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Chapter 15: Nightmare Whispering


tscritgtFang Qing stepped on a pair of shoes that didn't fit very well and stepped on the moss-covered stone road outside the gate.

She let the wisps of morning light caress her beautiful face that had not been taken care of for many days.

She stretched, squinted her eyes, and looked at At the east gate of the city, the soldiers on the high wall couldn't help but yawn loosely and sighed, the morning in Yunzhou City was really cool, like early summer in the Valley of Divine Medicine.

"Medicine God Valley, Medicine God Valley Shao Ziqing" Fang Qing's mood suddenly hit the bottom again, and there was a sudden sharp pain in her heart.

On this beautiful morning, why should she think of the bad fate before her rebirth, "Go to hell, go to hell" She was in a good mood after adjusting her breath all night, but suddenly became bad again.

Fang Qing shook her head vigorously, calmed down, and calmed her mind, "It's not easy to escape, we can't let it go to waste like this.

I I have to live, return to Jingguo alive, find my mother, and let these perverts in Quecun repay me tenfold for the sins I suffered in my previous life."

Thinking about it, Fang Qing's eyes were like torches, exuding a chill in the cold morning light.

Her eyes were groping through the stone cracks in the alley again.

Yesterday's night and plum blossoms were not delicacies in the world, but at this time, they were indeed.

A good thing for your body to recuperate.

No matter what, surviving is the greatest revenge on Mo Yu and Qiao Laoer.

Fang Qing picked up the corner of her skirt and pulled it between the corner of the wall and the stone on the floor.

Suddenly, a pair of fat gray cloth shoes came out of the corner of her eyes.

The surface was covered with dirt.

Looking up, she saw a figure like Liu Chunni, who came yesterday.

Tsk tsk The old woman who was talking was holding a seven or eight-year-old boy with red eyes and a runny nose in her hand.

She said with a look of disdain and helplessness, "Why is this girl here to eat grass again?

She is so pitiful."

Son."

Fang Qing didn't care about her and just looked for food.

"I have seen many ugly women like this who love to talk sarcastically in Qiuyun Village in my previous life, but I can still put you in my eyes.

The world is so cold.

The same is true for Uzbekistan.”

"Here, eat this."

The old lady took out a hot shortbread with sesame seeds from a basket covered with a coarse blue cloth and handed it to Fang Qing.

The steaming shortbread also exudes the aroma of beef and green onions, which directly catches Fang Qing's clear eyes.

The smell is really irresistible.

Fang Qing was suspicious, "What kind of drama is this old woman singing?

She was so kind and offered me beef cakes.

There must be some fraud involved."

Seeing that Fang Qing just stared and refused to take the beef cake, the old woman leaned down, stuffed it into Fang Qing's hand, and sighed: "Hey, there are really cruel parents in the world.

I'm afraid my family is too poor to sell it.

This wealthy family has become a concubine and a slave.”

After that, he pulled the little boy and staggered away.

The little boy looked back at the beef patties in Fang Qing's hand, with bloodshot eyes.

"Tianxing Red Eyes" Fang Qing recognized at a glance that the little boy had an eye disease, but he was still young.

On the surface, he just had red eyes.

If things continued like this, it would be difficult to deal with.

Fang Qing looked at the beef cake in her hand and sniffed it at the tip of her nose.

She didn't smell any herbs or poison.

"Is it possible that the people of Wu country are so cool?"

There was a hint of moisture in Fang Qing's eyes, and she had memories, so she spent time in Qiuyun Village.

She was bullied by her sisters, brothers and so-called parents, and was forced to marry Qiao Laoer, who was not a man at all.

Every day, she was harassed by the villagers.

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Man is regarded as a rag that anyone can step on.

Today someone actually gave me a hot beef patty.

A trace of ghostly emotion multiplied in my heart.

I took out a golden needle from the sleeve of the sleeve and stabbed it hard on the surface of the beef patty.

The color of the needle did not change, still shining with golden light, and fell under Fang Qing's eyelids.

It's not poisonous.

It's not poisonous.

Fang Qing could no longer care about so much.

Her heart was trapped by a strange emotion, like a strange warm current, eroding her meridians and internal organs.

Fang Qing felt that she would not eat beef anymore.

Bread, as if he was about to be devoured.

I swallowed the beef patty in one gulp, and the slightest hint of meaty aroma lingered on my lips and teeth.

Fang Qing licked the sesame seeds at the corner of her mouth and felt a little warm in her stomach.

She turned and walked towards the alley, ran to the water tank in the kitchen, scooped up the cold water in the water tank and poured it down.

Looking at the roast chicken and silver on the table, Fang Qing felt a strange feeling in her heart.

Back in the room, Fang Qing once again indulged her luck and strengthened her meridians.

When she was in Medicine God Valley, Mo Yu once told the disciples that if they want to be truly immune to all poisons and have superior martial arts, they must open up the twelve meridians in their body. and the metal, wood, water, fire and earth in the body.

He was going to Jingguo to find his mother.

The journey was bumpy and thorny, so how could he not hurry up and regain his strength?

With her breath sinking in her Dantian and her eyes closed, Fang Qing sat cross-legged on the cattail mat in her room.

She gradually felt her breath entering the depths of her meridians and running smoothly throughout her body.

In just one cup of tea, she felt her body burning hot and her forehead It was slightly hot, and there was a heat rushing through the internal organs.

Fang Qing felt that everything in front of her eyes seemed to be blurred, and her consciousness became confused as well.

His body flew up lightly, soared into the air, and flew back to Quecun.

He was covered by Qiao Laoer with a net.

Qiao Laoer was hunched over, showing a pair of turbid and evil eyes, and was holding a bamboo stick towards the village.

He walked over by himself, biting his face with yellow and loose teeth, "I exchanged food for you, so that you can eat delicious food and drink spicy food.

You don't have a living, and you still want to run away.

Let's see if I can't kill you."

Fang Qing felt a sudden panic in her heart and shouted no, but with her hands and feet tied, she couldn't escape Qiao Laoer's cavities full of yellow stains.

I can only shout over and over again: no, no, no, no When she opened her eyes again, Fang Qing found that she was lying in a beautifully decorated room, with a weak candle burning beside the curtain.

Looking up again, she saw Zhao Zhi's face as cold as iron.

Imprinted in your own eyes.

Fang Qing tried to get up, but her whole body ached, her head felt heavy, and her joints felt like they were being clamped.

"You've been poisoned, don't use any more force."

Zhao Zhi spat out a few words coldly from his thin lips, breaking the silence in the room.

"What poison am I poisoned with?"

Fang Qing moved her body and realized that she was covered with a silk quilt made of brocade and satin.

Zhao Zhi did not answer Fang Qing, but with a gloomy face, stared at Fang Qing with a pair of falcon-like eyes, and asked, "The girl just shouted in her dream, husband, spare my life, husband, spare your life.

Is the girl so old?"

If you are young, you are already married."

It would have been better if Zhao Zhi didn't ask.

After asking, Fang Qing felt that the nightmare just now appeared before her eyes like a reality.

Qiao Laoer's teeth full of yellow stains seemed to be about to stick in front of her, and she couldn't help but feel sick in her stomach. , a mouthful poured out of his mouth.

The remnants of the beef patty were mixed with the bright color of the nightberry and exuded a stench.

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Fang Qing spat it out on the satin quilt.

Fang Qing felt relieved, and even her headache was relieved a lot. rr4409051: