Volume 2: Jade Promise Chapter 93 I'd Rather Climb Back
Not long after Tang Zheng lay down on the stone in the middle of the river, Li Xiaoren arrived.
In fact, not long after Tang Zheng fell into the water, he chased Tang Zheng along the cliff, wanting to rescue Tang Zheng to the shore before he was washed down the waterfall by the rapids. Unfortunately, huge rocks continued to fall from the cliff, posing a great obstacle to Li Xiaoren.
It was only a moment's delay before Tang Zheng was washed away. Li Xiaoren almost had to carry the huge rock and chase after him regardless of anything. Finally, in front of the waterfall, he saw Tang Zheng's last leap to save himself.
Seeing that Tang Zheng was temporarily out of danger, Li Xiaoren stopped running wildly on the shore. Instead, he took a deep breath, mobilized his star power, and walked step by step into this turbulent tributary of the Nujiang River.
The turbulent current that had previously made Tang Zheng dizzy could not shake him at all under Li Xiaoren's feet.
No one knew how he did it, but he just stood in the rapids, step by step, neither hurried nor slow, but walked very firmly towards the stone in the center of the river where Tang Zheng was.
"Is this the difference between two stars and four stars?" Tang Zheng looked at Li Xiaoren, who was like a rock standing in a torrent, and completely conquered this torrent that was fatal to him. He shook his head and smiled. Soon, he lay down again after raising his head a little - he was so tired that he couldn't even lift his head.
Li Xiaoren walked to Tang Zheng's side without saying a word. He observed his injuries, pulled Tang Zheng's fan dagger out of the stone in the middle of the river, then picked him up with one hand and threw him on his shoulders which didn't seem broad at all. In this way, he carried Tang Zheng step by step back to the shore.
"Hey, instructor, you're not going to... carry me back to the academy like this?" Tang Zheng asked speechlessly, looking at Li Xiaoren with his head down, who had got ashore with no intention of stopping and continued to walk towards the academy.
"Do you prefer to crawl back by yourself?" Li Xiaoren said coldly.
"It's better to crawl back than to be carried back like this. No matter how you look at it, it seems like you went out hunting and returned with a full load, and I am the prey carried on your shoulders!" Tang Zheng replied weakly.
As soon as Tang Zheng finished speaking, Li Xiaoren actually put him to the ground.
"Damn it, you didn't even try to refuse and just left me like that. I'm still a wounded soldier, can you please have some humanitarian spirit... Ouch!" Tang Zheng couldn't help but screamed , and ended up accidentally pulling his wound again, screaming in pain.
This time Li Xiaoren completely ignored him and walked towards the academy without looking back.
Tang Zheng had no choice but to limp along, muttering as he walked: "If you feel tired, think about the hero Dong Cunrui. If you feel it's hard, think about the 25,000-mile Long March..."
He kept on chattering along the way, but thanks to the spiritual support of the revolutionary predecessors, although he walked slowly, he was still able to keep up with Li Xiaoren's pace and walked back to the academy unsteadily.
After returning to the academy, Li Xiaoren did not leave as usual this time. Instead, he waited until Tang Zheng walked into his dormitory before leaving with a cold face.
"Master, what happened to you? How did you get injured like this? Were you stepped on by the five-star mammoth monster elephant when it passed by or what?" Tang Xiaotang was shocked to see Tang Zheng practicing martial arts and he looked even worse than the last time he was beaten by the instructor. Fortunately, after a closer look, she found that Tang Zheng was just a little listless and should not be in great danger. She couldn't help but ask.
Tang Zheng waved his hands weakly at Xiaotang and the others, indicating that he didn't have the energy to explain. Under Xiaotang and the others' concerned gazes, he walked back to his room, without even taking off his shoes, and lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
After a few minutes, the sound of Tang Zheng's long breathing could be heard in the room. Except for the occasional cough due to his lung injury, Tang Zheng was sleeping very, very soundly.
In his dream, he saw a three-headed, six-armed, ferocious monster on a cliff, throwing all kinds of strange things at him.
Rotten eggs, rotten tomatoes, sour instant noodles...
That scene was simply horrific!
"No! Can you please throw me something delicious?" Tang Zheng yelled and sat up suddenly from the bed in fright, which agitated the injury on his shoulder and made his face turn pale with pain.
"Tang Zheng, are you okay?" Ouyang Luoluo's somewhat anxious voice suddenly sounded in Tang Zheng's ears.
Tang Zheng rubbed his sleepy eyes with one hand, looked up, and found that his room was full of people without him knowing when.
The head deacon Leng Buchen, the first deacon Ouyang Luoluo, the chief instructor Li Xiaoren, except for the head deacon Leng Changwang who was often elusive and whose whereabouts were extremely vague, several top managers of Yisu Academy, all stood in front of Tang Zheng's bed with different expressions.
"Uh, I'm fine! Chief Deacon, Deacon Ouyang, Instructor Li, why are you all in my room?" Tang Zheng roughly guessed the purpose of their visit, but he still secretly criticized them for entering the room without knocking and for their aggressive behavior of watching him sleeping.
"Bai Zhi, the academy's resident physician, has just checked your injuries. In addition to some cracks in the shoulder bones, your lungs also have some internal injuries. The pills have been prescribed and are placed next to your bed. Take them on time and rest for about a week, and you should be fine." Leng Buchen pointed to a middle-aged man next to him who looked quite immortal and introduced him a few words, then instructed kindly.
When Tang Zheng heard that he had to rest for two weeks, he immediately became depressed: "Damn it, I still have a challenge with Leng Zhan the day after tomorrow. I am not a person who does not keep my promise. Besides, there are more than 10,000 Academy Contributions waving at me!"
Ouyang Luoluo heard Tang Zheng's complaints and said angrily, "Stop talking like you're sure to win, okay? You're already injured like this, and you're going to face the challenge. You're obviously going to make a contribution to the academy! Take good care of your injuries, and we'll help you get an extension until you're well!"
Tang Zheng smiled and touched his nose. He did not answer, but suddenly asked: "Have you found the traitor? Which instructor wants to kill me?"
Ouyang Luoluo subconsciously continued: "I haven't found out yet, but I'm investigating it thoroughly... Hey, Tang Zheng, how dare you try to trick me?"
When Ouyang Luoluo reacted, Tang Zheng pretended to be confused: "Ah, what are you trying to say... Do you know the motive for someone to kill me?"
Hearing Tang Zheng's question, Li Xiaoren glanced at Leng Buchen, who nodded. Li Xiaoren then said coldly, "Because your identity has been leaked!"
Li Xiaoren's words made Tang Zheng a little confused: "Identity? What identity?"
Fortunately, he didn't blurt out "What kind of identity can a time traveler have? Are you kidding me?"
