Chapter 149 Chapter 149 is the only genuine version...
"I won't be unlucky again."
"No."
Jiang Chao's hands and face were covered in blisters and black dust, making him look miserable. He hunched his neck in fear and reached for the purse hanging from his waist, hurriedly untying it and untying the knot.
"As long as this thing is still there, I won't be unlucky, no..."
He kept muttering the same words over and over again, and his dry lips were broken and bleeding.
His fingers didn't hold the purse tightly, and it slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.
"Purse, my purse!"
Jiang Chao's pupils were focused on the royal blue purse. He rushed over to pick it up, but a pair of exquisite embroidered shoes was one step faster than him and stepped on the purse. The gems and pearls on the embroidered shoes reflected the firelight, making Jiang Chao squint uncomfortably.
He made a hoarse sound in his throat, mumbling: "My, my purse."
While shouting, he tried desperately to pry open the embroidered shoe.
Gu Zhizhuo looked down at him and lifted his foot as he wished. Before he could happily pick up the purse, Gu Zhizhuo kicked him on the forehead, knocking him backwards.
She tiptoed and the purse fell steadily into her hand.
The satin of the purse was a little old, and it was embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks. The mandarin ducks were swimming side by side in the lake, embracing each other, and there was a small mandarin duck following them.
The purse was a little faded due to washing, but the satin thread was not scratched at all, and the embroidery was smooth and delicate.
The knot is half untied.
“Give it back to me!”
Jiang Chao roared with bloodshot eyes, his neck tensed and taut, like a trapped beast roaring.
He used his hands and feet to crawl to Gu Zhizhuo's feet and reached out to grab it.
"Give it back to me!"
First it was a harsh voice, and then, as if with a hint of grievance, he said, "Can you please give it back to me?"
Gu Zhizhuo held the silk string of the purse high up, and his fingers hooked the hanging ears of corn, as if he could easily grab them, and the next moment they seemed far away in the horizon.
Jiang Chao tried several times but failed to grab it.
He tried to get up, but was pushed to the ground by the soldiers again.
The flames were still surging, the breath was scorching, and his face looked even more hideous and terrifying.
"Please give it back to me."
He knelt on the ground, raised his hands high, and begged softly with tears in his eyes.
"This is my borrowed luck."
Gu Zhizhuo untied the knot of his purse.
"Don't move!"
"don't want!"
"Mine, mine!"
Jiang Chao screamed loudly, but Gu Zhizhuo turned a deaf ear to him and took out a talisman folded into a triangle from his purse.
The talisman was bright red, emitting a faint smell of blood, and felt sticky in the hand. There was no doubt that this talisman had been soaked in blood.
Gu Zhizhuo skillfully unfolded the talisman, and blood-colored talismans appeared on the paper. The talismans were twisted and ugly, completely different from what Gu Zhizhuo had learned in the past. There was no doubt that it was the Zhuyin Curse.
There was madness in Jiang Chao's eyes. The corners of his eyes were bloodshot, and it was unclear whether it was the blood or the reflection of the fire, but his eyes looked bloodshot, and he was hysterical, as if he would explode in anger at any time.
The flames burned more vigorously. Gu Zhizhuo glanced at the burning small building. They were more than a hundred steps away, but the raging fire still made people sweat profusely.
Crackling sounds continued to fill the air.
The water dragon bureau had not arrived yet, and the waiters were running around in a panic, asking the guests to leave first.
The small building was crumbling in the fire, and Gu Zhizhuo made a quick decision: "Master Zheng Si, take him away first."
Zheng Si signaled his soldiers to go over and divert the tide.
Jiang Chao became excited upon seeing this. He didn't know where he got so much strength from. As soon as the soldier's hand reached out, he bit it. His upper and lower teeth were clenched tightly, stuck in the flesh, as if he wanted to tear the flesh off.
Three or five soldiers went over to pull the people away but couldn't.
Gu Zhizhuo had no choice but to run back and wave the purse and talisman in front of him.
Jiang Chao opened his mouth, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his dull eyes followed the purse.
"Give me……"
He crawled over and Gu Zhizhuo followed, extending his hands toward her again.
"Who gave it to you?"
While asking, Gu Zhizhuo signaled the soldiers to find an opportunity to knock the man unconscious.
"If you tell me, I'll give it to you."
"If you don't tell me, I'll tear it up."
"I'll tell you, I'll tell you!" Gu Zhizhuo held on to something as if it was his life. Jiang Chao straightened his back and said hurriedly, "It's a real person..."
"continue."
Jiang Chao didn't know what "continue" meant. His eyes were wide open, and the bright red talisman was reflected in his pupils. He said whatever was on his mind.
"The Immortal said that I was plagued by bad luck, that my family would be destroyed, and that I would not have a good end. He and I had a connection, so he gave me some talismans."
"The Immortal also said that I need to soak the talisman in the blood of a young girl and then carry it on my body to bring good luck to me."
