Ning Yujin was immediately startled: "Then we have been here for so long, why haven't we heard anyone make a sound?"
Mo Jingxiao paused for a moment, seemingly not knowing what to say. At this moment, the old man with a white beard rushed back and said to her as he walked in: "You'll know after you go in and take a look."
Ning Yujin didn't know what kind of riddle they were playing, so she could only lift the curtain and walked in doubtfully.
There was indeed someone lying on the bed in the back room. Judging from his delicate and handsome face, he was a pretty young man.
But what is more surprising is that his hand tendons and hamstrings were cut off, and his acupuncture points were tapped. He lay on the bed unable to move or speak, as if he was a living dead.
Ning Yujin was immediately surprised: "Who is so cruel? He is so cruel to such a handsome boy!"
Mo Jingxiao glanced sideways at Ning Yujin - was the focus of her words "who is so cruel"? Or was it "this is a handsome young man"?
What was even more unexpected was that the old man with a white beard walked to the bed and said, "It's me."
"You!" Ning Yujin suddenly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, her voice rose unconsciously, and she was afraid of waking up the child, so she quickly lowered her tone and asked, "You pick someone's hand tendons and hamstrings and then ask me to save him, you are a
What do you mean?"
The old man with the white beard stared at the man on the bed and sighed: "He is the disciple of the old man's best friend, but he made a big mistake, so the old man cut off his hand tendons and hamstrings as punishment. But he
You have to raise a child, and you can't be paralyzed all the time. You just have to connect his meridians so that he can handle his daily life."
"What a big mistake you've made, it's so serious as breaking the tendons of your hands and hamstrings..." Ning Yujin couldn't help but muttered in a low voice. She knew that the old man must have heard it, but she didn't hear what he said.
Putting the child in the cradle aside, Ning Yujin checked the man's body, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, it didn't take too much time. Go and boil a pot of hot water for me."
The old man folded his arms and turned his head away: "Apprentice, go boil some water."
Mo Jingxiao was obedient this time and immediately went to boil water without saying a word.
Seeing this, the old man immediately rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "Haha, this brat is so obedient today, I will definitely give him more orders in the future!"
Ning Yujin was standing aside, she really couldn't bear it, but she still poured cold water on him: "Mo Jingxiao is a petty and vindictive person, he must remember everything. Pay attention, after a while he will definitely use various reasons to deduct your pocket money
money."
"This brat is really going to rebel!" The old man rolled up his sleeves and rushed out angrily to settle the score with Mo Jingxiao.
Ning Yujin shrugged upon seeing this and continued to do his own thing.
Connecting meridians is a delicate job, but fortunately she always carries needles and anesthetics with her, so she asked the two masters and apprentices to get a few more oil lamps, and she started working.
When the candles in the room burned out and only a small flame was left "cracking", the sound of roosters crowing could be heard from outside, indicating that morning had quietly arrived.
Ning Yujin finished sewing the last stitch of the meridians on her hand, then she tilted her neck, stretched out, and declared that her work was done.
But when she was about to go out to talk to Mo Jingxiao and the old man, her eyes fell on the man's index finger.
There is a thin groove on the index finger, which seems to be left by long-term use of something long and thin.
She paid attention, looked at it carefully, and immediately frowned.
When he walked out of the door, he saw that Mo Jingxiao and the old man with a white beard were also busy cleaning the pig, cutting the meat into pieces and marinating it in the vat.
Even though one of them is a prince and the other is a martial arts master, they still look like the same thing when they do these things.
It's just that Mo Jingxiao was dressed in black, so even if there were stains, you wouldn't be able to see it, so forget it. But why was the old man dressed in white, not stained by the slightest trace of blood or dirt?
Just as she was wondering, Mo Jingxiao came over and asked her, "Is it done?"
Ning Yujin nodded, pointed at them and said, "What are you..."
"Didn't you say you can make bacon?" Mo Jingxiao smiled and said, "I don't know how to do it yet, I'll wait for you to teach me."
"What kind of bacon are you making?" the old man interrupted without mercy and asked Ning Yujin, "how is the child doing?"
Ning Yujin raised a smile and said: "I guarantee that after he recovers, it will be as if he has never broken off, but he can no longer practice martial arts."
"This girl is young, but she really belongs to you!" When the old man heard this, a smile appeared on his face, and he quickly went into the house to take a look.
Ning Yujin did not rush to follow him, but took Mo Jingxiao's hand and asked him to stop.
Seeing that she had something to say, Mo Jingxiao looked up at the room, lowered his head and asked her softly: "What's wrong?"
Ning Yujin spread her palms, revealing a silver needle in her palm: "I found it on that person's body."
Mo Jingxiao suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Did you search him?!"
Listening to Mo Jingxiao's aggravated tone, Ning Yujin quickly waved her hands and said, "Oh, now is the time to care about that. The important thing is this needle!"
"What's wrong with this needle?" Mo Jingxiao picked up the needle and looked at it. When he saw that there was a hole in the tip of the extremely thin needle, he suddenly narrowed his eyes.
Ning Yujin explained to him: "There is a groove on the man's index finger, which should be caused by long-term use of this silver needle. This silver needle is thicker than ordinary silver needles, and there is a groove in the middle, which can hold medicinal liquid.
"
Mo Jingxiao lowered his eyebrows and lowered his voice: "So..."
Ning Yujin took a deep breath and told what she had hidden from Mo Jingxiao that night: "Didn't we spend some time apart when we went to the night market that day? During this period, I felt numb in my arm, as if someone had pricked me with a needle.
Fortunately, I usually take some mildly toxic medicine to enhance my resistance, so I didn’t faint immediately and persisted until you came over. Later, I thought I was just trying to rob property, so I didn’t tell you, but now that I think about it, those
Could it be that the woman who was killed quietly without anyone noticing was taken away after losing her resistance after being pricked by such a needle?"
"What you said is not unreasonable." Mo Jingxiao looked into the room and said, "It's strange that the old man got involved in this matter for no reason. Moreover, he has never done anything easily, but this time he disabled the man's tendons.
Hamstring, what bad thing did that man do to make him do this cruel thing?"
Ning Yujin said with a serious face: "Go in and ask him. Anyway, he agreed to make it clear, didn't he?"