Chapter 5 The Thick Martial Arts
As the sun sets, on Qingniugang outside Jianping County, a beautiful white mare has her eyelids drooped and is snoring contentedly.
Under the locust tree not far away from her, a young hero sitting cross-legged on the ground was frowning and gently shaking a woman in his arms.
"Girl? Aunt...uh...Madam?"
Facing the warm-smelling nephrite "falling from the sky" in his arms, Qin Lang didn't know what to call it for a moment.
She looks like a mature young woman, but her skin is the same as that of a girl...
This situation is the same as that of senior sister. So, it seems more appropriate to call her "sister"?
......
The beautiful woman's eyes were tightly closed, her dark eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and the tip of her straight nose was slightly twitching. Although her pretty face lacked some color, it also gained color. It has a bit of charming charm.
Looking at her body again, there is a sword hanging on her waist, her clothes are soft and fine in texture, a jade pendant on her skirt is very gentle, and her plain white embroidered shoes are also outlined with exquisite silver threads...
There is no doubt that she is from a lady's background.
Under such a luxurious pink skirt, she also wore a pair of trousers for riding and shooting, which was obviously for the convenience of riding horses.
Including a white cloth wrapper with [江湖] written on the inside of the skirt.
"..."
Qin Lang's eyes subconsciously glanced at those two words again, and he could only say...
The world of rivers and lakes is indeed huge.
If we compare the maids from three days ago, Miss Xuan'er is considered excellent, and this one is top notch.
Qin Lang could even imagine how bumpy and sore the beautiful woman in his arms would be on that white horse without this chest wrap.
Therefore, regardless of whether she is a lady or not, it is normal for her daughter to dress in trousers and wrap her breasts when traveling around the world.
……
However, this information is only fleeting.
Qin Lang is not a lustful person, and what he cares about is not these boring things.
The pink shirt of the woman in his arms was stained with blood, and there was a stab wound half a palm wide in the left shoulder socket. It was obviously not deep, but the blood kept pouring out slowly, which was quite strange.
Qin Lang didn't know who did this, but stopping the bleeding must be the first priority.
When martial arts practitioners don’t have the conditions for bandaging, they will naturally seal the acupoints to stop bleeding.
So Qin Lang raised his hand, channeled his inner energy to the fingertips of his right hand, and quickly tapped the three acupuncture points on the young woman's body.
“Cloud Gate…”
Pop!
“Zhongfu…”
Pa!
"Shenzang..."
Dong~
"?"
Strange, I haven't practiced acupuncture for a long time, I can't get rid of it...
Qin Lang's eyes were sharp , with anger sinking in his Dantian, he stretched his fingers straight and pointed at the beautiful woman's Shenzang point again.
Boom~
"..."
Qin Lang clicked a few more times, his hands were aching, and he realized that it didn't seem to be his problem.
The Shenzang point is located on the left chest of the human body.
But my fingertips couldn't penetrate at all.
Tsk, too thick.
Is this what storytellers call the "heavy martial arts world"...
Qin Lang had only practiced acupoints on his senior sister before. Although the senior sister's Shenzang acupoints were also buried deeper, compared to the ones in front of him, The young woman is still a little bit worse. How could such an outrageous situation happen?
What to do...
There is no other way, Qin Lang can only pick up the woman's warm and fragrant body, and take her back to his residence first.
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The granary where Qin Lang settled was only a few feet away from the locust tree. Although it was simple, it had been tidied up over the past few days.
Squeak——
Pushing open the door, Qin Lang gently placed the injured woman on the bed together with her sword, then pulled a strip of cloth and pricked the woman's arm first. After a moment, although the strange wound still stopped bleeding, it was still better than nothing. After pricking it, Qin Lang started a fire and boiled a pot of hot water in case of emergency. While heating it, he planned to try to tap her acupuncture points again.
After all, there is no medical center in the city. If you want to collect some hemostatic herbs in an unfamiliar area, it will not be possible in a short while. After collecting it, everyone may be gone.
......
To be fair, if he had encountered such an injured woman half a month ago, Qin Lang might have hesitated to save her.
But because he had just been rescued by two strange women half a month ago, Qin Lang felt something in his heart, so he decisively took care of this nosy matter.
……
After carrying the woman to the bed, Qin Lang folded up the quilt and placed it slightly behind her as a pillow to ensure smooth blood flow and prevent congestion from flowing back.
Looking again at her pair of originally pure silver-white embroidered shoes, which had been stained with water, dust and mud due to the long journey, Qin Lang took off her shoes and took out the shoes hidden inside. A pair of exquisite feet were taken out.
"Um..."
"..."
Perhaps she felt the movement, the woman gave a soft shout and almost kicked the tip of Qin Lang's nose.
Qin Lang had no choice but to hold her restless soles a little, comfort her, and then take off her two little socks that were slightly hot and had a faint body fragrance.
I have to say that a wealthy family is a wealthy family.
The high-end stockings woven from Jinzhou's specialty Fuyan Damao feel silky and light. Qin Lang can feel the delicate softness inside through the fabric. He slowly takes them off, and then What was on display was indeed a pair of exceptionally white and smooth feet.
The firm ankles…
The round and delicate heels…
The pink and delicate soles of the feet...
The high-grade fabric completely fades along with the graceful arch curve, and the last few pearl-like toes are also arranged one by one, neatly exposed, or slightly curled, Or stretching slightly, it seemed like an unintentional teasing, but it most aroused the heart of the confused young hero.
"..."
Qin Lang looked a little dumbfounded for a moment, and even thought that what he was holding was a handful of warm jade.
Look at the finely painted red khaodan on the shiny toenails. The whole pair of jade feet are like Jiangnan pastries made of fine rice noodles, dotted with hawthorns wrapped in honey. Piece.
Probably all the good-looking women in the world have a pair of good-looking feet.
Qin Lang just thought of the senior sister on Tianshan Mountain.
......
"Lang'er~"
"What's wrong, senior sister..."
"Tsk, you unfilial thing, you get impatient when I call you... Come here, help senior sister rub her feet."
"Knead it yourself..."
"Oh, hurry up. Well~ Senior sister was just teasing you last time, I promise not to step on you this time, okay?” Love, with such nostalgia, it is inevitable to look at the woman's feet on the bed one or two more times, two or three times, three or four times...
But after reading it, Qin Lang simply put it down, then turned around and started to boil hot water.
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However, just when Qin Lang had added firewood and was about to get up and go to the bedside to check on the woman, a sound of metal and stone suddenly sounded in his ears. sound.
锵——!
Soon, silver light suddenly appeared, and a wisp of sharp cold air overflowed.
Qin Lang looked intently, and it turned out that the injured woman had woken up. She endured the discomfort in her body and the dizziness in her mind, and drew her sword and put it on Qin Lang's neck.
"You...who are you...!"
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(End of this chapter)
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