Jiang Chao stared at her straight.
He pulled the corners of his mouth, and his stiff face looked like he was half crying and half laughing.
He still remembered that day it was raining heavily and he was kicked out of the casino. He was penniless and all the shops and farms in his family had been sold. There was no way he could make a comeback.
Clearly, at the beginning, he was winning. Everyone in the casino praised his luck. He thought that if he just made one more big bet, he could make back all the money he lost on the ship. From then on, he would never gamble again. Full of confidence, he bet everything he had, but he lost.
Lost it all.
It was raining heavily, and when Jiang Chao was about to end his life by hanging himself, someone rescued him.
In the rain, Jiang Chao couldn't even see what the man looked like. He only saw a green Taoist robe.
Jiang Chao didn't believe in things like changing one's luck at first, but when he was at his wit's end, he was willing to try any means. After all, it only cost five taels of silver to buy a girl.
"I, I just bought one."
Zheng Si came over and told the soldiers to stop fighting. He asked disgustedly, "What happened next? Tell me!"
"I let her bleed, soaked the blood in a lucky charm, and carried it with me."
"My luck has really improved, it really has!"
Jiang Chao's mouth corners were pulled up, his face was stiff, and his smile made people feel uneasy.
"If I gamble again, I'll win, and I'll pay back all the money I owe the casino."
"Just give me a little more time." He gestured with his fingers, leaned forward excitedly, and laughed. "I can redeem everything."
His breathing was rapid and heavy.
“Give it back to me!”
He crawled over and tried to grab the hem of Gu Zhizhuo's skirt, but Gu Zhizhuo dodged and he missed and fell to the ground.
Even if he fell, he would stare at his wallet as if it was his life and his soul.
"I've already told you, just give it to me."
"Please."
Jiang Chao opened his mouth, crying and laughing at times, and his face twitched.
"Sister, is he crazy?" Zheng Si asked in a low voice.
Gu Zhizhuo narrowed his eyes, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.
Very likely.
Kill people and bleed them.
It is easier said than done.
Even on the battlefield, new soldiers often become overwhelmed and even commit suicide after killing someone for the first time. And what about a businessman living in comfort? He killed a little girl who had no ability or means to resist.
No one can remain indifferent.
"It's not surprising if he goes crazy."
Zheng Si touched his chin and said, "Sister, my men said he won a lot of money and seemed to have redeemed all the Jiang family's shops and farms. Now all the casinos in Beijing won't let him in. Could this really work?"
Gu Zhizhuo squinted at him and said, "Don't be curious."
Zheng Si quickly waved her hands: "Sister, I'm absolutely not moved, really, I've seen Liu Ling's character..." Thinking of Liu Nuo's infatuated and attentive look towards the old blind man, Zheng Si felt a chill.
"Sister, I would never touch this kind of thing even if you kill me."
Pop.
Gu Zhizhuo threw the empty royal blue purse in front of Jiang Chao. Jiang Chao grabbed it in ecstasy and smiled crazily.
“Hehehe…”
Got it back.
Just a little bit more.
After redeeming all the property, he can redeem Qinniang and his daughter.
From now on, they can live a good life together as a family.
He smiled stupidly, as if he had seen some wonderful sight, and his rough fingers stroked the three mandarin ducks, two large and one small, on his purse.
"Yaoyao, come here quickly."
Xie Yingchen suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"Let's go first."
Xie Yingchen's internal organs were weak and he couldn't stand the thick smoke, and Gu Zhizhuo was downwind, so he told him not to come over.
But now, the fire was getting bigger and bigger, the small building had been completely engulfed in flames, and was swaying in the wind. From time to time, tiles and other things were blown out by the wind along with thick smoke.
Xie Yingchen felt something was wrong.
Cough cough cough.
Gu Zhizhuo didn't ask anything, but just shouted to Zheng Silang and the others, "Let's talk over there."
The soldiers tried to catch Jiang Chao, but this time he didn't move. He obediently let them pick him up, put his toes on the ground, and drag him forward.
The wind blew his messy hair.
“Ahhhh!”
He suddenly screamed again, his dazed eyes suddenly widened, and his eyeballs seemed to fall out.
Jiang Chao waved his hands and yelled, "Don't catch me."
He was so strong that he pushed the soldiers away and stumbled towards the small building, as if he had seen something terrifying.
“Don’t come over here…”
"Your parents sold you."
"Qin Niang, Qin Niang, you are here... They bullied me."
Boom!
With a loud bang, flames shot up into the sky.
The small building could not withstand the raging flames and collapsed with a bang. Tiles, broken wood, fire, and bricks and stones flew in all directions under the impact.
Xie Yingchen instinctively hugged Gu Zhizhuo in his arms. He turned his back to the small building and covered her head with his arms.
"Young Master!!"
Chongjiu rushed over from not far away.
There was the sound of flames exploding in my ears.
At that moment, Xie Yingchen felt a burning sensation in his chest.
