Treating the Injury

"There's no bed?"

Su Ziyang looked around curiously again and found that there was really nothing in the room except for a bamboo recliner.

Su Ziyang didn't know what this meant, and he couldn't figure it out himself, so he simply stopped thinking about it, slurped up a couple of mouthfuls of noodles, ate a piece of bamboo shoot, and then a piece of cured meat.

Hmm~ It's fucking delicious.

After Su Ziyang finished washing the dishes, Master Luo had already woken up and continued weaving bamboo baskets in the yard.

"Master Luo, what are you making this for?"

Su Ziyang, who hadn't said anything, sat for a while but couldn't hold it in any longer and started chatting with Master Luo again.

"There's a market in the small town at the foot of the mountain. Weave some bamboo things there to sell."

If Su Ziyang doesn't speak, Master Luo probably won't speak all afternoon either.

"Oh oh."

Apart from the crackling sound of bamboo strips being woven, there was no other sound in the courtyard.

Just as Su Ziyang was getting sleepy, he felt his phone vibrate.

"Susu, Master Yang, Mr. Mengfei, and I are going to have some fun here. Study hard, and don't forget what I told you. You didn't bring your phone charger, so try not to use your phone too much, or we won't be able to contact you later. If you miss me, look at my photos, hahaha."

... I didn't bring a charger...

Su Ziyang didn't dare to use his phone and could only turn it off temporarily.

The old man and the young man remained silent.

The weather has been bad these past two days, it's been raining non-stop. Master Luo sat inside, head down, smoking one cigarette after another.

Su Ziyang sat beside him, gently regulating his breathing.

No one spoke. For two days, the only sounds in the room were the puffing of cigarettes and the tapping of the pipe against the table leg.

Just as Su Ziyang was about to go crazy from holding his breath, two people came in from outside the door. These two people were actually wearing hemp raincoats. Su Ziyang had only ever seen such things on television.

"Master Luo, we've come to ask you for help. Something's happened. We need you to come and take a look!"

Both of them were soaked to the bone, and they were panting heavily as they spoke.

Master Luo glanced at the two men, said nothing, picked up his pipe, and walked out.

The two men led the way, with Master Luo and Su Ziyang following behind. Master Luo didn't use an umbrella, and Su Ziyang felt awkward saying anything, so he could only stand in the rain.

The area was sparsely populated, Su Ziyang felt it took him almost forty minutes to walk there in the light rain before he arrived.

This family's house was very nice; compared to the houses I saw along the way, it was quite grandly decorated.

Upon entering the house, three other people were sitting inside, all looking worried. Looking down at the ground, they saw a person lying there with a steel arrow stuck in their shoulder.

Su Ziyang looked again and saw that there were many things on the floor of the room, including crossbows and bows...

Master Luo entered the room, took one look, and frowned. "I told you to avoid hunting in the back mountains."

"Master Luo, we were greedy. We recently heard there was a wild boar king over there, so we thought we'd Yunqi. I saw the boar, and for some reason, I fired an arrow without thinking. Suddenly, the boar turned into Xiaosheng and got stuck in Xiaosheng shoulder... Master Luo, you have to help us!"

Master Luo frowned as he looked at the Xiaosheng lying on the ground. The Xiaosheng had his eyes tightly closed and was clenching his teeth to keep quiet, but his breathing was heavy, indicating that he was in great pain.

Give me an arrow that has been used to shoot birds.

Master Luo asked for an arrow, and the man who had just spoken quickly took an arrow from his quiver and handed it to Master Luo.

Without saying a word, Master Luo grabbed the arrows and went out the door.

Apart from two people who stayed behind to watch over the Xiaosheng who had been shot by an arrow, the rest of the men all ran out with Master Luo.

Master Luo chose a locust tree, about the size of two people's arms, not far from the house.

The group, unsure of what Master Luo was planning, remained silent and watched quietly.

Master Luo took the arrow he had just used and began drawing on the tree with the arrowhead.

The arrow drew a simple little figure on the tree bark, roughly the same height as Master Luo...

Master Luo beckoned Su Ziyang to leave, but after they had only taken a couple of steps, Master Luo turned back and instructed, "Don't go hunting in the back mountains anymore, and don't go looking for that wild boar king either."

"Okay, okay."

The group readily agreed, then bowed repeatedly to Master Luo's retreating figure in gratitude. Even after Su Ziyang and Master Luo had walked quite a distance, Su Ziyang turned back and saw them still bowing to Master Luo...