pestered to the point where he could only carry her on his back to gather medicinal herbs. After more than ten days, although Yang Lian was still in high spirits, Yang Jian had lost a lot of weight.

That day, he found a few extremely precious lingzhi root trees under the cliff in the north of the mountain. Yang Jian placed his sister under an old tree and let her play by herself. He tied a long rope around his body and climbed down the cliff to dig for the lingzhi root. Old Man Qin was in need of some medicine recently, so he should be able to come up with a good price. The weather has warmed up, so it's about time to make some new clothes for Third Sister. " He silently thought, and a rare look of happiness appeared on his face.

Xiao Yu and the others hung at the edge of the cliff, looking at Yang Jian below, then looking at the little Yang Lotus under the tree which was braided with grass and flowers, they couldn't help but smile. Chen Xiang smiled and said, "Mother, the garland you made is really beautiful. It's for Yang …" For him? " The Third Mother did not answer. After a while, her face suddenly changed and she pointed ahead, exclaiming, "I'm not mistaken …" "It's this time, the branch suddenly came to life …"

Before she could say anything, everyone saw a thick and dry branch of the tree suddenly droop down, emitting black smoke. Little Yang Lian let out a blood-curdling screech, she was already unconscious. Half of the branch had been broken off, revealing a large triangular tip. A long red letter extended and lightly licked and probed Yang Lian's body.

"Snake..." How could there be such a huge snake? " Xiao Yu was so scared that she grabbed Chen Xiang and shouted, "Mother, you're in danger!"

At this moment, a machete emerged from the ground, and blood splattered in all directions. The large snake's red letter, which had yet to be retracted, was sliced in half. It was precisely Yang Jian who, upon hearing his third sister's scream, leaped up the cliff and caught the snake by surprise. He slashed at the snake's head with his knife again. The snake was startled by the sound, but the pain from the wound on its tongue caused it to bend over and topple the whole old tree to the ground.

There was a large piece of snake skin next to the broken tree. It was over ten feet long and was extremely terrifying.

"Lian'er, Lian girl!" Yang Jian's hands trembled as he picked up his sister. In just a short moment, Yang Lian's face was covered in a layer of black Qi. Her four limbs were twitching, and she was unconscious. Blame me, how can I let you play under the tree alone! " He gritted his teeth and heavily slapped himself on the face. He hurriedly took out the medicine to suppress the snake poison and chewed it before stuffing it into Yang Lian's mouth.

As the herbs were fed to him, he felt as if a stone had dropped into the ocean. Carefully examining his sister's injuries, he realized that the poison had already seeped deep into his internal organs and his face immediately turned pale. Fortunately, he had interacted a lot with the village teachers in the past few days and learned a lot about detoxification. He knew that a snake skin was also a good medicine, so he cut off a large area of snake skin and carried his sister down the mountain.

After entering the village, the third house on the left was the residence of Old Teacher Qin, who often bought medicinal ingredients for him. Yang Jian rushed in, not caring about the fact that the old teacher was still giving him medicine, he put down Yang Lian and pulled him over to diagnose his illness.

Old Teacher Qin had a good impression of Yang Jian. Seeing him so anxious, he could not help but laugh, "Little brother, what happened today? Modified? "Ah, this …" When he lowered his head to look at the unconscious Yang Lian, his expression changed drastically. He opened his eyelids to examine her closely before putting his hand on her pulse. His brows furrowed even more tightly.

"Venom Snake Demon. It's the poisonous fog of the Venom Snake Demon!" Heavens, this little girl … "It's over, it's all over!" He let go of Old Man Qin's hand and shook his head. Yang Jian handed the snake skin over and said anxiously, "Teacher, I have the skin of that snake. You said before that this is the best medicine to cure its own poison!"

Old Teacher Qin took the snake skin, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then dimmed down, sighing with regret, "It's useless, there's no cure. Little brother, this is the little sister you often talk about, right? Go and prepare for her future, there's nothing this old man can do! "

Although she knew that her mother was unharmed, Chen Xiang was still a bit nervous. She involuntarily held the hand of the Third Mother. However, the third mother was looking at Yang Jian. After Old Man Qin said those words, Yang Jian suddenly looked as if he had died, and his face was completely pale.

"The current him is truly concerned about me. But later on, why did he become like that!? " She let out a long sigh and stopped worrying about herself. That was because she remembered that her poison had finally been cured, even though the medicine was extremely unpleasant to drink.

After looking at Old Teacher Qin for a while, a strange look flashed across Yang Jian's eyes. He suddenly raised his hand and placed the knife he used to chop herbs on his neck. Old Man Qin was greatly alarmed and called out, "Little brother, what do you want to do?" Yang Jian looked at him quietly and said, "Teacher, let me ask you again. Is my sister still alive?"

