Scar frowned every time he pulled the knife, but never made a sound. Ma Xingkong smiled, and after more than a dozen cuts, Scar's chest was already covered in blood. The mosquito finally found its way to its mouth.
Opportunities are crowding around Scar.
Ma Xingkong took off his belt, tied Scar behind his back to the tree, and continued to scratch Scar's body with the dagger: "Haha, do you know what this is called? This has a nice name in our green forest.
It’s called attracting bees and butterflies! Isn’t it very vivid?”
"Ah!" Scar finally couldn't hold it back and shouted loudly: "Ma Xingkong, you are not a human being! I will never let you go!"
Ma Xingkong nodded: "I believe it! But you have to feed this group of words first, hehehe..."
Mosquitoes gathered more and more, and the black clumps on Scar's body sucked up the blood that had just flowed out in an instant. The most terrifying thing about mosquitoes is that the liquid secreted from their mouths will not coagulate the blood.
As blood continues to leak out, the mosquitoes will continue to feed, and the cycle starts again and again, unless all the mosquitoes are fed, or the scar dies because the blood dries up. Judging from the current situation, the latter possibility is very small.
"Ma Xingkong, if you have the guts to kill me with one shot, you can't be considered a hero!" Scar twisted his whole body and cursed loudly.
Ma Xingkong ignored him and stayed far away. He covered his body with Scar's clothes and watched happily with a gun in his hand.
There was a slight white light on the horizon, and the clouds on the horizon turned red by the sun. The dew formed a light mist in the woods due to the sun's irradiation. After a night of tossing, the scar almost turned into skin and bones, and those all over the body
What came out of the wound was only some light yellow liquid. His face became pale, and even his lips turned white. Ma Xingkong looked at the mummy-like scar and slowly raised his head: "Sister Huo, Old Ye Zi, I'm Ma Xingkong
Sora has avenged you today! I hope you don’t think it’s too late!” As he spoke, tears slowly fell down his eyes.
Scar opened his mouth slightly and hummed feebly. Ma Xingkong glanced at him: "From today on, our feud is over!" As he spoke, he showed his bright dagger and stabbed Scar hard.
Scar's heart. Scar didn't say a word, with a smile of relief on his lips. He took two deep breaths and watched Ma Xingkong die.
When Ma Xingkong returned to the temple, several people were slumped on chairs and sleeping. As soon as Ma Xingkong entered the door, Chiyoko was the first to wake up. He rubbed his eyes and saw clearly that it was Ma Xingkong. He walked away quickly.
After a few steps, he threw himself into Ma Xingkong's arms, and his hot tears soaked Ma Xingkong's clothes.
Several other people also woke up one after another, and Monk Tongming shouted loudly: "Where did you go? You didn't come back all night?"
Ma Xingkong didn't speak, but smiled slightly. Chiyoko and Miezi went out to make breakfast for Ma Xingkong and the others. Mu Yunchen asked, "How was it?"
Ma Xingkong nodded. Mu Yunchen said: "That's good, get ready, we should go!"
After breakfast, Mu Yunchen called Famikeko to prepare the boat tickets. They could not go from the direction of Kyoto anymore, so they planned to cross the entire Japan and board the boat from the western port, so that they could avoid the police and military police who were pursuing them.
.Everyone stayed up all night, had breakfast, and went back to their rooms to take a short rest.
It was past noon. After getting up, Mu Yunchen and Monk Tongming asked while eating: "What are you going to do after returning to China?"
He smiled brightly: "What can I do as a monk? Just continue to be a monk!"
"It's just you! Being a monk is also a flower monk!" Mieko teased. Several people laughed.
Chiyoko suddenly burst in with a look of panic on her face: "Brother Mu is not good, he is not good!"
"What's going on? Tell me slowly!" Mu Yunchen hurriedly put down his job.
Chiyoko said with a cry in her voice: "Suzuki-kun, he, he..." He didn't say anything for a long time. Mu Yunchen hurriedly ran to Ma Xingkong's room. As soon as he opened the door, a faint stench came out.
It got into his nose. Mu Yunchen frowned and hurriedly stopped Miezi, Monk Tongming and others who came in after him: "You go out first, I will take a look before talking!"
Ma Xingkong lay quietly on the couch, his clothes had been untied by Chiyoko. The wound that had healed suddenly began to fester for some reason, and the faint stench emanated from Ma Xingkong's wound. Mu
Yun Chen took out his handkerchief, covered his own, moved closer to Ma Xingkong, and carefully inspected Ma Xingkong's injuries.
The originally injured area had become a large area of black. The newly grown skin on the wound seemed to be burnt, as black as carbon, and the surrounding pus and blood were seeping out little by little from the wound. Ma Xingkong was already unconscious.
Mu Yunchen touched it and his whole body felt as hot as fire.
"Get some water! Hurry!" Mu Yunchen shouted at the door. Chiyoko and Mieko hurriedly went to prepare. Monk Tongming opened the door and stepped in: "What's wrong? What happened?"
"Get out! Don't come in!" Mu Yunchen ordered loudly. Monk Tongming kicked the door outside and inside, and was stunned for a moment.
Mu Yunchen brought the water in, closed the door again, and warned everyone that no one was allowed to come in. Then the news spread around Ma Xingkong. He put a dagger on the oil lamp to test the heat, and cut the long hair on Ma Xingkong's chest.
All the good wounds were cut open. The pus and blood inside sizzled out along the incision. Mu Yunchen found a towel and wiped the pus and blood clean.
After changing seven or eight basins of water, I finally cleaned up the pus and blood in Ma Xingkong's wound, applied medicine again, and bandaged it again. Then I walked out of the room sweating profusely. Several people waiting outside the door were already helpless.
, seeing Mu Yunchen coming out, they immediately gathered around him.
Mu Yunchen sighed and shook his head slightly: "The situation is not good. We don't know what Brother Ma has been exposed to now, so it's hard to judge what's going on. According to my observation, it's not a good thing!"
For three days, every morning early in the morning, Ma Xingkong's wound would fester again. Mu Yunchen followed the same method and cleaned and bandaged Ma Xingkong's wound. Ma Xingkong's high fever did not subside, and he was unconscious. He had no water or rice for three days.
After all, I have lost a lot of weight. It feels a little heartbreaking to look at it.
"Let's find a doctor! If this continues, I'm worried...!" Mieko said.
Monk Tongming strongly agreed: "Yes! Lao Mu's medical skills are not good, let's find a doctor to take a look."
With the persistence of several people, Mu Yunchen finally relented. At the risk of being exposed, Chiyoko personally hired a middle-aged doctor to come to the temple. After briefly hearing about the condition, the doctor swallowed his saliva and turned around without saying a word.
Let’s go. Monk Tongming stopped us and said, “You’re not allowed to leave. If you just leave without even seeing the patient, won’t our money be wasted?”
The doctor hurriedly took out the consultation fee paid by Chiyoko from his arms: "I'll give you the money back. I can't treat the disease! Just let me go!"
"No! Aren't you a doctor? Why can't you see it?" Monk Tongming just refused to give in. The doctor always refused until he finally had to tell the reason.