Chapter 90: Luoyanpo Blood Case (IV)

Author: Han Xuefei

Chapter 90: Luoyanpo Blood Case (IV)

"Silly, have you been sleeping in the past two days? I'm Hua Yaoling."

Hua Yaoling smiled and reached out to grab Ling An's shoulders, but Ling An quickly brushed her away.

"Who are you?"

Hua Yaoling pouted aggrievedly and said, "I am... your Yaoling."

"My, ring the bell?"

Ling An looked at the woman in front of him, and his every frown and smile was so strange that he could not remember where he had seen it.

"Silly, do you really remember nothing?"

Ling An did not answer, but his sharp eyes became obviously softer.

Looking at Ling An's face of confusion and looking like he was facing a great enemy, Hua Yaoling suddenly had a plan.

"Silly, listen to me, this is the thing..."

She sighed a long time and sat down next to Ling'an.

Since Ling'an was washed up on the shore of Maple Leaf Town by the sea, how she saved him from a group of vicious boatmen, took him back to the Maple Leaf Team, asked him for medical treatment, and how she fought wits and courage with the headmaster Qi in order to give him a bite of food. She kept talking about how she used a cart and went through so much hardship to pull him to the Shangshu Hall in the capital, which was able to save his life.

Everything is told in a leisurely manner, and when it comes to the emotional part, tears are waving.

"Silly, I won't roll off the cart when I go uphill, and I'm kneeling on the ground and bleed my knees. It's still hurting now."

Hua Yaoling said as she pulled Ling An's hand and shook it and acted coquettishly, "You have told people before that a drop of water should be repaid with a spring. Although a few bowls of rice are nothing, I never ask you to repay you. But please be kind to others a little bit. Why are you so fierce and you will be sad."

Seeing Hua Yaoling's shamelessness and secretly cast a proud look at her, Gu Buquan was shocked.

She couldn't believe that a person could even speak lies with his eyes open and he didn't even stutter, and even had a shy blush on his face.

When it comes to being shameless, the dance master is indeed a better move.

It's simply indescribable to describe the shock in Gu Buquan's heart.

But she could not argue with Hua in front of Mr. Yu and others, as she seemed to be competing for favor.

No, she couldn't open her mouth.

If he forgot everything, it would make no sense for her to say anything, not to mention that he was in the cart without realization and would not know what she did for him.

"Who are you?"

Ling An turned to Guanquan's eyes and became extremely sharp again.

In my memory, he had never seen her with such a look.

Hua Yaoling immediately clenched Ling An's hand, stared at her mouth with a fierce look, ready to have a verbal battle at any time.

And this time he did not mean to shake the flower and rattle the bell.

"I am the owner of the coffin shop in Maple Leaf Town." Gu Buquan finally woke up and replied, "You smashed my jade pendant and wanted to kill two hundred coffins to compensate me, no, plus three hundred interest."

She raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "Don't pretend to be stupid and wander around. People cannot die if they die."

Then she glanced at Hua Zhiling, "Since you are 'his rattle', you will bear the debt together. In the future, if you make a copper coin, I will pay back half of it."

After saying that, he turned around very carefully and left.

If you work hard all the way, you can't just leave it alone, right?

The master said that if you don’t take advantage, you don’t suffer any losses. People and money must be kept the same, otherwise wouldn’t they lose both money?

More than cruel and ruthless, who is afraid of whom?

Ling An looked at her leaving back thinking, turned to Hua Yaoling and asked, "I really owe her money?"

Hua Yaoling smiled bitterly.

There are many people who are taking medicine in the front hall, but the flower in the back hall rambles with the stupid ball, and Gu Buquan stands in a daze in the corridor.

"It's good that he wakes up." Gu Binquan comforted himself.

I can't tell the feeling in my heart at this moment, and I feel both a feeling of relief and an inexplicable loss.

He didn't know where he came from, and he didn't expect that even the memory of "silly" was lost now.

"Maybe it's good to forget it." She muttered, suddenly a little regretful, and she should have said that she had five hundred coffins just now.

Before I knew it, I came to the end of the corridor and found that there was an inconspicuous cottage here.

She walked in curiously, but it turned out that Fu Ning'er lived here.