"No, this, listen to me, put the blade down first!" Old Teacher Qin reached out to grab the blade, but Yang Jian's hand tightened and blood flowed down the blade. The old teacher hurriedly retracted his hand in fright, stamping his feet as he said, "I knew you had such a stubborn personality, but who are you trying to make things difficult for now? The Venom Snake Demon has caused the death of so many people, who can save them? " However, Yang Jian shook his head slowly and said, "Teacher, we've known each other for quite some time. I can tell if your words are hidden or not. Tell me, how can I save my sister? Otherwise, I would rather let her be. She's still young, and I can't let her travel alone! "

Old Teacher Qin gave a wry smile and said, "Old Teacher Qin, I knew you would …" Sigh, even if you are stubborn, how can you overturn the will of heaven? To be honest, there really is a way to suppress the poison in your sister's body, and there really is a way to cure it. But... "But …"

Chen Xiang heaved a sigh of relief, but Old Man Qin's following words made him nervous. The old man said, "Venom Snake demonic beast is not an ordinary venomous snake. It has become intelligent and has caused countless deaths. Just by inhaling the poisonous fog, your little sister was poisoned to such an extent. That's right, if the snake slough is used in medicine, it can be combined with purple flower, diding, angelica, rhubarb, paeoniae, honeysuckle, astragalus and licorice root. After taking it for three days in a row, the toxicity can be suppressed. However, the effects of this Tiger and Wolf medicine are incomparably fierce. With your younger sister's current situation, how can you withstand it? "

Yang Jian stood there in a daze, as if his soul had left his body. Suddenly, he raised his head. His eyes were filled with determination as he said in a low voice, "Teacher, I've heard you say that if the medicinal strength is too strong, others can use them as their own medicine to induce a transition …" Before he could say anything, Old Teacher Qin already shook his head and said, "How can I do that!? "If you use your body as a medium for the transition, the dosage of the drug will increase by several times. Do you think you have an iron body?

Yang Jian said nonchalantly, "I know my limits. "But, Teacher, if your prescription can only suppress the poison, then how do you get rid of the root?" Old Man Qin said helplessly, "This recipe of mine can force the poison to a certain extent. Then, after consuming the Snake Street Grass, it can be eradicated. However, he didn't mention that this method was similar to the method he used to cultivate the Snake Dowager. The effects of the poison varied greatly as well. How fierce is that Venom Snake Demon? How can he allow others to obtain the medicinal herbs in his cave? "

A few parts of his speech had changed, but it was also extremely thrilling. Seeing that Yang Jian had returned to his normal state, he picked up his sister and picked her up. Just as he was about to take two steps, he turned around and said to the old teacher, "Teacher, if there is no Snake Grasses, how long can my sister last with just your prescription?"

With that said, Hundred Flowers scoffed and said, "What do you mean by doting on your little sister? They're all fakes. When I heard about the dangers of gathering medicinal herbs, I asked how long she had been able to last." In the mirror, Old Teacher Qin thought for a moment and said, "Five years. After taking my medicine, even if I don't have the Snake Dowager Street Grass to expel the venom, I can still last five years."

"Five years? That's also good. " Yang Jian actually smiled slightly and said to Old Man Qin, "I know that the parents of doctors are kind-hearted and kind. On the fourth day, then, may I trouble you to visit the mountain hut? If... If I'm not in my room, can you please take care of my little sister for me? "

Old Teacher Qin looked at him for a long time. Upon seeing his resolute expression, he did not seem like a sixteen year old youth. He sighed and did not try to persuade him any further. He nodded his head in agreement. The third mother's body shuddered as she cried out involuntarily, "Is … is he really planning on collecting medicinal herbs for me?"

Carrying the unconscious Yang Lian back to the house, Yang Jian silently went to the kitchen to busy himself. Dragon Eight: "Using oneself as a guide for a transition, what does that mean?" Everyone was not proficient in medical skills, so they were all confused and didn't understand what was going on. Only Chang'e exclaimed, "He's brewing medicine, but why is the dosage so high?"

After nearly four hours, the black, thick medicine was finally put into the bowl. Yang Jian lowered his head to look at the pill, then looked back into the room and raised his hand to drink it.

This move was out of everyone's expectations. Everyone stared blankly, and before long, the medicinal effects started to spread. Yang Jian reached out to support himself on the table, bending his waist, while his other hand pressed tightly on his stomach, causing him to perspire profusely. His shoulders were twitching violently, and his body was on the verge of collapse. It was obvious that the tyrannical effects of the medicine had already caused severe consequences. But he could only endure it, gritting his teeth, unwilling to let out even a moan.

After an unknown period of time, he grabbed onto the edge of the table, his nails digging into the flesh of his fingers due to the excessive force. Yang Jian slowly stood up, unsteadily picked up a bowl, turned around and picked up the kitchen knife.

Looking at Yang Jian's calm expression, the third mother could faintly guess his intentions. She suddenly felt sad and just wanted to say, "Why are you worried about me? "I'd rather you treat me like you did when you were young!" Indeed, Yang Jian stretched out his left wrist and slashed down heavily. Fresh blood gushed out from his wrist and into the bowl.

After pouring more than half a bowl, the blood solidified and flowed slower and slower. Yang Jian's body trembled due to the pain, but he reached out his hand and slashed across the wound again, slowly filling the bowl up.