Rise of the blood elves

425【Setting Sun Pass】

Cangyang Pass

The villagers all know that this is where the Shado-Pan black-clothed guards are stationed. There are many monks there who practice the way of Qi and know how to use Qi to treat other people's injuries. They will definitely be able to save this foreigner.

But there was also a shadow in Lao Li's heart. When he heard what he said, he couldn't help but persuade him: "Old Li, forget it, we are half a month away from Canyang Pass, how can you bring him there? Carry him on your back"

Someone said, "Yeah, look at him like this, he will definitely not be able to bear the bumps for half a month. If the injury worsens along the way, it will be troublesome. What I say is that when the third aunt comes back, let the third aunt take a good look at him and treat him." If not, let's think of another way, maybe we can find a passing monk in Jinyeji."

Lao Li looked at the white-skinned man on the bed. There was no good spot on Angama's body, and everything was burnt to death from the electricity.When the medicine was just applied, the skin that was half attached to the tender meat fell off in pieces, and was piled in fine pieces beside the bed.Under the tender green cooling ointment, fresh meat dripping with turbid blood was looming, making people unable to bear to look at it.

Lao Li shook his head slowly but firmly, "Since I have caught up, I can't just watch him die. Jinyeji may not have a monk come back once a year. The chance is too slim. This matter will wait. No."

The villagers sighed when they heard this. Not only was Lao Li a well-known good cook, he was always invited to cook in surrounding villages and towns whenever there were weddings for his daughter-in-law and other happy events that required entertaining guests and friends.Before Da Pan died, he had been the chef of the largest inn in Jinyeji. But at the same time, Lao Li was also a stubborn and warm-hearted person who would help anyone who had trouble.The villagers all knew that they could not persuade Lao Li to change his mind, and they could not see Lao Li busying himself with this foreigner. They all felt helpless and started to help Lao Li make suggestions.

"when are you leaving"

"I'll set out at first light tomorrow."

"Use my stroller. This white-skinned man has a small frame and should just fit in it. It's better than you carrying him for half a month. I'll free up all the carrots when I get back tonight."

"I still have two mattresses there. I can put them on them to make them softer."

The villagers are talking to each other, those who are bringing out carts are bringing out carts, and those who are bringing out mattresses are bringing out mattresses. Some people are going back to prepare dry food for Lao Li for the journey.A simple-looking villager even proposed to go with Lao Li, but in the end Lao Li refused.

This was a living life, and the kind-hearted Pandaren villagers also couldn't help but watch him die without doing anything.

Seeing that the matter was about to be finalized, Lao Li's fourth aunt suddenly stood up and said, "You want to push him to death in the middle of the cart?"

The discussion gradually subsided, and now the villagers were in trouble.Yes, a cart with wooden wheels is fine for transporting vegetables, but it has to knock people to death to transport people.

At this time, a sharp voice sounded, "I happen to be going to Setting Sun Pass, so I can put him on my yak."

The speaker is Yak Xiang, cousin of the Earth Sutra.

Lao Li's eyes were filled with joy, but then he thought that Yak Felt's yak was filled with crop rations bought from them. Where else could anyone else seem to notice his thoughts, Yak Felt waved his hands nonchalantly. He said: "Unload all the vegetables and wait until I come back to load them up in Jinxi Village."

Looking at this little friend who had known him for decades, Lao Li sighed with emotion: "Yak Felt, thank you."

"Thank you. Please treat me to some sweet and sour carp, so you can come and help me unload the vegetables. Also, the backpack needs to be modified, otherwise he will definitely not be able to lie down on it."

Saying this, the land spirit left the house.

With the help of yak felt, the toughest problems are solved.The villagers worked hard and provided what they had. They unloaded the goods on the back of the big yak overnight, used wooden boards to build a small bed for Angma to lie on, and tied it tightly to the yak's back. I stuffed a lot of bread and dried meat into the backpack at the other end, and also brought some burn medicine.

Silent all night.

Early the next morning, the villagers carried Angma on the back of a yak.Lao Li asked everyone not to tell anyone that his third aunt went to Cangyang Pass to help foreigners seek medical treatment. He acted in a complete play and brought all the kitchen utensils and seasonings with him. After being seen off by his wife, daughter and villagers, he stepped on the The yak in the yak blanket went to the Setting Sun Pass with the land spirit caravan.

Jinxi Village is getting further and further away, and the villagers who are seeing them off can no longer be seen.Lao Li turned around and couldn't help but sigh deeply when his eyes passed the still unconscious white-skinned man.Setting Sun Pass was the second time he went to such a far place. The journey of sleeping in the open air had already begun, but Lao Li still had his original thoughts in mind. Now that he had caught up, he couldn't just watch this foreigner die in front of his eyes.

