I draw red envelopes in Wanjie

Chapter 1267 Illusion and Reality

[Ding, you have a good impression of the people in the piggy village, trigger the side mission 2: protect the piggy village, no one will die in the piggy village before the main task is completed, 2000 achievement points will be rewarded for success, and there will be no penalty for failure. ]
Chen Feng secretly remembered the task, and ate the deep-fried dough sticks and porridge in big gulps. With more food in his stomach, his hunger was quickly eliminated, and his body finally felt better.

"There's more over there, I'll get you over there, Coolie Qiang, help me."

The peddler, Ghost, waved to the burly figure walking by.

The latter nodded and came over to help lift Chen Feng up.

The owner of the tailor shop in the distance saw it and exclaimed like a woman: "Oh, the injury is so serious, quickly bring him to me, and I will sew his wound."

"You are a sewer, can you sew up his wound?"

The peddler ghost was a little skeptical.

"Isn't it all the same, it's just that the cloth is replaced by flesh."

Tailor Ah Sheng looked at Chen Feng: "It depends on whether the little brother is willing, but let me tell you, if you don't treat this wound, it will be very difficult to heal."

It was dawn at this moment, and he ate something to recover his strength. The pain on Chen Feng's body eased a little, and he looked down with difficulty.

Only now did I see that the clothes on my chest were torn, and there was a blood hole!
"It's so terrifying. A random energy attack at the Warrior level actually caused my iron cloth shirt to be torn and almost killed me."

Shocked, Chen Feng no longer refused the tailor A Sheng's kindness, and nodded: "It's troublesome, remember to sterilize the needle and thread in strong wine."

Such a big wound must be sewn up, otherwise it will be really difficult to heal. It is impossible to go to the hospital now, and the tailor can only rely on Ah Sheng.

"Okay, don't worry, my technique is very good."

Tailor Ah Sheng pinched the orchid finger, turned around and went to look for materials.

Chen Feng went through the three tasks that appeared in his mind, and found that the main task this time is not too difficult.

With his strength, as long as he acted before the Ax Gang went to find Huoyun Cthulhu, there would not be much risk in destroying the Ax Gang.

I just don't know how long I can rest and recuperate this time. If I can prepare for more than three months like last time, basically there will be no problem.

I'm afraid that the plot has already started at this moment, and with his current injury, it may be difficult to interfere with anything immediately, and he must recover a little.

"Anyway, as my strength has grown stronger, I am much more confident in the task this time, no... it should be said that I have more initiative."

He wasn't too anxious, let's talk about recovering from the injury first.

"The one just now should be the charter woman. There are tasks as soon as you contact them, but these three don't have any. Do you think that learning their kung fu can't improve your skills much? That's right, this world is like Tathagata God's Palm, Toad Kung Fu, Lion Roar Kung Fu, Tai Chi The fist and the invisible sound wave killing skills are more powerful, and the three of them are worse."

Thinking secretly in his heart, Chen Feng glanced at the two people who carried him to the tailor Asheng's shop, expressing his gratitude.

Based on this, he also wanted to save the lives of these people.

Tailor Ah Sheng came out with a needle and thread. He looked at Chen Feng's wound, thinking about disinfecting it, and poured down a glass of spirits.

laugh!
Chen Feng gritted his teeth, still inexplicably painful, and passed out from the pain.

"Isn't it? A little liquor can make you dizzy?"

The peddler, Ghost, was surprised, this man was fine with such a serious injury, why did he pass out after a little wine.

"Oh, I forgot to put salt in this bowl!"

Tailor Ah Sheng thought of something and patted his head.

"Ah Sheng, the tailor, you pour salt on people's wounds? It's too damaging."

Coolie felt that this guy did it on purpose.

"It's okay, it's better to sew up the wound after passing out from the pain. I'll give him some clean wine."

Tailor Ah Sheng smiled awkwardly.

"Wait a minute, his bones are still broken."

A man's voice appeared.

"landlord!"

"Landlady!"

The three immediately let go.

The charterer in his forties came in and touched Chen Feng's chest with his hand.

His face changed: "It's amazing, so many bones have been broken, and such a big hole in the chest has been broken, and he didn't die. The vitality is really tenacious."

The charter woman was impatient: "Can't you see that he is a martial arts practitioner? He is also a horizontal practitioner. I'm curious who can beat him like this. It's not like a weapon wound, it's not like a musket wound."

"Forget it, it doesn't have much to do with us." The charterer moved his palm, and with a clicking sound, Chen Feng's broken bones returned to their place.

Half a day passed.

Chen Feng opened his eyes, and he found himself lying on a wooden bed in a dilapidated room with various newspaper advertisements on the wall, broken windows, scorching sunlight coming in from the outside, leaving a beam of light.

The smell of traditional Chinese medicine in the room was strong, he thought of something, looked down at himself, his upper body was naked, his chest was tied with a white bandage, and his body was covered with sweat due to the hot weather.

"Huh? The broken bones seem to be healed, and this bandage is not cheap in this era. Ordinary people don't know how to stockpile it. It's not like coolies forced them. Could it be..."

Surprised, Chen Feng felt his injury carefully, and he recovered a lot at once, and the wound was also healing.

He was thoughtful.

Most likely, the charter wife and the others made a move when she fainted.

Sure enough, he found that he had another side mission.

...

Side mission 3: Learn Taijiquan, reward 1000 mission points for success, those who are not enough will be deducted from personal ability equivalently!
...

It seems that the Charterer has also been here, otherwise this mission would not be triggered.

Perhaps the bone was spliced, medicine was applied, and the wound was stitched. The injury recovered very well. He is in good condition now and has a lot of strength.

He tried to get up, and despite the still pain in his chest, he found that he was able to move, so he slowly got out of bed and staggered towards the door.

Stretching out his hand to push open the wooden door, there was a creak, and a bright light made him squint his eyes subconsciously.

The hot air rushed towards his face, and the scorching sun shone on him. He took a step and came to the aisle.

A dilapidated residential building appeared in front of him.

In the messy but full of life atmosphere, many people come in and out, chatting, greeting, drinking tea, listening to plays, working, selling goods... There are noisy voices and a scene of life.

Looking at this ordinary, lively and familiar scene, he felt a little dazed.

Are you in a movie, or in reality?

Fantasy and reality are intertwined, making him a little trance.

Downstairs, a duck-like, lazy voice interrupted his thoughts.

"The renter, the renter!"

Bang!

On the opposite side, a mahogany window was pushed open, and the woman I had seen before stretched out her head and looked down impatiently.

Downstairs, a young man with foam on his head and pouting his bare buttocks raised his head, raised his hands horizontally, and asked, "Why is there no water all of a sudden?"

Bang!
After hearing this, the charter woman closed the window heavily.

Chen Feng's memory was awakened, and he knew what would happen next.

Soon, there was a sound of rushing footsteps, and the figure flickered, and the next second, he pushed the door out from the second floor, jumped all the way, and quickly came to the courtyard.

She said viciously: "Why is the water bill free? You bastards."

(End of this chapter)