"How's it going?" Looking closer, Qingqing couldn't help but frown. She didn't expect that Xiaokong complained that this girl would do something as awesome as a surgical operation. It could be seen that this girl was not very optimistic either. The blood-stained little hands were threading needles and stitches to suture the wound. On the plate on one side, three bullets were lying quietly in the water. The scarlet blood slowly spread out, reflecting strange textures like smoke.
"Sister Qingyi, do you have any antibiotics at home?" Xiao Kong suddenly raised his head and asked her complainingly.
"Yes," Qingqing heard, walked into the house, and then rummaged through the cabinets for a long time to finally pull out a large medicine box. This thing was more than an emergency medicine box. Various medicines were packed tightly together. There was not much in it, but the variety was very complete. When Xiao Kongqian saw it, his eyes were straightened, and then he remembered that Qingqing was also a female killer who lived on the edge of a knife. She often wandered around the rivers and lakes, how could she not get stabbed? , Presumably, the beautiful little black girl also has a lot of scars...
Of course, apart from herself, only Lu Yu seemed to know best whether this was the case.
"Is he okay?" Ling'er said, frowning and giving Xiao Kong a resentful look.
"I won't die for the time being," Xiaokong said, glancing at Liu Yue. Now he and the unforgettable white wolf are almost two people, and his handsome face has become dull due to the pain in his limbs. Extremely twisted, and the drops of sweat dripping down his forehead told her that he was in extremely pain right now.
"Okay," after injecting the last medicine, Xiao Kongyuan cut off the thread left by suturing the wound and said to him. After hearing this, Liu Yue slowly let down his tense body. He was still panting and panting. The sound was surprisingly loud, and it could be seen that breathing had become a very luxurious thing for him.
"How could it be like this? Who did it?" Xiao Kong asked him complainingly, holding his hand.
Hearing the words, Liu Yue opened his mouth, but no sound came out several times, then he closed his eyes, and after accumulating for a long time, he finally uttered the words in his mouth: "I, I... I found... I found him,"
The voice of these words was not too loud, but as soon as the words came out, they resounded like thunder in everyone's ears.
"What did you say,,,,,," Ling'er rushed over to him, grabbing his shoulders and asking.
"Speak quickly." Seeing Liu Yue's eyes rolling up, Ling'erhou shook his shoulders anxiously. Unknowingly, the amplitude was a little too big. Liu Yue was already dying. How could he bear this? He was struggling so hard that he couldn't take a breath, he rolled his eyes wildly and almost fainted.
"Hey," Qingqing was more sensible than Ling'er. She grabbed Ling'er's little hand and hugged her up. At this time, Xiao Kongqian had already put her ear to his ear and listened carefully to what he said. every word of.
"What,,"
His face changed, and Xiaokong's eyes widened. At this moment, Liu Yue passed out as if a heavy burden had been lifted.
"What did he say?" Seeing Xiao Kongqian's shocked look, Ling'er pulled her sleeve and asked quickly.
"I know where he is," Xiao Kong complained, feeling panicked and at a loss.
In the suburbs of Dongcheng, in a seemingly forgotten corner, there is a courtyard with black bricks and black tiles, and a dark, closed door. No one has lived here for countless years, and no one knows about the three-meter-long courtyard. What kind of secrets are hidden inside the high walls? In the courtyard, there are several rare tree species that cannot be named. They are so lush that they cover most of the sky.
A thin old man was sitting under a tree. Next to the old rattan chair was an exquisite teapot made of purple clay. He didn't speak and squinted his eyes as if he was thinking about something, but there was a kind of expression on his thin face. Looking at everyone with determination and arrogance, a pair of sinister eyes like an eagle hung on Yin Chichi's unforgettable face. He stretched out three fingers, gently held the teacup on one side in his hand, took a sip of tea and drank again. Dutifully smoked the Lanzhou shisha that I had not touched for many years.
Who would have thought that this grassy courtyard was the secret residence of Teng Hu, an all-powerful old man in the past. Who would have thought that a very inconspicuous dry well in Xiezhan is connected to the bottomless and huge underground palace. Yes, this is the place where Lu Yu grew up, a place that is most unforgettable for Lu Yu besides Chief Helmsman Han Ling.
"Old ghost, how long have you been here?" asked Uncle Gui, a sturdy old man with white hair and eyebrows sitting next to him holding a paper fan. Upon hearing this, Uncle Gui sneered and asked: "Old Feng, you are so stupid What do you mean?"
"It's not interesting. I just want to ask you how you found this place." As he spoke, Lao Feng passed the folding fan forward and said to him with a smile: "I'm still wondering why Ahu has been so bad these years. There is no news. It turns out that he has been hidden by you for a long time,"
"Haha," Uncle Gui showed his signature sinister smile when he heard this, and then spat out a big mouthful of blue mist and glanced at him, "It's wrong of you to say that. It's his own choice to live here, so how can he call me Hide him, Ahu's injury has healed a lot, otherwise, you wouldn't be able to see him until now,"
"Well," Old Feng frowned slightly when he heard this, and then sighed and said to him, "Old ghost, actually, there is something I have always wanted to ask you."
"Tell me," Uncle Ghost replied without looking at him.
"Have you ever regretted that incident three years ago?" He turned sideways and lowered his voice to the lowest level. Old Feng looked at him with his most muddy old eyes. Seeing him like this, Uncle Gui was stunned. Then he put away his cynical and awesome expression and shook his head, "What's the use of talking about this now? Some things can't be turned back. If I can start over, I hope I can dissuade him like you. Maybe , no matter how tough you and I were back then, he wouldn't have ended up like this now. We are all bad old men with one foot in the coffin, and we still have to kill indiscriminately for these grievances and grudges in the world. If the eldest brother He has a spirit in heaven, and I don’t know what he will say.”
Uncle Gui said, staring at Old Feng for a long time, and then slowly sat up, "Old Feng, aren't you shaken?"
"No," Old Feng heard the words, squinted his old eyes, looked up at the shadowy sunlight among the leaves, and said slowly to him: "No matter what, he is the only bloodline of my eldest brother. What does he want to do? It's not something I can control. When I turned thirty, my old life belonged to the Zhang family. This is my fate and I have no choice."