"Look, Old Shitou still recognizes you." Cousin Yak Xiang's father Yak Boots suddenly pointed to the Yak under Lao Li's crotch, with a smile on his wrinkled eyes.

Yak Felt's father, Yak Boots, and Yak Felt's distant cousin, Little Pocket, are all the members of this land elf caravan with three yaks.In the past few decades, Yak Boots had been leading the two boys on this trade route, and all the villagers in Jinxi Village knew him.

But as he got older, his appearances in Jinxi Village became less and less.

Lao Li knew that the villagers in Jinxi Village might never see this old land spirit again, because this would be the last time Yak Boots rode on a yak before he became too old to travel far. After embarking on the trade road away from home for the last time, Yakboots will wait for death at home in Kun-Lai Summit.

"This is an old stone and it's still alive." Old Li was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the old yak with sparse hair on his crotch in surprise, "I never recognized it before."

When the panda man looked at the old yak, the old yak also raised its neck and turned its head sideways. It looked at the panda man with its left eye. There was actually a hint of old wisdom in its eyes that was completely different from the beasts, as if it was smiling.

Lao Li couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch the old yak's head, "Hey, old friend, are you okay?"

Old Shitou cupped his hand with his head and said "moo".

25 years ago, a panda boy in Jinxi Village who was so naughty that he gave all the villagers a headache took this yak named "Old Stone" on his first trip.

"I brought it with me this time, so that it can grow old with me. I guess it will live longer than my old bones." Yak Boots chuckled and used a cigarette rod to separate the big beard on his mouth. He started pumping loudly.

The diffuse smoke obscured the glimmer of the rising sun.

Angmar's chest felt cold.

It's not cold, even if it's windy, the Splendid Valley, which is like spring all year round, has a warm and warm breeze.

It seemed as if there was a thick, powerful, furry finger applying a cold substance on his chest.

He felt that he was lying on a hard object, maybe a wooden board, or maybe a bed. No, it wasn't a bed. The bed wouldn't be so shaky. His nose was filled with the weird smell of the aroma of herbs and the lingering fishy smell of livestock. .

Angmar speculated about his situation.

I was put on a wooden board. Could it be the pandaren who saved me? There was soft fabric under the body, and the wooden board was either being carried by someone or tied to the back of some kind of large mount.

Where are they taking me?

They will harm themselves

Thinking of the two energies within his body, Angmar suddenly became anxious.He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't lift them.

This

Totally shouldn't.

Angmar began to check the situation inside the body

The power of order and shadow energy fell into deathly silence.No organ was damaged in the previous energy riot, and the body was intact as before, but it was out of control and could not even move a finger.

What's going on here

But as he continued to breathe, Angmar was pleasantly surprised to find that the air pouring into his lungs was like a warm current, awakening his body that had been stagnant for an unknown period of time.My strength began to recover and my thinking became clearer.

"It's unbelievable. Only half a month later, his wound healed on its own."

Someone is talking.

The voice was very close to him, right in front of him. It was obviously the person who applied the ointment to him, and Angmar remembered that the voice was the panda who saved him.

Possible

Half a month

I was in a coma for half a month

"He is truly blessed with great blessings and blessings from the Supreme God," a sharp voice said, "but he still can't wake up."

Who is this?

Listening to this voice, Angmar couldn't help but think of goblins.But in ancient times, it was impossible for goblins to appear in Pandaria, let alone be with pandarens.

After taking a few tight breaths, Angmar finally regained some control over his body and slowly opened his eyes.

"He's awake, he's awake," the pandaren said in surprise.

The bright light is dazzling, and the world is pale.

Something stretched out at the right time, shielding him from the dazzling sunlight. Judging from the outline, it should be the big furry hand of a panda.

When his vision gradually became clearer, he saw a surprised panda and two land elves, one old and two young.

"Outlander, how are you feeling?" the panda asked angrily.

"I" Angmar found that his voice was hoarse and hoarse, and he could hardly speak a complete word, "Where is it?"

"Don't worry, we will arrive at the Setting Sun Pass soon. I will ask the monk to treat your injuries," the Pandaren said again.

Cangyang Pass

Angmar was stunned, and reluctantly turned his head, but at the far end of his field of vision, he saw a mogu-style tall pine city wall that stretched between the mountains, like the Great Wall, and the majestic level in the middle of the wall.

The setting sun, half hidden behind the city wall, is spreading its soft afterglow, making the rolling wilderness look golden.