A piece of burning wood flew past Xie Yingchen's shoulder almost close to his shoulder and landed at their feet, splashing sparks and burning holes in his sleeves.
This should be a small section of railing, half of which was burned black, with unextinguished flames still dancing.
Gu Zhizhuo looked up at him, his voice choked in his throat due to nervousness.
"fine."
Xie Yingchen pulled her away a little, then took out a jade plaque from his lapel. On the small jade plaque was a peace amulet hand-carved by Gu Zhizhuo, strung with a red string and hung around Xie Yingchen's neck. But now, the small jade plaque had broken into two complete pieces.
Gu Zhizhuo looked at him carefully, pressing his hands on his cheeks, touching and looking up and down. Only a tuft of hair was curled up by the heat wave, and the rest was unharmed.
She breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense nerves relaxed, and she almost collapsed.
Xie Yingchen held her waist and said with a smile: "I brought so many amulets with me, how could anything happen to me?"
He untied the lucky bag from his waist and showed it to her.
"These drawings by my brother are useless. It's only what you gave that is useful."
Gu Zhizhuo's eyes were filled with tears and moist.
Xie Yingchen teased her deliberately: "My bad luck is over now, right?"
"You'll know tomorrow just ask the cat. If it slaps you, it means everything's fine." At this point, Gu Zhizhuo couldn't help laughing out loud, with his forehead against his chest.
Xie Yingchen patted her back gently, diverting her attention and said, "Jiang Chao seems to be dying."
Huh?
Gu Zhizhuo immediately turned his head and saw a burnt chair leg accidentally piercing his throat. He fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, still holding the purse in his hand.
Blood was flowing from his wound and his chest was no longer moving.
Gu Zhizhuo held Xie Yingchen's hand, still feeling frightened.
She glanced at Zheng Si and others. Only one soldier was hit on the shoulder. Zheng Si grimaced and shook his hand, as if the back of his hand was stained by sparks.
Gu Zhizhuo watched while being pulled forward by Xie Yingchen.
The Water Dragon Bureau finally arrived, and more than a dozen officers and soldiers rushed in from the front and began to put out the fire quickly.
To allow guests to enjoy the best view of the garden, the small building was built with its back to the pond. There were more rockery around the building than flowers and trees. Fortunately, even though it burned so badly, the fire did not spread.
Even if you do nothing, it will stop naturally once it finishes burning.
"Let it burn, and just build a new one."
As the head of Tianxi Tower, Gu Zhizhuo had the confidence to say this, and he told the shopkeeper who rushed over, "Life is important, don't force it."
The shopkeeper responded repeatedly.
"The guests in front have been evacuated."
Everything was in chaos and no one noticed that the blood flowing from the wound on Jiang Chao's neck was flowing in the same direction.
"Miss Gu!"
As he was speaking, Prince Li shouted from the front: "Come and take a look, the Duke of Wei is in trouble."
Gu Zhizhuo instructed, "Prepare a big red envelope for the Shuilong Bureau," and then pulled Xie Yingchen over.
When the Duke of Wei was rescued, Gu Zhizhuo took a quick look and saw only a few burns on his body, likely caused by alcohol staining his clothes. However, the soldiers carried him out in time, and after putting out the fire, he was fine.
He was even still conscious. Apart from heavy breathing, constant coughing, and weak limbs, his pulse did not show any signs of a relapse of his old illness.
But less than an hour later, when I looked again, his eyes were lifeless, his mouth was half open, his lips were pale, and his breathing was getting faster and shorter. His hands were placed on his neck, his fingers tightly curled and tense.
"Girl, he suddenly couldn't breathe just now."
Prince Li was extremely anxious and urged, "Go and have a look at him."
Prince Li had noticed earlier that his breathing was a little rapid. It was normal for him to breathe faster after coming out of the fire and being choked by the smoke. But soon, he suddenly couldn't breathe, and he had to open his mouth wide to breathe, and then his condition got worse and worse.
The Duke of Weiguo's throat emitted bursts of wheezing sounds, as if he was about to suffocate, and his eyeballs kept rolling upwards.
Gu Zhizhuo placed his hand on his neck pulse: "It's an asthma attack."
Duke Weiguo's "old illness" is really fatal.
Asthma wouldn't be considered a serious illness under normal circumstances, and could be treated with medication or acupuncture. However, he had just inhaled too much smoke, and the attack had come on too quickly and violently.
Gu Zhizhuo used his fingers to feel the faint vibration coming from his throat, and his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
It was definitely too late to take the medicine, let alone boil it. He couldn't even make it through the short time it took to get the medicine.
The attack was so severe that there was no time even for acupuncture.
The only way is...
"Only by cutting open his trachea can he breathe again."
Gu Zhizhuo put his two fingers together and pointed at the trachea in the neck.
Cut, cut...are you going to cut the Duke of Wei's neck?! Prince Li was stunned, his body swaying and almost falling.
If the neck is cut, can the person still survive?
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