There is no heat in the night in Changping, and the wind blowing from the sea seems to blow into people's hearts.
Yan Ning held a cattail leaf fan and lay on the chair where her father had been lying in the yard, quietly looking at the stars scattered in the sky.
When she was little, her mother told her that in every star lived the soul of a deceased relative.
They have never left, and have always been in heaven guiding the way forward for those who survived.
Whether it was your guidance that led me to live in Changping, I met my father and mother, had relatives again, and felt warmth again.
The sound of wind and distant waves lapping against the rocks lingered in her ears.
She had been drowsy for an unknown period of time and was awakened by a violent knock on the door.
"Mrs.
Yan, Mrs.
Yan, open the door quickly."
A hurried cry for help came from outside the door.
Yan Ning woke up suddenly, raised her eyes and looked inside the house.
Her father and mother had not been awakened yet, so they hurriedly opened the door.
"Old Nine" The visitor was a fisherman who lived in Nancun.
He was cheerful and tall.
"Go and have a look.
A man covered in blood came to the village gate.
Everyone was frightened.
Doctor Mu asked me to come and invite you immediately."
Yan Ning's heart trembled.
Changping, who was covered in blood, had always been remote and isolated from the world.
What kind of desperate person would come here?
She immediately closed the courtyard door and hurriedly followed Lao Jiu to the entrance of the village.
However, when she saw that person, she gasped.
And the moment that person saw her, he was stunned on the spot.
Across the sea of people, she clearly saw the shock in his eyes.
Long time no see, Douzi.
Long time no see, Your Highness Princess.
In five years, she had hardly changed at all, but he seemed to be a completely different person.
His handsome face became more angular, his red lips were as bright as blood, he was wearing tight-fitting night clothes, and his brows and eyes were cold and fierce and bloodthirsty.
The heavy sword in his hand was no longer the same, but a soft sword as thin as a cicada's wings.
This kind of sword is most suitable for killing people.
The people in Changping Village holding torches looked at Yan Ning coming over and shouted, "Mrs.
Yan is coming, Madam Yan is coming."
They made way.
At the end of the road, there was Mu Xiyue in plain clothes.
He and he were stunned.
Yan Ning stood still, turned around and said to everyone: "Everyone, please go back first, I am here."
Her voice was soft, but there was a trace of certainty in it, which was inexplicably convincing.
Everyone left without doubting his presence.
Since Yan Ning led the villagers of Changping Village to fight off the pirates that had been rampant for more than ten years three years ago, everyone in Changping Village has respected her.
The old village head of Changping Village simply resigned and let Yan Ning take over.
Seeing that she couldn't refuse, Yan Ning had no choice but to accept.
In order to show respect for her, everyone called her "Mrs.
Yan".
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But Mu Xiyue hasn't left yet.
She seems to be sober, although she still smells of alcohol.
She glanced at the swaying man, turned around and asked Yan Ning: "Do you know him?"
Yan Ning frowned and finally nodded.
"Okay, you have the final say whether to save me or not."
She looked at her calmly.
Yan Ning thought for a while, turned around and said to Lao Jiu, who had not yet left, "Lao Jiu, please help him to his father's house."
Lao Jiu hesitated: "This is not good, after all, we are strangers."
She smiled and patted his shoulder: "It doesn't matter, he is my old friend."
Then he smiled at Xiyue and said, "Doctor Mu, I still have to trouble you to come with me."
Mu Xiyue nodded with an unclear expression, and when she turned around, she whispered in her ear: "It seems that you can't forget the past if you want to.
It will eventually come to you."
After that, she walked home. , a distant voice came over: "I'll go back and take a look at Qing'er."
Yan Ning suppressed her smile and turned to look at Chen Ye, only to find that he had passed out.
He let out a long sigh, is this fate?
What is supposed to come will eventually come, and there is no way to escape it.
Five years of peaceful life must eventually come to an end, whether it is love, hate, or life or death.
She raised her head, looked at the still dazzling stars in the sky, and walked back home.
The next day, Dad saw an unconscious person in the house.
His expression was a little strange, but in the end he just sighed slightly and said to Yan Ning: "As long as you know what you are doing."
Then he carried the fishing net and went into the sea.
Among the few people who came, Chen Ye should be their master.
However, the strange thing was that Chen Ye was also the most seriously injured.
After Xi Yue bandaged the others, she stared at Chen Ye for a long time.
He said to her: "Do you know how many kinds of poison he has on him?"
Yan Ning's face was cold: "How serious are they?"
"It can be said that each of them is enough to kill a person.
But I don't know if he is lucky or he is too able to bear it.
There are so many poisons in his body that just suppress each other and compete with each other.
In addition, it should not be easy for him to get here.
There are hundreds of wounds, large and small, all over his body.
You see, this part of the shoulder has been festered to the point where the bones are exposed."
She casually opened his collar with her hands.
Yan Ning gasped at the sight of Senran's wound, and she murmured: "How could this happen?"
"You have to ask yourself this."
Xiyue raised her hand and took out the needle belt tied around her wrist.
There were a row of silver needles of different sizes and thicknesses.
She took out several of them and roasted them slightly on the fire one by one.
He quickly moved the needle on Chen Ye's body, and his movements were as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water.
"Every time I see you doing acupuncture, you look like everyone else."
Yan Ning praised.
Xiyue shook her head: "What does this mean?
I once heard my master say that her ancestor, my master, was known as Tang Yizhen when he was wandering around the world.
It is said that no matter how dangerous the disease is, as long as she has a cure, The trocar can be effective immediately, and it has the effect of living dead flesh and bones.
I am not half as good as her."
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A needle was pulled out from his heart and lungs, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"I've protected my heart pulse for the time being.
I'm going to think of a way to see if I can remove the poison from him."
She wiped the sweat from her forehead and stood up.
Yan Ning wiped her sweat with her sleeve: "Xiyue, thank you for your hard work."
"Is he important to you?"
Xiyue asked.
"How should I put it?
There are not many people who are important to me, but I owe a lot to people, including him."
Yan Ning glanced at Chen Ye who was unconscious on the bed, her eyes filled with helplessness.
When Xiyue left, she patted her shoulder: "I will do my best to cure him, don't worry."
Yan Ning nodded, followed her out, and closed the door.
After five years in Changping Village, she had no idea what was going on outside.
How is Donghe, how is Xiliang, what happened to Shen Yujun later, and how is Guilanshan now?
But she seemed to be able to feel it.
All this was slowly revealed with the arrival of Chen Ye.
Even though she tried her best to avoid it, she couldn't escape it after all
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