Yan Kewang let out a desperate howl, and the jujube stick probed and pointed at Yan Niang, "You, you'd rather burn the jade than destroy this skin?"
” "Or else?
With this deep palace resentment as the soul, and the incorruptible body as the skin, how many living beings have to be slaughtered by her," Yan Niang laughed softly, with a cough in her laughter, "Do you think she will come back in this way?"
You know in your own heart that she is not your daughter at all, just a monster in human skin. ” "Aren't you a monster?"
Yan Kewang went crazy, raised the stick and poked straight at Yan Niang, this time it was ruthless and accurate, the head of the stick was bubbling with firelight, Yan Niang's body bent backwards, her head almost touched her heels, and she barely dodged his attack, but with such a strong twist of her body, the wound on her stomach was torn even bigger, and she straightened up slightly, and a mouthful of blood suddenly gushed out of her mouth, spilled all over the ground.
Seeing this scene, Yan Kewang grinned a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, and the stick was tightly held in the palm of his hand, he lifted it high and smashed it straight at Yan Niang's flesh turned belly.
Hearing a strange cry of "squeak", a cloud of silver light burst out from the wall of Jihong Embroidery Village, and flew straight towards Yan Kewang, and the five claws with curved hooks grabbed at his chest, and there was suddenly a blood hole the size of a bowl in his chest, and blood flowed wantonly from it, soaking his upper body clothes in an instant.
The stick fell to the ground, Yan Kewang was stunned for a moment, and his eyelids rolled up weakly, "Monkey, you pretend to be dead, you two are designed to lie to me" The right ear glanced at Yan Niang, and saw that she was holding on to the wall, her body was curled up lower and lower, as if she had been hit hard, and she hated the old man to the extreme, it raised two fangs, the long silver tail flicked behind her, and the four claws arched high, and the cry of "wow" jumped towards him, but Yan Kewang flew up and kicked the stick in front of him high, and the stick swirled quickly in the air, turning into an impermeable barrier, isolating the right ear from him.
Finally, the jujube stick fell to the ground and stopped, but in the dark alley, there was still Yan Kewang's figure.
The right ear was just about to chase after her, but Yan Niang's painful moan came from her ear, and she turned around and ran to her side, and saw a long hole in the middle of her abdomen, from the navel to the front of the chest, deep to the bone.
"Girl, girl, don't you die," squatted beside her in the right ear and cried loudly, "you wait, I'll go find you a skin, it's better than this skin" It was about to stand up as she spoke, but Yan Niang grabbed her paws, she smiled weakly, "Silly monkey, this human skin is rare for a thousand years, how can you say that you can find it?"
The strength of her palms increased, and her expression became solemn and gloomy, "If I die, you have to kill that person for me, don't bother like this anymore, just kill him, promise me, okay?"
” Just as the right ear was about to nod, the side door of Xin'an Mansion beside him was pushed open a crack, Cheng Muyou's body leaned out from inside, and he looked at the two people in front of him in disbelief, "Miss Yan, are you injured?"
” Yan Kewang staggered forward, blood dripping all the way behind him, and the scene in front of him became more and more blurred, one became two, two became four, and finally turned into a chaotic white light.
Suddenly, a touch of vermilion appeared in his eyeballs, he looked at the red as if he had found a savior, and walked towards it with the last strength in his body, halfway through, his legs were weak, he slammed to the ground, but his hands and feet still did not stop, his fingertips picked at the high steps in front of him, and his body rubbed upwards little by little, like a badly injured earthworm.
Before he climbed to the top of the mountain, a scolding came from above his head, "What kind of person, if you want food, you have to look at the place, can you come to the Captain's Mansion casually?"
” Yan Kewang grabbed the man's trouser leg tightly, "Go and tell Captain Qin that if he wants Xiao Xie Xiaoyu to accompany him for eternity, he will use the scales of the Zong Turtle to save me, quick, quick."
After speaking, he exhaled the last breath he could barely hold on, and fell on the steps in front of the lieutenant's mansion.
Jiang Xixi looked at the flickering red light in the room, and handed a bowl of hot porridge to his right ear, "Don't worry, the adult's medical skills are exquisite, no one in the world can beat it, Miss Yan's injury, he will definitely be able to heal." ” The right ear took the bowl, but his hands kept shaking, the spoon shook a few times, and the soup spilled all over his clothes before it reached his mouth.
Jiang Xi shook his head helplessly, took the bowl, helped his right ear wipe his clothes clean, and no longer forced it to eat, and sat on the stool with his knees hugged, looking at the flickering candlelight in the room.
The side of the bed was covered with white cloth soaked in blood, Cheng Muyou stared at the wound on Yan Niang's abdomen, not moving, he kept this posture for about a quarter of an hour.
Finally, he got up from the side of the bed, walked to the side of the cupboard, and took out a huge wooden box, the box was locked, made of pure gold, exquisite, he turned the gold key in his hand in the lock hole, and the box opened, revealing a rectangular sandalwood box inside, on which the words "Imperial Gift" were shining golden, and pierced his eyes slightly.
He opened the box and looked at the black shiny hard shell inside, his eyes condensed into a fine light little by little, "Scale, I can only rely on you to save her life." ” In the first year of the Taiping Rejuvenation of the Kingdom, Emperor Taizong gave the rare treasures paid tribute by Japan to Zhang Qian and Cheng Dexuan, the imperial physician, for the reason that it was only recorded in the history books as the word "meritorious".
The spring rain continued and gently knocked on the eaves of Xin'an Mansion, playing a harmonious sound, Chang Yuan bent over to Cheng Muyou and Jiang Xixi, and gently hugged Xun'er who was standing aside to wipe his tears, and then walked briskly down the steps of Xin'an Mansion and stepped into the carriage that had been waiting at the door for a long time.
The carriage slowly moved along the slippery stone road, and in a moment it turned into a hazy shadow.
Jiang Xixi wiped away Xun'er's tears, "Don't cry, Yuan'er's grandparents are here, he is now healed, and he always has to go back."
Let's go, I'll take you to Jihong Embroidery Village to see Miss Yan, I don't know how her body is recovering.
After that, she glanced at Cheng Muyou, "My lord, do you want to go over together?"
” Cheng Muyou shook his head, didn't say a word, turned around and walked into the gate of Xin'an Mansion.
"It's strange, Daddy has been unsettled lately, and I don't know what's wrong?"
Xun'er looked at his father and blinked his big eyes with tears.
Jiang Xixi pinched her chin, and after Xun'er's reminder, she remembered that Cheng Muyou had indeed done something wrong recently, when did it start?
By the way, it was the night Yan Niang was injured.
The truth seemed to be faintly standing in front and beckoning to her, but she couldn't take another step forward anyway, Jiang Xixi shook her head, squeezing all kinds of strange thoughts out of her mind, she took Xun'er's hand, "Let's go, look, the smoke is rising, your right ear must be cooking, and you can get good food in the past."
Hearing her say this, the tears in Xun'er's eyes disappeared, he cheered, and ran down the alley towards Xiuzhuang, Jiang Xixi looked at his back, and followed briskly.