Three days passed in a blink of an eye. Qin Shiming removed the bandages on his body and finally moved normally. More than 40 wounds of all sizes on his body gradually healed.
During these three days, Qin Shiming was concerned about where Qinglong's body had gone almost every day. Unfortunately, there was no news, and it was useless to ask Zhou Qi to help adjust the surveillance.
The good news is that after the last time Kyoto Longmen master surrounded the Blood Sect, the disciples of the Blood Sect seemed to disappear out of thin air and disappeared.
At least, it can give the inspectors who are always fighting on the front line a chance to breathe, and ordinary people will lose the danger of crisis.
"Do you need to go to the hospital for a good check? Qinglong didn't break your parts, right?"
Seeing Qin Shiming's condition getting better and better day by day, Li Xiaoyun gradually regained her nature. Without her previous gentleness and virtuousness, she was as sharp as ever, and she liked to sprinkle salt on Qin Shiming's wounds the most.
"Which pot doesn't open and which pot is brought, right?"
Qin Shiming gave the woman a blank look and felt depressed and helpless.
"Who told you not to control your lower body? After sleeping with my best friend, I asked someone to save you. I can't say a few words to you?" Li Xiaoyun became more and more angry, and finally she bit her teeth and whispered.
"Yimeng is about ten years older than you, and is all old women. How can you keep your mouth shut?"
"I really want to have a soft meal, right?"
Qin Shiming was extremely depressed by scolding and couldn't help but retort: "Calling an aunt is not a skill, letting her call her is a skill."
"Bah, stinking hooligan!"
Li Xiaoyun is also an old driver. She said "Auntie's call" and instantly understood. She wanted to deal with Qin Shiming, but she turned around and easily avoided it.
"Haha, after being beaten, you're pretty agile. You're so beaten up to the point of getting a sense of experience."
Li Xiaoyun continued to mock Qin Shiming.
"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. I'll go to the company and go to Kyoto in two days. Will you go?"
Qin Shiming looked for clothes to change and prepared to go out.
I stayed at home for three days, and I kept bombarding with phone calls, text messages, and WeChat. I finally fooled it, but today Qin Shiming had to go to the company because of Ye Ci.
The broken iron sword is no longer broken, no longer rusty, as if it was sharpened with a whetstone, and it is shining. The difference is that the sword body is as dark as ink, and it is as cold as frost.
While the sword body is light, it is extremely sharp and cut iron like mud.
What shocked Qin Shiming the most was that when he held the long sword, he felt a sense of mutual understanding with his heart.
It was as if this sword was a part of Qin Shiming's body.
This sword was clearly passed on to him by Ye Tiannan after his death. At that time, it was just a rusty iron sword that was thrown to the scrap recycling station, and the old man disliked it.
How can it be like a magic weapon now?
How could he feel that he is in tune with Qin Shiming?
"If it were Ye Tiannan, how strong would he be? Why would he show weakness in front of him?"
Qin Shiming thought so in his mind, put the long sword into a box and took it to the company.
"Hey, you still know how to come to work? It's so strange."
Ye Ci now has no wildness as before, and her clothes are closer to urban high-end white-collar workers. No, she is a golden collar, intellectual, sexy, elegant, and at the same time she has nobleness.
A small suit, wide-leg pants, high heels, and a snow-white shirt under the top, but no matter how white it is, it is not as greasy as a woman's chest.
"Tell me, where have you been to hook up with the little girl these days?"
Ye Ci brought the ashtray for the man, brewed a pot of tea, then closed the door, naturally sat next to the man, naturally hugged the man's arm, and his upper body was tightly attached to the man, and the fragrance was filled with a little milky fragrance.
The man has a hole in his nostrils.
"Can you be more serious? I have something very important to talk to you."
Qin Shiming turned black and wanted to push Ye Ci away.
But the woman was like a soft but extremely powerful octopus, and she couldn't get off the body if she hooked her body. Not only could she not push it away, she also naturally wanted to untie the man's clothes, and her other hand leaned down.
The red lips pressed against the man's ears, exhaling like orchids.
"Don't worry about serious things. Let's do something wrong first."
"I'm so..."
The woman was very wild, pressing Qin Shiming with one leg, turned over and sat up directly.
Very accurate.
“…”
Qin Shiming was like a lamb slaughtered, and was forced to open for nearly an hour before it ended.
Fortunately, Ye Ci was very considerate. After seeing the wound on the man's body, he took the initiative to put on the man's clothes and pants.
"You went to fight with people? Why are you so many wounds? Who did it?"
Ye Ci was very panicked and afraid, but more angry and angry.
This is my own man. If you go a little further, I will be happy for the rest of my life and ask who will go?
"You go away first."
Qin Shiming didn't answer, and it was hard to answer. He pushed Ye Ci away and opened the box, "You can see it yourself."
"This, isn't this just a sword? What's there to see?"
Ye Ci still doesn't understand.
"This is the sword your grandfather gave me before. It was rusty before, but now it is black and shiny. Don't you think it's strange?" Qin Shiming asked back.
"This is not surprising."
But Ye Ci said, "Isn't it enough to find a good blacksmith and make a new one?"
"But it has not been forged, but after killing a person, it has become what it is today."
"kill?"
Ye Ci's expression changed slightly, and she subconsciously glanced at the door, then lowered her voice and said, "What have you done these days?"
"Someone wants to kill me, so I fought with him. I couldn't beat it and almost died. When I was in a coma, I didn't know who saved me, so that's it."
Qin Shiming did not explain it too carefully, and finally emphasized: "This incident happened in Wulong Mountain, less than 100 meters away from your grandfather's cemetery."
"Do you suspect that my grandfather is secretly helping you?"
Ye Ci's eyes were filled with joy.
"right."
"That's a good thing."
A smile suddenly appeared on Ye Ci's face, even with excitement.
"Grandpa is not only not dead, but also even more powerful. He has been hiding in the dark to protect you and me, as well as the military and civilians. Isn't this a good thing?"
"Is this really a good thing?"
Qin Shiming sneered, "Your grandfather is definitely above me. Why do you pretend not to beat me? Why do you want to pretend to be dead? Who forced him to pretend to be dead?"
"Don't you want to figure it out?"
"And there is also this broken iron sword called Xuanyuan. Why did your grandfather send it back to me after stealing it? Why did it change after stabbing someone? You are not curious at all?"
“Not curious.”
While tidying up his clothes, Ye Ci responded: "There are many things in the world that I can't understand, such as atomic bombs or aircraft carriers, I don't understand, and I don't need to understand."
"I just recognize it. My grandfather has no malicious intentions towards me. He is protecting us. That's enough. As for other things, no matter how you love it, nothing is worth living a happy life."
“…”
Qin Shiming found that he was speechless, as if it made sense.