At this time, Fu Ning'er was awake and was curled up in the corner of the bed sobbing.

"Funning'er." Gu Buquan called out.

Fu Ning'er immediately stopped sobbing and looked at her with great caution.

She knew that the child was hiding in the wood pile and must have seen his family be killed, and he might even see the murderer's face.

But she could not ask a frightened child at such a moment.

She sat down beside the bed.

"Funinger, this name is really good. You can tell at first that it is the treasure of us from Funingzhou. I can't call it completely. It was the name given to me by my master. Doesn't it sound a little stupid?"

She didn't wait for Fu Ning'er to answer, but just spoke on her own.

"I don't know my life experience. I have been dependent on my master who sold coffins for eighteen years. Half a year ago, my master passed away and I buried him with my own hands. Then I curled up in the coffin like you, feeling that I am the only one in the world, and what surrounds me is like a loneliness pressing against the top of a mountain."

"Later, I found that Master was not in his grave. Not only was there more fear, but he also had resentment in loneliness. I hated why Master left me."

"I curled up in the coffin and didn't want to come out because I don't know what kind of future will be for me when I step on the land of the world."

She didn't know if Fu Ning'er could understand, but she found that there was a lot of warning in her eyes.

"Slowly, I found that everything will not stop growing because of my rejection. If I accept it or not, the future will definitely come. No matter what the future is, my feet must fall on the land to feel it, and if I don't walk out of the coffin..."

She looked at Fu Ning'er and asked, "Do you know what the result will be?"

There was a little curiosity in Fu Ning'er's eyes.

So she smiled and said, "The only result is to starve to death."

I picked up a piece of cake on the table and took it down with a bite, and it was crispy and sound.

Fu Ning'er stared at the pancake, stretched out a small hand, twisted the index finger and thumb.

So she picked up the pancake and greeted her: "Are you hungry? Come on."

Fu Ning'er moved out of the corner of the bed little by little and leaned against her. Although she still didn't speak, she had already started to bite the cake and eat it slowly.

The smile gradually spread on the face that was inadequate.

Before this, she had never opened her heart so much to others. It was the most painful process in her heart. Until she realized that fear and resentment could not make herself better. What could make herself feel at ease was her longing for her master and her determination to find her master.

"Master must also hope that you can live a good life, just as you said, there is hope when you live."

When he turned around, he saw Mr. Yu looking at her with a kind face and smiling slightly. He didn't know when he came and how much did he hear?

Xiang was accidentally peeked into the secrets in her heart, and Gu Buquan felt a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Yu..."

Just as she was saying hello, Fu Ning'er lost the pancake and retreated to the corner of the bed to cover her eyes and shivered all over.

Mr. Yu hugged Fu Ning'er, quickly opened the acupuncture bag, and gently twisted the silver needle to thorn Fu Ning'er's head.

Fu Ning'er gradually collapsed and fell asleep in Mr. Yu's arms.

Mr. Yu carefully put down Funinger, looked at him with care, and then turned around and said to Gu Buquan.

"Miss Not Quan is still too anxious. This is a heart disease, but he doesn't know if he is too hasty, he will hurt him."

Gu Buquan was very confused. She didn't mention Luo Yanpo at all. Just now, Fu Ning'er was still snuggling up to her and eating cakes, which shows that what she said was nothing wrong.

Where exactly causes Funinger’s discomfort? Why does it suddenly become ill?

What did she see?

Gu Buquan looked at her whole body. Her trousers and knees were broken before she had time to change them. She tried her best to cover her long clothes. Moreover, the blood oozing out before had already solidified, which could also cause Fu Ning'er's discomfort?

She was a little ashamed that she should have changed her clothes before visiting Funinger.

However, it was obvious that as soon as she entered the door, Funinger stared at her up and down. If it was about to have an attack, it would have occurred long ago, but it was still waiting until now?

The heroine is an independent and unrestrained person. She has great love, but also has her own little thoughts. She has small love, but she will never be wronged and beg for everything. She can sacrifice for love, but she will never be in love. Why should such a heroine be despised as "too poisonous and not likable"? I don't care, I just love such incomplete care. The readers who can see this will express their 10,000 thanks, I love you!
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